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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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phase i/ii-ish

[ Minako has to admit, she's never expected to be invited to parties as grand as this. She's decked out in this and feels a little bit overwhelmed by how big this entire thing.

Though, the sudden announcement of: Miss Minako Arisato, the Iron Stomach! With her companion, Miss Fuuka Yamagishi, Kitchen Nightmare!

... She turns a little pink, but still smiling (it is kinda funny) at that as she heads towards the buffet table. ]

I wouldn't exactly say my stomach's that tough...

phase iii

[ after that embarrassment of the announcement, fuuka finally relents and heads to the dance floor, determined to put the time she spent practicing to use. they're at a ball, after all! it'd be a shame not to at least try... and hope she doesn't trip in her dress and heels.

things seem to be going well, until the next song changes to something else entirely and she's left standing awkwardly next to minako, looking lost. ]

Ah...

[ she didn't practice for this!! ]

phase iv
[ Minako has faced all manner of dangers in her life. A tree with tentacles is somehow not that scary, but it is reaching for her and Fuuka, and that is so not on. She grabs her evoker from her handbag and shoots, the sound of shattered glass echoing in the air.

And Thanatos, in all his eerie, dark glory comes out, sword in hand as it cuts one tentacle, two tentacles... three and more. ]

wildcard
[ or make up your own scenario! hit them up being together or separately, your choice. ]

Edited 2015-04-25 15:42 (UTC)

[ (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. ]

Edited 2015-04-26 02:40 (UTC)

Yeah, that's it!

[ Yes, that is a girl in a cute cocktail dress doing the Thriller dance and laughing and smiling. She is also probably humming along and just as loud. ]

You're doing great, Fuuka!

[Overhearing that, Seren lets out a good-natured laugh.]

Sounds like you two make great friends!

Of course we are!

[ Even if Social Links didn't exist, she would probably still be friends with Fuuka. And Junpei and Yukari and Mitsuru and Akihiko– ]

Hello, sir.

[ Mitsuru approaches them, glad that they both managed to make it. She arrived from work so she didn't have the chance to see the pair when she dashed back to the apartment. She comes bearing a small plate vertically stacked with cake for them to share. ]

My my, it seems like this party was prepared for those of us who like finger food.

[ Very much implying that she knows Minako is going to eat most, if not all of this. ]</smalL

Senpai!

[ Look who's totally happy to see you, Mitsuru. Also cake!! ]

Oooh, senpai, you look good. [ The prettiest and smartest senpai ever, in Minako's opinion (is she biased? nope, what are you talking about) ] There's a lot of them! Actually, there's so much food here, but I guess it's only proper if practically everyone's here, right?

Mitsuru-senpai! You look really nice today.

[ she's gorgeous as usual. ]

There is a lot of food here... and it all tastes amazing! It must have taken them a long time to make everything.

[ these sorts of venues, despite all the potential perks, were nothing less of troublesome. he already feels the usual wave of lethargy kick in, and to some degree, that fueled his desire to roam outside. there was marginally less noise here— noise that involved the unusual non-8 bit music resounding in the background, that iss— and so he attempts to find some vague level of solace elsewhere. perhaps, the screams of some maidens delivering him some kicks, instead.

it's in this desire, where he doesn't quite get met with the sounds of begging or pleading, but he does manage to end up running into two females being semi-assaulted by a tree with tentacles??? they don't necessarily need the assistance, however. he potentially takes it as his cue, regardless. ] You're surprisingly tough. [ his cue to...

watch and ... maybe enjoy, that is??? ] It's unfortunate that it doesn't seem like I'll get to see anything else. [ because tentacle trees..... okay, i'm not sure where i'm going with this now or maybe no one wants to know. (it's a mystery). ]

Huh?

[ She turns away one minute to look at the source of the voice, and a tentacle entwines around her leg. She rolls her eyes. ]

Oh, for the love of— [ Minako "shoots" herself one more time, Thanatos reappearing to cut off the offensive tree tentacle. ] C'mon, don't be a pervert, you dumb tree. [ And Thanatos goes for the kill as it makes some menacing roar, cutting up more stubborn vines until they back off. He roars once more and disappears into blue fog.

Minako slumps on the ground; she's exhausted. Jeez. Thanatos was the more... aggressive ones in her head. Even Samael wasn't like that, or heck, Ares. ]

[ coming from a classic rpg, he doesn't quite understand the notion of... placing a firearm to your head and pulling the trigger. he doesn't exactly see the correlation between that and being able to do battle and deal damage. but, the fact that it was happening was, nevertheless, an evident truth.

at first there might have been a measure to do something, if just for the fact that.... who wouldn't need a heal after shooting themselves in the head??? though, seeing as that probably wasn't the point. he, instead, keeps his eyes peeled out for any slip of thighs between her final battle. obviously, reigning more precedence here. then, when she's done, and it is impressive to be perfectly honest. not that he thinks his white magic would lose to that, but all the same. with the general area now cleared, he approaches her more readily. ] Need a hand from a pure-hearted priest?

[ as if... he even did anything before this, but w/e w/e. ]

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nvm iii

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wildcard - i'm not fussy

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cries sorry im late

phase iv.

what a questionable old man

wow??? he's 24???

that's old to a teenager