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Who ? Nathaniel Mauer, The Church of Immortality and OPEN
Where ? At the Church
When ? Sunday from 11 am - 7 pm
What ? The Church picnic!
Rating ? Low



It was a beautiful day for a picnic. The sky was overcast just enough that the sun wouldn't be too troubling to vampires but also warm enough to be comfortable for everyone. Nathaniel had been hoping the skies would cooperate with his plans and like normal, they had. If pressed, the Reverend wouldn't be able to explain it but it seemed that he always had extremely good luck. Things never went too horribly wrong for him. One could say it was thanks to his ability to turn even horrible events around into something positive, like the time someone had set fire to the Church's sign. True, it had been vandalized but the support from the community as a result had been large and positive. He'd received enough donations recently to replace all the broken windows with new stained glass and could eradicate all reminders that the church had once been the property of one of the many phony religions that plagued the globe.

Not all of his good fortune was self made, however. Like today. Like the weather.

It had taken most of the morning to set up the tents, to fire up the grills, the corn roaster, and the cotton candy machine. Some of the ladies set up a table for the bake sale and the raffle and Nathaniel put Tighe in charge of getting together the auction.

The Sunday morning sermon that followed had been agonizing. The smells of cooking meat and vegetables filtered through the windows and made even his own stomach growl. By the time he'd finished it was a miracle he wasn't the first one out the door in line for a hamburger or hot dog. Instead, he controlled himself. He was always good at controlling himself, and instead of running off to have fun at the picnic, he forced himself to stand outside, saying good bye to his followers, indulging in conversation and small talk.

When he could finally make his way to the Church's yard where everything was set up and music was playing he was beyond pleased to see it already filled with people. Children played games, got their faces painted, and ate cotton candy. Adults played games, perused the raffle and auction tables, and ate cotton candy! He smiled warmly, his hands clasped behind his back. It felt like he'd always been here, like the Church had always been here. It felt like they were all really turning out to be a real part of the community.