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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

[masakados]

[He's looking at her fondly. He'd like to get more time with her too, but what a night for her to be on security.]

I'll be around [and all hers!] whenever you've got a moment for yourself. And we'll have some time afterward, too.

[He's planning on sticking around. Hey, he still has to ask her nicely if she'll help him out of his suit later.]

[deontology]

[what is wrong with you.

Slowly, Sousei glances down at the (very solid) path at his feet.

And then at the grass that's a good few feet away.

Really.]

I don't want your help. Leave. [he's rather deal with the TREE AND GLASS conundrum himself at this point than listen to Naruto.]

[allfortheclan]

[ Right, not mother. Ninja housewife.

Shirasu actually grins at the protest and stops picking over Tenka's suit. ]

All right, all right. Here. [ Offers the bundle. ] I wanted to give you this.

[remainingtwin]

[Mio stares for a long moment, looking very dubious at his assertion. Her skeptical gaze goes to the men he points out, and then back to him as if to say, 'are you serious?'] ...They don't look like a tachi or uchigatana.

[But then, even just looking at them Mio can tell they don't quite feel human. Having some degree of spiritual power was handy for some things, she supposed, though they had a completely different feel than the spirits she'd seen at home.

Absently she touches at the butterfly-shaped bruising at her throat for comfort and shrugs.] I guess I've heard weirder things. Are you a swordsman or something? Why are they human?

[There's a brief pause before she looks embarrassed herself] Er, sorry... I'm being nosy. You don't have to answer, obviously. Sorry.

[sunshrouded]

[He doesn't even notice the double-taking... Then once Kaoru's talking, he doesn't notice much of!! Anything!

congratulations, kaoru, you have embarrassed him entirely--]

A-A-Ah....?!

[grumbling... noises...]

Mmn... Thanks then.... Maybe it's not so bad.....

[hopeless]

Phase III

[littlestbaskerville]

[Sorry Kaoru, someone familiar is approaching you in her new dress and a purple ribbon and two hair combs in her hair. For a few moments she looks the other up and down...she looks pretty!

Silent for only a moment she is soon in front of the other smiling.]

It's CowRoo!

[masakados]

...Keep me updated.

[And he'll thump his shoulder in encouragement. You'll get there, Jaune. Eventually. With slow and steady pushing and maybe shoving. One day.]

phase ii

[variform]

[Sorry about personal space, bc Sai will be butting in to take one of the squirrels (or three) and popping them into his mouth.]

Well, they're even more delicious than they are cute. ♥

[Well, "cute" is relative. As if really was paying attention to that.]

1/2

[tsuranuki]

[ There's been....oh, maybe five or six people at this point that he's waved off. At some time he ends up automatically replying, his eyes half-closed. He would go elsewhere, but he doesn't know this place very well, so Saitou's mostly waiting for things to die down before he find someone to properly ask about this.

"That's a pretty rude way to to say hell, Hajime-kun." ]

i

[unluckless]

[Komaeda isn't sure whether to be amused or impressed. Because really, Overlord of Rice would be a pretty important and wealthy guy in Japan. Gundam is looking at this all wrong. He might have just gotten a promotion inadvertently.

Then again, maybe Mice would be more accurate. Trying not to look as amused with himself as he feels. Straight face, except for a blithely cheerful smile of greeting, he makes his way over.]

Did they get that wrong, Tanaka-kun?

[Sore wa chigau yo? But no he'll leave that to the protagonist.] Though I doubt it matters. No one seems to be paying too much attention. I guess there are other things to be interested in here. [Fancy balls. So weird.]

sheddin a single tear...

[adornmental]

I mean, someone could try, if they wanna see what it's like to live without hands.

[A QUICK ANSWER...

But even though Kashuu doesn't quite get that Souji's doing him a favor here, it does at least serve its purpose in getting him to lean his big fat head away from the water so he doesn't get his dumb ass eaten. When he shifts, neatly crossing one leg over the other in a somewhat imperious movement, the sword at his side comes into better view. Who even knows how he got in here with it, but he sure did...]

Did someone put some kinda hit out on my outfits before I even got here or something?

[More worried about his clothing than himself...... Well, it's not like a fish would be able to bite through metal, right??]

[psycholawgy]

[ Her eyes narrow as she gives Archer A Look. ]

What's wrong?

2/2

[tsuranuki]

...Souji.

[ Not very often do people catch him off-guard. Even now, he tries to make that single word sound more like a statement than a question as he straightens up to properly look at his fellow captain. ]

I didn't expect see you.

[ He hadn't expected any familiar faces tonight, actually. ]

[flaredo]

Shh, I've got you.

[ Dangling. Off the floor.

But yeah, she's not going to drop him. ]

phase iii;

[flaredo]

Killuaaaa!

[ Well, he should know that voice by now, and that head of blonde hair, even though the style's different, parts of it pinned up. And, you know, the dress is new.

But she's lightly trotting his way anyway. ]

[hamham]

[A...a what?]

It's merely a simple aquatic beast, chains have no place in this matter. Do not speak such nonsense, fool!

[What are you even talking about??? Plumber??? If he wasn't so focused he'd get it, but all he is really paying attention to is the fish.

Which...please you good little creature cooperate...surely some gentle stroking along your sides or some soft cooing will convince you to let go!]

Phase II

[littlestbaskerville]

[Bouncing towards him in her new dress and a purple ribbon and two hair combs in her hair. Lily looks a little bit too excited to see the other. Then the offer of food makes it even better!]

Oz! What kind of foods?

[masakados]

[Naoki glances over at her, nodding at the question-- before he quirks a questioning smile.]

Do I?

[deontology]

[Saitou, you are already his current favorite person. He didn't try to save Sousei, which Sousei appreciates; after all, he really could handle this just fine if he wasn't consciously trying to not break the glass.

Either way.

He hands off the glass easily with a nod of thanks, and then true to Saitou's beliefs, in the next moment he has drawn his sword and neatly severed the branch that was clinging onto him. From there, it's easy to pull the remaining pieces from his arm, neatly sheathing his sword again.

And then to be safe, he takes a few steps away from said tree.

Ahem.]

...Your assistance is appreciated. [really, you're the best, Saitou.]

[beaconed]

The both of us...?

[ Puzzled, he looks at Pyrrha, wondering what the captain is trying to say. They all seem to be dressed really nice for the occasion, don't they? ]

[sunshrouded]

[...... well, I mean. The tree does have a tentacle around tipsy Tenka's arm so there's that. And he has his fan open in the other hand and he seems about ready to just slice and dice--

Though he's still turning slowly to Kousetsu and... not... alarmed enough to keep from sassing]

Kousetsu-kun... Is being attacked by trees something that you would normally consider alright....?

[particularity]

No... You haven't met me.

[Hinata shakes his head slightly. It's complicated, but he needs to work up to timeline shenanigans because honestly they can be a thing.] But we're from the same world.

I was a student at Hope's Peak.

[swordsitter]

No, they wouldn't. [ though his expression remains mostly unchanging, the glance he gives her is reassuring. it's fine if she asks. gods know he was skeptical about the whole thing at first, too. ] I'm a saniwa, and they're tsukumogami. If you look, you'll see their vessels on them. [ in other words, their real bodies, the actual blades.

he fiddles with the hem of his jacket, toes curling in his shoes, faintly nervous despite himself. he doesn't really talk about the whole situation with strangers normally, after all. ]

There's a few others here. Most of them are pretty famous blades. [ so they'll enjoy chatting about their previous owners and the things they've done and experienced. if she's interested. ]

[sunshrouded]

Eh? Eh?!

[OONA'S ALARM IS GETTING TENKA TO BE ALARMED.]

Oona-chan?! What happened? What's going on?!

[tenka's hot, that's what's going on]

Phase II

[littlestbaskerville]

[Lily is new the table in her new dress and a purple ribbon and two hair combs in her hair. She is making sure to not ruin it...though the moment she hears the voice and looks to the silent man, she nearly drops her plate.]

...did it speak?