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[ OPEN ] CULTURAL FESTIVAL
Who: Anyone and everyone! Yes, even you.
When: IC Date: 6/9 || OOC Date: 3/20
Where: Centered in CERES Academy but spilling out into the streets!
What: It's all fun and games until someone chokes on cotton candy or gets a black eye from jousting. The player plot of the cultural festival!
Rating/Warning: Totally PG, family-approved fun! Please poke me if this changes.
Flyers have been up for the past two weeks, students have been all atwitter (whether this is good or bad chatter is up in the air), outside help has been enlisted by a bunch of weird adults and finally the day has dawned upon us.
The cultural festival is here.
And it looks like stepping into an alternate dimension of Cerealia, a far cry from the Hunger Games that many had to endure just days ago - and maybe that's the whole damn point. Wander around, have some greasy comfort food, and win a stuffed animal to muffle your tears into or something. It's all gonna be okay.
When: IC Date: 6/9 || OOC Date: 3/20
Where: Centered in CERES Academy but spilling out into the streets!
What: It's all fun and games until someone chokes on cotton candy or gets a black eye from jousting. The player plot of the cultural festival!
Rating/Warning: Totally PG, family-approved fun! Please poke me if this changes.
Flyers have been up for the past two weeks, students have been all atwitter (whether this is good or bad chatter is up in the air), outside help has been enlisted by a bunch of weird adults and finally the day has dawned upon us.
The cultural festival is here.
And it looks like stepping into an alternate dimension of Cerealia, a far cry from the Hunger Games that many had to endure just days ago - and maybe that's the whole damn point. Wander around, have some greasy comfort food, and win a stuffed animal to muffle your tears into or something. It's all gonna be okay.
I » PREGAME-FESTIVAL Let's back up a little bit. Set-up for the festival was intended to begin at 8 PM the night before to allow all groups an hour - maybe even two! - to set up their booths so that everything could be pristine and ready. . . . . Of course that didn't happen. So here you are, in the gym of the school where it looks like a crafts store went to die. Don't slip on the glitter glue! Don't touch that feather boa, the drama club might need it! Is that a soccer ball while everyone else is trying to prepare? Do you want to die? The clock continues to tick later and later, a groan coming from everyone in the room when it strikes 3 AM, but there's nonetheless an air of dedication here. Everyone's working - are you? - and this seems like a great time for caffeine overdose and some late night confessions.
II » WELCOME Whether it was through hard work or sheer dumb luck, the festival is underway!! There are sounds of yelling, students competing for patrons - "Care to have your fortune read?" or "Check out this kickass magician!" - or cries of defeat - "That balloon game was impossible - how am I going to get my McCeres plushie now?!" and "What's up with that scavenger hunt?" - You can already hear the sizzle of deliciously greasy food in the distance mixed in with whatever terribly Teen Pop mix they've got playing in the background. It's a little hard not to feel excited! Or... maybe it is, given the fact that you might not have wanted to end up here in the first place?! But the festival is spilling out into the streets! Pushy teenagers and teachers alike might've just tried to corral you in here like cattle to a brightly-colored, teeny bopper slaughter....
But if you look like you're not at all interested in having fun, this may be the time when a snowball smacks you right in the back of the head, suddenly implanting the idea of.... fun?
III » INFLATABLE HELL Whether you were running after reading some horrible gossip about you or getting way into playing the part of a fleeing criminal in the mock trial, you've found yourself in what every single carnival needs and deserves: a bounce house. But wait - that's not all?! Apparently this is some kind of inflatable course from hell as you realize that once you enter, there's even more waiting for you. Yes, that's right, welcome to the squishiest obstacle course of your life. When you make it to the end, you still have one last task: joust for your honor against the person that you've ended up with or break out your intense sumo knowledge for the exact same thing. The student overseeing this area just nods solemnly with an air of 17-year-old sage wisdom. "There can only be one."
IV » ANIME FOOD So that's what you're here for. Well congratulations friend, they've got every sort of carnival contraption or festival delight and dish - apparently this is where the culture can be found! But... but oh god, what's that? The hell is that?! Apparently there's an eating competition for these heart attacks if you really wanna try your luck.
Also hey - is this cotton candy really sticky to anyone else? Careful, don't reach too close to that other person or you just might end up stuck together...?!
V » AFTERPARTY So... where were you after the school festival officially concluded? Were you in the middle of a food coma? Were you trying to steal a giant sumo suit before they could be closed down? Were you caught on the ice of the frozen swimming pool? Drowning under the weight of discount flowers? Hopefully, you're not caught up in the craziness of a cleaning crew turned cleaning competition... or are you?
Either way, there's no way that this party is going to end with a fizzle.... but rather with a bang! Literally. The sky is lit up with a sudden firework, followed by another and anotherandanotherandanother-- except don't those... seem to be a little close? They're deafeningly loud and blindingly beautiful and perhaps that what covers up Lili's distressed screech of, "Those weren't authorized!" Hopefully all the little sparks extinguish in the air before they get too close... Kindly help make sure nothing catches on fire? Stand there and actually enjoy the show? Start a lawsuit for your sudden bout of blindness and deafness? Your move.
VI » WILDCARD ME UP For the record, there is a medical tent for anyone who gets a little tooviolentexcited during the events. And besides all the festivities mentioned here, there's also the typical bunch of carnival games and prizes, too. Maybe even a maid cafe. Also hey, is that smell of something burning... normal? Do we have a fire on our hands?! Or is there some other type of carnival gimmick that you really love but didn't get written up here? Feel free to make it right on up! Have fun, everyone!
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He manages to jump aside before it actually caused any harm to his person, at least, but he still looks properly pissed, since... well, Leon. He always looks that way, this has only added to it.]
Where is the culprit--! I'll make them pay for this with the edge of my sword!
[Shut up and chill out, Leon, it's a festival.
Don't kill people.]
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Calm down, calm down. It's probably just some kids who got their hands on stuff and don't know how to fire 'em off properly!
[And hey, nothing's been set on fire (yet) so it's not as bad as it could be! That said:]
Let's go find 'em, though. Can't have these booths going up in flames after all the work that people put in.
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[He's not particularly impressed by Kashuu's attempts to mitigate murder, but hey... he'll go ahead and start stalking off in that direction, because he agrees that it'd be a pain in the ass if the booths caught on fire.
(Stahn and Lili would be sad over it...... that's reason enough to make sure it doesn't happen because he... well, he doesn't care, but it'd be irritating if they wasted his time moping.)]
They cannot have gone far.
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But that's okay because together they just form Squad Protect The Festival (for various and in SOME PEOPLE'S CASES mildly tsuntsun reasons). Kashuu trots along, keeping a close eye out, and it's not too long before he spots a group of NPC kids huddled around a box of fireworks.]
Ah— I think we've got our culprits here.
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Which is really going to show in all of its glory when they do find the culprits, and Leon really does draw his sword. Would he use it? ...No, probably not, but that doesn't stop Chaltier from sounding panicked.
"Young master, we're in public...!"
Oh, is that all you're worried about here, Chal, not the threatening of dumb NPCs...]
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[Kashuu is stepping in, surely for the well-being of these poor NPC kids who have done no wrong worthy of this...!]
Don't do that! If people start getting worried about guys showing up to fun stuff and waving swords around, they might ban 'em, and that means I wouldn't be able to go.
[Oh. Or that.
But he'll sigh and deal with the NPCs too, at least... Good work team.]
Don't be dumb about this. What're you gonna do if you blow someone up, huh? Or set someone on fire? You wanna be sent to jail for murder? That's gonna be a whooole lotta blood on your hands. [THESE POOR KIDS ARE NOT HAVING A GOOD TIME EITHER WAY TONIGHT. At least they don't protest when Kashuu reaches down for the crate.]
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Naturally the poor kids can't help but stare at both Kashuu and... Leon's sword... because having a sword pointed at you is a terrifying thing--so as soon as they can escape, they're making a break for it, leaving the fireworks to Kashuu.
Kashuu and Leon probably just scarred them for life, they're going to need therapy.
But oh well. Leon's just scoffing.]
You let them off too easy.
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But Kashuu sighs once they're out of sight, shifting the crate so he's holding it under one arm and turning to look back at Leon.]
What the hell d'you expect me to do, huh? Give 'em a light beatdown?
[As if he wouldn't be game for something like that-- BUT NO, he's a defender of justice and that means no beating up wayward children!]
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I highly doubt that scolding them has made them rethink their ways.
[Leon, you're just too hardcore for this.]
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[A pointed look in Leon's direction.
As if to say bruh, where's your chill.]
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He could've been harsher.]
Good. They very nearly hit me with that firework--if I had been someone with slower reflexes, I would have been hurt.
[Aka in some weird way....... he was kind of concerned. It could've been someone like Atsushi, he's accident prone... or Lili, she's not used to battlefields....]
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Even if you had slower reflexes, you could probably just make that grumpy face you always do and the firework would be scared away anyway.
[PUNK.
But he does get what Leon is saying here, in his ass backwards tsuntsun way.]
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[Fireworks don't have feelings, Kashuu!!!
And Leon has no imagination, apparently.]
Though there were a number of ways I could have handled those fireworks, I should not have had to in the first place.
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[LOOK. If swords and futons and sandals and umbrellas can have feelings, why not fireworks! Come on, Leon, gosh.
But he'll sigh after that and stoop over to start picking up the little firework scraps.]
That's true, though. I wonder where those brats even got them in the first place...
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That would be a twisted world, all things considered, since fireworks are made to blow up.]
Somewhere where they were not supposed to, undoubtedly. If they were able to find them that easily, they must be out somewhere they should not be.
[Is it time for their mystery solving arc]
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Eh, I should've asked before I sent 'em off.
[Stares out in the direction the kids went... RIP, THEIR EASY ANSWER. He sighs!!]
Oh well. We've got time to look now that they're not firing stuff off anymore.
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It's at least more like his work back home.
So it's time for Kashuu and Leon to Do Work... naturally this is the easiest Leon's ever agreed to do anything with Kashuu. Workaholic.]
Very well then. I would like to see for myself where they are, and whose responsibility they were. [So that he can give them a piece of his mind...rip, fireworks manager person.]
I doubt the miscreants would have carried them far before trying to use them, so the source should not be far from here.
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Also, more like rip Tsurumaru who somehow managed to get his hands on them and started passing them out. Truly, the swords are more trouble than they're worth... But it's not like he has anything better to do right now, and he does want to keep this festival running smoothly for Lili, so he'll trot to the nearest garbage can to deposit his firework scraps and then gesture Leon to the left, where all secrets and hidden things are.]
Then let's go! You're probably right, unless they were smart and got outta here as soon as fireworks started exploding so close to the stands.
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Leon doesn't hesitate to nod, glancing around before moving in the direction Kashuu gestures. This seems legit.
This is when Chal pipes up with a, "Isn't this exciting, young master? We can save the festival like this and everyone can know that you--"
Nobody has probably ever rolled their eyes so hard as Leon is now.]
Chal. Enough.
[AND TO KASHUU:]
Do you know where the fireworks were being kept?
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You're so sweet! I'll help spread the word when we're all done, 'kay? [Embarrassing Leon: The Sword Story.
As for that:] Mm, if any are left, they should be over near the supply shed.
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[THIS HAS TO BE ADDRESSED FIRST, HE'S CONCERNED.]
I won't tolerate or allow it!
[Don't tell people he helped out, that would be so embarrassing... his tsun heart might give in.
So then he's stalking over to the supply shed, irritated and fussy, like a bristling cat.]
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What's so bad about it, huh? You should let him praise you more openly! [Gesturing toward Chal!!] Haruji lets me do that all the time even though he gets so embarrassed that he turns red all the way to his ears. Even then, I just tell him he's extra cute!
[KASHUU IS A MENACE.]
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Leon knows how Chal is though... Leon's heard enough SASUGA BOCCHAAAANs to last him his entire life. So he scoffs immediately, shaking his head.]
That is entirely unnecessary. [And, more to Chal than anything:] It was bad enough when others could not hear you. You need to learn to hold your tongue.
[Chal seems uncowed, really--he just whines. "But young master........." because gushing about Leon is one of his favorite hobbies.]
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C'mon! It's really cute and definitely not unnecessary! You should indulge him a little. What could it hurt?
[WHINE WHINE WHINY SWORDS ANONYMOUS.
Clearly Kashuu's never read If You Give A Mouse A Cookie...]
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I should have known you would not understand my position.
[BEING A SWORD WHO PRAISES HIS MASTER TOO MUCH AS WELL........ Kashuu and Chal are two peas in a pod.]
I have no intentions of indulging him unnecessarily.
[Which is...why he takes Chal to the hot springs when he asks, or describes for him how foods taste painstakingly, or takes such careful care of him--
Leon indulges in Chal all the time which is why Chal is wisely remaining silent this time, aside from a hum that sounds more amused than anything.]
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