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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!

Comments

[sewayaku]

[ two minutes is about one minute and thirty seconds longer than he's willing to wait. When she doesn't respond, he starts squirming all over again. ]

Listen to me...! This is completely unnecessary! If you won't put me down -- [ in what is probably a bad move, but for the moment seems like a good move, there's a loud pop - and, suddenly, Judith will find herself holding a full-grown bunny man instead of a rabbit (don't worry, he's fully clothed.) Unless she drops him, anyway - which is kind of the plan. It's not a very good plan. ]

[brbwalking]

[ It's not a very good plan, because Judith isn't dropping him. Instead, she shifts an arm to catch under his legs to finish carrying his delicate bunny self over to the bench-- where she'll finally set him down. ]

I see you're feeling better.

[sewayaku]

[ this is... this is even worse?! He wasn't expecting her to be able to handle the sudden increase in weight so well, but it's very evident that he was wrong, and she has no issues carrying him at this size, either - neither physical nor mental. Being carried around like a child by a scantily-clad woman is somehow more humiliating than when he was a rabbit. Zara stares up at her in appalled disbelief, mouth opening and closing a few times.

At least the bench isn't far. He'll be practically shoving himself away from her before she can fully put him down - which leads him to find out he still feels a little woozy. Instead of landing on his feet, he sort of stumbles and trips backwards onto the bench, banging the back of his head a little bit. ]

-- Ouch! [ a groan. ] Damn it all...

[brbwalking]

...

[ Truly, this man is about as impressive - or at least as awkward - as Flynn, and Judith cups a hand on her hip, waiting patiently for Zara to regain whatever composure remains after the whole being carried by a woman wearing very little... thing. Somehow, she doesn't think offering to help will actually... well, help. ]

[sewayaku]

[ look, normally he's better than this...!! DON'T COMPARE HIM TO FLYNN...

Once he's done rubbing his head, shaking his head, and feeling extremely sick to his stomach for about five seconds, he raises his face to give Judith a stare that's somewhere in between "glaring daggers" and "about to throw up." ]

... I suppose I should thank you...

[brbwalking]

I'd rather you didn't bother, if it's going to kill you to do it.

[ And Judith returns that stare with "tranquil nonchalance." But, somewhat thoughtfully: ]

I'll get you some water. Stay conscious until then, please.

[sewayaku]

[ it's like she read his mind; that was exactly what he was going to ask for next. When she mentions it, he sighs, leaning heavily against the bench and rubbing his temples. ]

Please... I'll fight the good fight.

[ that he will. Now that he's awake, it seems like he's staying that way - only with the added bonus of nausea and disorientation. ]

[brbwalking]

[ Well, that's improvement, and for a minute, she allows her to think of a time where she'd always scurried off to grab her father some water or bring him food when he holed up for too long... maybe knowing what would help most hadn't really been a habit she'd completely abandoned.

Judith simply nods, disappearing for a few minutes-- but she returns with a glass of water, presenting it without flourish. ]

Here. You should sip it slowly.

[ Surprisingly no-nonsense from someone who came off as flippant, maybe. ]

[sewayaku]

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