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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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【OPEN】

[bakudanma]

【 PHASE II (a) 】

<sub>[ Katsura has his own little table set up with his own refreshments of all sorts, catering from his own kissaten in the Pleasure District. They're adorable. They're cute. It was embarrassing as he stood there in his own suited attire, seeming pretty proud of his food.

Cooking was sort a deal for him. Making food for other people-- it was pretty important. Nothing suspicious is in the treats, how could they be with them being so gosh darn cute? Anybody who even slightly compliments his work will get a rather cocky response, but if you notice the look on his face, his cheeks seem lightly tinted.

If you're not talking to him, he's probably talking to his … treats. You know, doting on them. It was gross. Everything about him was gross.

All of his treats are delicious, however, but there's one chocolatey drink that he accidentally put a wrong ingredient in-- listen, how was he supposed to tell the difference between a cocoa powder and a Cerealian special ingredient, guaranteed to cleanse out your urinary tract! Yeah, this drink will have you pissing for between 20 minutes and 2 hours, leaving you only very sleepy and dehydrated at the end of it. Just how were you miraculously able to piss that much!? ]</sub>

【 PHASE II (b) 】

Damn! I don't remember the last time I had to go this badly. A warrior could die from this-- his greatest enemy can be himself, they say-- I disagree. Damn! I'm going to go down in history as the warrior of his greatest enemy--

_{[ A pause. ]}

The urinal from the depths of Hell. There is no turning back. I'm.. I'm doomed.

_{[ Either you've taken a drink of one of his drinks or you're just in the men's restroom-- a pretty fancy outhouse just in between the pathway to the party and into the foliage. This is a place for you to pee or crap, and if you walk in here, you'll catch him soliloquizing here at the second urinal down in a row of four. Join him? Have a profound discussion? Maybe ask him what he put in the drink cause clearly it was his fault, right? Punching is totally okay as well. Please, feel free to. ]}

【 PHASE IV 】

<sub>[ Yeah, Zura has adventured far enough along the pathway, admiring the beauty of it all. He did get into a fight with the extra-terrestrial P*ranha Pl*nt which was enough of a distraction for this tree to wrap itself around him.

He was left there. Helpless. Nobody really noticed he was missing for a prolonged period of time. That is what happens when you're a supporting character who regularly gets put on stand by, you know. It was time for him to not take up so much screen time-- animators were tired of blowing money on his CGI hair, etc.

So, if you happen to cross the path, you'll possibly hear some snoring, and find one sleepy Katsura attached to the tree trunk of the tree with its branches wrapped all around him like a cocoon.
He looked dead? He could possibly be dead-- I mean, his eyes were wide open.

Katsura had some wounds on his lip, but his katana was on the ground and out of his reach. Poke at him a little and hope for the best? Or maybe yell and try to wake him up. He was pretty much stuck. ]</sub>

b

[pachintoki]

It was the milk, idiot! You always gotta check the expiration date! Always! I don't wanna hear your flimsy excuses for being a moron!

ALWAYS CHECK THE EXPIRATION DATE!

LEMME HEAR YOU SAY IT!

[Gintoki's going at a quick jog right along with Zura, taking the first urinal he sees and wasting no time.

Bathroom sounds aside, it's mostly quiet for awhile. . . a really long while. Isn't this taking too long?]

[bakudanma]

DAMN!
_{[ what's with all this cursing.. the same cursing.. ]}

The milk was fine, Gintoki-- it was fresh from a cow. I know the cow didn't expire. She had just matured. The cow hadn't expired! Don't blame me for it! Her teats were fresh!

_{[ .. ]}

DIDN'T YOU HEAR ME!? Don't blame me for it!

[pachintoki]

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. . .]

[bakudanma]

IT'S NOT ZURA, IT'S KATSURA!
It isn't my fault-- it's all that strawberry milk you drank. That's what it is-- it goes right through you, but the fat goes right to your thighs. Aaah are you looking a little round around the edges, Gintoki? How is that possible?

_{[ drip drip. ]}

Me, I've been dehydrated lately. I drank a lot of water, you know. And ah, this place, maybe it's playing a trick on us.

_{[ drip drip. ]}

Oh, I think I'm actually done here.

iv!

[shoutai]

[Takasugi had wandered away from the party as well, less because of a desire for sightseeing and more because of a need for air. Even though he hadn't thought twice about accepting the invitation to the party, he wasn't exactly a social person—it just seemed like a good way to get an idea of what the people were like here, and to see if there was anyone else that he knew. He hadn't been wrong about that, either, considering he'd stumbled upon both Gintoki and Tatsuma as well... But sooner or later, he'd needed a break, regardless of the bathroom incident, and thus...! Here he is, pipe between his lips, just... taking a break.

...at least until he spies the sword on the ground, out of the corner of his eye. Seriously, what is it with people here? What kind of samurai were they dragging into this place, if all they did was leave their swords lying around? He hasn't been here long and he's already starting to lose faith. Like the first time, Takasugi looks around for any sign of the owner, but unlike the first time, he discovers him without too much trouble.

Why does this look like a scene out of a horror movie... What is he trying to accomplish here?!]

Yo. I think you dropped something.

[Man, the worst part is that he's not even concerned, and it's clear in his incredibly nonchalant attempt to get his attention. Zura's melded to a tree, you say? Well, sure, okay. He can accept that.]

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ Unlike Gintoki, Takasugi's voice wakes Katsura in an instant. And fortunately, his mouth isn't sealed over where he can still communicate to Takasugi.

He's a little stunned at this point, but he clears his throat and relaxes himself. It was hard to breathe? Takasugi probably noticed that. ]</sub>

Hahaa. Now how did that end up there?
_{[ more like.. how did he end up there. ]}

[shoutai]

[Don't act like being stuck to a tree is entirely normal!! Though, Katsura's response still makes him smile. (Creepy.) Was it because he was embarrassed? Or was it because it was Takasugi that was calling him out?

Well, either way, it's hilarious. He hadn't expected him to respond to him so easily, but he definitely doesn't have a problem with it.]

Some samurai you are. This thing won't be useful to anyone down here.

[bakudanma]

I'm learning to love the scenery here, Takasugi. And the scenery, it is loving me, as you see. A friendly embrace.
It's a beautiful world here.

<sub>[ He knows Takasugi won't help him-- he is just mad he has to be stuck here and listen to Takasugi flap his gums-- say antagonist things.

Katsura's voice is strained. These branches are really contricting him. ]</sub>

It isn't home, but somebody taught me to find things beautiful.

_{[ ... ]}

May I have that back? I think I might puke.

a

[sunshrouded]

[He's talking to his sweets.... What a weird guy.

Admittedly he's still standing off a little to the side, wondering what sort of experience might come out of chatting with Katsura tonight but... well, as weird as the guy is, they're definitely friends. But Tenka has a bit of irritation to work off - he really doesn't do well in fancy parties and wanted to go home as soon as he got here - so why not have a bit of fun?

So don't mind if he quietly walks up behind Katsura and then suddenly--]

Katsura-kun!!

[he thinks this'll be funny. no way it can backfire.

though it's also worth mentioning that if Katsura turns around, it wouldn't be a surprise if he at first finds Tenka almost impossible to recognize. Who's this suave fucker.]

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ Yeah, it is hysterical, alright. Hysterical that after he shrieks in surprise, Zura has enough will power to not just slice your belly with his katana, which is pointed at Tenka.

War syndrome and all of that, you know.
Katsura doesn't recognize him off the bat, but he looks intense. ]</sub>

State your business.

_{[ wait. Nobody calls him -kun other than--
Katsura lowers his blade. ]}

It isn't wise to catch a warrior off guard, Tenka-kun.
_{[ He huffs, but he is happy to see you. ]}

[sunshrouded]

[THE SHRIEK OF SURPRISE WAS PRETTY FUNNY and then there is a katana pointed at him and it's probably out of sheer habit that Tenka doesn't flinch. Whoa, people pointing swords at him it's been a while.

He relaxes even more visibly when the sword is put down though and he reaches out to just put his hand on Katsura's shoulder, looking him in the eye evenly.]

My bad, my bad.

It's just me, alright? Settle down.

[bakudanma]

_{[ Tenka.. so personable. It's embarrassing. Mostly, Zura isn't used to it, but he does offer Tenka a very... very... very small smile before his face reconstructs it's typical intense expression. ]}

Hmph.
Are you here to impress a lady?
_{[ he thinks you look pretty nice. ]}

Good luck with your endeavors, Tenka-kun. Don't make the wrong choice and get a bad end.

ii-b.

[codere]

[ After being assaulted by who knows how many trees, Rin's wandered into the first building she's found to freshen up her makeup and to make sure her dress isn't ripped in places she was not very fond of. Of course, she pauses once he starts talking to himself? To her? She can't even tell. ]

What are you doing in the ladies room?

[bakudanma]

_{[ the sound of urine trickling comes to a halt when Rin speaks. Oh, his fellow terrorist friend. Last time you saw him you assaulted him with a yaoi paddle. How are things? ]}

Damn!

_{[ here we go again. ]}

What world is it we live in when girls are also using urinals?!
_{[ instead of pointing out that Rin might be in the wrong bathroom, he comes to this conclusion. ]}

[codere]

[ Things would be much better if she had a paddle with her. Unfortunately for her, yaoi puddles aren't formal attire no matter how much she wills it and so all the men of Cerealia are safe. For now.

At least for the most part. Might not be considered as such since she's in their most sacred and safe place: the restroom. ]

Haven't you heard? They have these funnels that girls can use so that they could pee standing up.

[bakudanma]

_{[ Moved to overflow! ]}

ii

[particularity]

[What is this? Has Hinata done away with his ahoge? It doesn't seem to be in its usual springy place atop his head. No... Actually, it's just been liberally combed and gelled down, hair all combed back. To go with the outfit, you know.

But more importantly--

Who is he talking to?]

...Er. Katsura? [He's stumbling on him in the middle of his doting... on his treats...??]

Re: ii

[bakudanma]

Eh? Who are you?

_{[ your trademark is gone. Your identity is unknown to him now. ]}

[particularity]

[Oi, is my hair seriously how you identify me?!]

...

...It's me. Hinata.

[bakudanma]

_{[ 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. ]}

iv

[emotive]

[Ai Thao had been spending time in the gardens and was unscathed mostly. Still, it'd probably be a good thing to make sure there weren't any stragglers that were... captured... and... Oh...

The young esper stares back at the wrapped up Katsura. Yes, she remembers him cross dressing from the sleepover. That isn't the issue at hand here though.]

You're... You're not dead right?

[A beat.]

P-Please answer!! U-Um, I'll try to release you, but um, a-a-a-are you alive still!?

[bakudanma]

<sub>[ 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? ]</sub>

[emotive]

[Oh god. Well, at least she's been training with Archer even though the sword she's been using is different. BUT HEY SAME DIFFERENCE they're both sharp and should get the job done!! (At the cost of her outfit, but a life is at stake here.)

So Ai wastes no time in grabbing the katana and making an attempt to cut him free. It's difficult when her physical strength isn't up to par for a task like this combined with her inexperience with the katana. Still, she's getting some progress done! But just to make sure, she reaches up to slap him (GINGERLY) on the cheek.]

Please wake up! This is no time to pass out!

[In fact, this is a terrible time, this was supposed to be a fun nighttime ball, damn it!]

[bakudanma]

_{[ Moved to overflow! ]}