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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

[newtimes]

( This is not in his vocabulary. He's going to have to ask his poor innocent teenaged master what this means later, thanks a lot. )

Hm? Maybe? If ya say so!

( Just... blindly... encourages... )

[spes_phthisica]

[The question almost makes Souji laugh, but he stops himself for the sake of his poor abused lungs.]

I've been having coughing fits since before Ikedaya - that was more than two years ago. But it's been getting worse with time.

[That... would be because it's been progressing rapidly lately, and back home he won't see the end of the next year to come.]

But it really is better here. [A bright little smile, as he tries to sound more cheerful about the whole thing.] I don't have a fever as often anymore, and my appetite is better too. It's nice to be able to eat properly. [And probably needed, skinny and wasted thing that he is.]

[bakudanma]

_{[ Katsura is with you on that when it comes to being told his planet is gone, though he was gullible enough to believe them at first. Now he doesn't know what to precisely think, but he's working on it.
As of now, Katsura hasn't seen Gintoki here at the ball.. anywhere. Or Takasugi for that matter. So he can only assume: ]}

Gintoki is at his apartment, probably sitting around and getting fat-- drinking milk from the strawberry cow in his bathtub.
Takasugi is probably out-- slashing tires or setting some robots on fire. A combination of both.

_{[ He doesn't comment on Sakamoto's response when it comes to his women type because he is absolutely right. What about a widowed granny? That's too much of a turn on. ]}

Did you settle in yet?
_{[ He can't be sure with you. ]}

[prodigism]

[ It's okay Hide. Sometimes missions fail but at least Arima notices that sudden attack. He'll manage to slice that vine in half just before it hits its mark. The thorn-ed tendril will be wriggling helpless on the ground for a few seconds more before it stops completely. Arima will be positioned right in front of the other his quinque held at his side before he turns to look back at the other. ]

You should probably return inside. [ There's an unspoken otherwise you'll get in the way in there. But the young man seems familiar for the brief moment he addresses him. He'll just slash at some vines that seem to make Hide their target now. But Arima really isn't putting forth much effort to attack. ]

Have we met somewhere before?

[invisibleair]

[ Of course neither of them have seen each other dressed as they are before, and Saber can't help but notice that the dress really does fit the other girl well. She's not quite good at complimenting people though, so she shies away from that for the moment.

Though she does find herself a little surprised to hear Peko's question in response to her own. It's still... strange for Saber to be seen as a woman by other people, given her life as a man, hiding her femininity for so long. She even married a woman, the idea of sharing a dance with a woman at a party seems only more natural than dancing with a man. So she thinks that Peko's hesitation is something else... ]

Should I ask whoever you came with if you would be allowed to dance, instead? [ ...Eep, chivalry has some strange quirks to it, that might seem outdated. ]

[faithfulflame]

Um...al-right?

[Still a little baffled, Rei moves in too, looking down at the food spread out...]

Is there a way I'm supposed to do this?

[prodigism]

[ Was he that obvious? His expression remains neutral as he looks around as well. Trying to gauge the massive amounts of people roaming around the place. Almost as if he's trying to pick out certain identifying characteristics to them. Well there's no use in denying that he had just arrived. But he doesn't seem all that turned around or worried. ]

Yes. It's not a surprise for people to randomly appear like this then?

[rollin]

Who'd attack me!? And why are you so happy?

[ He shivers not because Sheba is being scary but because HE NEEDS TO PEE. ]

[yaayaa]

A chain?

[Tilting his head. He has no idea what she means...the fox is enjoying her excitement though.]

I do not have a name of my own! I am merely a fox, here to mediate for Nakigitsune.

[rebelia]

["Us"? What "us" is he talking about?

Somewhat rigidly, IV watches the heart of the gardens where the dances are taking place. It's no lie that he does feel beat, but the perceived tenseness of the situation causes him to forget the dull ache. He barely watches the dancing figures. At last, his curiosity wins out and he throws in his own question.]

So is it just you?

[uncoincidental]

Well, you never know with this place, right? [To be fair, the trees are getting pretty touchy-feely out in the gardens.] I'm still not totally used to everything that goes on around here, but at least if there's a fight, I'll know what to do.

[Kill it with lightning, basically.

Also if Yata needs to pee that badly he should go outside and pee in a bush. There won't be any lines for that, but there sure are lines for the bathroom.]

[invisibleair]

I will try.

[ Saber, relax? Natalia how well do you know Saber by now? You should know that the knight can't do that easily. ]

I hope you will make time for a dance with me sometime this night.

[soulist]

[ Cyrus laughs, only to cough a little following the action. ]

I completely understand where you're coming from though. I'm not much of a party goer myself. But it beats the hell out of staying out here and fighting with a bunch of trees.

[ He pauses for a moment because it sounds so ridiculous when put that way. He can't believe he's actually doing this right now. ] I'm Cyrus by the way. I'm guessing you're a recent arrival as well?

[adornmental]

[LEARN TO LET IDIOTS GO, HINATA. It'll be a lot less work that way...

On the plus side, Kashuu seems perfectly capable of navigating in dim lighting without accidentally tripping his way off the side of a path and into a pond.]

Kashuu Kiyomitsu! [And then, with a lilting tone of curiosity:] These gardens are pretty big, huh?

[rebelia]

[ IV shrugs. He doesn't know what business this guy has, questioning a stranger's simple statement. It's not a big deal. ]

I'm not hungry.

[andimfine]

[ Great. He looks like he's afraid of cake..

Which isn't too far off from the true. He's just wary is all. ]

I'm not sure..and I don't think I want to find out. It just looks too nice to not be a trick..

[rebelia]

So they have time for things like that . . .

[shoutai]

[He is so done right now. There are not enough words in the English language to describe this level of doneness.

Takasugi, despite easily being the most unstable and volatile of the group, was usually not a violent man. He honestly just never had to be, not when he had so many men willing to fight for him in his place. But right now...

God. He could kill a man.

So he's going to end this before he gets a headache...

...by sending a knee to Sakamoto's crotch.]

Don't touch me. I have no interest in being such a second-rate antagonist.

[fuck off, fuck off, fuck off.]

[shacklebreaker]

[Good grief.]

I'm sure the rest of the ball will get tired of hearing the same song, Athena.

[impheired]

[Hinata, don't slick down your most defining feature!! No wonder he couldn't find you!]

[Though maybe it's better that Hinata found him, instead. He actually seems pretty happy about the fact that Hinata was looking for him too. Also the cufflinks. Those two things together are enough to actually get the smaller boy to smile. Funny how Hinata has that effect.]

Heh, was I so hard to find?

[adornmental]

[The circle is broken--

But Kashuu nods without hesitation at that, because how else could it be! That's how it works at home, anyway.]

As long as Haruji is here, yeah. [His master can act like a homing beacon or something! The person equivalent of Rudolph's red nose...!]

He'd have to be impressive for it! Some of us are pretty difficult to handle, y'know? [Like himself. He is difficult.

Haru's also kind and sweet and a number of other gushy sentimental things, but Kashuu's had more than enough of gushy sentimental things for the night. So instead of waxing poetic about how great his saniwa is (that'll probably come later), he just turns to the floor when the music finally shifts.]

Ooh, that's our cue!

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ Katsura stands and brushes himself off, cheeks tinted. Right. He doesn't look like much of a samurai in his tux that he's wearing for the evening.
Blink, blinkblink.

He's actually taking the blazer of that off to offer it to Nonon. ]</sub>

As I said, if somebody needs to be clothed, he should clothe them.

[newtimes]

Ya're kidding, right? ( He's an old fashioned sword and he'd like to have a job as much as the next sword but chopping trees like a lumberjack is not the job he wanted in his life. ) ... Call it a draw?

( This hurts his pride to suggest. )

[swordsitter]

Not these, no. I'm scared to get them dirty and the jacket feels weird and my shoes are pinching my toes.

[ he hesitates, then plucks a piece of bread off the buffet table, picking at it absently as they talk. ]

The jeans I usually wear are pretty comfortable, though. Most of my clothes are second-hand, so they're worn in really well. [ even now that haru's making decent money at home, he's still cheap.

he glances over the long buffet table with something like envy. ] So much food here.. I wonder how much is going to go to waste. [ when you come from a poor family, it's hard not to be a little uncomfortable with the excess other people have. ]

[adornmental]

Yeah! Like "moonlit flower with a waterfall of hair". [Poor sweet innocent Mary...] What kinda title is that, right?