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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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[ Glub... glub... glub...

After being pulled in, a few bubbles break the surface. Then there's an eerie silence and stillness in the water. Did he get eaten? Did he drown?

Another few seconds (it probably felt like hours) later, the silence is disrupted once more when something can be heard thrashing in the water. The end of Hotarumaru's sheath pops out and is frantically waving in the air. Hopefully Kashuu is able to grab and pull Hotarumaru to safety. He would try to swim up himself but ~~swords can't swim~~ he's too busy wrestling his blade out of the mouth of the alien fish. ]

[ Oh, don't worry, that still might come up sometime~. ]

Don't they teach you anything where you're from? That guy there, in the center, with the brass instrument and the red tie. The one who's staring at his music sheets and not looking at the conductor.

[ Okay, now she's pointing it out more. ] He isn't following the conductor's lead! If I was in charge I'd kick his ass off my orchestra if he wasn't watching me!

[Something has been bothering Romana since Nico walked through the door, like an itch she isn't quite able to scratch. She can't put her finger on it. It's like the sense that one of her citizens is here, but... weaker? Disconnected, almost. But not quite.

They say that blood is thicker than water and that you never really forget where you came from. When her eyes fall on Nico, she puts two and two together. He might have spent most of his life somewhere else, but she can tell that his roots were from her soil.

She carefully picks her way over to him, a plate of food for herself in hand, and stops short not too far away. He's awfully young to be here alone.]

...this is a pretty crowded party, huh?

[It's now Gongenzaka's turn to notice a stare then. For a moment he just blinks, but eventually, he does follow the gaze and...]

Ah...it's from my home, [ he explains, apparently not realizing that it might be familiar.] The 'cerevice' has many of the functions that it does, of course, but as a duelist, I, the man Gongenzaka, would not feel right going somewhere without it.

[...Except maybe a dojo training room but. Eh.]

Ah, that's nice. Sharing is caring after all.

[ Watching them eat from the same plate is kind of cute. ]

Thank you very much for the offer, Kousetsu-san! [A questioning tilt of the head.]

Have you and Souza-san been here very long? Having arrived here before us, you must have learned quite a lot.

[Oh, this is getting interesting now! So she nods as she watches him draw his sword, now being an eager audience along with her ghost buddy. Even if the branches are slow, there's a hum of approval from her as he cuts one of them.

... Except they're retreating now. That isn't exciting at all, and Lapis crosses her arms as she squints over at the tree.]

... Ah, it has some self-preservation instincts. [Maybe they underestimated the tree. But then a (possibly stupid) idea comes to mind.]

Maybe I can try luring it over? I'm faster than I look, so it wouldn't be able to catch me.

[It'll totally continue to catch these things only with it's plate now full? They vanish inside it's mouth.]

Pokemon. And yes, Pikachu. That's a Pokemon, like Tangles here. Though, not one I have.

[This just seems to confuse her all the more, though.]

You...aren't a Pokemon then. Alright. Then, forgive me for being rude and assuming, and asking an impertinent question. May I ask what you are, though? I've never seen a person quite like you before.

[Fear not Edgeworth, even if you're not feeling brave enough to go ask for a dance, your wingman Larry sees you enjoying the music and sweeps in to save the day!

He sweeps in by casually coming out of nowhere and draping an arm around Edgeworth's shoulder.]

Hey Edgey, want me to find you a pretty lady to dance with? [He makes a sweeping motion to the crowd in front of them with his free arm.] Take your pick. Trust me, I can convince anyone to dance with you!

My! What a lovely gift to give.

[An admiring smile! Hairdressers here clearly have access to a secret supply of cute accessories.]

[ Oh yes he remembers you Yata, have a bow in greeting. ] Yata-san, hello. I...came here with my brother and Sousei-san and Tenka-san.

[ He wasn't going to make Souza sit at home with him so the only proper thing to do was to join in the festivities. He's eying those macarons with some curiosity, yes. He's never seen food look quite like this stuff does. ]

...I have not. What are they?

[She is so prideful of the cakes good lord... It's actually pretty dang amusing.]

If you stay here long enough, I'm certain you'll be able to hear a word or two of praise for yourself.

[ ...D-Don't read anything into it!! ]

Why would I do that when I can already bother you?

[ ...And dammit that sounded way dumber than she hoped it to be. ]

J-Just follow me! [ Put your hand under my arm like this.. She pulls on Ryuko's hand to place it around Nonon's back, her hand just under Nonon's shoulderblade. And then she grabs Ryuko's other hand and holds it out with their arms just barely bent. Of course she gave the male part to Ryuko, even if she's going to lead. ]

Just move one foot at a time, I take a step back and you take one forward with the same foot. Then to the side, then you take a step back, and to the other side, like walking in a box. Even someone like you should be able to figure it out.

[Kaoru would lend a hand, honestly. That Edo is an abomination that needs to go. Actually, basically all Edos that aren't the Edo full of demons need to go.]

Goodness... But to think that they would listen to things so vulgar - it's a little surprising.

[Is it really, though?? No... no, because that's the same principle Kaoru operates on.]

A duel disk?

[ It doesn't surprise him there might be a make far beyond what he's seen. He knows his own disk is. . . a bit old, to say the least, but it does look a bit small. On the other hand, given the technology seen here. . . ]

Oh? Are there troublemakers outside?

[In a word...]

You wear it beautifully, so I'm certain that no one finds you amiss.

[But the compliment earns Souza a curtsey (Kaoru's been practicing!!) and a softer smile.]

Thank you, sir. I've been having a very pleasant time, myself. [How true is that?? Slightly more true than like 90% of the things Kaoru says, which is a step... up... surely. It's a little nicer than big parties held for political reasons, at least.]

The food is wonderful, the dancing looks like fun and everyone seems to be enjoying themselves. One could hardly ask for more, isn't that so? Ah - but what of yourself?

[OH?!]

You recognize it?!

[That would probably take about as long as shopping for a dress lbr. Kuzuryuu is doing good work.]

I thought something very similar earlier. [A smile!] They've certainly done their best to ensure that we can enjoy a pleasant evening without the interference of CERES, and it's much more relaxing this way. Besides, it's easier to get to know people here when one isn't fighting against a danger at the same time...

[To say the least. Here's lookin at you, every other poor sad group of newcomers.]

Not to worry! Nakigitsune is a quick learner, and a master swordsman!

[Of course the fox can say whatever he wants, considering he's not the one doing the fighting. Still, at his word the young man with the sword steps in again, this time aiming to cut the vines holding Cliff (and dodging a few others in the process).

Luckily he's one of the faster swords, so dodging isn't too hard, now that he knows what to look for.]

[ He nods, one hand sweeps back to check at the decks on his belt, though they're hidden by his jacket. ]

It's not a model I recognize.

phase ii.

[The girl pouting at the good is wearing a peculiar outfit for the occasion but... hey, at least she bathed! And she doesn't look all that bad even if the outfit is a bit stranger than some.

However she's pouting at the food, which is a little weird. She doesn't seem interested in touching it let alone eating it. She's just frowning with dismay.

She's also holding a drink in her hand which may or may not explain something about this situation.]

phase iv.

[You may have wandered into the garden to get away from the commotion and the crowds. You probably expected to find peace and quiet out here. You are wrong.

Instead there's Pascal, still in her strange fancy outfit, with a long staff. When you see her there's a bright glow moment before fire is unleashed upon one of the tree vines trying to creep up to her. The fire makes the vine wither and disappear into ashes. Pascal waves her staff menacingly at the tree.]

No touchy! Bad tree! Don't make me-- [One snakes past her and wraps around her leg, yanking her off her feet. She shrieks in surprise as she falls and then quickly proceeds to whack it with her staff.] Gah! Cut that out I said!

[closed for Hubert]

[Hubert hadn't really seemed interested in this event but after incessant pestering and spamming his inbox with texts she successfully managed to convince him. For the most part. After begrudging getting him to agree to go she then told him to make sure he met her there. It'd just be no fun to go alone after all. Going with a friend was way better!

Of course she had asked him to go with her in a way that implied it was a date but in Pascal's mind it wasn't like that. Although she supposed it did kind of seem that way... but nah, it totally wasn't! And why would Hubert think it was? He probably wouldn't either. So it was fine, right?

Anyway he better show up. She'd be sad if he didn't as she waits semi-patiently, bouncing on her heels and watching people mingle. Really now that she thinks about it this is her first time and any kind of fancy shindig like this... They weren't her think, honestly, but she was enjoying herself nevertheless.]

Edited 2015-04-26 23:24 (UTC)

[Well you helped Whimsicott so he doesn't much care. He just sort of shambles there, watching the conversation. Humans are interesting enough, at least.]

Animals? [Well, wait, animals...she guesses Pokemon could be considered animals.] I...guess you could think of them that way, yes. Pokemon are more or less the same thing, and you've got part of the idea at least. They do fight, but not every trainer uses them for battles.

I guess you could think of it as though Pokemon live alongside humans. A symbiotic sort of relationship. They benefit from having a trainer around, and in turn protect the trainer and help them with their other occupations, be that battling or flower arranging.

[A pause]

Does that make sense? I'm sorry...I just, I suppose it's as unusual for you, as it is for me to hear about places without them.

Mm, all of the buildings here seem to be quite large, but only vertically. [Skyrises are still kind of unusual to Kaoru, despite having been around for a while by now.]

But it has a nice atmosphere like this, doesn't it? And it's not as chilly as it could be.

[ They need to work on an escape plan before they carry out this operation. ]

Everything...

[ By everything, they're not being limited to the snacks that were meant to be dipped into the chocolate, right? Without another word, he scurries away to collect a plate and piled a bunch of food onto the plate before returning back to Mutsu.

He collected everything that he could possibly reach; Cookies, jello, potato chips, shrimp, steak, etc. ]

Let's do it.

[ THIS IS EVERYTHING. ]

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