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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!

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[harepiece]

[NOW HE'S JUST LAUGHING LIKE A RUDE SHIT and holding the present out for Yata to take. It's a medium-sized, relatively flat box with red wrapping paper and a pretty white bow.]

Sorry, sorry! [Is he though.] Here, merry Christmas.

[harepiece]

[That earns her a laugh. HE'S GONNA TAKE GILBERT'S JOB AT THIS RATE.]

Just earlier today! What do you think? Am I doing a good job?

[Being attentive to the guests is actually pretty fun... Normally he's the one that other people are catering to at parties, so it's nice to be able to cater to others for a change instead. Bouncing around from person to person can get a little exhausting, but on a whole, it's been pretty fun.]

[harepiece]

I would have! ["No", says his tone...

But with a "hold on!", Oz is scooting off toward the other side of the table where the more savory foods are. Since he's been around Break in dining and party situations for a while now, he's careful to select things that he thinks his nerd grandpa comrade might like, sticking to some of the lighter fare and some of the things with fewer sauces so Break doesn't have to worry about The Fork Struggle. Not that it ever seems to be a problem.

After a minute or so, he'll come back, plate extended.]

Here!

[harepiece]

You do, too! [HECK YES they're dressed to... party, not kill. Please let there be no murder at this party he's had enough of murder at parties.]

The desserts are all really good! But if you're looking for something more filling, there are a lot of neat things called "sliders", too.

[impheired]

[They are indeed the truest heroes.]

A feast? Did...you bring seeds for them with you or something?

[demonicbookworm]

_{[It's perfectly fine! Ruca doesn't know how to do small talk either.]}

Ah, it's... not like that. I just... _{[He isn't even looking at you.]} I've never really danced before...

[psycholawgy]

It still doesn't seem like a bad idea.

[ But her smile is mischievous enough to show that she doesn't mean it. She isn't trying to pull him to where the dj is, either. ]

wild card

[soulist]

[ At some point Cyrus will be making rounds around the garden again just to make sure no one is getting attacked by trees...

Because being on tree patrol is a very dignified position. Sometimes he wonders how his life is so damn abnormal. Either way he'll come across a body of one gym leader apparently asleep by the pond?! He'll way his way over rather quickly, bending down to make sure she's not injured or anything. ]

Hey! Are you alright? [ Why is he always the one to find out this crap. What is his life, really. He'll cough into his hand a few times while nudging the young woman with his robotic hand. ] Wake up.

[spes_phthisica]

[He had worried a little bit about how his words would be received, but that worry melts away instantly as Kashuu smiles at him, as bright and beautiful as the flash of steel in the sun. Souji beams in turn, feeling warm and happy and somehow more at peace than he had been before coming here. Without even reflecting on it, he has now firmly sorted Kashuu into the 'family' category in his mind, and that means he's no longer quite as much at drift in this strange new world.

Souji really needs things to fight for.]

I'll do my best! [Suddenly letting out a playful little laugh, he pulls one of the glittering snowflake pins out of his own hair and gently attaches it to Kashuu's, where it shines like a tiny star.] There! Now it's an official promise. No taking back.

[swordsitter]

It can be kind of overwhelming sometimes, but they're family, so.. [ what can you do? ] And that's okay! You don't have to help out with it if you don't want to. We can all just talk, or you can get to know the spirits not helping out with dinner..

[ he shakes his head at the question, then pauses as if thinking better of that, then shakes his head again. ] I mean, they're dangerous, because they're all people and weapons. But they're only dangerous to enemies, so you'll be okay.

[failures]

[PLEASE GIVE HIM SOME CREDIT INABA HE'S NOT THAT TERRIBLE--okay maybe it shouldn't be put past him, but thankfully that is not his intention.

He's still not going to let her get off the hook for a lame excuse like that, though!]

You can't come to a ball and expect to not dance, y'know. S'not like we're gonna do any slow dancing.

[That's a bit much even for him.]

[demonicbookworm]

_{[Ruca stares at the plate for about a minute, before he takes it.]}

It looks great, thank you. _{[He pauses.]} And I'm sorry. _{[He feels bad that you had to go through all this trouble.]}

[oneirism]

[This is what happens when Lapis zones in on someone; she allows no escape. Especially since she's a cheating cheater who can teleport.

She simply crosses her arms as she looks up at him, not looking at all bothered by his response. Unless he gives her a good reason, she probably isn't gonna give up.]

... Not even just one dance? You never know, you might have some sort of hidden talent for dancing. [It's uncertain if she's joking or not, considering that her tone doesn't change at all.]

oh no cute...

[swordsitter]

[ it's a little bit of the first, quite a bit of the second, but mostly the third..

he hesitates, then glances to the dance floor.. then back to her.. ]

Well.. [ he doesn't.. really want to, but on the other hand, she seems nice.. ] If-- If you're sure you don't mind-- [ because haru's coordination on the dance floor is probably lacking tbh. ]

[swordboning]

Both of those count.

And I'm not telling you anything because it's not going to be anything you want to hear.

[Shaking his head.]

Are you making me dance?

[yaayaa]

It is difficult to imagine someone with so much hair...is she not in danger of tripping over it?

[An important question.]

[failures]

Y-Yeah, it happens a lot... That's what happens when your name is Larry Butz.

[Normally Larry would get super annoyed and make a comment about how it's not that funny, but he can't get that mad at girls...

It's still not that funny though.]

You...gonna be okay? You're crying, y'know.

phase i

[puerilely]

[ Dude. You can bet that anything that would wander in with a scythe of all things would have Shuu's attention. Especially at this party, since he's so!! determined!! to not let anyone ruin Natalia's fun, but even aside from that, it's just cool.. he doesn't have any particular weapon of his own, so seeing huge items of mass destruction and death is like a show and tell at the psychopath demon kindergarten.

So it takes no time at all for him to be over at her side, the grin on his face practically stretching from ear to ear. ]

Hmm..? So that's not yours? [ He already knows it's yours, Ruby.. no escape now.. ]

[uncoincidental]

[Gilbert better dust off his resume at this rate...]

You're doing great! Keep at it!

[Oh, but he'd started off this conversation with a question, hadn't he... Sheba looks out at the buffet table again.] So, in your professional opinion as a one-day butler, what do you recommend?

[psycholawgy]

[ Looks like Archer's forgotten that Athena hears things she doesn't want to hear involuntarily. But that doesn't matter. ]

I am. Do you have a problem with it? [ Because it doesn't seem like she'll be taking no for an answer. ]

[impheired]

[Perhaps surprisingly, he doesn't seem too offended by it. He's really not ashamed of what he is, and he knows better than anybody what kind of assumptions people usually make thanks to his background. Something like "dancing isn't the norm for you" is almost a compliment, compared to some things he's heard.]

It's not. It's not like we have yakuza balls or anything like that. Wedding receptions are the only time it comes up, assuming whoever's getting married wants to do that.

[It's a western thing, but it's not like it hasn't caught on over in Japan. It's not uncommon for even members of traditional families like the Kuzuryuus to have a Western style reception even if they have a more traditionally Eastern wedding.]

[codere]

Saber... [ A shame she hasn't figured out what the exact problem is. ]

[hamham]

I certainly did, however there are plenty of options for them to dine upon here as well. Their diet includes a variety of vegetables and fruits, many of which are present.

[He gestures in the direction of the buffet in a far more grand manner than strictly necessary.]

Truly, when I speak of a feast, I mean a veritable feast!

[swordboning]

I do have a problem with it but it apparently won't matter in the slightest.

[Already giving up.]

hee hee

[uncoincidental]

If I minded, I wouldn't have asked!

[And if he minds, he's free to say no... but since he's not saying no, Sheba giggles and curtsies politely before holding out her hand to him.]

Then, shall we?