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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!

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Eeee!!

[She waits, bouncing a little on her toes, and the gasps because that's a fairly large box and the paper is so pretty.]

You didn't have to get me anything though, you know!

[But she is holding her hands out to accept it!]

[What is color, he just doesn't seem to know. Maybe he'll learn by the next formal gathering but probably not.]

Hm? Couldn't find anyone to give you lessons beforehand?

[He's not surprised that Kaoru doesn't know how because, yeah, Ye Olde would make something like this kind of difficult, but...there are surely plenty of people here who know and Kaoru came off as someone who's fairly connected when they first spoke.]

Yeah, but I was trying to keep everyone from finding out.

[ Killua's shoulders slump into a grumpy slouch. It's a pain having people know personal details about him.

And more than that, how did this random peon even figure it out? Just what kind of information is being provided here? This is some stupid party, not a military operation!

And let's not forget that the guy who's approached him seems... very interested in his title. Killua definitely eyes him with blatant suspicion. ]

Um. I think so, yeah. [ she can't be twenty yet, right? ] And Haru's fine.

[ he can't handle people being too respectful. it's bad enough getting it from his blade-spirits. --he's distracted from the thought by her sudden laughter, though, pale eyes widening in his face in apparent surprise. what..?

it's.. kind of infectious, though, and the harder she laughs, the more his own awkwardness fades, until the corner of his mouth is lifting faintly in what appears to be his version of a smile. ]

.. No, it's okay. I guess we're both being a little silly about this. [ two socially awkward teenagers trying to make conversation. it's probably the stuff of comedy routines. .. sad comedy routines. ] Is there anyone from home here with you?

[That is hardly embarrassing Ciel that is really adorable honestly. And she'll think that once she's done getting over her dumb feelings. And...probably ask about this fiancee of yours when that happens sorry.

But for right now she's not focusing on that, giggling a little at his stammering.]

But what?

It's rather inconvenient, yes.

[ so far it's mostly been the same time for a new batch of people to arrive, except for that one month. ]

In time, I'm certain a stable pattern will be revealed.

[ Kousetsu looks back at Kaoru with a nod of his head. ] Good evening Kaoru-san.

[ He'll look back at the table and nod. ] Yes it is...filled with many things I have never eaten before. I am...not exactly certain where to start.

[ Because he doesn't really know what's what! He's just kinda been randomly picking up things and trying them. ]

Edited 2015-04-25 21:56 (UTC)

[Well, his posture's nothing that won't come to be fixed when they actually start moving-- Naoki inclines his head and he'll start moving, at a slow, easy pace to start.]

Did you come with anyone to this?

[Sakamoto is drawn backwards with little protest. He's used to being tossed about like some sort of rag doll, but that familiar voice...

As he turns to identify the perpetrator, his eyes widen in surprise. The very moment he stepped foot here, Sakamoto had faith, had faith that there world hadn't been destroyed entirely. Perhaps the planet was gone, but the people? This merchant's heart is far too foolish to even consider such a terrible fate. He should smile, and he does- Because he was right.]

Whoa! Zura?

[He lets out a little gasp, covering his mouth playfully.]

What's this? You're actually out past nine! And at a party, no less!

I can't believe it! Are you havin' yourself a wild night?

[Cue an atrocious brow-bounce.]

[ oh no.... cute.... ]

You have family here? I hope they are enjoying themselves as well.

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!?

[for the thousandth time in his life, he shouts this at some wig-headed guy.]

Why are you making it sound like the cow could have actually been expired?! You didn't get milk from a dead cow, did you? YOU GOT MILK FROM A DEAD COW, DIDN'T YOU! ZURA!

[nevermind that it would probably be harder to find a dead cow than a live one. Zura just sounds really sketchy.]

I don't even know what to do anymore! It just won't stop . . . each time I think it's done. . . it's not. . .

[yeah. . . it won't. . .]

[ Hotarumaru plz. He would be more surprised at seeing the oodachi but he's come across so many other swords that the unexpectedness isn't really all too unexpected anymore. As it goes, Kousetsu turns and watches him place those grapes on his plate. But he really doesn't seem to mind? He's just way too chill about everything, really.

He'll look down at his clothes and if he were better at emoting he'd be quite obviously embarrassed by the compliment. As if stands he just remains silent for a moment or two. ]

Vietnam-san and Souza helped pick it.

[He'll give her a hug back, but look a bit nervous at her question.]

Oh, h-hahaha yeah I uh... got a lot.. [He rubs the back of his head, obviously lying through his teeth.]

[ These kids need a chaperone, this has been abundantly clear to him ever since the formation of that unfortunate detective agency. Even though they are almost adults, they need someone to tell them "no" once in a while — and damned if that's going to be him. He's the cool guy who gives out presents and spending money, and names ships after them okay? Andy's too much of a pushover to step into that role, and he has learned (painfully) not to pretend to be Minamoto, ergo the obvious solution is... ]

Shi— Shiho-chan! You're here!

[ "Kashiwagi Oboro's" face lights up in obvious delight, a hand pressed to her (ample, and in good ZKC fashion, mostly-exposed) chest as it heaves with relief. ]

I'm so glad I found you!

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Hey, come on, give me a break! It's bad enough you got most of it right...

[Ugh, that name.]

You can barely walk around this place without something totally dumb happening to you. They didn't even say the title I told them to say when I got here!

[He agrees though, they coulda listened at least.]

[if there was ever a time in his life where yuri needed to be saved (well, aside from at zaude), it's now. this is an absolute disaster—he knows it, and really, he never wanted any part of it to begin with.]

You can have more than a word. More like a whole books' worth of them. [which is definitely yuri-speak for BLESS YOUR SOUL PLEASE SAVE ME. get him away from this sound system as quickly as possible.]

"Super High School Level Luck"? That sounds really neat!

[Pause.]

Oh wait!! Super High School Level...does that mean you know Fuyuhiko then?

[MORE FRIENDS OF FRIENDS YES GOOD!!!]

[There's a bitter little twist at the pit of his stomach at the offer, for all that the young man had clearly only meant well by it. It hadn't even been a proper battle, but spending all evening on his feet, dancing, wandering about... it had already taken a lot out of him. It's hard, now, to not feel powerless and frustrated, that such small things could exact such a heavy toll.

But what is the point of resisting, only for his own pride? He might as well not make himself a burden to the poor boy and go easy on himself.]

Thank you, I think I probably should, just for a bit. [But before going anywhere he bows politely back in turn, because he's not so frail that he can't observe some basic politeness still.] Okita Souji. It's a pleasure to meet you, Kure-kun.

[ They could present it to the others as a surprise. Between Mutsunokami and Hotarumaru, they shouldn't have a hard time lifting it off the table. Hopefully nobody will charge them for stealing it. ]

Ah, thank you, Mutsu.

[ He was a fingertip away from making a grave mistake. But with the strawberry in hand now, he thoroughly coats it with the sweet liquid. He then takes a very big bite out of it and Hotaru's eyes immediately widen with delight. ]

It's really good...! Have you tried it yet?

[ This time, he's the one offering a cluster of grapes. ]

[Why yes, he does! Everyone is the dancing type in the end. You just have to ask them the right way. And even though she doesn't really need to wave in return, she does anyway.]

Aww thank you! I made it myself!

[That's where she got it. Just gonna fluff up her top a little with pride.]

You look very nice too! Very handsome. [Nod nod.] Did you come here with Peko?

[Suddenly, Sakamoto doesn't feel quite as cold.

Having a pair of pants apparate out of thin air is peculiar, to say the least, but he's seen far weirded in his line of work. Traveling across the universe has certainly left him with an open mind. The strange woman with a helmet turns away, and while he's always been a fool, Sakamoto knows a "guilty" face when he sees one.

He is a merchant after all.

Following suit, he manages to successfully pour a drink into one of the many available glasses (with a tad of spillage). In his attempt to get her attention, he happens to trip over his two left feet, and the drink falls with him.

Onto whatever she's wearing. At least she's a shadow? Wow, what a mess.]

[ oh did she accidentally give away his secret santa... oops. ]

We were simply repaying the kindness you've shown to us.

[ she has yet to hear of someone who didn't like lee. and if she meets them, she'll have to kick their ass.

anyway, her shoulders lift briefly in silent laughter. ]

Yes, I'd have to agree. It's certainly a ball to remember.

[in all fairness? yuri doesn't look too enthused about this either. if anything, there is some pretty visible frustration that vaguely lines his features—up until natalia's interjection, he's even sighing a bit.

at least he doesn't seem to be bothered by the fact that she's asking that.]

My pleasure. [he'll take a step away—which also brings him a step closer to her. obviously, he does recognize that she's the one in charge here, though he's not about to make a scene of it. he's also not going to treat her any differently because of it, either.] Probably better if they didn't just shove this responsibility into the hands of anyone walking by while they take a break.

[just saying. he's not qualified for this in any way.]

[no, no ruby, it does not. but it amuses yuri, at least.]

I don't really think that's the retort you were looking for.

[Oh goodness, that's something of a surprise! It's not every day that you see a hand just pop off like that... Though the lack of blood makes it slightly less concerning. But only slightly! Because it's still terrible to lose a hand, even if it's fake.]

Ah, certainly! [Did he even notice the awful pun there? Or is he just more focused on helping out this poor unfortunate stranger.] Allow me...

[He unsheathes a somewhat odd looking blade from the scabbard hanging off his right hip, sweeping it gracefully upwards through the air and right through the pilfering tentacle. Nice and simple! Except...now the hand is wrapped up in dead tentacle and also on the ground. Sorry...about that...]

Ah! My apologies, it seems I acted a bit too hastily... [He re-sheathes the blade with a click before bending down to try and get to the hand before Komaeda does. Because he really shouldn't have to pick that up, considering it's Faize's fault it even fell in the first place!]

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