« intro ⇢ winterball.exe »

[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

[luckybreaks]

Honestly...the same reason I agreed to come. [ He...hadn't originally planned to go to some super exclusive school. ] Anyone who graduates from Hope's Peak generally manages to find success, you know...? I'm not surprised they managed to find people to pay those prices.

[fittedgloves]

[ Oh, that's useful information. She crosses her arms. ]

What are these similar things? Does it go beyond plant life?

whoop phase i/ii

[perfectstrike]

[After arriving with Kuzuryuu, Peko breaks away from him almost immediately because, well... Lee is her date. And she doesn't want anyone to get the wrong impression about her and The Bocchan getting there at the same time.

Hopefully Lee has a better idea of how balls work, because outside of the dancing lessons she'd taken from Zara, there's not much else she has experience with here. Hm.]

Lee.

[And she'll just raise a hand in greeting, seemingly perfectly at ease with her dress of choice, even if it reveals a lot more skin than she usually shows and really does show those pale scars across her upper chest. Hopefully the dress and cute necklace combo is enough that they're not immediately visible? Who knows.]

[flaredo]

Some people have too much pride for twirling, that's all.

[ To the dance floor!! ]

[masakados]

I might, if they make a habit of having them here.

[He's a pretty good sport about the teasing.]

i

[hoasen]

[There's so many foxes lately. Also lord Yipyap?

She needs to find this out herself.]

That introduction...? [Is it correct, or did they get it wrong? There's been so many hit and misses tonight.]

[hamham]

[.........mistress of the dead? As in...does she keep undead armies...? Is she undead herself?!

Oho, things got a little more interesting.

Good idea playing the chuunigame though, because that easily brings his bolster back. He's beyond interested now, sort of forgetting the fact he can't dance in face of potentially meeting some form of demon or undead queen.]

Kehehe...is that so? Know that it is only on these diplomatic terms I will accept such a request, and it is also through said terms that you accept whatever ill-fate befalls you for engaging a demon such as I.

ii

[hoasen]

[WHAT ABOUT BOTH.

She's probably done well to resist his staring until he discovers the chocolate fountain, and managed to be distracted. Now that she knows he's not just some weirdo, but someone who actually is very curious about all the food and things here, she relaxes and speaks up.]

It is not commonly placed in a garden. You can keep it indoors.

[swordboning]

I'm not fond of Saber at all so I don't know where you're getting that idea.

[That's a lie but no one would ever know, considering how he treats Saber.]

[swordboning]

[He crosses his arms in kind. Because he's a master of that.]

Obviously. For this season, watch out for anything that looks like Santa or an Elf. Those are bound to be the more dangerous things.

IV

[variform]

[Although entertainment is being provided in the more traditional way, this scene he's come across is far more his style.]

Round one- go!

[popcorn.gif and all.]

phase iv

[beaconed]

Mr. Kirkland!!

[ Now would have been an opportune time to have his sword on hand, but sadly it was left at home because why would anyone need weapons at a ball party?

Welcome to Cerealia, Jaune. ]

Hold on, I'm coming!

[ He's running over towards his super spy friend. Whatever he's going to do to help him, he'll think of it on the way there... somehow. ]

[newtimes]

( Can't stop won't stop never gonna slow down gonna keep running catch him if you can!!! )

Anything!

( He's a simple sword with simple wants and needs. Also let's just say he totally missed that fancy introduction of yours, Natalia. He just came out here to have a good festive time he didn't know it was a formal ball okay. )

Since we're at a festival; what about ya'r favorite food? Or ya'r favorite game to play!

( Can you catch goldfish here? Or shoot a toy gun at a target for a little prize? )

bonus...

[bakudanma]

_{[ Katsura was just on his way to venture into the foliage when a familiar wad of bright hair is seen in the corner of his eyes aaaand--
He remembers this guy from the amusement park, he does! ]}
Pinky-dono--

_{[ If he got his name, he forgot it by now. Katsura holds him steady by the shoulders. What a nice attire he has on too! ]}
Ahh, Pinky-dono. Did you let yourself loose?

_{[ no idea ur a cute sword thing, nah. ]}

[hamham]

[Thankfully, despite his affinity for animals he does not act much like one himself...but he watches, clearly a little astounded and intrigued by this.]

Amazing! I have never viewed any form of transportation magic in practice before! Tell me, what sort of portals are these? Are they transdimensional? Do they span through areas of the multiverse or are they simply self-contained within this space and time?

phase iv

[aerialassault]

[It's an exceedingly stubborn tree that just wants to love on everything it sees. Including the newcomer and his blade.]

Yo-- what are you doin--

[Cliff didn't have time to finish before the tree tugged him, tripping him over the tangled roots and his own feet. Another vine was slipping through the shadows to loop itself around the newcomer's ankle...]

1/2

[hamham]

[He sort of jumps because where the fuck did you even come from, whipping around to look at his classmate. You're going to give someone a fucking heart attack you piece of shit don't go around doing things like that--]

[masakados]

[Jaune, you're a good guy.

He really wants to say that they're going out, honestly. He hasn't exactly gotten to mention this to a lot of people, just because he's not super close to many others yet, and damned if he knows when's the right timing for this. Yeah, he's heard guys brag right off when they have girlfriends, but.]

Yeah, she knows. [Okay, he--] ...We've already started dating.

[newtimes]

( Vietnam deserves better. When he's spoken too, he immediately recognizes her as the young lady he was watching earlier. )

An... indoor fountain? Where would ya keep it?

( Modern Interior Design 101: Let's do this. )

Phase I

[aerialassault]

Yeah-- they could'a come up with something better, don't ya think?

[Given the circumstances, he saw no reason not to complain to a stranger. The usher should have at least had a better imagination. Surely he had to at least be as good as the Intergalactic Overlord, or something.

Nevermind that it was his own fault. He should have at least RSVP'd.]

[masakados]

[--ohh. Right. He should. Probably mention the thing.]

I didn't exactly get them the way you'd usually get tattoos... I mean, my body isn't human. [He glances down at himself.] They came along with when my body was changed.

[hamham]

[Wow wait screw you are you judging him right now?

Gundam clears his throat, straightening his scarf a tiny bit.]

I was not cooing. It is a technique used heavily within any decent kingdom built within the real of beasts to soothe and calm the aura of aggressive creatures.

[niceguypose]

[He is exactly taken by surprise! He gasps for a moment, but that gasp quickly becomes a giggle as he recognizes those tiny monkey hands that are hugging him.]

Ah... My noble student Mabel-chan! Has the time come for you to overthrow your master?

[yeah, he's only going to become more hella dashing. He can't really hug back from this angle, but he will reach one arm back to try to give her a headpat.]

Phase I

[remainingtwin]

[Okay, she's curious, she can't deny this. Normally she probably wouldn't approach him and ask, but thankfully she's on the outskirts of the party too. Being a loner is finally paying off??

It takes her a couple tries, but finally she just blurts out at him:] How do you babysit swords? [Since, you know, that's kind of the implication here.]

Phase 1

[aerialassault]

[He held his stance as solidly as a rock would when faced up against her petite stature and her laughter. No one was hurt and nothing was broken yet, so that meant things were still a-okay.]

Yeah, I know, but Beefcake?

[Sure, he could bench Anna and the poor usher combined, but that didn't make a difference. In what century was Beefcake even still a thing?]