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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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[Ah, that name and those markings! He must be the one she shared that dream with.

She walks over to him, noting how his marks are glowing. Didn't know they did that.]

You look very nice this evening.

[Admittedly Natalia was probably looking less lonely and more just in that space where she wasn't sure what to do. In between more food fussing, making sure that all of the guests were happy, and checking in with the security team, she didn't realize that it was a perfect time to jump in for a dance!

Still though, she seems to settle into a perfectly pleased, happy expression when someone approached her.

Gently, she places a gloved hand in his.]

It would be my pleasure, sir.

[She says as she curtseys politely -- no, this is not her first ~~rodeo~~ ball.]

Yes. [ Huh. So he knows her name. No wonder why he was acting suspicious.

But she doesn't recall ever meeting him... Granted, there's still a pretty large gap in her memory. Maybe she met him back then? But he looked like he wasn't sure if he wanted to talk to her, so there must be more to it than just that. If he knew her from before, surely he wouldn't have hesitated to say something, especially in a place like this.

She might as well be direct. ]

Have we met?

Aaaaaah, why aren't you wearing paaaa-ants!?
_{[ Just reaching over and yoink Sakamoto by the ear, trying to get a good look at him at the same time. Tugtugtug!
Could this really be him? It isn't a mirage? Katsura has been messed with enough here to be left suspicious of everything. He couldn't believe it was actually Gintoki. He couldn't believe it was actually Takasugi.

WHERE THE FUCK IS ELIZABETH. ]}

[ NATALIA-- ]

... You're beautiful too, but that doesn't really have to do with anything--

[If only he knew it was her birthday........]

I know what I'm doing, if that's what you're asking. As for who I'm going to do it with, that's a different story.

I'm satisfied, just as I would be any other day.

[Wow, an Archer lie. Good job hearing that, Athena.]

( He doesn't mean to yell... he's just naturally loud! And might lack a filter where his mouth is. )

Just the night, huh? Then I'll have to make sure to try everythi-- huh? ( Looking... down... at his sword. ) How else was I s'posed to come?

[--ah.]

Oh, I had thought you meant your hair.

[because natalia definitely fussed over that for at least an hour before the ball]

Yeah.

[Don't worry Ciel, you don't have to suffer this guy's company for long. The sand's already retreating into his gourd and he's stopping it back up with the cork. He knows that expression on the kid's face and it's not like he expected as much as a thank you to begin with. So that was pretty nice.

Gaara slips a kunai from the pouch on his leg and flips it around, holding it out to Ciel handle-first.] You should have a variety of weapons. [He doesn't know what that other one is but it's loud and apparently ineffective against trees.

so here kiddo take this knife see im not weird or sketchy at all]

Edited 2015-04-25 01:00 (UTC)

It was the milk, idiot! You always gotta check the expiration date! Always! I don't wanna hear your flimsy excuses for being a moron!

ALWAYS CHECK THE EXPIRATION DATE!

LEMME HEAR YOU SAY IT!

[Gintoki's going at a quick jog right along with Zura, taking the first urinal he sees and wasting no time.

Bathroom sounds aside, it's mostly quiet for awhile. . . a really long while. Isn't this taking too long?]

Edited 2015-04-25 01:01 (UTC)

phase i;

[ Mitsutada manages to make it to the ball in one piece, especially after dragging his best friend along and making sure they both stay in one piece. His buddy might have already darted away to someplace when he enters through the front door (but he trusts Ookurikara to come back, eventually), so it is rather unfortunate for the other tachi not to catch the title that the announcer very kindly graces him with. ]

Presenting, Shokudaikiri 'Melonslasher' Mitsutada! [ After that proclamation comes a reflexive, more annoyed: ] It's candlestickslasher, got it?

[ Please, don't ask. Just don't ask, and let the snappily-dressed man melt away into the crowd... ]

phase iii;

[ ... a certain uchigatana is going to get possibly suplexed later on, but that's something best saved for later. Mitsutada's natural confidence and flamboyance is out full-force in the ball - he's even studied how to dance properly. That's what humans do at parties, right?

If you're a lady (or look like a lady, since he was told that men are supposed to dance with women) with no accompaniment, you might find an one-eyed gentleman coming up to you. He's trying his best not to be intimidating (thanks, natural blindness in one eye). ]

Would you care for a dance?

[ He has a voice like honey, which may or may not be to your preference. ]

phase iv;

[ Honestly, he didn't expeect killer trees would be that much of a problem. He's fought demons before, surely they can't be that threatening... but the thing with killer trees is that they actually have pseudo-hands, and one of those vines certainly is trying to steal his sword from the scabbard belted to his waist.

Except his sword is actually him, so that is immediately met with a - ] Hey! Unhand me at once!

[ The tree certainly doesn't seem inclined to let go. The most obvious course of action here would be to simply slice the offending vine in half - but he can't quite do that, since his sword is the thing being man(tree?)handled at the moment. And the somewhat nauseating feeling of being poked around inside his chest is back again, which is not only annoying but... actually slightly distracting.

Okay, maybe it's very distracting. The tree seems to have the upper hand right now - which is quite a big problem.

Help? ]

Edited 2015-04-25 01:01 (UTC)

[Ah Archer.... Natalia merely shakes her head at that before offering her hand to him.]

Then please, dance with me! That's a story worth telling.

Nah, you aren't. My date's actually helping out with security tonight, so she's a bit busy.

[Not that he hasn't gotten to see her at all, but yes--

Naoki will join her once she's got her punch, politely drawing out a chair for her as he goes. He'll actually wait until she's got her glass down and isn't drinking before:] By the way, Fuuka, you look nice.

Edited 2015-04-25 01:02 (UTC)

[Ah... one of those types... ah well, hopefully Natalia will get used to it. Even though she's still pondering. Wanted? Should she alert security....]

Well I would hope that you weren't thinking that we'd purposefully put you in danger here at the ball! [guess who doesn't know about the hentai tree] I suppose I was merely concerned. I would hope that you don't need to brandish your sword here....

That's okay, I don't really either!

[Nope offering her librarian both hands! She's not the only one wearing gifts though. That heart is definitely pinned in amidst the fluff of her top.]

Do you like the bracelets? I wanted to give you a bunch of different colors but I wasn't sure if you'd like a bunch of different ones, so I hope those were okay!

[Naoki tips his head forward, until their foreheads graze, overcome by a rush of affection for her--] I'm glad I came tonight.

[ look, all fuuka wanted was to take a break from tripping all over herself. fancy dresses and heels are hard, okay, so why not just chill out by the ponds, she thinks.

which is what she was set to do until she hears a shriek.

fuuka looks up, heading over to mary as fast as she can in her shoes and pulling out her swiss army knife she had hidden in the skirt of her dress. ]

H-Hold on! I'll help you!

[ she'll just head around the tree and take out the serrated blade, quickly sawing through the branch that has a hold of her. ]

Oh, Saber!

[Natalia just about lights up when she sees Saber once the latest dance ends and the princess finally sees herself off the dance floor. Cue a bright smile as she immediately seizes the other girl's hands, absolutely giddy.]

You made it! I'm so glad...!!

[ ...

There were more students...? And they'd fallen into Despair too. And also gotten involved in a mutual killing game. Kyouko is obviously caught off guard for a few moments, but she reins herself in before long.

She has a lot of questions. ]

...The whole class had fallen into Despair?

Fine. But if this is some kind of challenge, I'll destroy your expectations.

[Horrendously stubborn. But he takes her hand and walks out with her to the get jiggy with it floor.]

( ???

He hears you talking about a ball but all he hears is, "its a party." )

Wait... ya don't mean this festival's for someone important, d'ya?

( Suddenly everything fancy makes sense )

[Thatch is the sweetest ever! With a smile, Grell sets down her glass and places her hand in his. He's wearing his uniform, too! This is becoming Nostalgia City! She would not have wanted him any other way.]

But of course!

[ . . . . . well, she goes along easily since this was her idea but even as she moves to put a hand on his shoulder, she kind of just can't help but remark--]

You would only dance with me if it was a challenge? That's offensive.

phase i-iii

--What did you call me?

[Cliff stopped in the middle of the entry way, torn between bewilderment and agitation as he stared down at the poor usher with narrowed eyes, as if the very graves of his great-grandparents had been insulted. Lord Beefcake. What the hell...?

Someone may want to rescue the poor man from a verbal whipping.....or, at least pull Cliff out of the way. He at least deserves a laugh. The hat he's wearing doesn't match his coat at all.

Once someone finally manages to laugh him into submission or drag him inside, Cliff is open for mingling. He's not much of a dancer, but he is friendly and tall. So tall, even, that he's perfect for a wallflower to hide behind.]

phase iv

[Later into the night, Cliff stepped outside to admire the view and enjoy some of the cold, quiet air outside. With a glass of wine in hand, he only had himself for company. Just himself, the quiet, and the wildlife...]

Oh, shit.

[He stared over his glass at the gaping maw of-- whatever that thing was before his tipsy mind decided that it was time to get outta there. Normally he would fight, but he had enjoyed the wine a little too much that night.

Turning tail, he made to escape, but--]

Oh, shit!

[The tree was grabbing him. What the hell?

He wasn't drunk enough for this!]

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