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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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OTA like the most ota thing

[poised]

[for those who encounter Natalia tonight, she's picked up a familiar dress (but longer, party in the front, business in the back). old princess habits die hard!]

[PHASE I ➝ PHASE II ]

[Well for whatever reason, it seems that she chose not to quite walk away from the mic. Rather, she seems to remember something and instead offers everyone a smile.]

In case you missed it earlier, I am your hostess for the evening, Natalia L.K. Lanvaldear and I couldn't have put on this ball without the help of so many wonderful people. [is this the oscars] Without further ado, [she spreads her arms in front of her in a regal gesture] let the ball commence!!

[And as soon as the fanfare is done, she's off the main stage and... apparently making a beeline for the buffet table. This princess has her eyes set on some of that cheesecake. Do you accidentally get in her way? Are you reaching for the same plate? Choose wisely, peon.]

[ PHASE III ]

[The princess knows how to dance, who would've thought--

But really this is entirely straight-forward as she lacks any interest in standing politely to the side and waiting for someone to ask her to dance. So right on the heels of another song, she makes her way to you - regardless of whether you're male or female and also whether she knows you or not - and smiles as she offers a hand.]

Excuse me, might I ask for this dance?

[do you feel a doki yet]

[ BONUS ]

[Comparatively.... it's not that bad.

But as the night winds down and after she was definitely trying to catch her breath after dance after dance, Natalia does find herself on a bench to the side of the party, a little dizzy and... definitely seeing shooting stars where they shouldn't be. Hm. She just seems to sigh happily though as she sets one hand on her heart and another on the sleeve of whoever's closest to her--]

Wouldn't stars have made absolutely wonderful party favors? Why didn't I think of that sooner....!

[natalia r u high]

jaune + pyrrha, ota.

[reuser]

► ᴘʜᴀsᴇ﹕ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ

[ Although unaware of the fact that the ball doubles at a natality celebration (and an intro), Pyrrha’s breath is taken away by the shimmering regardless. Everything is tucked inside glittering swaths, the hall itself masquerading as the most beautiful parts of winter.

Pyrrha, for her part, is just trying to keep her feet on the ground. (Metaphorically.) It may be discourteous of her to get so wrapped up in her own happiness when everything else is so concerning, questionable, Ren and Nora aren’t here and Ruby and Blake are missing— But, here and now, those thoughts are far away. Jaune is here, at her side and within arm’s reach. Her friend, her date. Trying not to be overly giddy, it’s hard to keep the smile off her face - muted and catlike, rather than bright or exaggerated, but all her own.

And so, Jaune and Pyrrha can be found at various places over the course of the evening. Separation, while it certainly does happen (if only for brief periods), is not appearing in this top level. Encounter them admiring the decorations, or at their dinner table - maybe your characters are even sharing it - or out on the patio, enjoying the nice night and the lack of angry, potentially murderous robots.

Toward the middle of the evening, Pyrrha will start nudging Jaune toward the dance floor. Admittedly, that’s not very hard to do. At least he’s wearing pants this time. ]

( ooc | Tag both Jaune and Pyrrha, attending together, at whichever prompt of your choosing - or eschew the prompts altogether for standard ball fare. Tagging order will be your character → Jaune → Pyrrha. )

open!

[undaunts]

phase i

[Look--as far as surprises are concerned, going from a rather intense battle to a sudden ball is up there high on the list.

Surprising.

Ruby staggers into the gardens, ridiculous scythe still out and ready and-- she pauses. Why........

no, really, just "why".

She hasn't even noticed that her name was announced as she staggered in, but hey, there was definitely a "Ruby Rose" exclaimed to the crowd for the interested.]

Er....

[She turns to look, and manages to swing her scythe into a tree; thankfully, she doesn't knock over the tree, but one of the pretty decorations falls from it to land on her head.]

Ouch! [and rapidly, to anyone who may be around--] It wasn't me!

[...this is getting awkward...]

phase ii

[Or, if you'd like to find her after she's gotten a liiiiittle more situated, she's wallflowering--by the food and drinks. She's not drinking anything alcoholic (she was giving those a wide berth), but.... she is collecting the little umbrellas.

Whenever people don't need them.

Look, it's keeping her busy, and she's kind of stuck here since apparently Weiss and Yang are heavily involved (how are they heavily involved in something like this already how are they such social butterflies).

So if you do go for one of the fruity drinks with a cute umbrella, Ruby hesitates.

And then--]

...Are you going to use that? [Yeah she's pointing at your tiny umbrella. Hoard it, give it up, fight for your umbrella's honor?]

Phase I/II

[yourfononsarewhack]

[What if someone is purposefully in her way? Because that's what Natalia will find at the buffet table in the form of a certain colonel. Did he know which food to stand in front of, or is it just a coincidence? Either way, there Jade Curtiss is blocking her path to the his cheesecake, clapping his hands slowly with a sarcastic grin on his face, while dressed in his normal military regalia.]

My, my. Such priorities, Natalia.

Phase III

[sagemodes]

[ ...Remember the guy you almost kissed that was half-naked? Yeah, at least he's dressed this time. Naruto looks a bit awkward at the offer, but either ways he's going to just answer her request. ]

Y-you sure? I don't really dance well, haha...

[ Also because the only dancing he's done is through the DDR machine... ]

open!

[deontology]

phase iii

[Sousei really isn't pleased that he was dragged here. Yang kept her promise, certainly, and made sure that he was properly dressed for the ball, but nonetheless he's not looking particularly friendly as he lurks on the outskirts and stares people down.

No.

He definitely doesn't want to be here. But clearly you should drag him out onto the dance floor anyway it'll be fun. Or you can surprise him as he takes a sip of his drink, that would be fun too.]

phase iv

[Has there ever been anyone who looks more done int he history of Done--PROBABLY NOT. He just went out into the garden proper to try to get away from how overwhelmingly crowded the entire dance is. He's never done well with crowds, after all. And that's when one of the nearby trees has twined a branch around his wrist. Which would be fine, he could deal with it, except his other hand still is holding his drink so like.

...????

How is he supposed to deal with this, he doesn't have enough hands to reach for his sword and he's not so threatened yet that he'll chuck his glass and ruin it, that would just be rude. So instead, just enjoy the sight of Sousei and Tree, facing off: Sousei is too far from the tree to be wrapped up further in vines, but nonetheless he also...can't get free.....

This is stupid.]

phase iii.

[undaunts]

[... no dokis, no.

Rather, she feels kind of awkward. It's pretty obvious that she just came to a fight, a little scuffed up and gross as she is, in clothing that is absolutely not suited for a ball and with her weapon at her wait (folded up, at least, by now).

She...rubs the back of her head.]

Um...

[...]

Me? You meant someone else, right--

[Looking behind her...

...there's no one behind her.......]

phase 1

[sagemodes]

[ ...Unfortunately Ruby's going to just see a blonde guy admiring her scythe with a face that totally said: ]

Holy crap that's such a cool weapon! Where did you get that?

[ ...he's not helping matters, but that's par for the course. ]

Phase IV

[sagemodes]

[ ...To be honest Naruto's just getting away from the crowded area in order to get his thoughts back in place. Because holy crap it's his first ever formal function and it's so stuffy inside he has no idea why he said yes in the first place.

Well, he knows why he said yes but not how it'll end up with him spotting someone just having a stare down with a tree.

No he hasn't noticed why the other person is staring off yet. ]

...Uh, are you talking to the tree?

[ excellent interpretation skills there, Naruto. ]

OTA

[sunshrouded]

[ PHASE III ]

[who is this fucker

You might catch Tenka when he's standing around and actually looking respectable, gently nursing a glass of red wine, probably looking foreign to anyone who knows him well.

At least until he's gently wheezing as he tries to stay a fair distance away from the dance floor, already pulling vaguely at his bow tie and looking every instance like he doesn't want to be here. Suffocation.

Though if he does catch the eye of someone nearby, whether he knows them or not, he offers up a sunnier smile, if still a bit strained. The one time that Tenka will ever be awkward is here and now:]

Uh... Nice party, right....?

[also feel free to just pull him out onto the dance floor while he's gently wheezing]

[ PHASE IV ]

You wanna fight?!

[and sometime after that, Tenka actually looks thoroughly more in his element, glaring down a tree and looking like he's about ready to lift it from its roots]

You picked a fight with the wrong guy!!

[he might be a little tipsy]

[ PHASE PARTNERS - w/ Sousei ]

[They've been here maybe 30 minutes.

They want out.

So slowly... but surely.... as they converse with each other - probably trading barbed insults in between actual conversation like true best friends do - they are inching toward the exit.

Escape Attempt #1.

They must be stopped.]

phase i;

[flaredo]

[ She'd heard it, and someone would probably joke that Yang just had Sister Senses fully equipped and functional-- but no, she'd heard "Ruby Rose", and the instant she hears that name, Yang goes running.

In this dress, no less, hair done up fancily but still very much recognizable as she plows through the crowd desperately. And-- ]

Ruby!!!!

ota!

[emotive]

» PHASE I & II

[It's almost like a dream really. A huge ball, numerous guests dressed to the nines, and most importantly, a huge spread of food and drink, the likes of which Ai Thao has not experienced in a while? Well, not in such a formal and fancy fashion anyways. She's prepared herself, worrying about all the little details ahead of time and luckily, she's arrived without a hitch...]

"Presenting, Lady Ai Thao Kha, The White Summer Rose of the Unknown!"

... O-Oh. That was kind of you...

[Well... It's not like the announcer didn't have a reason to make up that title seeing as how Ai dressed herself up in a luminescent white and gold ao dai, embroidered with white flowers. She hopes that her outfit is appropriate enough because surely there will be more people who look more impressive than her. Wallflowering, already? Maybe.

Ai's still a little nervous especially since there's apparently more new arrivals and... Well, there's gonna be a lot of people! So she heads to the food table to, surprisingly, not eat a lot of food (she'd get her ao dai dirty), but instead calm her nerves by drinking a glass of fizzy cider.

Look, she learned her lesson at the sleepover, she won't be hitting the booze anytime soon.]

» PHASE III

"It's a little bit funny,
This feeling inside..."

[When "Your Song" begins to play, Ai Thao can't help, but begin to sing along. Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs, you know? She may not have a special someone anytime soon, but what's wrong with reveling in said love songs?]

I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind
That I put down in words
How wonderful life is
Now you're in the world...

[Whoops, she might have accidentally locked eyes with someone while singing and she glances away, cheeks flushed and probably mumbles an inaudible apology.]

» PHASE IV

[Time to cut the romantic fluffy BS. The evening may or may not have been going swell so far, but either way, Ai's wandered out and about, being mindful about staying way from the waters and the killer fish. What she can't avoid, is that sense of constant unease. The plant life and flowers are beautiful, yes... The trees? They're nice! But she's glancing at the trees every once and a while (she swears her gut feeling is telling her that the tree is literally moving) and may ask someone nearby:]

It's... Um, maybe it's safer inside?

Phase 1

[niceguypose]

Ruby-san!! [An eager ninja is rushing towards her once her name has been announced. He had wondered what had happened to her and had been worried. He skids to a halt several feet away from her, watching her attack on the tree.]

Are you alright?! [He is actually wearing a suit, which looks like a green version of an Edgeworth number.]

England || OTA

[unionjackoff]

PHASE II + III

[welcome one and all, young and old, to the ball! England—or perhaps most of you know him as Arthur Kirkland—is in charge of the orchestra. while he got a few volunteers to play and sing, most of the musicians present are robots. but that just means they will play perfectly, right?

not only is England conducting, every now and then, he'll pick up a violin and play, himself. he's dressed in a tuxedo, and he has some gifts for a select few stashed away behind the stage.

anyway, he's taking a quick break right now, to grab a drink and a snack before the orchestra is scheduled to go back. want to tell him how amazing he is? steal a dance? punch him? now's your chance!]

PHASE IV

[phew! it's been a long night. England needs to get some fresh air. why did they have to play that Taylor Swift song? it was so... very... stupid. he tried to pick out only Christmas music, but for some reason, that song was tucked in among his other sheet music. surprise!

well, it was done now, right? and for the most part, the orchestra's been doing a great job. he sighs, looking over the edge of the bridge. he feels incredibly homesick tonight, despite the festivities. America was gone, and England knew he should have been happy about that, because it meant that he wouldn't have to deal with CERES' bullshit anymore. ...but was there even a home for America to return to? and what about himself and Vietnam? were they to remain in Cerealia forever?

he's so deep in his thoughts that he doesn't notice the vine sneaking its way up the bridge until it's too late. suddenly, it grabs hold of his ankle and pulls his leg out from under him. England yells and then tries to kick it off]

What the hell?! Let go! [the more he struggles, the tighter it gets. he doesn't like calling out for help, but he doesn't have much of a choice right now]

phase iii

[flaredo]

[ Natalia's the one who did up her hair, and Yang's lightly toying with a stray golden curl now, half-keeping an eye on the more tipsy attendants and half-enjoying the festivities herself. Girl can sure move in this thing, though.

As Natalia offers her hand, though, she grins and places her hand in her palm. No dokis, sadly. ]

But did you want your present before or after we get down on the dance floor?

phase III

[sagemodes]

Uh... Yeah...

[ If anything he looks a bit concerned? WHY ARE YOU WHEEZING DEAR STRANGER. ]

You alright there?

weiss schnee | ota

[multiglyphs]

[ throughout the ball, weiss will be wearing this dress with these ridiculously high heels (sorry not sorry). and even though she came to the ball alone, there's an unmistakable glow about her... that, surprisingly, has nothing to do with the FANTASTIC JOB SHE DID ON THE DECORATIONS, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

maybe it could have something to do with the earrings she's wearing? or maybe that necklace? hmm, maybe it's that bracelet?

every now and then, she might also be idly humming a song to herself. ]

phase II >>

[ even an extreme workaholic has to stop and take a break sometime... though from the slightly pinched expression on weiss' face, she doesn't appear to be enjoying herself too much. a lot of these foods are so decadent... too decadent for her slightly delicate tastes, so despite hovering around the buffet tables for a good amount of time, weiss will never really be seen eating more than a few pieces of fruit.

she's also making sure to stay FAR AWAY from any of the beverages that don't appear to be water. let's not have a repeat of that awful slumber party hangover, thank you very much. however... it's unfortunate how often vodka can look like water, isn't it? ]

—hic!

phase III >>

[ there is a rather expansive list of things weiss absolutely cannot tolerate — tardiness, being unkempt, a terrible work ethic, the color fuschia... terrible and inappropriate music choices are definitely one of them. so despite not actually having been on the dance floor herself, the moment her ears catch wind of a suggestive lyric, they burn bright red, and the petite heiress does not hesitate to march all the way across the dance floor (maybe accidentally throwing off your groove in the process) just to yell at the person responsible.

or the person she assumes is responsible. why else would they be standing so close to the dj station, right? right! ]

Excuse me — do you think this is some kind of desperate fundraiser? [ weiss no. ] What in the world are you playing?

phase IV >>

[ we just can't have anything nice, can we? sometime towards the last hours of the ball, a sharp, girlish shriek can be heard. following it will lead to the... rather strange sight of a tiny heiress stomping her feet at what appears to be a tree... the vines of which appear to be holding a small, silver snowflake charm that looks an awful like one of the ones hanging from her bracelet...

at her feet are a good number of scattered white roses, looking to be haphazardly cut from their bushes. ]

Give that back this instant! [ —is she arguing with a tree? ] Don't make me burn you down, you shriveled excuse for nature!! [ DON'T DO THAT IN A GARDEN??? WEISS? ]

You have until the count of three! One...! Two...!

[ ...maybe you shouldn't have tried to take newer, fresher flowers from the APPARENTLY LIVING GARDEN, weiss.......... ]

CYOA >>

[ during the ball, weiss can be found at various times doing any of the following: fixing stubborn pieces of decoration that refuse to cooperate, lingering by the wall like the awkward flower that she is, or generally running around and fussing about this-and-that that really doesn't need any fussing, tbh... someone stop her and force her to have some fun please.

come at me bros! ]

[undaunts]

[... well, it may not be helping matters, but nonetheless they're the magic words to get her to drop the awkward.]

Isn't she beautiful? [SHE'S THE BEST WEAPON.] I made her myself!

[geek over weapons with her, Naruto.]

[undaunts]

Yang?

[She wasn't expecting Yang to come hurtling through the crowd just like that, really--after all, they were just together, so she can't imagine why she's so panicked--but nonetheless automatically she moves towards her sister's voice, finally putting away her weapon and awkwardly shoving her way through the crowd as well.]

Ouch--! Hey! Sorry, it's just--! Look out!

[She may have knocked some glasses of wine out of some peoples' hands, oops. And now there's wine on her boots. She lifts a foot, inspecting her boot, wrinkling her nose. Sorry, Yang, this is distracting.]

Ew.

[undaunts]

[That's....sure a suit, that is.

Oh god.

She blinks.]

Yeah, fine. I'm fine.

[Pause. Consider. Nnnope still drawing a blank.]

Er, do I know you?

[deontology]

[They'll probably stumble upon him wallflowering, honestly.... but nonetheless, when he sees them, he nods to them. He can be polite...really....

He's just feeling a little stifled by this entire atmosphere, don't mind him.]

Nikos, Arc.

[so they did come together...... that was definitely what Jaune meant that one time then. (The misunderstandings continue.)]

Good evening.

Nonon - ota

[shikisha]

Phase 1/3 - Grand Entrance

"Announcing her lady Nonon Jakuzure, Three-Star Deva of Satsuki Kiryuin's Honnouji Academy and Non-Athletic Committee Chair."

[ And in comes... a tiny girl with pink hair, all of four feet and maybe a half, wearing what looks like a marching band uniform than anything else. It's black and gold with a large shako on her head, which she still manages to look cute in, fitting in well amongst the other girls. But she doesn't quite think she's here for the party, she has important business to return to back home.

...At the same time, Nonon is not the type of person who can turn away from a ball, especially with an orchestra playing. She can't help but find herself in front of the orchestra watching them with a critical eye. She can't help but turning to the guest next to her and speaking even if they aren't really listening. ]

The euphoniumist can't even play in time to save his life, it's bringing the whole piece down. Someone should take him out back and put an end to this misery for all of us. [ Staring... ] ...Hey, are you listening to me?

[ Her voice is... slightly grating, but she doesn't seem to be going away either.

Or, find Nonon for a dance. She's not afraid of dancing, enjoying it even, but finding the right partner is an important step. Someone taller than her preferably. Which isn't hard. Dressed well. She might even go up to someone who seems to fall into those descriptions and ask them to dance herself. Only for guys she just rudely informs them they are going to dance, and girls she is a little more embarrassed, asking shyly if they'd like a dance. Though she may prefer dancing with women, especially if they are black haired... ]

Phase 4 - A Nudist In Trouble

W-WHAT THE HELL?!

[ From the gardens, half the party probably hears Nonon's voice scream out when she feels something grabbing her leg. Like hell is she going to lose here to some stupid alien... tree thing. ]

Let go of me right now!! No one makes a fool of me!! [ Pulling at her clothes, Nonon just seems to change her outfit in a flash, going from her black and gold dress to... something a little...more revealing. Thigh high boots, a utility belt and holsters and a hat. ....Yes, Nonon is naked, flashing anyone who might be watching as she is pulled up into the air by one leg. In her hand she has a small knife, slashing wildly at encroaching vines.

...Do you help the poor nudist, or maybe just watch? ]

Bonus

Too cute...

[ And yes, you look like a giant teddy bear to Nonon. Whoever you are. Now you have a tiny girl in either of her outfits that night encroaching you, to put her arms around you. ]

[masakados]

i.
[Honestly, it's kind of embarrassing being announced, but there you have it. It's actually just a pretty typical announcement of his name, because Naoki looked very hard at the one doing it, the smile on his face not looking like a smile at all... before wandering into the party proper.

He doesn't look precisely comfortable yet, but he's all suited up, a pale tie neatly around his throat. A tie that is getting thorough fussing treatment still, small tugs at it. His sleeves are also folded up around his elbows for slightly freer motion.

Feel free to notice that those dark marks visible on him are glowing in gentle pulses of green, or that he's looking around with a faint frown. There are... quite a few people here.

...and quite a lot of emotions to sense. Well.]


ii.
[Welcome to the food table... Land of people avoiding dancing or just very hungry people. Naoki's neither of these, mostly just curious about the selection.] Well, [he'll comment to anyone nearby,] looks like everything's all set to feed the whole of the colony, huh?

[Or you can catch him a little later.

When he's feeding a slice of cake to a big floating rainbow serpent (who eats it off the plate in one gulp), that might turn its two sets of eyes to you if you wander too close. It'll be looking at you as if you're next on the menu.

But, Naoki'll tap one of its heads and just offer it another slice to eat instead and the snake, Yurlungur, says something about how he doesn't like disgusting human food he's only eating it because it's there h-hmph CHOMP.]


iii.
[If you're an acquaintance, expect to be approached with a smile of greeting if you're not in the middle of a dance. (He isn't rude, after all.) His demon company is gone, for the time being. He'll grandly offer a hand while jabbing his other thumb in a gesture over his shoulder to the dance floor.] So, how about it?

[ACQUAINTANCES, MALE OR FEMALE, YOUR GRAND OFFER OF A DANCE... Though 100% chance he is teasing the former to get a reaction.

Now, if he doesn't know you and you are wallflowering...]

Not in a dancing mood? [with an easy tone of voice.

And as for if you want to approach him, he'll be standing off on his own at some points of the evening, arms folded over his chest and his gaze thoughtfully scanning everything.]


iv.
[When being around so many people gets too... taxing for a guy with a demon's body who picks up on emotions, Naoki slips off into the gardens. You can probably find him easily enough, glowing amid the trees, and he summons Yurlungur while he's out on his own. His markings have been probably getting brighter in their glowing all night... but they dim when he offers the demon a handful of glowing red energy.

Demi-fiend, you've got so much energy tonight, Yurlungur will be saying if your character happens to stumble across them.]

...yeah, yeah.

[But when that tree starts getting cheeky and reaching out to him, well.

--it's pretty easy to snap branchy tentacley things with just a firm grip. For Naoki, at least.]


other.
[And if hey you know what, none of these prompts are workin for you, feel free to make your own!! He'll be around the whole night.]

[sagemodes]

You did? Holy crap, that's even more amazing! You're the first super cool blacksmith I've ever met in this place!

[ sorry he's still gaga-ing over the scythe right now. ]

Man, if only a friend of mine is here, she'd love to talk weapons with you!

[poised]

[This isn't what she ordered at all, send it back to the kitchen.

Why are you standing between her and her cheesecake.... do you like being dramatic, Colonel?! Though honestly she is rather surprised to see him when the realization sinks in. Ah...?!]

C-Colonel...?! [It's not in her nature to stutter normally but she's... admittedly rather stunned.] What? When did you arrive?!