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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!

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Oh! Then, that means I'm a professional on crablettes. [When did this happen? Not that she minds- surely nobody can be as passionate about crablettes as she.

When Jade indicates that he recognizes her, though, Sophie beams happily.]

You remember me! I'm glad.

[ Naegi was...pretty much going for water. Though he did reach over for an alcoholic drink...!!! Only to take the little umbrella from it and put it in his drink. No funny business here.

...Although that was a little dumb. Either way, he might have finally noticed intense Yakuza staring, even if it was at the drinks rather than him. ]

...Do you like the umbrellas, Pekoyama-san...?

[ Hazarding a super dumb guess... ]

[ Thanatos shifts in her head; she gets the feeling he's uncomfortable... she understands. ]

Well, there's a lot of people. [ like, a lot ] Maybe it'll wither down to two or three layers after an hour so.

[ It's a pretty good-looking cake... hmm. ] Would you like to try it?

[All the couples out there dancing kind of make him wish he'd have the courage to dance as well, more specifically, dance with the girl he loves. Though sadly, he probably wouldn't be able to work up the courage to do that so he also hangs to the wall like a wall flower, observing the people as opposed to socializing with the masses. It's already pretty overwhelming for him.

Though the young woman he sees -- he can recognize that mask, that look of melancholy and loneliness. Takes one to know one or something like that.]

It's been quite festive tonight, wouldn't you agree, Miss?

[He's usually not one to spark up a conversation, but he felt it might have been the right thing to do. If not, she'll probably ignore him and walk off or politely decline the conversation. All of those are fine to Hubert. It's not like he's here to make friends.]

[He's quite tall but Naoki will give it his very best shot despite that hurdle. If anything, it'll be an interesting experience-- When Kousetsu bows, Naoki's chuckling before he bows to him in turn.]

Thank you for letting me help. [He could've just as easily refused, after all. Naoki scans the edge of the dance floor for a nice clear space, hand propped on his hip.] And hopefully it'll be fun, too.

It appears a young woman is hosting this gathering, though it likely also coincides with the festivities known as 'Christmas' in which people are expected to be merry and cheerful. In other words, this party is almost like a social obligation.

[An expected answer from someone who is a buzzkill. At least he's dressed nicely in a suit and tie, but nothing to overwhelmingly fancy. Just enough to meet the criteria of the party.]

[......flynn isn't sure whether to laugh or to cry at the music now gracing the party. ugh. each song sounds worse and less appropriate than the rest AND HE'S PRETTY SURE THERE ARE CHILDREN HERE THIS IS NOT ACCEPTABLE. a hunt for the one in charge of the colorful music selection leads to a pleasant surprise: one idiot best friend behind the selections.

somehow he isn't surprised. he wants to be, he wishes he could be, but yuri getting involved in stupid situations like this is like breathing air or adding paprika to strawberry shortcake aka it's normal and to be expected. a sigh comes as he approaches after that last horrific choice.]

Do I even want to know how you ended up doing this?

[ Someone he recognizes...! Even if it's...crazy animal guy. But Naegi wants to try to get to know these sequel people, especially after Hinata's explanation, confusing and strange as it was.

Also, he's just naturally friendly. ]

Tanaka-san...I like your scarf. Do you like space a lot...? [ Hi, Tanaka. Naegi is looking a little less suave since he just kind of rented a random plain suit and apparently decided to keep on his red sneakers, questionably enough. ]

[Thanks to Zara's instruction, Peko's actually been doing fairly well for herself at the ball. Super High School Level Ballroom Dancer she is not, but she can at least not embarrass herself (and her instructor) at the party. She's taking a bit of a break from the general crowd, getting some air closer to the gardens, when she notices the small animal.

That's.

Fluffy.

There's a fluffy animal. Where's Gundam Tanaka, the SHSL Animal Breeder really should be here for this... But a quick glance around doesn't reveal her nerd of a classmate, so it's up to her...

A little warily, Peko crouches down near the animal and gives it a cautious poke. Is. Is it dead? (Is it weird to pet it if it's dead??)]

[ Oooh, a charming fellow. Why the heck not. She takes the offered hand. ]

Then, the lady would love a dance.

[ She probably doesn't have two left feet? Minako's quick to follow. ]

[He's not exactly the tallest blade of the bunch, but he's still pretty sturdy, and he works as a decent support where necessary. He'll lean back against Souji in turn, lending his strength for as long as it's needed.]

...I heard.

[It had been bizarre, surreal, but not surprising. Even though Yamato was the one by Souji's side through that ordeal, he hadn't been unaware of the deterioration of his master's body.

But he's already delved into such deep and painfully exhausting emotions tonight that he takes this as an opportunity to give himself a break, and to get something important out of the way at the same time.]

Hey... Yamato's not here right now. [Yamato no Kami Yasusada, but Kashuu assumes Souji will probably understand who he's talking about right away.] He's not here, but he was there with you when I couldn't be, y'know? In our world, anyway.

[Had he been jealous? A little, maybe - maybe more than a little if he gave himself the time to dwell, but he had focused instead on moving forward and on patching that hole with the affection of as many people as he could get it from. He's not dwelling on that now, though; he's just... well, he's actually not sure what he's doing, honestly. Giving Souji a heads up? Trying to make things easier for both of them when Yamato inevitably shows? (And as far as he's concerned, it's a definite inevitability). Maybe it's just selfishness, and he'll be trying to grab Souji's attention back with equal selfishness in the next second. He's still too frazzled to be able to walk in a metaphorically straight line.]

[Seriously, watching him struggle is so much fun. If only he had his phone to take pictures with (or friends to send them to). Either way, once he's close enough, he raises his sword higher than he had before. There's nothing even subtly threatening about it—his sword is too close, way too close...! Is he doing this on purpose?!

(Of course he is, there's no question about it.)

Except when his sword comes down, it's on the tree's branches, not Gintoki. It would be more fun to watch him suffer, truthfully, but he also doesn't want to risk becoming one with the trees, either. It would be better not to stick around longer than he has to, that's for sure.

Is he really going to let him down, though? He's not quite free yet.]

Yes, Merry Christmas.

[Hubert just as a glass of punch, but he raises it, meeting her sarcasm. It's kind of nice to be around someone who likely has the same views on this holiday as him. Then again, it's still all new to him, however just very... unnecessary.]

[ Out of place? Ah. ]

You don't like crowds? Maybe some fresh air can help.

[Yurlungur's preening and Naoki's...]

... I think I'd want to meet the friend that he reminds you of.

[It sounds like it'd be an experience. But his head tips lightly at the question.] It's been two months and a little bit, about.

[ HE DOESN'T KNOW THIS ONE, YUYUKO...Naegi looks completely startled to have someone bursting into song beside him, but will laugh a little awkwardly. ]

Is this a favorite of yours, then...?

So looking cute makes things taste better? [That... sounds legit? Maybe? Oh, but the snake soon catches her attention.]

That's a pretty snake! Is he yours?

Ready! [Says the fox as they start moving.

His steps are awkward and hesitant at first, trying to follow his partner as they go, but...well, his footwork is pretty good despite the lack of dance experience, and it doesn't take too long for him to ease into the motions.]

He is a very fast learner, isn't he? He may have the skill of ten - no, a hundred dancers!

[And then Naki missteps.]

[There's no real trace of emotion of Hubert's face, but he's not offended by the girl's singing at all. In fact when she apologizes, he feels the need to actually attempt to say something nice.]

There's no need for apology. I felt that your voice was quite nice.

[It's curt, but it's honest despite the fact that it seemed that he had to force himself to say it. Rather, there's a formality to his voice as if he's purposely keeping a distance emotionally.]

A sample plate? Well, I don't mind one...it's a little hard to pick with all these options, admittedly.

[ Naegi is 100% less elegant, having picked a rather plain suit paired with...red sneakers. Good job, Naegi. But he looks amiable enough? ]

Eh, it doesn't matter.

[Cliff shrugged it off, letting himself be led toward the rest of the party by the petite young woman.] I'm just wondering who the heck even uses that term anymore. I thought only teenagers used it.

[Souji draws in a deep breath and slowly lets it out, managing somehow not to choke on it too badly. That's right. Being owned... He knows. Belonging to someone is safety, is a way of making sure that no matter where you are and what you've lost, you always know where your home is. But he also knows that not everyone thinks like he does, and it's not good to assume that kind of thing about others.

But this... this is fine. It's going to work out.]

Then we do whatever he wants, and respect his wishes regardless of what they are. After all, being someone else's can be... good, provided it's what you choose for yourself.

[And doesn't he know it.

It feels good to know the worst of the tension has passed, and they can slowly return to some sense of normality - as much as that meant, in this place. He laughs, and this time it's full and light at the same time, sheer mirth and enjoyment in the sensation.]

I had a bit of a run-in with him too. He's... suspicious of me, and I understand why, but I think I managed to calm him down a bit. I don't know how it was in your world, but his old master is a friend of mine - even if I've tried to kill him a couple of times. So I hope him and I can be friends too, one day.

[ He's approaching mostly because she looks terrified, honestly. Naegi wants to Help...especially when he hears the muttering. ]

Miss...? Do you need me to get you a glass of water, maybe?

[ Shame he's sort of... dead? Not dead. ]

He's from France, an exchange student at my school. Very kind and very enthusiastic. [ And probably the cutest weaboo I MEAN ] Two months? That's quite a while. Was it hard adjusting here at first?

Ah, you remembered me. Lovely. [Wow did the boys not have their own slumber party where they gossiped about all the cute girls? Rude.]

It has been pleasant enough so far. I must admit that I'm rather impressed- it seems most people at least made an effort in cleaning themselves up for the occasion. [Golden YOU TRIED star for the population of Cerealia? Apparently Maribelle was worried people would be showing up in jeans or something.]

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