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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!

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kyouko kirigiri | ota

[fittedgloves]

phase i.

[ Luckily, Kyouko heard about the ball as she was out exploring the city earlier that day, so she had enough time to buy herself a simple black dress and a pair of heels so she doesn't stand out too much. Of course, she's still wearing her gloves, even if they don't exactly fit with her dress. She gives the announcer her name and simply states her title is detective when he asks, but when she enters the room she's announced as "Kyouko Kirigiri, the Duchess of Detecting".

Which... he's close enough, she supposes. But she does send a glare his way at the dumb title. Kyouko will be looking around the ball room for a while, surveying her surroundings. Feel free to ask what she's looking around for or laugh at her title. ]

phase ii;

[ Eventually Kyouko finds her way to the food, and she can be seen eyeing (but not picking up) all of the adorable desserts. It's amazing how extravagant they are, and as much as she wants to try one of them, she refrains from doing so. After all, who knows what's in it? She just got here, so there's no way to tell if it might be dangerous. Sure, she's being overly suspicious but she'd rather be on the safe side here. ]

phase iii;

[ For a majority of the time she's in the ball room, Kyouko will be off to the side with her arms crossed, people watching and trying to see if she recognizes any familiar faces.

Anyone is free to come ask her for a dance, of course. Whether or not she'll accept your invitation is a different story, however. ]

phase iv;

[ Eventually, Kyouko makes her way out to the garden. She spends a few minutes watching as an alien fish comes to the surface and takes a big mouthful of its surroundings before going back under the surface.

While she's distracted, the tree behind her decides to wrap around her ankle. ]

...What? [ She feels it almost instantly, and tries to yank her foot out of the tree's grasp, but she's too late. It's already got her. She uses her free leg to stomp on it, using her heel to add force, but it doesn't seem to be working. It's obvious she's struggling to get the tree to let go of her, but she's not going to ask anyone for help. Hopefully a kind passerby will see the trouble she's having and help her out. ]

iii

[particularity]

[He's not coming over to ask her for a dance but instead--

He recognises that figure. Different clothes and all. Naegi and Kirigiri? But this time, he's prepared! He's not going to go and blurt out her name and confuse her first thing, he's going to approach this...

...better...

Hang on.

Do I want to do this at a party...?

Actually, give him a few minutes. He's engaged in heated mental debate. He's not standing far from Kirigiri, so she might notice that Hinata all dressed up (with a tie too!!) keeps glancing her way with a hilariously conflicted expression on his face.

(Gonna make the best first impression, right?? Haha...haa.)]

[fittedgloves]

[ She definitely notices, and while she tries to ignore it at first, it becomes increasingly harder to do so.

Finally, she can't stand it any longer. ]

...Yes?

[particularity]

--eh?

[Well, what did he expect? Hinata fumbles for a moment before he exhales and approaches her, apologetically ducking his head.] Sorry, I was just...

[...] I'm Hinata Hajime. You're Kirigiri... right?

[fittedgloves]

Yes. [ Huh. So he knows her name. No wonder why he was acting suspicious.

But she doesn't recall ever meeting him... Granted, there's still a pretty large gap in her memory. Maybe she met him back then? But he looked like he wasn't sure if he wanted to talk to her, so there must be more to it than just that. If he knew her from before, surely he wouldn't have hesitated to say something, especially in a place like this.

She might as well be direct. ]

Have we met?

ii;

[shikisha]

[ If Kyouko isn't going to be taking them... Nonon will. Coming up beside the other teenager, Nonon in her black and gold dress, she's not holding a plate or anything just looking for something to snack on. And without even knowing the other girl, Nonon seems to have no problem starting a conversation with her. ]

I've been to a lot of these kind of things, but I've never seen so much food. It's like some kind of glutton's paradise. [ Her voice is a little... harpyish, but she sounds pleasant enough for the moment.

Picking up an adorable little fox cupcake, Nonon just smiles. Before turning her head to ask: ] What, aren't you eating anything?

[fittedgloves]

[ She looks up to the source of the voice, watching as she picks up one of the cupcakes she was eyeing. ]

I'm wondering how so many were made with such detail. [ Which is true. Surely the quality wouldn't be as good if they're made en masse. Not to mention, in a strange place like this, who knows what they're even made of. ]

[shikisha]

...Does it matter? They probably just paid a lot of people to do it.

[ Nonon is already unwrapping that cupcake and biting into it. She's no detective, or really anyone who's ever had to deal with the idea of poisoned food. She's just hungry, and has a giant sweet tooth that cannot be contained. She is polite enough to finish swallowing before speaking again though. ]

I definitely didn't expect to find a thing like this though, after ending up here suddenly. A party for some person I've never even seen before.

[fittedgloves]

[ After seeing the other girl eat the cupcake, Kyouko reluctantly takes one herself, picking up a bunny one. ]

Yes, this is all strange isn't it? I've never been in a place like this before. [ All the robotic and high-tech stuff, coupled with the weird alien things... Yeah, it's pretty different. ]

iv

[swordboning]

[He didn't consider himself a hero of any sort despite the fact that he was. But it was still obvious that someone was in need right in front of him.

It's a casual movement for him, really. A longsword simply appears in his hand and he swipes through the branches, probably a little too close, and makes the sword vanish. No real hesitation.]

That was an idiotic situation to be in.

[fittedgloves]

[ She hears movement (that isn't this stupid tree that won't let go of her foot), and turns her head in time to see a sword suddenly appear in the stranger's hand. Well, that's new.

Kyouko watches calmly as he slices the tree, freeing her. ] Next time I'll remember to make sure that the trees around me won't grab me.

[swordboning]

Keep it in mind, then. There are similar things around here that you could end up being stuck in. Might as well be glad this is something that isn't life threatening.

[Taking a moment to shrug and shake his head. He's an expert at that action.]

[fittedgloves]

[ Oh, that's useful information. She crosses her arms. ]

What are these similar things? Does it go beyond plant life?

i!

[perfectstrike]

['Duchess of Detecting,' is it...? While it sounds ridiculous, most of the titles from the announcer seem to have been. Fortunately or unfortunately, he hadn't botched Peko's own Super High School Level, though that might just be because it's already a silly enough title that it doesn't need any embellishment...

Peko had definitely gotten there before Kirigiri, though, so when she hears someone announced as a detective and doesn't recognize the face, she ventures over. There's a moment of uncertainty because while Peko has been working on trying to be friendlier, she just doesn't have the expression for it still...]

Excuse me. Did I hear correctly you are a detective?

[No smalltalk, no introduction. Just straight to the point. Incredible, Peko. And while she is dressed appropriately, the bag on her back certainly looks like it holds a sword. And for someone who looks to be in their late teens, those certainly are an awful lot of fatal-looking, faded pale scars that seem to be from stab wounds crossing her chest, visible above the dress.]

[fittedgloves]

[ Kyouko immediately notices the sword (and that can't even be strange to her anymore) and soon after notices the scars.

No worries about being straight to the point, though, as Kyouko herself is guilty of that all time too. ]

Yes, I am.

[perfectstrike]

Is that so...? I see.

[Peko nods, as if that's the right answer. She's been trying to do some investigating on her own, but she's certainly not a detective by any stretch of the imagination. Gathering together useful people, though, is definitely something she's interested in.]

My name is Pekoyama Peko, Super High School Level Swordswoman. Have you arrived recently?

[fittedgloves]

Yes, I arrived earlier today.

[ Super High School Level, huh. ] Are you a student at Hope's Peak Academy?

iv.

[deontology]

[Helping kids who get all tied up in Cerealia's nonsense is practically Sousei's day job by now, much as he'd deny it. Either way, he's striding by, honestly trying to avoid the stifling atmosphere of so many people, and...

He hears her words before he sees her, but it doesn't take him long to realize the problem when he does see her.

It also doesn't take him long to fix said problem, since having a very sharp sword helps immensely. He shears straight through the branches reaching for her ankle neatly, expression flat.]

...Take a few steps back.

[fittedgloves]

[ She does just that, kicking away what was left of the branch wrapped around her ankle. ]

...Thank you. It was much stronger than I expected.

[deontology]

There's no need for thanks.

[As far as he's concerned, dropping newcomers into this mess is a shitty thing to do, but alas.]

It appears as though the majority of dangers are on the outskirts of the ball, but there may be some still elsewhere. [he can't say for sure until he checks everything out for himself.]

[fittedgloves]

I see. [ She'll need to go look herself sometime, when she's more prepared of course. ]

I've noticed the creatures in the pond seem to be dangerous as well. Are there any creatures like that outside of the water?

i

[omurice]

[While part of the crowd seems like a social gathering, another here solely for the food, Hubert is also noticing there are many people searching. Likely searching for a friend -- Hubert has no intentions on socializing, but that also means he doesn't need to be rude. So with that in mind, he walks up to the young lady.]

Are you searching for someone, perhaps?

[fittedgloves]

[ She turns toward the voice, crossing her arms. ]

I am looking for others from my world, yes.

[omurice]

A fair action. Fro what I know it's not uncommon -- I have someone from my world here as well.

[Right, he should offer to help, or something.]

Is there anyone in particular you are looking for?

[fittedgloves]

(continued here!)