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Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear ([personal profile] poised) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-04-27 09:07 am

- « INTRO ⇢ WINTERBALL.EXE » OVERFLOW

Who: everyone, literally everyone
When: ooc: 04/25-04/26; ic: 12/26
Where: the Gardens
What: overflow of 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ why:o'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 overflow! It's a bit early but just to make sure the transition for everyone over here was captcha-free. 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 and post new intros! 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!!


niceguypose: (puzzled)

bonus round!

[personal profile] niceguypose 2015-04-28 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Rock Lee had just finished spending time with another of the dance's attendees, having switched from the cravat to a black necktie by this point in the evening, when he saw Peko out of the corner of his eye. She looked very unusual, so Lee was instantly concerned and ran to her side.]

Peko-san! Are you alright? Did something happen? [He frets at her.]
perfectstrike: (intensify | もふもふ)

[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-04-29 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
I'm-- fine.

[100% fine. Everything is fluffy and nothing could possibly go wrong here. Take Lee, for example. Those are certainly tiger ears he's sporting right now. Really, the biggest problem here is that she might hyperventilate and pass out from not being able to get enough oxygen in her excitement.]

I've never seen so much fluff...

[Peko, no one else can see what you're seeing. Don't... mind her hand creeping toward his hair.]
niceguypose: (blank)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2015-04-29 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Something seems off in a way despite her words. He stares blankly for a moment, then he tries to make sense of her words while she reaches forward?]

Fluff? I have... fluff...? Ah, do not worry, Peko-san, I will tend to it myself! [He ducks his head and tries to scratch through his hair, assuming that Peko was trying to remove some kind of ball of fuzz that had somehow gotten into his hair.]
perfectstrike: (that's--!!)

[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-04-29 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
No, stop--!

[She doesn't quite grab his arm, but she does step in and touch his arm as if to try to stop him. D-don't try to take those ears off, they are a part of you...]

Here, I will--

[And then a little forcibly, she does take his hand and try to pull it away from his head. Yes, she can pretend like there's something stuck in his hair... that's brilliant! Four for you, Peko!

Now, stay still and let her pet your hair -- er, pick fluff out of it.]
niceguypose: (drained)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2015-04-29 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[He does freeze as she interjects, and he lets her guide his hands away.]

Er... Of course! If you insist, Peko-san, I trust you to take care of my head!

[He'll lean over so that she can do what she needs to more easily. He is curious about her insistence - but perhaps this is a way of practicing her skills for the day she embarks on a 'true date'. Yes, she must be practicing that lesson he remembers hearing long ago, about always insisting to do little things for one's date. He's glad to help her with her training!]
perfectstrike: (intensify | もふもふ)

[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-05-01 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Yes...

[This isn't practice, this is deadly serious! Clearly this is something Lee needs help with, so she'll just lean up and reach as if to pluck something out of his hair. But somehow on the way there, she seems to forget that was her excuse, and instead just -- lays her hand on top of his head. And rubs it a little.]

I can... take care of it...

[Peko no don't make that face. Especially not when your fingers are curling in to start gently running through his hair.]
niceguypose: (what is going on)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2015-05-02 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
Ah... a- alright...

[Rock Lee seems very confused by this, and his face reflects this. But at the same time, it feels kind of nice to have his head scratched like this. So he stays in the same position for now and decides to let Peko do what she wants.

His eyes do flicker up towards her face for a moment, thought.]


Peko-san! Could that be... a smile?
perfectstrike: (shock)

[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-05-02 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Eh?

[Is... is she smiling?? She accidentally loses the smile once she starts thinking about it, but she doesn't stop rubbing her fingers across his head. Instead, she just lets her fingers twine into his hair a little more for better petting. It's certainly a different texture than she'd expect from fur, but she isn't complaining at all.]

Was I?
niceguypose: (drained)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2015-05-03 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
[He blinks, wondering if he really saw what he saw.]

Er... To tell the truth, I'm not sure now! I feel like I saw it... but it was so fleeting in retrospect! Just like many bittersweet memories of youth... [Still, whatever's happening with his hair is hella comfortable.]
perfectstrike: (listening)

[personal profile] perfectstrike 2015-05-09 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
Is... that so?

[Weird... But while one hand is still running through the hair on his head, the other comes up to gently touch his cheek, too, seeing if tigers are opposed to having their faces petted as well.]

What... is it like, having fur?

[Ah. Maybe this explains some things, as she seems to have forgotten her initial excuse was that there was something in his hair.]
niceguypose: (what is going on)

[personal profile] niceguypose 2015-05-09 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes. But I believe, Peko-san!

[And now he blushes nervously as his cheek is touched. Is this something that friends do often?! And he looks more confused by her question.]/small>

F-fur? I do not know what you mean, Peko-san! Unless you mean my hair, I have kept it in that fashion for almost my entire life. [He hesitantly goes on.] Did... you find what was in my hair?