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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

[brbwalking]

I can show you the buildings I know. It should work for at least one of them.

[tsuranuki]

[ Saitou has endured his share of stares; he looks right back, and thinks about the question. Usually, asking for one's name isn't a huge deal. But the way this was asked... ]

Why do you wish to know?

[ His name is a well-known one; maybe not here, but if a place like this could drag him here, who knows what other sort of people he might find. ]

[uncoincidental]

I got you out of there, that's what!

[It's not a terribly specific answer, but she isn't exactly inclined to reveal all her tricks of the trade to Ciel of all people. Sorry, Ciel.

Even though she can't see him, she can at least follow the sound of his voice. She takes off after him with the intention of getting out of the tree's reach before it decides it wants to wrap its tendrils around her, since he is no longer available. It's mostly successful, in that only the tip of the roots manage to wind their way around her ankle. She stumbles and doesn't call out for help. She doesn't want to ask him for help, and her opinion of him isn't exactly high; she doesn't think he would provide it, anyway.

She grits her teeth and stomps on the root with her free foot.]

—say something else so I can follow you!

[He'll be coming back to view soon enough, but she doesn't want to lose track of him and have him captured by tree tentacles again.]

[brbwalking]

You'll find they don't much mention things like destroyed worlds besides the initial welcome.

[bakudanma]

It would be easier to kill it.
_{[ A huff.
He watches as Gundam tries to work and coax the critter out of his hair. It's slipping slightly.
However, it seem to have no interest in his hand whatsoever. Hair is so silky and nice... delicious. ]}

[bakudanma]

_{[ It's a little of both, but he's trying to insult you. Probably. ]}

Ah. I see.
Is it an expression of social status to have your hair look so obnoxious where you come from?

[swordboning]

You say that but I simply think no one can truly understand.

[Literally crawling in his skin, these wounds they will not heal.]

[souredsweet]

[Guess who does know... It's Kaoru, the least helpful person in existence, who's busy acting pleasantly surprised.]

Oh! Is that so? For me, it was Genji 1.

[adornmental]

What're you exploring?

[Color him curious! Coming all the way to the ball not to dance...]

[sewayaku]

[ that's not very reassuring. For a moment, he wonders if the young man in front of him is a demon, too - he certainly doesn't look like a human. ]

There won't be any trouble, will there? This is supposed to be a nice evening for miss Natalia.

[ security bun is on the case. ]

[swordboning]

If it were only that simple. All I can say is that people should be careful when they spend time outside in the gardens.

[tsuranuki]

Some sort of fish, yes. [ More like small vicious monsters.

He is making a point of not looking at the fountain anymore after the last glance. It might not be the blood of a human, but blood...let's just say blood and him haven't agreed for several weeks, so that's the last of the fountain he hopes to bring up. ]

When is justice ever orderly?

[yaayaa]

[The fox...allows the petting. This girl is weird and rude, but she doesn't seem dangerous... Nakigitsune's looking really awkward now though.]

Are there no foxes where you come from?

[sewayaku]

[ unfortunately, it's not the first time someone's blushed from seeing his ears... you people here in Cerealia are freaks. Zara ignores it, deciding to attribute it to alcoholic drinks instead of anything weird or inappropriate. freak. ]

Rice liquor... and magic. [ two things he's never tasted before. He looks dubious. ] Is that safe to drink? Magic, I mean.

[ he didn't know it could be drunk at all. ]

[yaayaa]

Did he really make that mistake? But the two are so different!

[Are they joining in on insulting Mitsutada? Maybe.]

[bakudanma]

It's not tree-wig, it's Zura.
Oh, I mean-- it's Katsura.
_{[ ... ]}

Two wrongs make a right. You said Zura. Zura-Zura, it makes it Katsura. Everyone knows that.
_{[ he'll blab about dumb shit since you're blabbing about dumb shit. ]}

I had onigiri with octopus this evening. It would be a shame for it to end up on your attire and in your hair. People would run from you, but only cause you smell bad.

Re: III

[tsuranuki]

[ moved to here ]

[adornmental]

Obtain? [He arches a brow before glancing down at his vessel, head canting a little to the side.]

I didn't. It'd be pretty weird if a sword obtained itself, yeah?

[sewayaku]

[ okay, the teasing about dancing that was incoming is momentarily put aside in light of this new information. Ciel is engaged? Zara's eyes widen in interest. ]

You have a fiancee? I had no idea! [ and to not want to dance with anyone but her... he must be pretty devoted. That's what Zara is gathering from that, because it barely makes sense otherwise. ] And you're so loyal to her, as well. Is she here in the city?

[bakudanma]

Yes, all of them. I have been learning many things at the cafe I work at when I am not harras-- telling others about our specials at McCERES.

You should try one for yourself.
_{[ look how happy ]}

[niceguypose]

If you say so...! [He still looks a bit concerned.] I have never heard of such an ability...

But I have no intention of backing out! I will show you right away, Miss! [He then starts to jog off, while motioning for her to follow.]

[sewayaku]

[ it's like she read his mind; that was exactly what he was going to ask for next. When she mentions it, he sighs, leaning heavily against the bench and rubbing his temples. ]

Please... I'll fight the good fight.

[ that he will. Now that he's awake, it seems like he's staying that way - only with the added bonus of nausea and disorientation. ]

B)

[rebelia]

[The comment about his sulking keeps him reeling. He wonders why she cares when she has zero obligation for a great many reasons, some of which cross into personal territory. He also wonders why she lets him use her human name. Isn't that what people do when they have another name? Throw away the old one?

A sinking feeling pervades his stomach, the kind of dread he hasn't felt in a while. Whatever she's thinking, IV doesn't follow. There's one thing he can think to talk to her about, and he can't be sure that she cares anymore. He stares, scowling, before he turns away.]

About what? [He sounds less difficult, more quietly curious. As far as he's concerned, he's no longer important in the grand scheme of things. He'd done his part.] I'm not exactly in the running anymore.

[Her brother saw to that. And IV doesn't want to think about him right now.]

[dishonorstudent]

I... don't trust Ceres as much as they want me to, but I think we should just play along with them for now, y'know?

There ain't much we can do until Ceres or our enemies screw up.

[brbwalking]

The people?

[ Well, people tend to gossip more during a party. ]