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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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Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu | ota

[impheired]

Phase I/III
["Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu, Super High School level Yakuza and Heir to the Kuzuryuu Syndicate" is announced only just before "Peko Pekoyama, Super High School Level Swordswoman", a fact which probably comes as no surprise to anybody who knows them. However, despite arriving together, the two don't actually stay togethe long, since Peko has a date and other plans while this guy...not so much.]

[Seeing Kuzuryuu in a suit also likely comes as no surprise since...well, has anyone ever seen him not in one? Does he even own anything other than suits? Truly a mystery, that. In honor of the occasion, he's gone with something a bit nicer and more formal than what he usually wears, even if he's apparently still not a fan of color.]

[He'll linger near the entrance for a little while, just kind of looking around and trying to get a feel for what he should do here. He's never been to a dance before, and definitely not one this big. He knows how they're supposed to work and all but...dear lord there are so many people here.]

[Eventually though, he'll wander away towards the dance floor. Though not to actually dance, are you kidding? No, it's wallflowering to the max for this one. He's just going to find a pillar to lean against or a table to sit at and watch everyone else make idiots out of themselves on the dance floor. This seems like as good a way as any to enjoy the festivities, he thinks.]

[ineptus]

[Just sitting at a table and watching, huh? Well that's no good! It just won't do!

Actually no it's not that big of a deal, he just looks kind of lonely so of course this little cutie has to slide in across from him after she's spotted him, a grin already set in place.]

Hi Fuyuhiko!

[She is so going to ask you to dance you better get ready.]

[impheired]

[No. Mabel don't. No. Does it look like the dancing type? That's why he's sitting and watching instead of dancing!!]

Yo. [He offers a small wave, not even looking remotely bothered when she slides into the empty seat.] You look...festive.

[That's...that's the right word for her outfit, right? Where did she even find a dress like that...]

[ineptus]

[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?

[impheired]

[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.]

[troubadear]

["Lady Maribelle of Themis" as she was boringly announced is... also wallflowering it up at the moment, people watching and feeling a little awkward at the event. Really she should be in her element at such a fancy gathering but honestly it just makes her miss Lissa. Without her most darling, treasured and wonderful friend by her side, it just reminds her of before she'd been rescued by Lissa when these occasions had been a horrible ordeal. At least she's still as pink as always, Kuzuryuu isn't the only one sticking to his usual colour scheme.]

[When Kuzuryuu ends up leaning against a pillar near by where Maribelle is sat, she might end up watching him out of the corner of her eye. She hasn't really seen him since their arrival, has she, even though he's come up in conversation... She's mildly surprised that Peko isn't by his side.]

[impheired]

[Hey, if it isn't broken, don't fix it, you know? Stick to color schemes you know work, nothing can go wrong if you do. As for Peko, well...this is what happens when she finds a date and Kuzuryuu doesn't. He ends up alone and leaning on pillars while she's presumably off dancing and having a grand old time.]

[Kuzuryuu's keeping his eye entirely on the dance floor, so he honestly doesn't even notice Maribelle for a good while. And when he does...he's honestly not sure if he should say something or not. They didn't exactly get off on the best possible foot? Not terrible but...not amazing, either. And they hadn't seen each other since.]

[But crap, he made eye contact so he really probably should say SOMETHING, shouldn't he? He can't really just turn his head and pretend he didn't see her now... So he kind of makes some attempt at formality here with a little incline of his head and an:] Evening.

[An attempt was made.]

[troubadear]

[What amazing social skills Kuzuryuu is displaying. What a polite greeting for an acquaintance. A very acceptable attempt.]

Good evening, Kuzuryuu. [An attempt was made in response.]

[... But Maribelle really does not want to be sitting at this table alone. It is too awkward and sad and she misses Lissa and now Kuzuryuu is in too deep apparently because she pulls out the other chair at the table for him.] Won't you join me? Stone pillars are not known for their comfort.

[impheired]

[TOO DEEP. WAY TOO DEEP. How could this happen to him, Fuyuhiko Kuzuryuu... No okay, he doesn't mind that much. Truthfully, he'd rather have some company as well and he can't monopolize ALL of Hinata's time... get some more friends, Kuzuryuu, jesus.]

[So with a small shrug and a "sure", he'll push himself off the pillar and come sit in the designated chair. And...uh...sit there with his arms crossed. God, he is still so bad at initiating small talk. Especially with people he doesn't know very well. Give him a minute here...]

Maribelle, right? [Look it's been how many weeks? And he hasn't spoken to anybody who's brought her up since, so he's just gotta be sure.] Enjoying the party so far?

[fittedgloves]

[ Did that announcer say "Super High School Level"? While he's still at the entrance, Kyouko approaches him.

Unfortunately there's no buildup to her question. She always has been to the point. ]

Excuse me. Are you a student at Hope's Peak Academy?

[impheired]

[He likes straight to the point. Straight to the point is pretty much the best way to handle things, if you ask Kuzuryuu. And her question fortunately answers one that he would have asked her first: clearly she doesn't remember him.]

More like...former student, but yeah. You obviously don't remember it, but we've...met before. Kirigiri, right?

[fittedgloves]

[ Former student...? If he knew her, then they had to be fairly close age-wise. But if he's a former student, he also graduated (she assumes, because wasn't she part of the only class that survived?). Unless they met another way? ]

Former student? You must have been a couple of years ahead of me.

[impheired]

[Maybe he graduated, maybe not. Not even he knows for sure. That was one thing he possibly meant by "former" though he was also referring to the fact that Hope's Peak just plain isn't around anymore. And, well...that other thing.]

A year or two ahead, I think, yeah. I'm...not sure exactly how many. [What.] I'm guessing you haven't run into Hinata or Naegi yet?

[Since it sure doesn't sound like she got the whole "yeah so about that other class..." rundown yet.]

[eggcream]

[Souda spots Kuzuryuu wallflowering across the room, and he contemplates ignoring him since the last time the two talked, it was Kuzuryuu calling him a dumbass and being generally mad at him... so maybe ignoring would be a good idea.

..but then again, Kuzuryuu was still a friend(?) and it was a party, so maybe they can have a pleasant conversation this time??

Probably not]

I thought you didn't like parties like this... [That being said after walking across the ballroom to him, and rubbing the back of his head awkwardly while speaking.]

[impheired]

[Look you were being a dumbass the last time he spoke to you. What else was he supposed to call you? At least he wasn't...really made, per say, so much as just frustrated. Because why are you such a fucking dumbass, Souda.]

[Oh my god though, Souda, what the hell are you wearing. Who let you pick your suit? Really? Neon?? WHY ARE YOU STILL WEARING YOUR BEANIE, WHAT THE FUCK.]

I'm not...crazy about shit like dancing, no, but I knew some people who said they were coming [Mostly Hinata. But also Gundam and Lee and he figured the rest of you losers would probably show up if Hinata was going.] so I figured I should probably come for a little bit, at least.

[Also he's gotten way better about parties, man, come on. Skipping parties is so five chapters ago, he's past that now.]

[Continued here.]

[particularity]

[His ahoge, even slicked back, sensed the telltale signs of a wallflowering friend...... Just kidding. Hinata just happened to see him, since he was on the lookout for familiar faces milling about.

He's wearing those cufflinks Kuzuryuu got for him (of course he is!) and approaching with a wave of greeting, sidestepping a person or two.]

So this is where you were. [He missed his announcement--]

[impheired]

[Hinata, don't slick down your most defining feature!! No wonder he couldn't find you!]

[Though maybe it's better that Hinata found him, instead. He actually seems pretty happy about the fact that Hinata was looking for him too. Also the cufflinks. Those two things together are enough to actually get the smaller boy to smile. Funny how Hinata has that effect.]

Heh, was I so hard to find?

[particularity]

[He's really learning that at this ball tbh THIS WILL BE THE ONE AND ONLY TIME--]

Yeah. I mean, practically every guy here's wearing a suit, [with humour and a smile. O constantly suited-up yakuza, how's he supposed to find you when everyone else is just as fancy??]

[impheired]

[Continued over here.]

I

[meridione]

[Do you feel a deeply suspicious gaze on you as you wallflower, Kuzuryuu? It's not just your imagination. Since hearing him announced as "yakuza," Romana - who knows what that word means from conversations with Japan comparing organized crime problems - has been keeping a wary eye on him. She can't keep it up permanently, because she does have to go play in the orchestra, but you can bet that she'll be doing it as long as she can.

Until, of course, he catches her staring. Then her cheeks will flush with embarrassment at being caught and she'll look off to one side.]

I-I'm not looking at you!

[She was totally looking at him.]

bless u, this is cr i've needed in my life for so long

[impheired]

[If Roman was expecting him to be doing anything shady or suspicious, she'll find herself somewhat disappointed(?). The worst he's done all night is glare at the dessert table once or twice as though it personally offends him. Other than that, he's just kind of been minding his own business. Occasionally chatting with a few people but even those conversations seem to be little more than harmless chit-chat amongst what may or may not be friends.]

[But he's definitely had this nagging suspicion he's being watched. Though he's never quite been able to figure out who's responsible. There are so many people here that it's really hard to tell who's always present whenever he gets that vague feeling. And if she's been keeping to his right, well that just makes it all the easier for her to (literally) stay out of sight At least until he happens to actually catch her in the act.]

You know...saying that just makes you seem more suspicious. [Most people would have just stopped at the embarrassed looking away. Maybe said sorry. But "I'm not looking at you"?? TRY HARDER, ROMANA.] So I'm calling bullshit.

pleased to deliver it!

[meridione]

[The fact that he's on good behavior makes her even more suspicious. It never bodes well when the evil muffins act nice, why should this kid be any different...

(Because he's an entirely different person, because he's not a member of her mafia, because he's not actually a bad guy? Maybe get to know him first before you judge him, Romana. You didn't learn to do this in 1200+ years?)

She huffs and puts her hands on her hips.]

Yeah, well, if you don't want people to look at you maybe you shouldn't act suspicious yourself!

[Except he... wasn't...]

;u;

[impheired]

[Well at least he's used to being treated with suspicion. But...this girl doesn't look Japanese. And he's yet to meet a foreigner here who knows what the yakuza is without him giving an explanation. Plus...well...was anybody even listening to the announcements? So it strikes him as a little weird. Was...was he doing something suspicious without realizing it??]

I...what? I'm just sitting here, how the hell is that suspicious?!

[Continued over here.]

SOMETIME LATER...

[perfectstrike]

[Sometime later, as the ball seems to be winding down, Peko's purposefully going to be looking for Kuzuryuu. She seems to be fairly distracted by, well, almost everything, though. To her eyes, it seems as though everyone here is some kind of fluffy animal. She is literally living her dream right now, and it's wonderful.

And is that--?? There's Fuyuhiko, with fur like a cat. She blinks several times, but she's certain that's him. Without hesitating, she approaches, breathing a little heavily.]

Fuyuhiko, [she addresses him, and really, that should be the first hint something is wrong. There's no stutter or hesitation, even though they're clearly not alone. Instead, her eyes seem fixed on a point just above him...]

May I...?

[You're so fluffy, bocchan. She raises a hand toward his head, but is clearly waiting for permission. Can she do the mysterious thing she trailed off about??]

[feytality]

[....Woah, Kazoo!! Even if she missed that entrance, there was no way she could miss him skulking around at the edges of the dance instead of enjoying himself in any capacity. She can guess that he won't recognize her - after all, practically no one, did, but she'll be sneaky and test the waters]

[Beelines for him!]

What, you're not going to dance? Or are you waiting for someone to ask you?

[NAILED IT]