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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, so he is one of those swords.]

That makes sense. But it's not as hard to learn as it seems. [And he'll indicate with a tip of his head an empty section at the edge of the dance floor as a good spot to do their learning thing before turning that way.] I'm Naoki, by the way.

phase ii/iii.

[Leia has been here for a while, helping where she can and singing her lungs out for Rock Lee. As the evening passes, she finally has time to enjoy the food, and she of course partakes shamelessly. She's dangerously determined to try a bit everything--but even she has her limits, and eventually, she's seen walking away from the tables with a slice of cheesecake as her dessert.

Tonight, she's wearing a stunning yellow dress (1, 2) that she picked out herself. Her long, white gloves match it pretty well, though anyone who knows her won't be surprised to see that there are already traces of food on it. Pinned around her wrist is a pink corsage to match Jude's (wherever he is!), and likewise, her hair is wrapped in a bun with something similar.

There's a simple, yet elegant necklace around her neck that seems to bring out her eyes--and they seem to be looking for something, even as she sways across the dance floor to the beautiful orchestra.

Cheesecake still on a plate in her hand, she tries not to bump into anybody as she scans the room.]

He's probably here by now... I wonder if he's looking for me?

[Feel free to have her bump into your character anyway--or assume she greets them if you're a friend or someone familiar, because she probably would!]

bonus.

[She's been through the gardens plenty of times before, though everything seems different at night. Leia seems captivated by the view both above and below; she doesn't know if she wants to leave just yet. Sure, some of the trees are a little too "friendly," and she's had close calls... but the flowers lit by the moonlight are a sight to behold. When she starts to wander, nothing can stop her. All of the warnings seem to go in one ear and out the other. They sound so far away... and she smiles, because it's totally a good time to venture into areas she's never been.

After a while, of course, she starts to feel strange. It's late. Maybe she should have left; wasn't it about time for her to meet back up with Jude...?

Yet she keeps walking. The music grows faint, and soon all she can hear is the sound of her own footprints, dripping behind her like water.

She's literally walking on it--so she thinks. She gasps when she realizes this, lifting up one foot and placing it down again...

Drip. Drip, drip...

There is no more ground, and for the moment she can't decide whether it's the creepiest or coolest thing in the world.]

A...pparently. [ Yeah, that was a Thing. ] In addition to the reserve course...

[ Which he'd never even heard about before. ]

Kirigiri-san, did you know such a thing existed at Hope's Peak?

[ Or more accurately, does she remember it...? ]

[He didn't consider himself a hero of any sort despite the fact that he was. But it was still obvious that someone was in need right in front of him.

It's a casual movement for him, really. A longsword simply appears in his hand and he swipes through the branches, probably a little too close, and makes the sword vanish. No real hesitation.]

That was an idiotic situation to be in.

[Happily, Souji is absolutely cool with enthusiastic babbling, and actually finds it rather endearing and sweet. He nods in agreement, laughing quietly a couple of times. Also, gosh, it's always nice to hear someone speak of home somehow.]

I haven't really ventured much from Kyoto and Edo back home, but I can imagine - honestly, it's quite an adventure just to be away from home for me. [And not a completely pleasant one, but nevermind that. He is good at shuffling painful thoughts away.]

By 'old man' do you mean... like your father, or grandfather, maybe?

[Wow he's so polite!]

Well if you think it's fascinating to watch, you should give it a try! Haven't you ever danced before?

( What do you mean by those types, Natalia. He'll have you know he's important back home. He once had bullet proof glass and a top class security system protecting him! Not that he really needed it. He could have taken care of himself. )

I'd sure hope there wouldn't be any danger at a party but if there is, ya can count on me. ( Missing... the point. ) If ya got something against swords ( Which is racist, Natalia, don't discriminate against sword spirits ) I don't have to use it either.

( He has... other ways... )

We should be fairly clear. Your station is far above mine so it only makes sense.

[He doesn't know WHAT life she lives but its been fairly clear to him that she's far above him on the social scale. Said the lowly hero who never actually became a knight. He's not speaking out of any issues, though. Just fact.

Of course, an arm goes to her waist, because he's no actual plebe.]

DAMN!
_{[ what's with all this cursing.. the same cursing.. ]}

The milk was fine, Gintoki-- it was fresh from a cow. I know the cow didn't expire. She had just matured. The cow hadn't expired! Don't blame me for it! Her teats were fresh!

_{[ .. ]}

DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME!? Don't blame me for it!

Ah--

[The voice immediately clicks (it's hard to forget after you see a memory of theirs) and he turns, his expression one of recognition. Grell... if he's not mistaken.] Thanks.

This is my first time doing the formal thing, so that's a pretty big compliment.

[Natalia, doing something frivolous and self-centered? Perish the thought.]

I see. [He nods thoughtfully.] We have quite the reduced traveling party on our hands.

[He gives a light smile.]

Christmas? Ah, what an interesting-sounding holiday. [He actually is familiar with it because of Luceti, but he's keeping that to himself for the moment.] You must have taken to it quite nicely to be hosting this event in celebration of it. [He possibly suspects that this is not just a holiday celebration...]

[ despite all the advice and several shopping trips, eventually souza had settled on coming to the ball in a kimono and obi, hair twisted back and pinned. it's certainly more formal and pretty than he'd normally allow himself, but after all, he wants to represent not only his current household well, but also his master. (despite that, he's clearly one of the blade-spirits, because his vessel still rests neatly at his side, partially obscured by his sleeve.) ]

phase ii.
[ souza is very clearly a little overwhelmed by all the offered food. how does one even pick anything? how is one meant to tell what's sweet and what's savory?

he happens to spot someone with something interesting on their plate and steps closer, offering a brief, warm smile, expression curious. ]

Hello. I'm sorry, can I ask what that is you're getting right now..?

phase iii.
[ if there's one thing souza is very interested in, it's the dancing. for a little while, he simply watches the dancers, picking up on the movements with interest. it seems simple enough..

(eventually, though, he might approach someone-- if he's not approached first. ]

bonus.
[ later in the evening, down an unfamiliar path in the gardens, souza is starting to feel.. different. he feels wobbly on his feet, and that's certainly new. colours are starting to bleed together, the path is lurching up beneath him, and he tips a little to the side, catching-- someone?

he glances up in unfocused surprise, offering a smile that's obviously a little off. ]

Oh. [ it's a startled breath of a sound. ] I'm so sorry!

« phase i »

[ While she's prepared herself for the ball for a while, she honestly decided to go "screw the rules" with the normal dresswear. If you thought she was going to be wearing a dress, think again; instead, she'll be wearing this fancy little number as she arrives; though when she's asked for her name, she introduces herself quietly with her full name, but promptly and politely asks to leave her first name out of it. Unfortunately for her, what happens instead is: ]

"Presenting Inaba Hime—"

[ But in the middle of his introduction, before she gives him the chance to finish, she brings her hand up and punches him right in the gut for everyone to see. That must be pretty painful, even though the young raven haired girl wasn't using all of her strength.

At least she didn't knock him out??? That is a good thing, isn't it? Though she does furrow her brow and fold her arms before almost yelling at the poor guy. (Or rather, she is yelling.) ]

not

[ And the poor guy gets a slap to the face as she attempts to leave him behind. Attempts being the key word here, in this case. ]

« phase ii »

[ After what happened at the girls' sleepover a while back and watching several people get drunk to their heart's content and deciding that it would be best to never drink alcohol ever in her whole lifetime, she can't help but state at how fancy everything is. Well, it's not as if she's going to get too drunk if she just has a sip, right?

Besides, curiosity killed the cat.

While she won't tread too deeply into the waters called alcohol, she'll at least have a glass of the wine in an attempt to behave herself. Especially after the mishap earlier... which she'd properly apologize for... she was just pissed off, okay?

But there's something that she overestimated about the wine. Which is why she'll call down the next person she sees (will that be you?!) with a wave; she might even try to sling her arm over their shoulder all buddy-buddy, especially if she knows them, grinning from ear to ear. Though there's something about that grin that seems off. It's more relaxed than usual, especially as she giggles like a little child. ]

tooons

[ She's getting into your personal space a bit here, you might want to move away a bit.. ]

« bonus »

[ After a while, Inaba's decided that the alcohol (no matter how little it was) has gotten to her and she needs a breath of fresh air. Especially considering how many people were in there. Sighing heavily as she finds herself in the gardens, she can't help but admire the scenery for a bit.

And then she looks at the person next to her and lets out a very loud shriek. That can't be good. ]

No, that's not what I meant.

[MISSING THE POINT SO THOROUGHLY, she seems momentarily distressed as she tries to figure out her words?! Communication issues.... maybe this is where she needs to stop talking so stuffy! Okay, okay, give her a second to try this out.

How does Yang talk....]

I -- [mean to say] -- I'm just saying that it might [cause some alarm] scare people.

[ . . . .

And she appears thoughtful. Why does she look like she just confused herself?]

I figured you'd be here. So I made something off to the side.

[From somewhere, Archer produces a bowl of husked rice with strips of meat. It's so plain and basic. But there's no point in trying to impress Simon, as he knows. He just wants the basics. Plus he can give the meat to his hawk.]

If you want tea or sake, let me know.

Oh! Um, Yang, right? I think I saw her earlier. [ somehow, she's not surprised yang's working security given how she handles drunkards at the club. ] You both look great together!

[ is there gonna be a Ball King/Queen bc she will totally vote for them, ok. she thanks him when he pulls out her chair for her, face tinged a light pink that she tries to quell behind her glass. ]

... Well, you definitely fussed over that, but I meant in general.

But my station is of no consequence here!

[She'll clarify that first! Even as the music starts up and she follows his lead easily--

are they really going to bicker while they dance]

[Rock Lee finds them on the patio. Once he sees them, he immediately bursts into tears.]

Ack! The two of you together... you're so beautiful!!

Edited 2015-04-25 01:13 (UTC)

[ Naoki might notice the shade of well kept blue hair wandering through the crowds at some point. If he chooses to follow he will find Kousestu wallflowering it up against one of the walls, probably the one closest to the food, he's not wearing his traditional garb but something more along the lines of this. He will turn his head towards the dance floor when Naoki asks that question. He is...so unsure right now. Naoki is a good enough acquaintance that he might actually consider dancing?! But, yeah, he's just all sorts of unsure at you, Naoki. ]

I am...unfamiliar with dancing. [ He'll bow his head as if in apology. ] I am sorry.

Me too. [ And she closes her eyes underneath the light pressure. ] I mean, for more than you just looking amazing.

[A suspicious guy in a nice suit, that's what!!!]

Oh.

[JUST OH. He glances back at the water and then sits back upright, so he's not leaning over it anymore, at least...]

Why would they stick something like that in there? Totally rude!

[ ... at least, until he says that last part.

it was really nice of him to wait, she probably would have spat out her drink if not. her cheeks turn a darker red, eyes widening before she covers her face with a hand briefly out of embarrassment.

what are compliments? ah.... breathe fuuka..... ]

Kyoto and Edo, huh? I guess those're nice places too! ( And there's an odd sort of laugh there-- like there's something more there, an inside joke of some sort. )

Mm? Nope! Not like that. ( Though, the Sakamoto had certainly been his family, he wasn't related to them like that. ) My old master! He used to travel around a lot 'n` try new things so I wanna try 'em too.

[Ah yes, there's the pessimism disguised as realism that Natalia didn't miss that much during her time here. She's been hanging out with so many optimists....]

Ah, we do... but our numbers have strangely been slowly increasing since I've arrived.

[but.... okay maybe she didn't.... celebrate Christmas at all. rude to point that out!!]

Well, it's not just Christmas, I suppose... though it is nice to see people be merry as a result of a celebration.

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