Bright lights! An abundance of color! A cacophony of laughter and delighted (?) shrieks! Welcome, everyone, to the carnival! Enough of those nonsense protein shakes and that hoity-toity recycling; it's time to let loose, have some fun, and live a little! No judgment will be allowed today, not when everyone’s dressed up in ridiculous costumes and eating those unnecessarily huge turkey legs (it... is turkey, right?). For you see, CERES has invited the Traveling Circus of Tjghsldiwk (they hail from a different planet, but here's a hint: the h is silent) to bring some joy to the colonists. This is a safe place to let your inner wild child out, really. Definitely safe. Promise.
Yet for those who are a little less easily convinced to follow the sounds of laughter and amusement (bless your sensible hearts), they will find themselves grabbed and forcibly dragged by a pair of friendly souls in matching costumes. Everyone should be able to enjoy the festivities, don’t you think? Can’t have them missing out on all this jolly good, innocent fun!
The Public Announcement System crackles with... well, a fit of coughing first. But then a gravelly voice speaks! It seems the ringmaster has an announcement for you all. What joyous news can he bring?  Listen... I know that we’re supposed to keep these idiots entertained for at least another day or two but the machinery’s starting to complain. I think I heard the gates of the petting zoo groan – they’re on their last legs.
... Wait, this isn’t the direct line
Oh.
Ohohoho!! Have a great time, everyone! Everything is perfectly fine!
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PHASE I [ 11 00 ] Come one, come all!! There’s quite a large amount of people here, isn’t there? You’ll find yourself tugged this way and that – up until you get dragged right into a changing booth. The helpful attendant meets you with a worryingly large grin – how is her face not breaking? – before pushing you right through the curtain. Then you’ll be given your choice of one of these lovely garments to change into. Look, one of them has to match your skintone, right? Don’t be picky about it! You also have... 90 seconds to figure out how to wear it before you’re tossed out into the middle of the crowd again. Have a good festival!
If you’re not willing to put on the outfits though, that’s fine. Instead, they’ll top you off with a cape and crown, shoving you out onto a... stage? Your adoring public cheers for you, yells your name, and throws confetti in your honor! Then a jester appears again, announcing your grand title:
The Ugliest in All of Cerealia.
Don't worry, that's just your introduction to the carnival; enjoy the rest of your time here! (They may or may not have given you back your clothing.)
PHASE II [ 1600 ] Do you hear that? Cymbals crashing together, trumpets blaring off-tune, the march of absurdly tired feet – a parade is coming! Best move off to the side before an acrobat quite literally tumbles into you. If you are an unfortunate casualty, they’ll actually just start to fall asleep on you because they’re tired… so very, very tired.
Yet the parade continues to march on without them and you can let yourself be distracted by the impressive jumping around and festive partygoers (who seem to be joining in the parade as they please, in various states of undress). But be wary. Distraction will only make you easier prey for the very hungry caterpillar that’s coming up the street next. Run if you can, but it has so very many legs and it’s coming after you.
For those unable to make it away from the caterpillar, they will find themselves gulped right into its gross, drooling mouth – and about five minutes later, they’ll be released out again onto the streets covered in a pink slime. It looks like you won't be able to free yourself from the stuff, so hopefully you can find a friend to get some help! Or one of the strangers around you? Unfortunately, when a kind soul finally comes by to pull you out of the slime, they’ll find that the outside of the gunk is not only immensely sticky but also slippery. If they're not careful, you'll both end up stuck to the gunk together.
You both better get out of that stuff quick because once someone joins you, the slime starts to move. Quick and gooey, it'll pull you and the hapless soul with you down the street at a much too quick pace. Hopefully you won't slide into too many people as you skid your way through the streets of the Entertainment District like some sort of demented Katamari Ball. This is why you should never trust giant bugs!
PHASE III [ xxxx ] In a smaller booth, toward the outskirts of the carnival, some may find a familiar face manning a quiet little shack on her own. Although those who have been in the colony long enough may have first encountered her as an 8-bit version of herself, Aria the fortune-teller is now back and more than willing to drag unsuspecting people into her hands again. Once you step into her stall, she takes one long look at you before sliding over a fortune cookie and a mask. What do you mean you didn’t ask for a mask? That's too bad, because it's yours now. She won't say anything more than that, giving nothing more than a quiet dismissal with a hand and an enigmatic smile to match.
When you step back outside, you’ll find that you just can’t get rid of the mask. If you toss it into a trash bin, it’ll be right back in your pocket. Throw it at a friend? It’ll be in your hand in the next second. Throw it away enough times and it’ll suddenly plant itself on your face -- which leads to all the alien carnival goers in the nearby vicinity suddenly going still with fear before moving to get as far away from you as quickly as possible. Well... you seem to be able to take it off for now if you still want to enjoy the carnival. It just won't go away, and every time you try to throw it away, it'll attach itself to your face. Might as well just keep it.
But... still, it's strange how none of the aliens running the carnival will look you in the eye now, isn't it?
PHASE IV [ 1200 ] For those who aren’t interested in dealing with the abundance of people, there’s also an assortment of critters gathered around for the petting zoo! They all seem to follow a general theme… kind of. That might be floppy ears and a tail if you... squint. The alien staff is right there and quick to ask you not to worry, they're perfectly harmless -- they don't eat humans! It would be bad for their diet, so feel free to pet them, if you can gather enough courage to do so.
Unfortunately, it seems as though this part of the circus was not put together very well; the rickety fences and cages don't really seem to do much against these giant...creatures. Towards the end of the circus' time here, it looks like those cages will start breaking down more and more, too.
The animals rattle the makeshift fences of the petting zoo, until finally, the fences just... collapse. Oops. The ground shakes as the animals stomp and immediately move to break out of their little ring. Well, would you look at that? You’ve apparently found yourself in the middle of a little stampede -- and those warnings about these animals not eating humans doesn't seem to hold much weight when now they're looking at you -- and they look pretty hungry.
BONUS [ why o'clock ] Left and right, there are voices shouting for your attention. "Hey pretty young miss!" or "Excuse me, you stud!" or "Look at this, jackass!" – that said, aliens think that you all manage to look the same, so who knows if they’re yelling at you in particular – and they’re all daring you to come and try your hand at their carnival game.
It’s run of the mill stuff: shooting games, tests of strength, and knocking down a couple of milk bottles. You might actually be doing well! Or... you might be embarrassing yourself in front of whatever cute person you’re trying to impress! But regardless, in the last allotted ten seconds of your game, no matter what, you’ll find your point score plummeting right into the negatives. Did you get a bullseye? What do you know, that’s now worth -1000 points! You missed? -5000 points.
The stall assistant seems to be having a grand old time, laughing at your pain and when the clock finally runs out, they'll give you a large grin. "Look at that score! Well, you know what that means, don’t you? Now, we win you!" With that, metallic tentacles suddenly sprout from the booth itself, looking to capture you and whoever you’re with. Welcome to the carnival, now you're one of the prizes. And it seems you'll be here for quite some time. That is, of course, unless someone can win you back from these really horribly rigged games.
Looks like you'd better get comfortable hanging motionless from a display, like an oversized stuffed animal. You'll be here for a while.
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Hajime Ichinose | OTA
Oh, you're giving this to me? Nice! [Hajime doesn't seem mad at all they're taking her clothes and exchanging them with the yellow bellydancer costume, though she does make sure to snag her Note. All in all... she's a bit short for what the costume wants to evoke, but on the other hand, she certainly has the curves for it...
Definitely not the sultry demeanor though. She's as chipper as ever, and when she catches you staring, she waves you down whether she knows you or not] Ya-ho! Are you having fun yet?
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So many elephants... don't they have any giraffes?
[Hajime's petting zoo complaints will have to wait though, as there's a loud crash as the gate nearby breaks down.]
Oh no! Big trouble! [Which... she runs straight towards, holding some kind of notebook above her head... and in a flash of light, she transforms]
Biiiiird go!
[That's... that's some kind of pink helmet warrior with a giant pair of scissors jumping towards the elephants]
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Hmmmmmmppphh.....
[For people who've seen how chipper and upbeat Hajime usually is, they might be surprised how she appears to be quite firmly pouting as she dangles from the stall ceiling above a ring toss game, her cheeks puffed out like baked mochi. Arms tied by her sides, she can't do much - but when she sees you consider the game - or maybe just staring at her plight? - she starts kicking her legs]
Heeeeeey, hey! You should come help me down from here! This has been a real bummer up here!
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[The jury was out on if Hiro was simply playing along or if he was that oblivious to her plea. Either way, he happily pumps his fist as he'd never turn down helping a cute face!]
Relax! A Hiro has arrived to save the day! I'll smash through everything they throw at me!
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Well, they might get kind of mad if you smash anything! They're real sticklers about rules!
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[Certainly, he wouldn't want to let his actions get other people in danger.]
Guess I'll have to play by those rules for now. So how did you get up there?
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[Sure, it LOOKED like an ordinary ring toss game right now, but not for long once he started playing]
And when I ended up with negative five hundred forty-four thousand two hundred ninety-three points they said I'd lost so much that they'd won me!
[She's pouting again]
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[For now, Hiro was going to play it safe and decide to grab one of the rings and toss it into the pole. Before the ring lands onto the pole... An unexpected thing happens.
A series of spikes bursts out from the pole to knock away the ring.]
W-Whoa! What the hell?! That fits one of the things you said!
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phase 1!!
A-ah, I am not entirely sure yet. What about yourself?
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Hmm, I think so! It's pretty exciting, right? A carnival, with aliens!
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I suppose putting it like that, even if one should be very careful. [Out of experience, some things haven't ended well...BUT YOU KNOW, PARTY.]
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I guess, since it is a carnival. What's your favourite thing about a carnival?
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[ She's curious, and that much is evident in her tone. Right now, it feels a little similar to how the prom was just a few weeks back. Did... ViVid want them to dress the part again? ]
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[She does a twirl, showing off - yup, she's enjoying the costume change, even if it was forced]
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This outfit isn't something that fits me at all. I can't say that isn't easy to move around in--however, don't you think that it's also a little-- much?
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H... Hajime-san! Is that you?! [A beat.]
I - I will do anything to help you!!
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Do you think you could win at this? It seems I'm a prize now!
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A- a prize?! How could this have happened? ...But, please do not worry, I would win any game for your sake, Hajime-san!
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I'm not really sure myself! [It was pretty unfair] I thought I was doing pretty well but when they tallied the final points... apparently I did so bad I owed them a prize!
[She grins - loving the enthusiasm]
Thanks, Lee!
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iv;
[ Nonon is.. a little nonplussed about this whole petting zoo deal actually. She came out to have a good time and honestly she's feeling so pissed off right now by anything and everything. She just happened to be following after Hajime in line or something, her arms crossed over her chest when she gets to witness the gates crashing down and the "animals" being let loose.
Oh, and then getting to see Hajime transform and pull out scissors that would make Iori's pants tighten. ]
What the hell?!
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[Especially... that one. You know the one.
The one that's turning to charge towards them, multiple trunks braying]
Ah, don't worry about me! You should get somewhere safe, okay?
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Like hell I will!
[ She would only need to touch the stars on her hat to transform her uniform, but for the moment she's holding back. Clearly the other girl already has some kind of Goku Uniform she's using, and Nonon wants to see more. ]
If you don't stop it I will!
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[Which would be easier to do if the other girl had ran away but... oh well.]
Balles Pastels!
[She held out her hands and multi-colored missiles - chalk? - leaving brightly colored trails shot from them towards the charging creature, hitting it with loud, colorful explosions that also put up an obscuring smokescreen. Dashing in, deftly dodging the swinging trunks on her wheeled heels, Hajime threw down several layers of large, brightly decorated masking tape over one of its feet, pinning it momentarily to the ground - enough to send it careening off course to one side before tearing free so at least it didn't continue it's charge straight at Nonon]
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