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[poised]

Who: everyone, literally everyone
When: ooc: 04/25-04/26; ic: 12/26
Where: the Gardens
What: 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 [ xxxx ] 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 [ xxxx ] 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 [ xxxx ] 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 [ xxxx ] 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 [ whyo'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! 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, I just attempted to set the scenery! 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!! OVERFLOW IS HERE Move over at your captcha-free leisure!

Comments

[luckybreaks]

[ ...I can't tell if he's complimenting me or insulting me... ]

That's...that's really not the case...I'm not doing anything in particular. About Hinata-san, we're not related, but I suppose we're from the same world...?

[invisibleair]

[ Saber is going to ignore him, and try to precariously stack on one more turkey leg onto her plate! Oh no but it's pushing the mashed potatoes to the side... ]

I did not want to make too many trips and leave Rin by herself. [ She looks back to where the girl should be... but she's gone. ]

Have you seen where she went? I believe she might be unwell.

[fittedgloves]

I see. [ She'll need to go look herself sometime, when she's more prepared of course. ]

I've noticed the creatures in the pond seem to be dangerous as well. Are there any creatures like that outside of the water?

[luckybreaks]

Y...yeah, those...luckily, I had a little help when I saw them, but even so...

[ Clearly he should just stay right up on the dance floor, it's probably safer. ]

[awaken]

[ He could probably make a lot... Anyway when Yurlungur twists to look at her, Minako waves to the demon. ]

He's cute. [ demonic rainbow snakes are cute..... dont judge her. ] He kinda reminds me of an old friend.

[ a French exchange student, actually. ]

Have you been here long, Naoki?

[changeably]

[Cynbel doesn't take offense to the insult, even though he knows it's there. He's weak, compared to just about everyone here, and he knows it. As long as he doesn't end up dead, that's fine by him.]

They don't concern you, I take it. Do you intend to go out there, anyway?

[On the other hand, if Gaara's going to try to face off with the garden, he'll totally follow along to watch.]

[aerialassault]

I dunno, do you wanna piss this thing off again?

[Cliff was standing, at least. It was a start-- the problem was getting his arms untangled from the vines, but he had a few ideas in mind. At least one of them involved letting the tree drag him in so he could ram his fist in the trunk. A more practical side of his semi-drunken mind considered the possibility of just being too boring for the tree to cuddle.]

[luckybreaks]

No one I've spoken to, really. [ That's...worrying. But uh, yeah. ] That's not terribly encouraging, but...I'm sure we'll figure it out if we just keep searching for answers?

[yourfononsarewhack]

Is that so... Are you new here, or are you simply not acquainted?

[he offers a serpentine smile at the question regarding the bottle.]

It's hard to say just yet. The night is still young.

[For now, he'll settle for pouring himself a glass - after pulling the cork out with precise efficiency.]

[luckybreaks]

[ continued here ]

[fittedgloves]

[ It's doesn't at all. He's always too trusting.

She does want to know their names, but maybe another time. For now, she still has to sort out her feelings on this new information. ]

I arrived here early this morning. I've spent most of the day looking around. [ And that shouldn't be a surprise. ] I haven't put much thought into a place to stay yet. [ She was just going to choose a random room if she had to. ]

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[invisibleair]

[ Saber is REALLY UNSURE of these fast songs! She merely watches from the side-lines when she's not being pulled in by other partygoers to join them, trying to enjoy herself when she can. But eventually someone gets the orchestra under control when something more fitting for a ballroom dance, something she knows a little more about. ]

Miss Athena... [ Speaking from behind the girl, she adds a slightly more formal title to Athena's name, trying to be formal in general. She bows a little, in her sharp as hell suit with a dark blue tie, and hey, even the black bow in her hair she got as a christmas present. ] Would you care to dance?

[awaken]

Are you allergic?

[ The reaction is immediate as she opens her handbag and holds out a napkin, for the other girl to cover her nose. ]

Not really, but I wanted to look around the gardens. [ Very pretty place, but those damn trees. ] Have you just arrived, miss?

[masakados]

[When that rifle is finally completely lowered... Naoki allows himself to shift his posture, folding his arms into a more relaxed pose and tipping his head slightly. It's always difficult to anticipate what people who recognise he's not human will do...

Though, honestly, it's been a lot better here. Hmm. People brought to Cerealia certainly are unique cases.]

Nirvana?

[newtimes]

( this is actually good news )

Yeah? That's great! ( Oh, gosh, laughing. ) But that's not it!

If ya can't guess, ya're gonna owe me a drink.

( Suddenly this is a drinking game. )

[changeably]

[Normally, Cynbel would be grossed out by the shounen friendship aura leaking around Oz, but since it was to get a party going... He can let this slide.]

I'm sure everyone appreciates your efforts.

[But yes, okay, present time!! His grin widens as he goes through the package. Chocolates that he can tell from the wrapping are high-end, knitted gloves in his favorite color just in time for the cold, and—.

...The hell is this last thing? He holds up the bedazzler, confused.]

Oh, Oz, it's all very lovely... You've outdone yourself, truly! Though, I don't understand what this machine is.

[awaken]

Yeah, that's it!

[ Yes, that is a girl in a cute cocktail dress doing the Thriller dance and laughing and smiling. She is also probably humming along and just as loud. ]

You're doing great, Fuuka!

[swordsitter]

[ the uncomfortable lump is back in his throat, chest feeling squeezed too tight. he actually jumps at the touch, just keeping himself from jerking away. he feels.. off-balance, brittle around the edges. he doesn't even know why. hasn't he always said that once the war was over, once they'd won and they could go back home, he'd respect all their decisions? they're all famous blades that have belonged to some of the most influential men in history, and haru's some unremarkable kid who just happened to have a little spiritual power.

ugh, this is silly. why is he feeling like this? he suddenly straightens, taking a breath and lifting his hands from between his knees, slapping his cheeks lightly. okay! he can do this. it's no big deal.

he turns back to souji again, eyes maybe a little overbright, but solemn face serious and open again. ]

I always treat them like humans, because I love them, but the truth is that a lot of them still like to be 'owned', Okita-san. So I guess that's what I'm saying. Kashuu-kun is always, always welcome wherever I am, but if things work out so that he wants you to be his owner again, that'll be fine with me.

[ of course it will be. it's important for kashuu to get what he needs to heal.

he pats his pockets, pulling his cerevice out and--is that another okita souji? no, he can't brain this right now--finding the correct name, he swiftly taps in a short message with his address, sending it off. ]

I'll talk to everyone about a good time to have you over. I might need to ease Mutsu-kun into the idea a little..

[yourfononsarewhack]

[In Guy's absence, she's found another blonde to cling to. It must be a natural defensive maneuver.]

My, is that so? You're likely to be close friends if that so. [Considering the way Natalia is and the apparent lack of other people from their world? It does make sense.

Of course, Jade could relate to his lie if he knew of it, to an extent. He was trapped in a place for longer than a year, although it wasn't always hellish, and Natalia was only there with him for the last stretch. Either way, he's not really spilling about it.]

Ah yes... the calender. This world follows a twelve-month model, correct?

[luckybreaks]

[ At least she's here to temper that with reasonable caution and paranoia...between the two of them their judgement ought to be sound? ]

In that case, at least in the same building... [ It's a little awkward to ask but he really would like to keep tabs on the One Person He Knows, although no one has been outright unkind to him so far. Even if he's been accused of having a parasitic hair attachment and someone beat up his groceries. ] That is, would you like to choose something near where I stay? I think the apartments to either side of my pick are free.

[ He hasn't seen any immediate neighbors anyway. Naegi picked completely at random. ]

There's also another room in mine if you would prefer that, but in this situation, if it's not a bother I'd prefer to sort of be nearby. People keep telling me to be cautious because "odd things happen". [ Not that Kirigiri needs looking after as much as Naegi himself does, but call it protagonist's mother hen instincts or something. He'll feel better if he at least sort of knows where she's going back to even if she wanders off as usual during the days. ]

[shacklebreaker]

I will, worry not.

[The music seems to be winding down to a slow dance, so he adjusts the pace accordingly.]

We're not terrible as a pair of dancefloor novices after all, it seems.

[masakados]

[Naoki's moving more easily now too-- he really does like dancing, it's fun to just chat and move about like this.]

Not at all. [And, joking,] You'll have to give it a try later, though, and tell me how it goes.

[masakados]

[It's a laugh because of how cute she is okay shh.]

You'll be a great partner, [with a grin.

He'll just relax here in his chair until she's ready to go for a dance-- no need to rush when the dance floor ain't going anywhere.]


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[omurice]

[While part of the crowd seems like a social gathering, another here solely for the food, Hubert is also noticing there are many people searching. Likely searching for a friend -- Hubert has no intentions on socializing, but that also means he doesn't need to be rude. So with that in mind, he walks up to the young lady.]

Are you searching for someone, perhaps?

[psycholawgy]

Oh, good point! He already looks like one, too!