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Natalia Luzu Kimlasca-Lanvaldear ([personal profile] poised) wrote in [community profile] estoria2015-04-24 11:55 am

« intro ⇢ winterball.exe »

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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ xx:xx ] 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
[ why:o'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!


rebelia: (11)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-25 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[He almost sighs. Not at her, but at what she says and the whole absurdity of the situation. If the others were to see this, what would they say? Being behind her, it's easy to hide the slightest slumping of his shoulders.

Given the state he's in, IV doesn't complain when she grabs the whole roll of paper towels. Instead, he comes around and extends a hand. Give it here and he'll wipe himself down.]
journaler: (✿ i'm dancing right beside you)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-25 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Um...

[She fully intends to do it herself, as awkward as it would be to bend down and... shine his boots... BUT at the gesture, she simply hands it over without really thinking. It's not until he starts to wipe at the frosting and sweetness that she realizes.]

Are you sure you don't want me to...?

[...but she trails off there, unable to really protest.

This is fine......really...]
rebelia: (10)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-26 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
[The shrug is more evident in IV's tone than it is in his body language as he continues to wipe at his top. Dirt mixed with cheesecake frosting on cream clothing is truly unflattering. At least the stuff comes off with ease, though he'll still have to launder his whole outfit. And mend it.]

No, I'll do it.

[Under normal circumstance, he'd humor her offer. Make a joke out of it. Put on a show, smile and laugh? But he's not in the mood.

He crouches to wipe the last of the frosting and cake off his boots, then crumples the paper towels for easier disposal. Once he's straightened back up, he holds the roll back to Leia.]
journaler: (✿ there's nothing wrong)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-26 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Leia accepts the roll back easily enough, and puts it back where she found it. Not even the delicious food is enough to entice her or cheer her up... though of course, she's already eaten, so that's definitely a part of it. After all, that was why she was stuck holding the cake in the first place...

She just couldn't throw it away or leave it anywhere.

......]


There's... a bathroom, if you wanted to use water. But it's fine now.

[A POINTLESS OFFER but she couldn't stand the awkward silence and she couldn't just...walk away. That'd be rude. With a voice that's a little more firm:]

My name's Leia.
rebelia: (12)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-26 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[He isn't sure what he was expecting her to do, but an introduction probably wasn't it. Still, it's not a bad thing. He's seen a lot of faces within the last hour or so, and, maybe, having a name to put on one helps. IV squares his shoulders as he rests his hands on his hips. What a day.]

IV. [He shrugs, his voice taking on an airier quality. He's not mad. If he sounds frustrated, it's clearly because of the state of his clothes before she even touched them with her cake.] Don't worry about that. These needed to be washed, anyway.
journaler: (✿ so deep in thought)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-26 04:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Four"...?

[Well, it's not the strangest name she's ever heard, so she's just going to take his word for it. Likewise, she looks kind of relieved at his reassurance. Not that it does him any favors now, but...

At least it wasn't a brand new outfit she messed up?]


I see. You're new to Tellus, aren't you?
rebelia: (09)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-26 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
[IV hums in the affirmative. Sticking out the way he does, he can't deny it.]

I was dropped here after the meeting.

[While the ball is undeniably nice, he can't appreciate it in its entirety. Not when he looks like this and not so soon after the excessive information during the PowerPoint presentation. Which he hasn't swollen whole.]
journaler: (✿ oh)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-26 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Yeeep. There are a few others floating around who didn't seem to get the memo, either. Man, the least CERES could do if they were just going to immediately drop them here is provide their clothes!

Honestly...

Their lack of manners aside--]


Yeah. The same thing happened to me, a couple months ago. After the presentation, I wandered into the party on accident, but now I get the feeling they would've found a way to get me there, even if I didn't.

It wasn't formal like this, but... you had to wear costumes or something. Or masks.
rebelia: (10)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-26 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
[A couple months ago? It's not a bad time gap. Then she's got to know some things, right? The more she talks, though, the less impressed he's with CERES.]

They say the worlds are ending, yet they host parties like these. [He chuckles mirthlessly.] Good grief, are they serious at all?

[Are they even telling the truth? At that thought, he scowls, staring off into the distance.]
journaler: (✿ there's nothing wrong)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-26 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
... [She's going to have to correct him here, though his attitude towards them isn't unwarranted.] Actually, this was all Natalia's idea, and she's not with CERES. The girl who made that first announcement...? She'd never keep people here if they didn't want to be here.

CERES... they're probably taking advantage of it somehow.
rebelia: (12)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-26 05:52 am (UTC)(link)
[There was an announcement? He must have come after. At least the hostess doesn't seem like a bad person . . . so far.]

What do you say? [He turns away to dispose of the used paper towels. She's here, and she's been around longer, so he might as well pose the question. When he turns back, he continues,] Is CERES really helping us?
journaler: (✿ so deep in thought)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-26 03:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh? ['Who me?' Leia seems like she's been taken off guard a bit, eyes wide and voice cracked with surprise. She hadn't been expecting that line of questioning. Not that it's new--she's thought about it before, and people have asked, but it hasn't gotten any easier to answer.]

Oh. [Once the question finally processes--] Well, I guess none of us really know. Most people don't think so, and I can't blame them.

Our lives have been put in danger too many times, and strange things have happened. Plus, none of us have seen any sign of these Flamines they keep talking about.

It's all pretty suspicious... but with them running the city, they've been practically untouchable.
rebelia: (11)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-26 07:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hearing that, IV is both comforted and disconcerted. If what Leia says is true, then he can avoid thinking the worst of his home and the people in it. On the other hand, their position warrants further investigation. They can't be necessarily wrong if so many people doubt what they've been told.]

So they're the ones in control . . . What strange things?

[Better prepared than sorry, right?]
journaler: (✿ there's nothing wrong)

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-27 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
[This isn't exactly what she expected to be thinking about, at a fancy ball. Still, it's important he knows... more important than this party (sorry, Natalia), so she doesn't mind talking about it. She looks thoughtful, and maybe a bit hesitant like she's trying to think of how to answer.]

Like a while back, they put together this winter carnival at some theme park we'd never been to before. All the robots went nuts, trying to get us into the buses and forcing us to go.

Then once we got there, the rides ended up malfunctioning... but it was more than just that. We were attacked, and in some cases, seeing things that weren't even there.

That fun house with the mirrors... that was especially bad.
rebelia: (09)

[personal profile] rebelia 2015-04-27 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[If nothing else, they seem to like twisting innocuous events into something unpleasant, assuming they're culpable. So he gets the idea, and he doesn't care to imagine exactly what happened in the fun house with the mirrors. It wasn't nice. But there's one detail he wonders about.]

Attacked by whom?
journaler: (✿ with just a little bit of fun)

overflow;

[personal profile] journaler 2015-04-28 01:53 am (UTC)(link)