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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

OTA

[invoker]

phase I
"Presenting The Imperious Queen of Executions, Mitsuru Kirijo!"

[ Rather unusually for Mitsuru at a grand social event like this, she blushed a deep red as she walked through the curtain. Sure, she gave her name right at the door and asked to be announced as the Leader of the Kirijo Group, but this was --

Well, she couldn't deny that she had given a fair few number of executions in her time.

Mitsuru was dressed in a sleek black dress, no rapier but her Evoker was in her clutch. Just in case.

She hoped no-one heard her title and tried to mingle amongst everyone, trying to find a waiter so that she could get something to drink in the meantime. Don't mind that she's still quite red in the face. ]

phase III
[ She was very grateful that she didn't come with a date, as proper etiquette at a ball required dancing. Mitsuru was perfectly content to be a by-stander for this event because she has been in Natalia's position many a time. Her birthdays grew grander and grander as the years went past - in fact she was dreading her 20th birthday. Her coming of age party would be exactly like this. But not as fun. The elite families of Japan would be invited and no-one from her peer group would be.

The lonely life of Mitsuru Kirijo in a nutshell.

Mitsuru takes a sip of her drink as she watched from the sidelines, lost in thought and a melancholy expression on her face. ]

phase IV
[ The tentacles, they just wouldn't stop... !

Mitsuru had taken the opportunity to go into the gardens to try and catch her breath, because the excitement of the ball was dizzying. It wasn't until she realised that there was a vine snaking up her leg that something was terribly amiss. ]

I will not let you ruin this event!

[ With a defiant shout, Mitsuru stepped on the vine and crushed it with her heel. She took her Evoker from her clutch, held it to her head and summoned Artemesia with the sound of crashing glass. ]

Mabufudyne!

[ Any bystanders would feel the immediate chill of crashing ice pillars as Mitsuru systematically froze the entirety of the tree and the surrounding area. She let out a breath as she felt the vine become brittle and eventually break as she stepped forward, but she may have turned this part of the garden into something of an ice wonderland. Whoops.

At least it looked pretty. ]

[flaredo]

[ Such a gentleman, enough to make her heart flutter-- which it does, oops. Yang curtsies, playfully, before she grins at him. ]

So, am I allowed to join in on feeding the snake, or is he all full now?

phase i more like kill him now

[spes_phthisica]

[Souji, dressed up in the kind of thing you probably end up in when you take inspiration from enthusiastic teenage girls, is probably not immediately identifiable as a warrior right at this moment. He's also only dimly aware of being addressed at first, that there is actually a query to reply to instead of staring at the other man with his mouth slightly open. He knows that name. Of course he knows that name. And he's already been made well aware, hasn't he, of the existence of sword spirits, and of this one in particular.

Maybe it didn't ought to come as much as a shock. After meeting another Okita Souji, perhaps he really ought to be prepared for just about everything. But this is different - in a way, it's a lot more like meeting someone from his own home. Even if this is the spirit of his sword from another world, it's still his sword, something he knows instinctively unlike the stranger-Shinsengumi.

When he finally manages to unfreeze, it's not exactly to answer the question. He manages a vague, yes, but only barely because one single impulse overrides all other.

Which is why Kashuu will find himself suddenly getting hugged rather hard by a bewildered, laughing stranger.]

[particularity]

[Hinata can see that...]

Are you okay?

[He sounds so grave and looks so serious when he asks this... but there's a telling twitching at the corner of his mouth... He's playing the little brother role again and needling gently.] You're so dressed up.

[beaconed]

[ He responds light-heartedly, even if he does agree that Pyrrha looks stunning tonight. ]

Oh, please, you two are the belles of the ball tonight. I figured I'll just wear something more low-key this time around, y'know?

[ As in, no cute dresses for him. ]

[changeably]

Flattered, certainly.

[There's not even a second of hesitation there. He knows a mine field when he spots one, and he's not going to test her.]

It's only that I have never seen you go to such effort, and with how pretty you always are, it's quite the sight!

Matrix | Open!

[unmended]

[Phases I-III]

[Matrix is only here due to being pressed by AndrAIa. He did manage to rent a tux for the occasion... but he also destroyed the sleeves. So here's a muscley green guy with no sleeves, a golden eye and a holstered blaster gun.

He tried to just slip in quietly and threatened the announcer rather than give him a name. Because of that, Matrix's entrance ends up being introduced as Mister Green, the Fastest Shot in West Tellus. Matrix's response is to growl and fire a warning shot to purposefully miss the announcer.

So while everything's happening, whenever he's not being dragged around by AndrAIa, he'll mostly be standing around and avoiding the festivities. Maybe he'll try initiating a little conversation every now and then... just maybe.]

Phase IV

[Now this is a party! Matrix seems to take joy in taking on his new enemies, with both his fists and his gun. Maybe sparking a teeny bit of a fire here and there as he does so. The gun even floats independently of him sometimes as he has it try to fire at the tree.

He'll also be trying to come to the aid of anyone else caught by one of the monster trees.]

Bonus

[Matrix wanted to get some fresh air away from the crowds. But now he finds himself feeling oddly... lightheaded. Huh.]

Whoa... Alphanumeric...

Simon Blackquill | OTA

[shacklebreaker]

PHASE I

[Blackquill arrives as Athena's chaperone, dressed in a suit not all that different from his usual attire. He really didn't care to come, being neither interested in dancing nor socialising with so many people, and he has no idea who the birthday girl even is... but as ever, Athena managed to twist his arm into agreeing anyway. As he enters, the announcer begins:]

Presenting--!

[Only to be silenced by the razor wind that slices through the air in front of him. Blackquill straightens from his battle stance, as if he'd just sheathed an invisible blade.]

Fuss around with those needless formalities, and the last thing this gathering will hear from you are your screams.

[The announcer goes pale, and the ex-convict turns without another word, sweeping into the ball.]

PHASE II

[After that menacing start to the evening, Blackquill is content to keep to himself where at all possible, milling around the buffet table with a glass of wine. If he sees anyone he recognises, he might head over to talk, but otherwise he looks aloof and unapproachable.

...He becomes slightly less so at random intervals in the evening when Taka swoops down to join him (this is an open party in the gardens, after all!) on his usual perch on his shoulder. Instead of his usual neckscarf, the hawk is looking adorable ~suave and sophisticated~ in a little black bow tie. Even birds need to think about dress codes, too!]

WILDCARD

[Choose your own adventure! Find the prosecutor around and try to drag him onto the dance floor, or otherwise pester him. Maybe you can even stop him being grumpy for two seconds.]

[fittedgloves]

Yes. You're lucky I happened to pass by. [ She gives him a small smile, because she's totally laughing at him. And she's not going to say it, but wow she's glad he's here. Especially after hearing that their world was destroyed (again, except this time no one survived) she wasn't sure if she would see anyone else from their class, much less Naegi. ]

It's interesting to see you here.

[flaredo]

Good save, you. [ Wryly stated, but she's grinning. ] And you look pretty fancy yourself!

[masakados]

Nah, I doubt he is. But he seems like he really dislikes cake, huh, Yurlungur?

[The demon's heads jerk up and he grumbles something like well if I don't eat it, the humans aren't going to get to it all, the great Yurlungur is doing them a favour. Naoki shrugs a shoulder helplessly and smiles at her.]

C'mon over. [He's drawing her by the hand.] How's security been?

[luckybreaks]

Ah! Thank you so much for that. [ He likes his hands. He's happy they're still attached to his person, because if they weren't it would be awkward. ] But "interesting"...rather, I'm glad you're here! I've been looking for all of you since I got here the other day. I hadn't found anyone else from our class, just that other one...

[ Which, oh yeah, he got exposition from people and should maybe heads up her - but first... ]

You look really nice, Kirigiri-san.

[ ..............she probably cares more about the exposition, Naegi. Kirigiri managed to clean up better than he did, since she bothered to wear nice shoes rather than sneakers, anyway. ]

[failedmurder]

[ Given that she had all of a day's warning before the ball, Kay's outfit is rather slapdash - she's in her usual boots, gloves, and scarf, after all - but she's at least made an effort by finding a cute dress to go over her shorts for the night. She's even wearing her limited edition Princess Misola memorabilia hairsticks. That's how much she cares about this ball. ]

phase i
[ The announcer goes silent for a fair amount of time, and in the lull there's a lot of frantic whispering going on at the entrance. Then, after a deep breath and probably some internal swearing, he manages to start reeling off her carefully-relayed introduction in fine style as she strikes a pose on top of a well-lit tree. ]

Even in the depths of night, when no other bird dares to take flight, one alone soars to shine the light of righteousness on the world's blight! And that one is Kay Faraday! For she is the Great Thief, Yatagarasu!

[ She feels awesome and end of the world or not this is the best night ever. Now she just has to get down out of this tree... ]

phase ii
[ She's still really full from Christmas dinner, but she's picking off stray morsels here and there when she sees something particularly fancy. She's also slowly, steadily, and determinedly making her way towards the alcohol. Maybe she can get to it before an adult notices..... ]

phase iii
[ WE CAN DANCE IF YOU WANT TO
WE CAN LEAVE YOUR FRIENDS BEHIND
BECAUSE YOUR FRIENDS DON'T DANCE AND IF THEY DON'T DANCE
WELL THEY'RE PROBABLY PROSECUTORS.

Not that she's a good dancer but what she lacks in technique she makes up for in spirit. Ahoy there, random probably-a-stranger. ]

Hey, why're you standing out? Wanna dance?

wildcard/ota

[flaredo]

Not too bad. [ Okay, okay, she's coming, glancing over her shoulder at the dance floor. ] A few people too drunk for their own good and making sure the fountain friends don't eat anybody, that sort of thing.

[allfortheclan]

[ So rude, Tenka. His cooking is just fine.

Shirasu reaches up and picks a strand or two of red-ended black hair off Tenka's shoulder and brushes the fabric off. Still a fusser. ]

Oh, I think most people bathe regularly, for a start.

But Yang did a nice job.

so very open

[acclimates]

( phase III )

a. approach him?

[ Eyes drawn to the dance floor, Izumi no Kami Kanesada considers carefully the different steps taken by the dancers like they are performers on a stage. And in a way, to him, they are. Ballroom dancing both is and isn't similar to the ceremonial dances he's familiar with. Or he should say; the grace and the flow are, even if the moves themselves are entirely different.

Round after round, songs change and the dancers come and go with their partners and Izumi- he seems to be studying the movements of their feet, the placement of their hands.

Ah... he's not saying it, but the truth is, he'd really like to try it. ]

b. wait and let him approach you

[ It's some time before he feels comfortable taking this step- and by all logic, it makes sense. Even though he's watched plenty, this isn't something he's ever done before. He's counting entirely on his skills of observation to carry him through this.

...it should be fine, right?

Man or woman, it doesn't matter. When Izumi finds someone who will meet his eyes, he'll smile - oh so very cool - and hold out his hand. ]

( phase IV )

[ The garden truly was a beautiful sight to behold, and vast. Later in the evening Izumi allowed himself to wander, taking in the sights of the fountains bubbling and the plants resting on the surface.

For a moment, he thought he saw something and leaned in, fingers reaching out to brush at one of the lily pads when one of the plants opened it's mouth-- yes, that was definitely a mouth with an impressive row of teeth-- and tried to take his fingers clear off. If he'd hesitated just a moment more, he'd certainly be missing at least one or two of them.

Instinctively he steps back and takes a look around him.

He's suddenly hyper aware of the sounds around him. The garden no longer looks so pictureque and perfect. Izumi also takes note of anyone nearby as well.] Careful... [ Anything could happen. Though whether or not they saw what happened to him was up in the air. If anything else tried to make a move, he'd do what he could to protect them. ]

iv.

[souperb]

[ on the list of things to do in cerealia-land, attending a party was probably on the bottom of the list, right above "helping sousei from being assaulted by a tree at a party" and yet! here she is, black dress on, moving on from her totally-doesn't-want-to-be-here thoughts to...

well, help him was the plan, but she hadn't brought her sword to the occasion, because as far as she knows that's not what you're supposed to do. wow, look! she forgot that it's this place. ]

Hey. Looks like you couldn't escape the headache, huh?

[ hi, sousei. without even a greeting, milla's reaching down to take off one of her goddamn high heels and break vines with them.

... obviously, that doesn't work so well because high heels aren't swords. she tried, she-- tried.... mumbled to herself is something along the lines of: "these things aren't useful for anything, are they--"

ugh. she can at least hold her hand out when that fails. give her either the glass or the sword, sousei, she doesn't even care at this point. ]

phase II

[roboticists]

[ Guess who is taking this opportunity to drink her troubles away? This woman.

Aura is currently drinking from the fullest, largest wine glass that she could find. Because she could and nobody was objecting. Sure she wasn't really invited, but at the same time - the invitation appeared.

Her attention is distracted when a familiar hawk lands on the head of Clonco, who is helpfully standing next to her and being her general source of entertainment for the evening. Until now.

She manages to let out a whistle which sounds like a hawk cry to get Taka's attention. Well, she attempted to make it sound enough like a hawk. Enough. Not quite. Just about. ]

wildcard pestering

[failedmurder]

[ She's been mostly accompanied by a certain beruffed prosecutor, but given that he's fairly happy to mingle in his own time, she's been left to her own devices, and her own devices now include meeting up with Mr. Blackquill.

sidle sidle sidle. ]

I told you I knew Mr. Edgeworth.

phase 4

[dishonorstudent]

[ Sadly, Ryuko arrived fashionably late to the party, so she missed the little troll's grand entrance. She's wearing a simple black dress in an attempt to blend in with the evening.

But... that voice. Is this a dream or a nightmare? On one hand, there is Nonon and tentacles, but on the other, it is a familiar face from her world. Dare she say a friend? No, she'll never say it because this weirdo is naked at a ball. ]

J-Jakuzure?!? What the hell?!

[ She's not helping you yet. ]

phase i

[luckybreaks]

[ ...Lurking by the entrance in general is kind of conspicuous, Usopp. Also, that introduction...well, Naegi's glad he gave his name to the announcer, at least. This guy clearly isn't dressed for the occasion, so maybe he's new as well? Although maybe two days newer than Naegi himself. ]

Er...are you doing all right? [ Maybe he can at least be friendly, even if he has zero answers about this place...! ]

iv 2

[particularity]

[Hinata stepped out for a bit of air and a bit of a walk (leery of alien beasties in the ponds of course but not thinking of the trees but they've been safe until now) so when he happens upon him...

Hinata stops and stares even in the face of that awkward smile.]

O-oi... are you all right, Naegi? [DO YOU NEED... HELP...???]

[failedmurder]

[ It's not as worrying a hobby as it should be, tbh. Must be the power of a defense attorney. ]

Oh, right! I keep forgetting you guys are from the future. Nice to know good music's still a thing in eight years.

iii

[particularity]

[Alas... Hinata isn't the type to come over and drag him off nor surprise him as he's drinking... how boring. Plainy plain.

He approaches Sousei all dressed up in this and... Sousei doesn't look as though he's having the most fun ever or even like he exactly wants to be here but ehm. Oh well!!]

Hey, Sousei.

iv

[defeets]

[don't worry Sousei, Jae-ha will make an inappropriate comment about how good you look in like a minute or two. he's dressed remarkably fittingly for the occasion as well, complete with a green tie.

and you'll be alerted to his presence when he snorts ungracefully]

Well then.

If this is your idea of a good time, I guess I could leave you to it.