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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

[swordsitter]

[ haru shakes his head, looking almost as puzzled as mutsu apparently feels. ] .. Umm.. I'm not really sure. I guess we're just celebrating Lanvaldear-san's-- [ he totally butchered her name, his tongue not wanting to trip around the unfamiliar syllables. ] --desire to celebrate?

[ he finally lets the other man straighten to his full height again, then fiddles with the pockets of his own jacket, rocking a little on nervous feet. he's only ever worn this suit and these shoes once, and they're already pinching his toes a little. ]

.. I don't really know if you stand out too much or not, honestly. No one else has said anything, have they?

[swordboning]

It matters to me. I told you about myself so it's only fair in return.

[He shakes his head, though.]

Don't think that anything you say will make me treat you differently.

[masakados]

Yeah, me too. But, you know, I really didn't anticipate how gorgeous you'd be.

[And maybe even mid-twirl because he's moving to do that--]

phase i

[heiwana]

[ Hm. He knows that voice from anywhere. To his surprise, or not that much now that he's run into a few swords thus far, Nakigitsune is here as well. Kousetsu will regard him with his usual expression (or expressionless expression?!) and nod to the two of them. ]

...Yes. I have had many different things here thus far. There are...too many options to choose from. [ Which is making it difficult to really just take one plate of food. But if he took more than one...would that be disrespectful? He's not sure about the protocol and rules for attending balls. ]

[poised]

Well, that's a relief. But you needn't be worried, I trust you enough.

[She'll still curtsey properly before they wander out... and then well, the music strikes up and then without missing a beat even as they begin to dance--]

Though I am still deciding whether or not I trust you enough with my best friend.

[she approves but also this talk is necessary

and with the music playing it would appear that there is no chance of escape]

Phase I

[yourfononsarewhack]

[Seeing a familiar face enter the ball in such... unusual attire feels like something out of a surreal dream. There's no guarantee that this man would remember Luceti as well, but he decides to approach him anyway. He smiles, and greets him in a very polite, waiter-like tone.]

Is there a problem, Mr. Beefcake?

i/ii!

[hoasen]

[Or more likely two. When she sees Natalia reach for the cheesecake, she's definitely holding back now.

But first!]

Hello, Natalia! Happy Birthday.

[poised]

[ . . . . . . no. No, she doesn't know at all.]

... I see.

Then... [ . . . ] I suppose you don't look scary in general. Perhaps just a bit....

[words, words, words--]

Overwhelming.

[beaconed]

I mean... do you like her? Y'know... like-like?

[ Ah, it's happening, they're talking about it. ]

[adornmental]

[MUTSU AT LEAST LEAVE YOUR SWORD AT HOME?! How have they not been kicked out of this party...

But the sound of the shot going off definitely has his attention in like .1 seconds. Usually that sound means DANGER or MUTSU, and he can never be sure which it is until he actually looks around. Luckily it's just Mutsu this time, and Kashuu immediately returns that kindergarten method of greeting by waving his sword-wielding arm around in a gesture of vague irritation. Come over here and let him hit you...]

Yeah, it's really not a party until someone's suit is messed up by a tree—

["Ruined" like there's anything wrong with his suit outside of a little dirt... Whatever, though! He just got attached by a dang plant, he can afford to whine a little. The tree tentacles also don't seem too bothered despite the trunk's new bullet decoration... What a rudeass tree!!]

What, are you gonna shoot it to death?

ii/iii

[particularity]

[Not if he greets her first--

All dressed up with ahoge combed back to as much tameness as Hinata's honestly going to get (he did his best!!), it actually takes him a second look before he recognises Leia.

Everyone literally looks transformed at events like these... it's astonishing.

So, from behind, a call--] Leia!

[gates_of_babylon]

[Admittedly, he was a little irked when he found a veritable mountain of trading cards on his silk-sheeted bed, but he dismissed it with ease. The young man who tried his best to eat most of that candy eventually collapsed with some sort of illness, realizing the folly of gluttony. So, he reverted to his older self, who was forced to bear the consequences of being unnervingly energetic for a number of hours following.

Seeing Rei reminded him of that irritation, but ultimately, he buried it. She did warn that intolerable child, after all, so she wasn't the one to blame for it. Rather, he could only feel irritation with a company that forced a child to become obsessed with a collection that wasn't even worth his time--]

And yet, you've shrunk, young lady.

[He offered his hand. Gilgamesh, despite his haughtiness, didn't lack manners.]

[poised]

If I thought you would, then I wouldn't still be entertaining this conversation.

[That much is honest.

... hm. Well, at least he's right, so she just relinquishes a moment later--]

My name is Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear, of the Kingdom of Kimlasca-Lanvaldear. I'll be inheriting it from my father in due time.

[and that's how she tells him that she's a princess without saying the word 'princess']

[verified]

[ this pair of losers. she does end up laughing to herself a little; she's glad she's not the only shy one. ]

I think so! [ the suit highlights the glowing, if anything. which reminds her: ] Actually, would you mind if I asked you about them? Your markings, I mean.

[poised]

[bless your heart, vietnam, tbh. Natalia happily claims the cheesecake in delight and laughs faintly--]

Oh, thank you, Vietnam!

[even as she delicately presses a gloved finger to her lips]

But come, come, no need to make this about me.

wow it's gonna take ONE flamingo sword waifu and we both know it, shirasu

[prehensible]

Kotarou-san!

[ naturally, souza is dressed quite prettily in a pale kimono and obi, his long hair pinned back by a flower-comb. also naturally, he's smiling quite warmly, looking just a little flushed from the wine he'd had earlier.

he catches the human man's hand, gently tugging it, expression open and hopeful and perhaps just a little pleading. ]

Will you please come dance with me?

[swordboning]

A Princess, huh? Just make sure Saber doesn't hear that.

[Because he is the most unknightly of knights. Saber, on the other hand, being the King of Knights, has a much different view.]

I can't say I'm entirely surprised. Especially considering how high class this event is.

Phase 1

[sjokolade]

[Despite Anna laughing a little at his title, that doesn't mean she won't stop to help out!]

Hey, careful, Mister Beefcake! We're here to have fun, not to create any damage! [She said before attempting to drag Cliff away from the poor man. Although, given how she was 5'0 compare to him?

That wasn't going to go well]

[hoasen]

[YEAH DELICIOUS. Also cos I'm a dumbass and forgets people need clothes, she's wearing this.

Vietnam shakes her head before waving a hand and presses it to her own mouth.]

I understand, you generously made this a ball for everyone. You are still the queen of this ball! I hope you are having fun?

[flaredo]

I told you I was gonna surpri--

[ Followed by a slight yelp and laughter as she's twirled, because yeah, she didn't expect that. ]

[poised]

Keep your voice down.

[SO QUICK. Don't say the p-word!! Or at least don't mention it around her that loudly, she'd rather not have more people pick up.]

Well... no one else has bothered to confront me on the matter tonight and I'd like to keep it that way. Being treated differently would just be bothersome when I have no kingdom here, I think.

[masakados]

[Jaune, are they having romance talk about who they like-like right now? Is this really a thing that's happening? Guy talk with Jaune Arc? Does guy talk usually include the usage of the term like-like, though...]

Well... Yeah.

[...that was shockingly straightforward.]

iv

[hoasen]

[Maybe he didn't want someone to talk about. Maybe he was trying to be slick or something.

So this small woman in a dark dress comes up to him and just holds out her hand, almost discreetly, to the side for his glass.]

[poised]

[queen... of the ball.... wow that was uncomfortably close, Vietnam

Still though, she doesn't seem fazed, rather just offering a happy smile even as she picks up a fork to dig into her cake.]

I certainly am!

But truly... it was through your help and the assistance of so many others that it managed to come together so perfectly.

[yourfononsarewhack]

[It's as if the universe sensed that Natalia was getting too many optimistic boosts and so sent a black hole of pessimism to re-right things.]

Ahhhh, perhaps that is so. Could it be your magnetic personality at work? Perhaps we should hold bets on who shows up here next.

[Wow Natalia, some host.]

It does seem to make for an entertaining distraction. Were you aware that a large number of people would be arriving on this day? [That's another concept he was aware of from that other place. There, they had marked 'cycles' in which New Feathers would arrive.]