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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 ii.

[The girl pouting at the good is wearing a peculiar outfit for the occasion but... hey, at least she bathed! And she doesn't look all that bad even if the outfit is a bit stranger than some.

However she's pouting at the food, which is a little weird. She doesn't seem interested in touching it let alone eating it. She's just frowning with dismay.

She's also holding a drink in her hand which may or may not explain something about this situation.]

phase iv.

[You may have wandered into the garden to get away from the commotion and the crowds. You probably expected to find peace and quiet out here. You are wrong.

Instead there's Pascal, still in her strange fancy outfit, with a long staff. When you see her there's a bright glow moment before fire is unleashed upon one of the tree vines trying to creep up to her. The fire makes the vine wither and disappear into ashes. Pascal waves her staff menacingly at the tree.]

No touchy! Bad tree! Don't make me-- [One snakes past her and wraps around her leg, yanking her off her feet. She shrieks in surprise as she falls and then quickly proceeds to whack it with her staff.] Gah! Cut that out I said!

[closed for Hubert]

[Hubert hadn't really seemed interested in this event but after incessant pestering and spamming his inbox with texts she successfully managed to convince him. For the most part. After begrudging getting him to agree to go she then told him to make sure he met her there. It'd just be no fun to go alone after all. Going with a friend was way better!

Of course she had asked him to go with her in a way that implied it was a date but in Pascal's mind it wasn't like that. Although she supposed it did kind of seem that way... but nah, it totally wasn't! And why would Hubert think it was? He probably wouldn't either. So it was fine, right?

Anyway he better show up. She'd be sad if he didn't as she waits semi-patiently, bouncing on her heels and watching people mingle. Really now that she thinks about it this is her first time and any kind of fancy shindig like this... They weren't her think, honestly, but she was enjoying herself nevertheless.]

Edited 2015-04-26 23:24 (UTC)

[A social gathering is something he's not unused to. Being of the Oswell family, one of political power, he had to attend many such of these gatherings, but usually never for general fun. Today seemed like he had no reason to go, so why bother other than fulfill his PA announcement over the network? Still, if the girl he's infatuated with wants him to go, then he should agree to it. He's even dressed a little nicely in a tux. Though nothing over the top, really. He doesn't want to stand out.

So arriving, he sees his duo-toned hair companion and walks up to her... and the first thing out of his mouth is:]

I see you've bathed for once. At least any attention you draw will be due to your personality or hoarding all the bananas.

[Great start Hubert, great start.]

A-also, I must admit you look rather nice.

[Smooooth, except not really as he's blushing now.]

[Seeing him in a tux is different and she grins when he approaches her, not even faltering at his harsh words. Mostly because she's distracted at how different he looks. It's a good thing though. He looks all sophisticated and stuff!

She scratches the back of her neck.] Yeah. I didn't want to embarrass you or anything so... [She remembers his worry about that before so she wanted to make sure she made good on that. Besides he was nice enough to agree to go after all her pestering so she owed him that too.

But then she smiles at his compliment. Yup. The 'ole Hubert instult-compliment routine.] Thanks, Hu! You're looking pretty sharp there in that tux! You're a natural!

[Her response almost makes him want to slump over. Of all the things she remembers from his confession it's that. If only he could work up the courage to be more direct... though anytime he does, a harsh statement come from his mouth instead of sincerity.]

Yes, well, you're doing a great job so far... [He stinks at this, he so just stinks... but he clears his throat at her compliment fishing for some time to conjure up an answer of his own.]

Yes, well, thank you, I suppose. It's only natural that I dress up to the code of such a social gathering.

[And he's just going to be awkward...]

[ continued over HERE! ]

[ Hey, if she isn't going to eat any of the food, then Shuu will gladly take it while she's staring at it like that. In fact, that's exactly what he's doing. He just extends his arm and grabs away the food right from under Pascal's nose while she's staring at it with that sort of look, and the guy looks entirely unapologetic about it as he shoves it into his mouth. ]

Hmm.. it's good! [ He's even speaking with his mouth full, and that's aside from the fact that he's taking it from her to begin with.. ]

[His sudden food snatch seems to snap her out of her pouting. She blinks and whirls around to look at him. Hey, rude! She was staring at that food! ... Wait.

She pouts further.] Is it? 'Cause there is something missing so I don't think it can be that good at all.

Missing?

[ It's half-mumbled, since.. well, still talking with his mouth full. He doesn't even bother to speak in the moments inbetween shoving new food into his mouth, he just keeps talking while he's munching. ]

What's missing..? Are you saying this isn't the perfect party?

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