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[poised]

Who: everyone, literally everyone
When: ooc: 04/25-04/26; ic: 12/26
Where: the Gardens
What: overflow of 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 overflow! It's a bit early but just to make sure the transition for everyone over here was captcha-free. 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 and post new intros! 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!!

Comments

[swordsitter]

[ he opens his mouth to reply with a 'yes, please, that would be appreciated' when the hentai tree starts slithering a vine up haru's pants-leg. what comes out of his mouth, therefore, is more like a yelp, and he twists, shaking his leg to try to get it to behave!!

wow not on the first date!!! ]

Yes! Yes please!

[arcanaofdeath]

[And Pharos disappears. Literally. One moment he's there, the next he's a small silhuette further down the path. Which vanishes too. Why run when you can teleport?

Before long, Pharos returns holding two large knives. If there really was a wedding going on, this would probably be the 'Or forever hold their peace' moment, let's face it.

Eyes fixed onto the vines slithering up Haru's body, he presses one of the knives into Haru's hands.]

Do you want me to give you a hand?

[swordsitter]

[ .. oh. that answers that question. and this close, haru can definitely sense.. well, something. but then, no matter what haru's abilities are or how strong or weak they are, his training was pretty shoddy, so his understanding of them is limited. which means that 'something' will probably remain a 'something' until he has a better understanding or someone just outright tells him. .. ah well.

he's only too glad to take the knife, and while he looks like a scrawny nothing, there's a surprising amount of strength in the arm he takes to hacking at the vines with. ]

Please! Thank you. [ at least he's still polite? ]

[arcanaofdeath]

You're welcome.

[There is a surprising amount of strength behind Haru's whacks and hacks. It always is a marvel to find out what people are hiding behind frail bodies.

Pharos' reach is short so he has to step around Haru before he back let the knife sail down. It connects to the tree with a wet 'thunk' and the second swing comes down in exactly the same spot.

It really is amusing to see what this place has to offer.]

[swordsitter]

[ between the two of them, with the judicious application of knives and a little flustered hopping on haru's part, eventually they hack away enough at the one holding onto haru's arm that he's able to jerk away, stumbling back. he trips as he's trying to remove the vine from his pants-leg, stumbling and then falling into the grass-- thankfully on the far side of the tree, where it apparently can't get him.

he lays there in stunned silence for several moments, staring up at the sky and wondering vaguely where his life went so wrong.

finally, though, he sits up, glancing up at pharos with an expression that's surprisingly even and solemn for all that he was being molested by a hentai tree just a few minutes ago. ]

.. Thank you again. I'm glad you're not actually what you look like. [ he's used to that by now, given some of his blades. he rises, then, dusting himself carefully off. ]

[arcanaofdeath]

[It went wrong when you decided to adopt an infinite amount of swords, Haru. Or, well, when someone or something decided to drop you off in the lovely place that is this colony.

The comment makes Pharos blink though before he laughs. It was only a matter of time before someone noticed that he is not, in fact, a young child. It's not like he was hiding... Well. Perhaps he was, a little. Being seen as human is refreshing. In it's own right and it holds some merits.]

A real child would have had some trouble helping you, wouldn't it?