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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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I believe that I did, Neji! I have taken on so many battles... It is all a blur in my mind!
[How many innocent people has he tackled in this sumo suit.]
And I have discovered this interesting new suit. That sounds like a victory to me!
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Several. Probably.
Why.
That's about as coherent a thought process as Neji can muster at the moment, staring at Lee as if what he'd said and done wasn't so... Lee. Predictable. It's not even because he's worried (worrying around Lee was more often than not a waste of energy). Neji snorts and rolls his eyes.] I hope you didn't buy that costume.
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I do not think that I did! ...Should I have paid for it?! No, I cannot become a thief like this!!
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If you remember where you got it, we can head over to see if there's still someone around to help. [...help Lee remember what he does or does not do with his money? Yes, this is Neji Hyuga's life. Up he goes. What an adenture awaits.]
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[Seriously tho.]
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[His eyes shimmer, the tears of a bowlcut sumo wrestler.]
Would Gai-Sensei still accept me?!
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You forgot to return it. It was an accident. Whoever's in charge of those-- things should understand.
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It... it can really be that simple?! [He sniffles and glances towards his babysitter.]
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It's just that the rocket's friend, Missile, decided to join the party and lodge itself in the sumo suit's belt, sparkling aggressively but not dangerously. Yet.
So this was all on Lee because like hell Neji was ever going to reach his hand down there.
What do, champ?
>Stop?
>Drop?
>Roll?]
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[Lee does manage to notice the spark, but there's not exactly much he can do about it. His hands can't reach over the bulk of the suit towards the belt. And in fact, the whole reason he's laying here to begin with is that he hasn't been able to get up.
So, that's why he asks a very different request of Neji.]</small? Neji... Please!! I need you to kick me in the side, as hard as you can!
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Yes, he's going to go ahead and give Lee a hard kick to the side. The missile makes a crackling noise. Neji waits intently to see if he should Air Palm the devil out of it. Them. Everything.]
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Now... Now, I...!
[He starts running in a random direction, hoping to run into some source of water; but the sparks are about to fly anyway.]
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pop
zhhhhhhhhhhsttktktkt
beware Lee, that crotch is. spitting fire. Please cooperate and fall into Neji's waiting arms.]
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Nejiiii!! [Rock Lee gasps as he is tripped over and falls right towards Neji's arms. Please help him with his flaming crotch.]
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It's up to Lee to step out but Neji's going to let go and remind him to do so anyway.] Hurry up and get out of it already! --don't trip, Lee, and don't run off again.
[...Any damage there, buddy?]
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Neji! Thank you so much!! I feel well! At least, I myself, do, but...
[He frowns at the sumo suit.]
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[That the abomination's burning in front of them. It's like their own little personal campfire and Neji thinks, okay, he can definitely appreciate this turn of events.]
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I... I can't let it down!
[He runs towards the burning suit, determined to find a way to save it.]
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and Neji was pretty sure it hadn't been all that 'new', either. So long as Lee keeps his limbs away from the actual fire (mostly), Neji's again taking the laissez-faire option of dealing with this. Because that's worked out so well before.
Please don't make him have to use water release jutsu on something so stupid.]
Think of it this way: if anybody else had been wearing that thing [refusing to call it a 'suit', thanks] then they would not have gotten out of it so easily. Essentially, you've saved them the injury by donning it yourself for the night. [That's not how it works that's not how any of this works.] I believe your small transgression is more than forgiven for that fact.
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Ah...! [He is distracted by that sentiment, and he turns to Neji.] Is - is that so? Did I... and that suit... save a life tonight?!
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And then stares down a passing group of friends who are just loudly wondering why these two are simply standing around a burning sumo suit. Because Lee's a hero, apparently. Let them have this. ...why is he defending it...?] You certainly did, Lee.
[And. Well. There's a tiny smile wanting to pull at Neji's lips and he's giving up on fighting it. Nobody is around to see it, and so obviously that makes it acceptable. Of all ridiculous--] There's nothing to catch fire around it. One of us should go find water for it, anyway.