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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!

Comments

phase iii

[beaconed]

If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're avoiding the point of a winter ball.

[ Jaune, who's unaware of her circumstances yet, offers his crimefighting buddy a hand to take anyway. Really, he assumes she's just being shy about tonight. ]

[good_ideas]

[Shiho. Shy. As far as she's concerned, that never happens.

She folds her arms tighter. It was one thing to accidentally read the memories of some random person, but friends (kind of, maybe) were an entirely different matter.

She arches an eyebrow and looks at his hand.]

You mean the point isn't to come here, look pretty and eat all their food?

[And get attacked by trees and monsters??]

[beaconed]

Most people can do that on any day, but wouldn't you rather dance at least once? I've been told I'm good at it, you know. [ He actually is. ]

[good_ideas]

[.........she doesn't want to make him feel bad about being good at dancing. He needs all the confidence he can get. But she also doesn't want to deal with the possibility of reading him and finding out that he wasn't what he seemed at all.

Or worse yet, finding out that he was as sincere and honest as he seemed.

So she makes absolutely no move to take his hand.]

Not really.

[beaconed]

W-Why not? What in the world could keep you from trying at least once?

[ ...Maybe she's bad at it. AW, SHIHO... ]

[good_ideas]

The fact that you don't know what you're saying and who you're asking.

[And it doesn't help that she's being cryptic.]

[beaconed]

You're Detective Shiho Sannomiya and I'm saying that dressing up for a dance party and then refusing to dance is just depressing.

Is it me..? I can help you find another partner!

[good_ideas]

[Well, the whole being called Detective bit does mollify her somewhat.]

It's not you.

[Pauses...]

Well, it kind of is. But you don't have to find someone else. It makes no difference who it is. [Except that she'd been dancing earlier with Kaoru...hopefully Jaune hadn't seen that.]

[beaconed]

[ He lowers himself a little on her level and whispers: ]

Shiho... Has this something to do with the whole... "school for wizards" thing? 'Cause I'm pretty sure that was code word for something else.

[ But to what? He has no idea. ]

[good_ideas]

[Sometimes she wonders if it was really okay for him to just believe everything people said. At other times, she was thankful for the fact that he believed without thinking about it.]

You can be pretty sharp, huh.

[She shrugs, almost as if this weren't all that important.]

Yeah, I guess it does have something to do with that.

[beaconed]

And you can't tell me why?

[ Is she part of a cult that forbids dancing?? His imagination is still way off, it seems. ]

[good_ideas]

I can't because it's classified. [Besides, the whole wizards thing was pretty close to the truth once you replaced "wizards" with "espers".]

Besides, who knows? You might change your mind once you know why I can't dance.

[beaconed]

That isn't true. An Arc never goes back on his word.

But we all have our secrets, too, so... I-I'm not gonna bother you about it.

[good_ideas]

Continued here.