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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.

I » PRE~~GAME~~-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 too ~~violent~~ excited 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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[WAIT, FIRST HE'S GOTTA GUSH ABOUT HOW CUTE CHAL IS.]

You're so sweet! I'll help spread the word when we're all done, 'kay? [Embarrassing Leon: The Sword Story.

As for that:] Mm, if any are left, they should be over near the supply shed.

Don't you dare.

[THIS HAS TO BE ADDRESSED FIRST, HE'S CONCERNED.]

I won't tolerate or allow it!

[Don't tell people he helped out, that would be so embarrassing... his tsun heart might give in.

So then he's stalking over to the supply shed, irritated and fussy, like a bristling cat.]

[Trotting along after him like an irritating pomeranian...]

What's so bad about it, huh? You should let him praise you more openly! [Gesturing toward Chal!!] Haruji lets me do that all the time even though he gets so embarrassed that he turns red all the way to his ears. Even then, I just tell him he's extra cute!

[KASHUU IS A MENACE.]

[See, Kashuu says that, but he doesn't know... he doesn't know how Chal gets.

Leon knows how Chal is though... Leon's heard enough SASUGA BOCCHAAAANs to last him his entire life. So he scoffs immediately, shaking his head.]

That is entirely unnecessary. [And, more to Chal than anything:] It was bad enough when others could not hear you. You need to learn to hold your tongue.

[Chal seems uncowed, really--he just whines. "But young master........." because gushing about Leon is one of his favorite hobbies.]

[OKAY BUT SEE as far as Kashuu is concerned, all the SASUGA BOCCHAAAAAANs in the world might still not be enough to properly denote someone's admiration and appreciation!! So Chal clearly just needs to keep on keeping on.]

C'mon! It's really cute and definitely not unnecessary! You should indulge him a little. What could it hurt?

[WHINE WHINE WHINY SWORDS ANONYMOUS.

Clearly Kashuu's never read If You Give A Mouse A Cookie...]

[Yeah.... yeah Leon's not surprised by this at all somehow--he just scoffs at that, shaking his head.]

I should have known you would not understand my position.

[BEING A SWORD WHO PRAISES HIS MASTER TOO MUCH AS WELL........ Kashuu and Chal are two peas in a pod.]

I have no intentions of indulging him unnecessarily.

[Which is...why he takes Chal to the hot springs when he asks, or describes for him how foods taste painstakingly, or takes such careful care of him--

Leon indulges in Chal all the time which is why Chal is wisely remaining silent this time, aside from a hum that sounds more amused than anything.]

[Kashuu probably even recognizes that vaguely amused hum, honestly... CLEARLY LEON IS A GOOD MASTER, even though Kashuu might be biased already through Leon's own merits and Chal's enthusiastic vouching of him.]

Hey, you don't understand ours either! There's nothing better than being able to compliment your master when he's done something impressive or good or nice.

[Or anything, really. Any occasion is a good occasion for SASUGA BOCCHANs.]

Is it embarrassing to you or something?

[Kashuu pls..... why are you so doting. Why are swords so doting?? He doesn't get it at all. Of course it's embarrassing, Leon doesn't know how to handle it ever, especially when other people witness Chal being Chal.

Of course it's embarrassing.]

It is unnecessary!

[And also embarrassing.]

It is not as though I require Chal's validation when I do something properly!

[Any...more............. it was a different matter entirely when he was a kid. Which is what Chal's going to point out now with a quiet, "But young master, it was different when you were--"]

Chaltier. You still talk too much.

[Oh. He'd better not.]

It's not!

[IT'S TOTALLY NECESSARY!! All the doting, so much embarrassing doting all the time, so much validation. He looks like he's going to continue arguing, but then Chal interrupts and Leon interrupts Chal and lord, they're a conversational mess, but this is honestly hilarious.]

Oooh. [THE INFURIATING, ALL-KNOWING "OH".] O-kay, I get it, I get it.

[It really is just Leon being embarrassed, ah... A prickly, prickly cactus.]

[............ Now Leon just looks suspicious at that.

THAT SURE IS AN INFURIATING, ALL-KNOWING "OH".

HE DOESN'T LIKE IT AT ALL.]

... ... ... Whatever you are thinking, it is wrong.

[That's all he has to say to that. Just. Wrong. Flat out. No possible other options. WRONG.

Now he's going to try to save his poor tattered pride by changing the subject.]

Are the fireworks this way?

[Okay but is the all-knowing "oh" better or worse than the doofy "ehehe" sort of laugh that follows.]

Sure, sure!

[SO WRONG, there there Leon, he'll allow you to keep your pride scraps by accepting the subject change.

...That's actually a good question.]

Well, the supply tent is right over there... [TROTTING ON OVER but of course there are no fireworks to be had.] I guess they took all of 'em?

[They are all equally Bad.

But Leon's going to just look around thoughtfully, poking around for said fireworks. It's pretty obvious where they were, he thinks; there are the imprints of where a box was.

But...]

They cannot have carried this large a number of fireworks far on their own.

Not unless there were more of them than we thought, or they already like, handed 'em out.

[Like explosive candy!

Which, you know. Is basically exactly what happened.]

[God dammit....]

If they've handed them out, it is going to be difficult to gather them all up again.

[That's...bad news, Kashuu.]

Maybe the rest are more responsible.

[FAT CHANCE BUT HE LIVES IN HOPE.]

Tracking 'em down at this point's probably gonna be impossible, anyway. We can't just run around the entire festival like, do you have a firework? Do you?

[FAT CHANCE INDEED.... but there's not a lot they can do now, Kashuu's right. They tried, but.... nope.....]

... I suppose we shall know either way by the end of today.

[If things blow up, they were not more responsible.

Ugh... he hates the feeling of not being successful, but this isn't super surprising now that he thinks about it. He just huffs an irritated sigh.]

Then there is no point to lingering in a place like this.

[And after he'd promised to let Chal do his little Leon cheer and everything... But hey, at least Leon's escaped that embarrassment now!]

Yeah, but we should probably stick around to patrol for a while. [...]

Will you come with me?

[SEAL YOUR FATE, LEON.]

[For now, he's safe......... but he'll at least seal his fate for something like this.]

If you insist, I suppose there is nothing better to do in a place like this.

[After all, it's a festival. Nothing to do in a festival. That'd be silly.]

[WHAT A FOOL. But good, that works out just fine for Kashuu.]

All right, let's go, let's go!

[Mercifully he won't grab Leon's arm to tug him away, but he's definitely moving to push at his shoulder like WALK FASTER, LEON!!]

We can start our patrols at the goldfish catching booth.

[He is such a fool... but not enough of a fool that that doesn't sound somewhat strange to him even so. He shrugs Kashuu away, frowning.]

Don't touch me.

[Ah, some things never change.]

Why there?

[Do you think there are fireworks there for some reason, Kashuu..... (leon u dumb)]

[Kashuu is unruffled AS USUAL. Indeed, some things never change...]

Why there? 'Cause there's plenty of water, just in case we need to put out a fire!

[Totally. 100% the legitimate reason.]

[That sounds fake but ok........]

... Hmph. Whatever. Let's just go, then.

[Leon..... Leon why do you go along with these things.]

[Why does he go along with these things.]

O-kaaay! It's right this way!

[OVER HE GOES, leading the way to the booth in question! At which point he will, of course, stand at the back of the line to wait his proper turn like a well-mannered sword. Come join him, dingus companion.]

[He's just an innocent tsun, unprepared for this life.

... But okay as soon as Kashuu starts to stand in line, then Leon's pretty sure that this is bullshit.]

... This is not a patrol, Kashuu.

[You know.

Just in case the Shinsengumi Sword somehow forgot what a patrol was.]

[Just blinking back at him SO VERY INNOCENTLY.]

It's an undercover patrol! We'll stick out like sore thumbs if we don't pretend to be regular carnival-goers.

[Clearly.

Clearly.]

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