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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

[codere]

Because that's what I'm hearing from all of this.

[ Just keep derailing the conversation, Rin. ]

phase iii

[impheired]

[It probably comes as no surprise that Kuzuryuu has decided to join Kaoru amongst the garden of wallflowers. At least he doesn't seem to be in a bad mood this time. He's even dressed up for the occasion, so clearly he at least gives something of a fuck as opposed to none of the fucks. He's just...not really the overly social sort. Or the dancing sort.]

Some people, yeah. I can't say I really understand why they think dancing is fun but...to each his own, I guess.

[verified]

You're welcome.

[ u can take it naoki, she believes in u. but her smile turns gentler as well, nodding. ]

I think you will! I'll be cheering you on.

[ like that promise they made earlier. ]

IV

[aerialassault]

[The tree that was still affectionately loving on Cliff after some godforsaken amount of time suddenly released the Klausian from his bindings as suddenly as it had latched on, vines visibly flailing and recoiling from...smoke? When had it suddenly gotten so hot?

Cliff darted away far enough to be out of reach, and turned around just to see...]

What the hell?

[Where had all of this fire come from?]

[fortheprincess]

[ Yep, dressed to impress. Hak looks up at Yoon, gently sipping on some wine. His plate is half empty; he's taking his time with this one. He's never had food so...so good before. Only reason why he hasn't finished it all yet is because he's had to keep some drunkards from wandering out too far. ]

Not bad. There isn't much for me to do here until someone tries to start trouble.

You?

[swordboning]

Stay close to me then. If holding on to me makes you less likely to be startled, then that's better. [Good ol' super tall buff Archer]

[emotive]

... Do you hit people with it?

[Ai Thao, why]

[swordboning]

Are you suppressing some urge to go on a rampage? Save that for when you play the video game here.

[heiwana]

...yes. I have already spoken to him. [ He will nod noncommittally as he goes back to looking at the food spread out. ]

Are you an acquaintance of his?

((ooc; Overflow comment if you want to continue!))

Phase ii

[prefersthemeat]

[Chie loves to eat. She also loves pretty clothes and getting to dress up and do girly things from time to time. So, getting to do both at the same time? She's totally there.

But the buffet table is definitely something she wasn't counting on. Every time she reaches for something to try, she sees something else. So, she's been standing there for about five minutes in her pretty dress with a huge lost look on her face.

When the stranger talks to her, she turns, obviously still confused but grateful.]

Uh, yeah, I guess. That sounds a whole lot better than me just standing here wondering what half this stuff is.

[fortheprincess]

[ He is on 'break' (though he's never really on a break because if anything happens, he's gotta be the first one there), standing very near one of the gates, watching the party nonchalantly. It's what he always does, even back home, after he became a bodyguard.

He looks on until he's approached by a very familiar face. Vietnam, was it? And here she is, holding out a few pastries for him. He'd wanted to talk to her, anyway. ]

Yeah, I do.

[ Except he gently pushes the pastries away to bend down and pick up a package on the ground. It's not wrapped very fancily at all; it's a simple paper bag with a string instead of a ribbon, but he holds it out to her. When Vietnam opens it, she'll find a mini first aid kit. ]

This is thanks for earlier.

[heiwana]

[ The idea has crossed his mind actually. But the fox was right, there was far too much food for the three of them to eat. ]

There are...these. [ He'll hold up what appears to be potato knishes from the appetizer section of the table. ] They are quite good, and filling.

[fortheprincess]

[ ...h e h

He finds it amusing when she covers up her face, but he keeps his cool expression on. It's funny. She doesn't need to worry, really!!! ]

If this is about last time, don't worry about it. I've dealt with much worse.

[ Much. Much worse. ]

[heiwana]

[ He nods quietly, almost a bit self-conscious now that they're actually out on the dance floor. He might look back at the crowd and then Souza again with some reluctance. Not entirely sure if he can do this, bro. But he won't give up so easily. ]

I have... [ but he doesn't trust himself enough to lead. He needs more practice! ] You may lead.

phase ii

[impheired]

[Okay so Kuzuryuu was trying to pretend that the desserts table doesn't exist because clearly it ws just put there to taunt him. Look at all these delicious sweets all in one place, in the middle of a ball with a shitton of people so there's no way you can take something without being noticed. Rude.]

[But it's kind of hard not to notice a single girl going to town on whatever sugary thing she can get her hands on. He's forcibly reminded of a friend from home. Man...nothing on this table would stand a chance if Owari were here, sweets or otherwise. So he can't help but stare a little with that thought in mind, looking a little amused as opposed of judge-y. At least until she offers him the plate, at which point a small frown crosses his face.]

...no, I don't like sweets. You hold onto that.

[That's a lie, he loves sweets. But aside from his tough guy image that he needs to uphold, black forest cake has way too much whipped cream for his shitty highly lactose-intolerant digestive system to handle.]

iii

[espersions]

Hey.

[ Hyoubu has actually dressed for the occasion. He's been stalking watching her for a while now, and recognizes that reluctant wallflower look: she clearly wants to dance, but she's just too shy.

So of course he's going to bend down and extend his hand and say in a totally not creepy manner, what? ]

Would you like to dance, Mary?

[dereban]

Oh.

[ She's not sure if she should be relieved or surprised at this situation, so instead she just sighs, taking the bottom of the cake and passing it over to Souji. ]

Here. Be careful though, it's kind of heavy.

[gao]

[ he perks up in surprise, but then again he isn't the only sword running around. ]

You figured me out! [ a+ sousei, here's a sticker. ]

[sunshrouded]

[how many shounen idiots does it take to figure out a bowtie, the saga continues

Regardless that just manages to get Tenka to snort - a smidgen of his good humor still managing to shine through despite his annoyance and discomfort.]

I admit... I'm kinda more surprised at how many people are suited for it here apparently. Is this what people do in the future?

[swordsitter]

[ his ears feel hot again. he never talked much at school before all this, too busy thinking about his siblings and what he needed to do that day once they were all home. and now that he's the saniwa, most of his conversations are with blade-spirits that consider him their master. it's.. not the same. it's really not like talking to a girl that's around his age.. at a fancy party.. while they're both essentially avoiding being social.

he shakes his head at the apology. ] No, it's okay. I'm not, either. [ that's probably obvious.

he returns the bow, though, pale eyes warming faintly again. ] It's nice to meet you, Amakura-san. Or-- Or Mio-san? [ they're strangers, but she's about his age, so.. ] Ah.. yeah, I just got here. I guess we've-- [ he and the other blades, that is. ] --had just a little while to settle in. [ he plucks at his jacket again, the blush creeping across his face. ] .. I'm lucky this came with me.. [ he glances back up properly. ] Have you been here long?

magic phase-ish

[impheired]

[Okay, so stage magic is different than superpowers magic, and Trucy is kinda cool so Kuzuryuu's going to watch her show. Also it beats dancing? At least this is entertaining. Especially that bullet trick, holy crap he really liked that one. Of course he did, it involved a gun. He actually clapped pretty loudly at the success of that one.]

[He doesn't actually run into her until a little later though, at one of the points where she's being a sneaky musical ninja. He just happens to be wallflowering close to the sound system for some reason, despite not actually being up to anything. (Maybe trying to ensure they don't play something wildly inappropriate again? Some of the music choices have been a little...)]

Nice show earlier, Wright, I'm impressed. [He...didn't realize you could do such advanced tricks at your age? Wow. Clearly she wasn't kidding about the blindfolded throwing tricks thing. He has no doubt she could pull those off now.]

[sunshrouded]

Not really.

[WHOOPS. Tenka just seems thoughtful as he tries to figure it out--]

I had to represent my family at stuff like this in Kyoto back home... and it still weirds me out, I guess. Too many politics and people not saying what they really mean.

The people here aren't like that but... it's still a little hard to shake.

[emotive]

I-I'm... I'M SORRY FOR MY PREVIOUS RUDENESS!! Thank you for your reassurance though!

[No alcohol ever again ever maybe]

nvm iii

[verified]

[ (continued from here)

fuuka takes a moment to look at minako's arms, lifting hers as well. ]

Oh... like this? And move left to right...

[ wow this is kind of complicated, but she sort of gets it! maybe like a beat or two behind the music because what is coordination. ]

[sunshrouded]

[Alas, not his ninja nor his housewife anymore--

Though admittedly... Tenka takes the bundle, a bit slowly.]

Did you try to cook?