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[poised]

Who: everyone, literally everyone
When: ooc: 04/25-04/26; ic: 12/26
Where: the Gardens
What: intro log + winter ball!
Rating/Warning: PG-13 | possibly nsfw (please let me know if you need this rating changed, or you are welcome to continue any naughty shenanigans in a private log)

//winterball.EXE Pimp My Party -- Royalty Style A few weeks prior to December 26th, an invitation went out to all whom already reside in Cerealia. In delicate, curling script, it read: You are cordially invited by Natalia L.K. Lanvaldear to a Winter Ball to be held on the Eve of December 26th in the Gardens. Dress in your best attire and enjoy a magical evening of dance and fine cuisine. What do you mean we should fuss about worlds being destroyed? Get into the holiday spirit, you scrooge! And in regards to the new-comers: whether you have been wandering Cerealia over the course of the past few days and managed to receive one of the later waves of invitations or have simply suddenly appeared in the gardens with nothing but the (hopefully…. appropriate….) clothes on your back, welcome. The gardens have been transformed through the work of slave labor condoned by royalty incredibly talented volunteers. A buffet line possibly a mile long, a sprawling dance floor with temporary wood placement to cover the grass, a lovely orchestra with scheduled interruptions of magic shows on the stage, and the entire thing lit gently with lights stretch the span of the main area of the garden. Not too far off, there are ponds and pathways that take you elsewhere into the foliage, but why would you go that way? The party’s right here! "Good evening, everyone!! Whether you are new to Tellus or old, I hope to find you in good spirits. Mind you, I do not intend to ignore the blunders of CERES nor the grave situation that new-comers have found themselves faced with. However I assure you that at this time, surrounded by these people, you are in good company. Please, dine and be merry - I believe some worlds celebrated a holiday yesterday! Get to know one another so we may strengthen our ties and stand firm against whatever this world may throw against us! Also try the salmon, it's absolutely divine. . . . How do I turn this off...? Should I just walk away?"

//SCENARIOS.EXE PHASE I [ xxxx ] Like any respectable ball, your entrance is announced as you walk right into the party! What do you mean you wanted to slip in unnoticed? That simply won’t do. Natalia managed to rope in someone – is that a Tellus native? – to do the honor of acknowledging your character as they make their debut to the ball. This guy is under strict orders to not miss a single soul. If your character doesn’t give him a name and title ahead of time, then he’ll just make something up. Think along the lines of Broseidon McSnootyname, Duke of Erectile Dysfunction-- What do you mean that’s not your name? PHASE II [ xxxx ] Absolutely no expense was spared when it came to making sure that the food here was the best that money could buy (or threats could extort). Guests can select from a menagerie of main dishes from all sorts of cultures, adorable desserts that look like woodland creatures alongside towering cakes, and even those fruity drinks with the little umbrellas on them. Pig out, you animals – but there’s also a wide selection of fine wine if your tastes and curiosities wander off in that direction…. What even is the drinking age in Tellus? Remember, folks, drink (ir)responsibly. PHASE III [ xxxx ] Well, it is a ball. If you’re interested in proper, classical styles of dance, there’s certainly an orchestra that’s dominating most of the night. One of their songs may or may not sound familiar. Spin around in your flurry of skirts and do the fairy tale thing if that’s what you came here for. Romance, or whatever. Waltz your heart out and don’t forget to point your toes! … that said, there’s also a separate sound system not too far, prepared in case the orchestra might want a break. It’s also not being watched too closely. Maybe put on something to liven up the dance floor? Or did someone ruin your fantasy by putting on something unbearably inappropriate? PHASE IV [ xxxx ] The gardens really are beautiful. Spread throughout the area and more toward the outskirts of the party, there are plenty of beautiful fountains with glittering, crystal clear water. In fact, it’s so clear that you can spot the occasional alien life form flitting through it amidst the lily pads and gently sweeping foliage. It’s so graceful, what beauty! Look at how it rises to the water and gently opens its mouth into a yawn and—tries to chomp anything within range right off with razor sharp teeth what the fuck, whatthefuck. It would appear that's not all, though. Whether you're ready to fight the creature or run screaming, you feel something slowly slide and curl around your arm or your ankle. Look on in horror as you turn your head and realize that it seems that the nearby tree has grown rather fond of you very quickly, to the extent that it will reach out and lovingly wrap its hentai tentacles around you.... Brings a whole 'nother meaning to 'tree hugger', doesn't it? BONUS [ whyo'clock ] Are you lost? Did you try to catch your breath away from the party and start to wander off despite all the cautioning not to? Or maybe you were trying to leave and took a wrong turn? Either way, you seem to have only found yourself deeper in the gardens now. Try not to breathe too deeply or… at all. If you can’t manage that though, it appears that you’ve stumbled upon the hallucinogenic plants of the garden. You start to see things that aren’t there – though whether you suddenly find yourself in a den of cougars lions or think that the person standing next to you is the biggest, cuddliest pile of adorable puppies in the world depends on the person. Hope you have a good trip, bruh. [ Remember to apply proper warnings on threads with trigger-y or inappropriate material and do let me know (through FAQ comment or PM preferably!) if your thread careens off into maiming or canoodling so I can lock the log. ]

//RUN.EXE Welcome to CEREALIA's latest intro post! This one is player-run and all the basics have been laid out for you here. Absolutely feel free to come up with your own prompts, I just attempted to set the scenery! For your convenience, I whole-heartedly welcome questions and inquiries being directed to my attention here and I'll answer them to the best of my ability! Have a ball! Enjoy!! OVERFLOW IS HERE Move over at your captcha-free leisure!

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open;

[kaihentai]

phase 1;

[A drunken man with questionable fashion sense manages to stumble into the ball, geta clacking on the ground as he wobbles. This glass-bottom boat captain has had his fair share of alcohol before the festivities. All too loudly, he exclaims:]

I feel free! Like a bird! Like some great weight has been lifted from my-

[Wait a minute.]

Ah, chest? Isn't that what it should really feel like? Instead, something else seems like it's wafting in the breeze...

[Sakamoto looks down at his torso, realizing that something is amiss.

Where did his pants go? Oh well. At least he's wearing underwear.]

[shoutai]

[Ah, is that Sakamoto? It's definitely Sakamoto. Takasugi doesn't quite feel relief, but there's something sort of reassuring about seeing a face that he doesn't have to doubt, one that he already knows how to deal with pretty easily. He doesn't even think twice about going over to say something—being aware of each other's presence was something that could benefit both of them, after all.

But upon closer inspection, he realizes that there is not just one afro in this picture, but two.

...on second thought, nevermind. He doesn't want anything to do with this. He stops midway and immediately turns to walk away.]

[kaihentai]

[Sakamoto doesn't recognize the stranger right away, after all, his clothes are different as is his gait. He moves like a creature of the night, now. A ghost that floats about, searching for its next victim, empty on the inside.

The curly-haired merchant cocks his head in Takasugi's general direction.]

Oh? Why the long face?

[And, oh-so casually:]

Is mine bigger?

[shoutai]

[...why this.

The commentary causes him to stop, at least, but he doesn't turn to look at him.]

Looks like you've forgotten something, Tatsuma.

[AND HE'S NOT TALKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU FIND IT.]

[sjokolade]

[After being in Cerealia for almost a month, almost nothing surprised the young princess anymore. Between seeing robots, meeting up with other magical people, and learning about other worlds? Something amazing was needed to top all that off!

And of course, in comes walking Sakamoto with nothing but his underwear on. Cue Anna's face being red from embarrassment!]

W-What are you doing? Go put on some pants already! We need to see anymore than we already have!

she's too pure you're a sinner

[kaihentai]

[Sakamoto isn't really in his right mind, but then again, when is he ever?]

You're the one who's looking.

I know, I'm awful ppffff

[sjokolade]

[And Anna is closing her eyes and covering her face with her hands!]

And you're the one who should put some pants on! There are a lot of people here, just put something on already!!

Re: open;

[newtimes]

( There's always that one guy at every party... Not that he minds! In fact, he just laughs very loudly, )

Gahaha! Now I know this is gonna be great now! ( Oh, but he probably... shouldn't leave this guy hanging. ) Hey, mister! I think ya're missin` something!

[kaihentai]

Not to worry, not to worry! Both balls are present and accounted for!

[He clenches his hand into an enthusiastic fist.

No, you idiot. He meant your pants.]

[newtimes]

( this is actually good news )

Yeah? That's great! ( Oh, gosh, laughing. ) But that's not it!

If ya can't guess, ya're gonna owe me a drink.

( Suddenly this is a drinking game. )

1.2

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ Katsura has been monitoring his refreshment stand, ensuring he looked professional enough for this task. Maybe he was the only one who actually came in a tux. Who knows.
Though, he definitely recognizes that puff of walking pubic hair, and his loud voice to boot.

That means-- all four of them are here now. Somebody else important was missing, though.

Katsura is weaving through the crowds of people calmly and making a beeline for his friend, muttering some apologies to people he crashes into.
Unlike Takasugi, he is the cool terrorist that is coming to his friend's aid-- ( ???? ) ]</sub>

2.2

[bakudanma]

Aaaaaah, why aren't you wearing paaaa-ants!?
<sub>[ Just reaching over and yoink Sakamoto by the ear, trying to get a good look at him at the same time. Tugtugtug!
Could this really be him? It isn't a mirage? Katsura has been messed with enough here to be left suspicious of everything. He couldn't believe it was actually Gintoki. He couldn't believe it was actually Takasugi.

WHERE THE FUCK IS ELIZABETH. ]</sub>

[kaihentai]

[Sakamoto is drawn backwards with little protest. He's used to being tossed about like some sort of rag doll, but that familiar voice...

As he turns to identify the perpetrator, his eyes widen in surprise. The very moment he stepped foot here, Sakamoto had faith, had faith that there world hadn't been destroyed entirely. Perhaps the planet was gone, but the people? This merchant's heart is far too foolish to even consider such a terrible fate. He should smile, and he does- Because he was right.]

Whoa! Zura?

[He lets out a little gasp, covering his mouth playfully.]

What's this? You're actually out past nine! And at a party, no less!

I can't believe it! Are you havin' yourself a wild night?

[Cue an atrocious brow-bounce.]

[helmets]

[ what the fuck.

it's a good thing she was chilling by the entrance when she sees sakamoto walk in, ass bare and packing heat no one needs to see. normally, she'd turn away, maybe inform security -- but look, she worked hard on these decorations and she's not gonna let this dumbass ruin the ball.

if sakamoto cares to look down, he'll find black smoke curling around his waist, congealing around his legs to form a pair of dark slacks. you're welcome.

celty meanwhile, will stare pointedly in the opposite direction. nope, nothing's amiss at all. ]

[kaihentai]

[Suddenly, Sakamoto doesn't feel quite as cold.

Having a pair of pants apparate out of thin air is peculiar, to say the least, but he's seen far weirded in his line of work. Traveling across the universe has certainly left him with an open mind. The strange woman with a helmet turns away, and while he's always been a fool, Sakamoto knows a "guilty" face when he sees one.

He is a merchant after all.

Following suit, he manages to successfully pour a drink into one of the many available glasses (with a tad of spillage). In his attempt to get her attention, he happens to trip over his two left feet, and the drink falls with him.

Onto whatever she's wearing. At least she's a shadow? Wow, what a mess.]

1/2

[helmets]

[ is he for real.

she didn't think he would know it was her and by the time he trips, it's too late for her to side step him. onto her pants the alcohol goes.

she simply stares at him, helmet tipped downwards towards him as smoke curls around her leg, the alcohol disappearing from the fabric. ]

[helmets]

[ but ok. eventually she reaches down and grabs his arm to try and pull him up, she's surprisingly strong despite her frame. once he seems a little more steady, she takes out her device and taps the screen, an automated female voice coming from the speaker. ]

Are you alright?

[axilium]

[Drunken idiots are the best.

Belph will just be gesturing towards Sakamoto, and in a loud voice not unlike the tone of the person acknowledging all of the party-goers—]

Aaaand introducing: the real entertainment of this evening!

[kaihentai]

Entertainment for the evening...

[He holds the cloth of his kimono between his fingers.]

Are you saying that I should strip?

[axilium]

... Well, there are probably kids around here, so maybe we should keep things closer to PG-13. Wouldn't want to scar anyone now!

On the other hand, if you really wanna liberate yourself, then it's not like I can stop you.

open;

[primulas]

[excuse her, she's just trying to walk through and-

oh.]

Holy shit! Stop waving that thing around you fucking perv!

[kaihentai]

It's moving?

[Worriedly, frantic:]

I'm sorry! Oh so sorry! That thing has a mind of its own!

[He's spilling his guts, unfortunately. Such is the effect of alcohol.]

[primulas]

[OH FOR FUCK SAKES.]

Shut the hell up about it! And if you throw up on me I'll gut you like the pig you are!

['cause wow he's drunk...!!]

[feytality]

...It could be worse. [HELPFUL COMMENTARY FROM A TEENAGE GIRL, who doesn't seem at all bothered by... anything... Sakatamoto is doing...]

They could be heart-shape boxers. That always happens in cartoons!

[kaihentai]

[Continued here!]