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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

[particularity]

[I'd be happy if it stays violent debate-free...]

U-- Upper class... well...

It's not that different from usual. [He does hang around with a bunch of geniuses in their respective fields... plus a princess.] I wasn't expecting that guy announcing names and stuff, though.

[He's not going to talk about his so don't ask okay. :(]

[verified]

I'm glad to hear that.

[ he gets a relieved smile for his suggestion and a nod. ]

Not at all. I only hope I'm not taking you from your date!

[ she will grab a glass of punch before they move, though. she'd get some cake too, but the last thing she wants is to trip and send it flying everywhere. not that holding punch is any better, but it should be fine! hopefully. ]

phase ii

[psycholawgy]

[ YO BESTIE someone is grabbing you by the arm and then quickly takes a picture of you. It's not a very nice picture... ]

Nice job with the food!

[oneirism]

[It's not his voice that causes her to glance over him, but what she can sense from him as he approaches, and so she's already looking over at him when he speaks. Another sword...?

But by now she's getting used to sensing that, so she only blinks as she turns to face him a bit more, her expression softening into something more neutral as she puts her hands on her hips.]

... Ears aren't always a requirement, though. [Even though they usually are -] Plus, this is a weird tree, since most trees don't try to grab you. So maybe it can hear me.

[Clearly her logic is sound. But at least tree is still too busy nursing it's burn to try to get all grabby again.]

[masakados]

[--oh, he can speak after all. This is more surprising than the fox! Meaning a pause of a few seconds before Naoki answers.]

Yeah. I never had a reason to learn how to dance before.

IV

[redcinemareel]

[A chain whip with a dagger attached to the end comes out of nowhere and snaps at the vine, cutting off its grip on his ankle. Grell goes in for another crack, swinging her weapon round and wide at another vine trying to grab at England, sending red sparks on contact due to the fire junction she has on it.]

This is why I don't grow plants!

[ineptus]

[No this is fine. She smooths over this little bump with a giggle and waving her hands dismissively in front of her.]

I didn't mean that romantically, silly! We're friends! You can invite friends to parties! ...well. I've never been to a ball so maybe it's different, but still that's the only way I meant it!

[Yes good, okay. Back pedaling is accomplished, awkward feelings are set aside for later, time to get this back on track.]

But you look and sound like you've been to balls before, so I bet you can dance!

[There it is Ciel there's the word you were looking for.]

[swordboning]

[Athena, why. That is the worst.]

I just did what was asked of me.

III

[sunshade]

....ah. I don't dance, I'm afraid.

[ congratulations u have located ur librarian. who is definitely wearing all of Mabel's gift bracelets on her arms. ]

[flaredo]

It's a friendshippy thing, just accept it! [ With a laugh, she's shaking her head. ] You fuss over me as it is.

[flaredo]

... Good. [ And her own expression softens too. ] It wouldn't be as much fun if this was hard on you.

I

[bewrightback]

[Someone happened to overhear that full title. It's bit of an unexpected one, but he knows by now that these announcements can be false or just misleading but it looks like it bothered her in some way. Maybe some smalltalk could help? He decides to approach her anyway and tentatively presents a friendly smile.]

Good evening, Mitsuru. [He politely adds.] You're looking great!

[ineptus]

[Mabel watches Maribelle as she instructs her on how to properly stuff her face before getting a plate for herself. Alright, slowly filling it with sweets. She's pretty good at following directions!]

I guess not, though I don't know if I know what "glutton" means. Oh, and thank you for the compliment!

[yaayaa]

[Does he recognize Naoki's surprise? Yes. Does he understand why? Not really, no.]

Neither has Nakigitsune! As a sword he has never had a need for it.

[shadows_edge]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Trucy. [He extends his hand for a handshake.] Please, just call me Faize. I'm not actually an ambassador and I am not quite sure how he managed to make such an error...

[He is just a humble swordsman/alchemist/symbologist/engineer/researcher/navigator but how well do any of those translate to a fancy title? Not well at all.]

Could you tell me exactly what Christmas is a celebration of? I believe that would be the most logical place to begin.

[Continued over here.]

phase i

[poised]

[are you yelling at the hostess, bro. Natalia seems surprised as she was thinking of something - Wanted? did criminals receive invitations? - and then suddenly the person she was wondering about seems to be talking to her. Oh. Uh. Hm.]

Just the night, sir!

[ . . . . ]

Also - is there a reason why you thought to bring a weapon with you?

[that doesn't seem polite]

Phase...III?

[redcinemareel]

[Grell is actually paying attention to what Nonon is saying, but she hadn't replied since she's trying to hear just how the euphoniumist is out of time. She looks down to the girl, since Grell is almost six feet tall.]

Yes, I heard, but I'm not sure I can hear how that person is out of sync. [She looks back to the orchestra.] Aren't they all robots, though?

[poised]

You're beautiful and deserve to be fussed over!

[WHAT A QUICK ANSWER]

iii

[swordboning]

[Totally taking her arm and pulling her away a bit. Not towards the dance floor. Gosh, that would be terrible.]

...are you doing okay?

Open

[zombiedude]

[Nico normally wouldn't be at this party. He's not fond of social gatherings because he sticks out like a sore thumb at them, looking out of place because he stands off to the side in shadow corners and doesn't really socialize with anyone... which is exactly what he's doing now. But he's had the experience of attempting to rescue a princess awhile back during the amusement park mess and said princess decided to make it her personal mission to get him dressed up in nice clothes and go to this ball. Somehow, she'd gotten him to promise to go and Nico didn't break his promises, so here he is.

He wasn't very thrilled at being asked for a title and he doesn't want the whole of Cerealia to know he's the son of Hades, so he was announced as Nico di Angelo, Ambassador of Pluto when he arrived. Then he made his way over to the free food to take advantage of it before finding the corner he's tucked himself away in, munching on the food leisurely while watching the other people go about their way. He's being careful not to get his black dress pants, black dress shirt, and dark purple vest messy, wondering if he can just return them after this is over with because he doesn't see why he would ever need them again. His black sword looks a little out of place hanging from a belt at his side but there's no way he's going anywhere without it, not in this strange place. He did however trade in the chain belt for a leather, nicer looking one for tonight.]

1.2

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ Katsura has been monitoring his refreshment stand, ensuring he looked professional enough for this task. Maybe he was the only one who actually came in a tux. Who knows.
Though, he definitely recognizes that puff of walking pubic hair, and his loud voice to boot.

That means-- all four of them are here now. Somebody else important was missing, though.

Katsura is weaving through the crowds of people calmly and making a beeline for his friend, muttering some apologies to people he crashes into.
Unlike Takasugi, he is the cool terrorist that is coming to his friend's aid-- ( ???? ) ]</sub>

iii

[poised]

[don't be a jerk, it's her birthday, you shit

Hence why as soon as one song dies off, Natalia's approaching him straight from the dance floor and giving him a bright smile.]

Archer! Come, come, certainly you learned to dance in all your years?

iii

[swordboning]

People have enjoyed dancing for quite a long time. Ever since currency was invented and one person was richer than another, this kind of diversion was well liked among all.

[Hello fellow wall-flower. Archer has all the answers.]

[newtimes]

This place really is amazin`!

( And he just starts to prattle about everything he's seen so far in his short time )

So far I've had soba 'n` shina sob-- ramen-- 'n` yesterday I found a shop that was givin` out these candies... ah, candy canes! It's kinda like bein` in Nagasaki again but with more stuff. ( With Dejima being right there, the port city was always fun to visit on business. But even this cupcake! Once he gets past the frosting, it's soft and spongey like castella. ) I gotta try everythin` for the old man just in case he's watchin`!

[psycholawgy]

[ why NOT. ]

And look! People are eating your food. Aren't you happy?!