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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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[Hey, a fox dance would be a great dance!! But no, Nakigitsune listens closely to the instructions, watching for Naoki to make his move and...does this make him the following partner then?

Putting a hand on Naoki's shoulder! And...moving to hold his other hand?]

Like this?

[...why this.

The commentary causes him to stop, at least, but he doesn't turn to look at him.]

Looks like you've forgotten something, Tatsuma.

[AND HE'S NOT TALKING TO YOU UNTIL YOU FIND IT.]

Yep! I mean, I have to now.

[Because it sounds neat and the fish aliens are pretty and he likes ponds?! WHO KNOWS WHY he does what he wants.]

_{[ zzzzzzzz.
Still asleep here, man. His breathing seemed sort of rough.
See that katana right there? That katana has killed many aliens from long ago-- their blood is still stained on it.

Maybe you ought to do the honors and cut him free with it? ]}

[Faize is...not exactly dressed for the occasion. He even has a sheathed rapier hanging from his right hip which may or may not be entirely appropriate for this sort of thing. But CERES will be CERES sometimes and just kind of plop you places you're not at all prepared for.]

[You know what else he's not prepared for though? Being approached by a pretty princess and asked to dance. Definitely not ready for that, even if he was hoping to run into her at some point.]

Miss Natalia! [Okay, normally he's not THAT formal with names, but she caught him off-guard and gave him a doki and also she's the hostess of this party. So Miss it is for now.]

I... [He hesitates. On the one hand, he doesn't want to make a fool of himself trying to do dances he doesn't know. But on the other...she IS the hostess and technically he wasn't even invited so can he really say no? In the end, he decides that the answer is no. No he cannot say no.] ...of course. [He raises his left hand to his right shoulder, bowing his head slightly before taking her hand in his own.]

Though I must apologize in advance, both for my dancing skills and remaining at your gathering without a true invitation.

[He still feels kind of bad about that, even if it wasn't his fault he wound up here and Cliff assured him that she likely wouldn't care because she invited everyone. IT'S STILL AN INTRUSION.]

[ Kousetsu will turn with that greeting, head tilting to the side a little at the sudden presence of yet another sword, this time a Wakizashi. ] Horikawa-san.

[ He'll look back at the myriad of people dancing, chatting, and being sociable around them. ] ...yes. We have been here for about a month or so. [ He turns to regard the other with his same blank expression. ]

How are you and the others settling in?

[Hide is rocking back and forth and basically dancing in place on the outskirts of the dance floor. The music up until that point had been such a drag, but this rock ballad? This is more his speed. He's sending a silent thanks to whoever decided to waken this party up when he notices Trucy coming up to him.

Her question earns a grin from him. He's never had a girl ask him to dance before, usually it's the other way around, but he's not going to knock it.]

Of course! [He'll offer her his elbow and lead them out onto the dance floor, towards the middle.]

((overflow!))

Edited 2015-04-29 02:36 (UTC)

_{[ SHOCK A SURPRISE. Oh, Katsura seems thrilled at this. ]}

Fu hahaha! Hinata-san! I see you had an operation! Ah, you blend right in now, don't you? Nobody can know you're a main character now!

Hahahaaaaa! I'm so glad for you!
_{[ ????? ]}

Did you want to try one of my treats?
_{[ he seems so chipper now.. you made his day. ]}

It's just sap. [Cliffjumper snorts, rolling his optics - mostly visible by the inner spot of stronger glow rotating.]

Pretty sure you can wash it out or whatever. You got your jewellery back, why're ya complainin'?

[Why does he ever bother trying to help with fussy human stuff like this? Should stick to the big things.]

_{[ Ahem. Yes. That is a naked butt on him, and that was a violent entrance he made. He is squirming a little, feeling uncomfortable.
Needless to say, Katsura is hoping to get back on his feet one way or another. ]}

Ah. Get off of me.
_{[ it was sort of a sharp tone, but then his voice softens. ]}

A samurai doesn't judge. If somebody needs to be rescued, he will rescue. If they need to be clothed, he will clothe them. If their toilet is clogged, he will get his hands dirty for a kind soul.
_{[ little does he know he isn't talking to a very kind soul. ]}

Can you get off of me?

[Ah. She made it. Well that explains a few things. All the things, actually.]

You're welcome and thanks...

[He did try to look nice, after all. Nicer than usual, anyway.]

Peko and I walked here together, yeah. We live across the hall, after all.

[Implying that they didn't come here together in a dating sense but just in a literal sense? Well that would explain why Peko is nowhere to be seen, at least.]

But obviously, you already knew that. [Since presents and all. Or well...he ASSUMES she gave Peko a present too, if he got one.] Thanks for that, by the way.

[The present, obviously. Part of which he's wearing this very moment! Which she may or may not have noticed if she looked at his sleeves.]

[Congratulations, Celty you managed to spill that before anyone else, even Jaune.]

Er... That is still very touching! I know I have tried to be kind, but this was a whole new level! On top of the package that you sent to me... It's so much!

[He balls his hands while trying to contain all this emotion.]

Yes, it is very memorable! Have you been to many social events like this in the past, Celty-san?

[It's like a circle of staring and squinting...]

Probably! Most of us only just showed up a few days ago, but a few were here waaay before. [EARLY TO THE PARTY LIKE LOSERS.

And nodding at that!] Mmhm! Haru's our Saniwa. He can call so many of us that it's pretty impressive, right? [Boasts about his owner...]

I... well, I did come out to get a break, so if it's okay, yeah. I'll come too.

[Also because he's the one who told Kashuu about alien fish things in the water and if he gets like eaten because of that... yeah, no, he's definitely coming along. Taking responsibility!]

[ he shifts awkwardly at the attention, ears going hot again, carefully not looking at souji. it feels weird, having a heart-to-heart with a member of the shinsengumi. he was fully prepared to really dislike him! but honestly, he's not.. so bad so far.

his hands curl together, then uncurl, and he finally sticks them beneath his thighs to keep from fiddling with them. for several long moments, he's silent, collecting his thoughts, trying to sort out how he wants to word them. haru isn't normally a talkative teenager. other people have better things to say, have better things to listen to. but this is.. important. not just for him, but also for okita-san and for kashuu-kun. to make sure that there's an understanding, to make sure that things are going to be okay this time. ]

It's-- different. Before I call them. [ he toes at the path, a tiny line drawn between his brows. ] Before I call them, they really are.. weapons. Sometimes beloved weapons, sometimes famous, but.. there's no life there, so there can't be-- they can't die, either. [ he glances up slightly. ] So he didn't die back then, because he wasn't alive in the first place. But.. the steel remembers. Memory.. it's imprinted there. So.. when I-- [ he pauses there, suddenly uncertain how to explain his abilities. ] I-- it's-- [ he glances away again, face feeling hot now, too. ] Well, it's complicated. But when they manifest, the steel's memories become their memories.

[ ultimately, what he's trying to say is that.. really, okita-san does need to make things okay between he and kashuu-kun, but he shouldn't feel too guilty. ]

.. In the end, I didn't have to bring him out. But.. I did. It seemed right.

You have to be careful with drinks, Souza-dono. You'll become a useles old man-- divorced and left on the streets and the only love you will ever know after that is pachinko and the joy of scratching your own ***hole.

_{[ he's holding his arm.... embarrassing... pinky-dono. ]}

You were walking ... this direction.
_{[ Katsura turns them to the right and tries to ignore the fact his thoughts were getting fuzzy too. Huh. Weird. ]}

[He seems so happy...

You're going to be really disappointed later. He almost feels bad about it. But not too much.]

...

You made these?

[Hinata looks at that offered hand and grins taking it, plunking his other hand on Gundam's shoulder and giving him a firm nod.

And he'll actually kind of-- pull him-- into moving--

This is probably not your stereotypical dance but it's not hard, just a little step this way, and one that way...]

Edited 2015-04-26 01:07 (UTC)

[This was a strange predicament. Nakigitsune let himself be dragged for a short moment, trying to decide the best course of action. Having managed to free himself of all the vines but one, the obvious thing to do would be to cut the one on his leg. Freedom!

...Ah, but the other guy was still stuck.....and the tree didn't look to be giving up any time soon.]

....Should I try again?

It's not fool, it's Katsura.

_{[ Katsura watches Gundam as he talks to the animal and thinks nothing of it cause... he does the same exact thing. The little fish loosens his grip, but not entirely. He merely slides down Katsura's hair. ]}

Ah, ow. Ow. That is my charm point-- my charm point!
_{[ his only charm point. ]}

Ah, so humble! That is an admirable quality as well! [Such a chipper little chipmunk! She makes the mistake of coming around his front, so now he gives her a squeezing hug.]

You are very welcome!! It is my honor to look after Dipper-kun. He truly needs it! But I want to thank you too, for your own presents! They were so nice and thoughtful! I'm so proud that you think that highly of me!!

At least it was a... um, memorable entrance? [NOT THAT THAT PROBABLY HELPS...]

You're welcome. [Shit how do conversations work.] Um, where did you get it?

Tch! Too late! Damn!
_{[ ???? ]}

You've already been deluded into having a humble attitude-- a pleasant and admirable personality-- a protagonist status!
_{[ don't mind him he's honestly just jealous. ]}

Are you related to Hinata-san? You look like you could be a little brother.

Cheesecake... [ That doesn't sound very good, but he kinda wants to try it if it's going quickly. ]

Kaoru-san...I would like to try some. You like some as well?

( It's easy to be upset when given their complicated history. Sakamoto had been a wanted man, there were plenty of enemies out to get him, and one of them eventually did. It was easy to blame those Shinsengumi guys at the time, even if they'd denied it, but even after all of these years, he still didn't know. No one knew...

He could get along with those Shinsengumi swords. Everything was in the past for them. But actually meeting a member of the Shinsengumi here? Is it still a thing in the past? Or is this suddenly a present issue? History is complicated enough without the time shenanigans.

So... this guy would leave his old man alone? He'd leave them both alone? Mutsu begins to relax but only slightly, still cautious. )

He'd never pick a fight with ya. ( He was a negotiator, not a warrior. ) He'd... try to talk to ya first.

( So he should try to talk too, right, old man? He takes a breath before he speaks again, )

... Okita-san, huh?

( Kashuu and Yamato's old master... )

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