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Who: Everyone ever.
When: ooc: 10/30 to 11/04 ; ic: 09/26 to 09/28
Where: Cerealia - all five districts.
What: Clowns, Murder, Outrage and One Direction. Happy Halloween :D
Rating/Warning: PG-13 to R. [ image within includes brief flash of scary clowns, scroll down quickly if you don't want to see it! ]
When: ooc: 10/30 to 11/04 ; ic: 09/26 to 09/28
Where: Cerealia - all five districts.
What: Clowns, Murder, Outrage and One Direction. Happy Halloween :D
Rating/Warning: PG-13 to R. [ image within includes brief flash of scary clowns, scroll down quickly if you don't want to see it! ]
//event004.EXE
![]() It's morning when the lights go out completely. Not a single one remains on except the glow of the device and whatever flashlights anyone bothered to stock up on. However, a single hologram in the Shopping District broadcasts along a billboard for a Very Important Announcement. After that, you hear a song so tender and beautiful that it must have been composed by angels at the dawn of time. "Baby, you light up my world like nobody else. The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed… " When you go outside to investigate, a friendly clown will be inside a stolen(?) ice cream truck, looking to get all your attention before he talks through the speaker on the truck.
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Welcome to CEREALIA's fourth official event. For your convenience, we have compiled an OOC post explaining the event in greater detail. Feel free to ask questions there if you have anymore lingering concerns or inquiries. |
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[SO THERE.
That's just...practically never. Ah.
......... but yeah it's pretty unfamiliar. Not as foreign as it could be (they could be Shinsengumi samurai hahaha), but... you know.]
Then we'll avoid that. There's no reason to be uncomfortable. [Except that Sousei is stiff enough to still pick things that are if they're not flashy.]
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[Sousei's a workaholic and Tenka knows this fact so well. He never grew out of it. Poor thing.
Except he's just going to keep wandering now... and look for things without buttons.
And aren't too tight.
And can be easily washed.
A yukata, he's basically looking for a modern equivalent of a yukata. Send help.
Though he is going to pull out some frilly, hideous, inevitably pink thing to show Sousei and with a smile-]
You should get this though.
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[It's said immediately. He barely even gives the thing a glance before he's walking right on by.
NO.]
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And his next pick?
Tiger print.]
This, then!
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Enough.
[HUFF]
Focus on your own choices.
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And now Tenka's totally laughing.]
I'm getting it for you. You should wear it. Don't be ungrateful about your gifts, Sousei.
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Don't even think about it!
[WHY ARE YOU EVEN HIS PARTNER]
Now stop wasting time! [but mostly stop embarrassing him.]
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[He sounds super proud of himself.
But at least now he seems to be wandering off to go take care of his own fashion choices....
Though five minutes later, he's already yelling from across the store-]
Soouuuuseeeiiii!!!
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Sousei has been finally getting a look at what their choices look like (the non-ridiculous ones), and he's not exactly happy to be interrupted, but...at the very least, he goes to see what Tenka needs.
With a cheery--]
Stop yelling. We're in a shop. [it's rude.]
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[Hence why he's not really concerned about being rude. Because the shopkeeper is probably some android that may be used to kill them in the future.
Except honestly he's just holding onto a sweater, which is inevitably really big and really soft because this is Tenka we're talking about. And he's going to point out the price tag to Sousei.]
Is this a lot?
[For a sweater.
Yeah, partner, be his price checker.]
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And yet Sousei can't help but look at the price tag as it's held out to him, even as he's not particularly amused to be used as Tenka's price checker.
This is his life now. This is how it is.]
... [When he compares it to how much money they have, the answer is--] ...No. It seems to be affordable, anyway.
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[Yeah, this is your life now, Sousei. But at least Tenka looks happy. And now he's turning back to the rack and quite certainly:]
I'm gonna buy about five of them.
[of the
same sweater
i
ok, tenka]
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But Sousei is not Tenka's mom.
So you know what.
HE DOESN'T CARE. Instead he turns on his heel to find clothing for himself hopefully without Tenka's interference this time.]
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Except honestly Tenka is continuing to wander around for a bit but eventually he'll inevitably run across Sousei again and-]
Why do Western people enjoy tight pants so much?
[he sounds very sad about this]
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He just blinks, and then directs Tenka towards a rack of slacks.]
You won't find anything like what you're currently wearing.
[So deal with it.]
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Though now he's grumbling.]
So they keep our katanas but not our clothes? This place makes no sense.
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[He'll admit that much.]
I still don't know why they didn't use guns.
[They could have filled them with holes rather quickly, admittedly.]
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[As far as he's concerned anyway.]
It's still just bizarre. The Pleasure District isn't Western either.
[ . . . he was just walking by]
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he's ellipses-ing so hard at you right now.]
...Is that so.
[uh.
...ok.]
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[GOD, SOUSEI
CAN YOU STOP JUDGING HIM FOR SOMETHING HE HASN'T EVEN DONE (YET)]
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... So it would seem.
[now he might just be messing with Tenka, though, sounding so doubtful.]
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[RUDE AS HELL]
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There's no need to be so defensive. I didn't say anything about your activities.
[activities. heh.]
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[what do you know of pleasure anyway]
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[you walked right into that one.]
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