- « INTRO ⇢ WINTERBALL.EXE » OVERFLOW

[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!!

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[psycholawgy]

[ She slips a hand down to grab Leia's, and she slowly tugs on it to lead her back to the party. ]

C'mon, let's go back inside. I think you need to sit down for a second.

[journaler]

[ Leia doesn't resist, but does look back as Athena leads her away from the hallucinations and the plants causing them. As a final punch to the gut, Leia spots a girl in the distance, her long white hair flowing--someone really important to her. The lava below the girl is undeniable, and Leia can swear she can hear her laugh...

But she turns away from her and keeps going.

She bites her lip, hoping it might hurt enough to snap her out of things... but as it turns out, it's not necessary. When she can finally hear the music again, she slows. She remembers something else.

They're far enough away now, right? ]

Sorry. I'm fine now.

[psycholawgy]

[ She doesn't know what is happening, or what Leia is seeing, but she can tell that something is 100% wrong. Are other people acting differently, too? Hopefully not, but it still fills Athena with worry. When Leai slows down, she does the same, too. ]

Are you sure? [ She glances back at the direction they came from. There doesn't seem to be anybody there who'd have hurt her or anything, but... ] Do you need anything?

[journaler]

[ Leia shakes her head. Her mood immediately improves at Athena's concern, so slowly, she starts to brighten up again like a slow sunrise. ]

Just a dance.

[ Her tone is playful, more like herself, and her grip tightens around Athena's hand. If it wasn't obvious-- ]

With you.

[psycholawgy]

[ Athena isn't entirely convinced, but she'll play along!

She laughs at the invitation, and she won't reject it. With a curtsy, she addresses Leia with a fake British accent. ]

Why, I'd be delighted to, young Madam.

[journaler]

Yay!!

[ Leia laugh too, clearly amused by the accent. Then she'll start to lead Athena instead, tugging her along closer to where the "dance floor" was, where they can better hear the orchestra.

... Wait, are they about to take a break?! ]

[psycholawgy]

Aw! Everybody, go back to your seats...!

[ NOOOOOOoooooooooooo ]

[journaler]

[ JUST... WATCHING ATHENA'S COMMAND FALL ON DEAF EARS... sigh. ]

What do we do? Can we pick something ourselves? [ The sound system nearby is hard to miss. ]

[psycholawgy]

Hmmm... [ Coming up with an impromptu plan is a challenge. ] Maybe the DJ will play music while the orchestra's eating?

[journaler]

[ As if on queue, some one appears to approach said sound system! ]

Ooh! We should ask for something upbeat.

[ So specific, wow. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ She follows, though she doesn't really have a song suggestion in mind. ]

Hmm...? What do you have in mind?

[journaler]

I... I'm not sure.

[ ... ]

Maybe we should just talk to the guy and see what he's got.

[psycholawgy]

Great. He better not disappoint!

[ walks over to the dj, then. and once she sees the computer and machines on the table, she just goes full on curious mode and starts poking at the things. ]

[journaler]

[ The DJ tries to stop her, of course! Maybe there's something he's hiding? He doth protest too much, Leia thinks, but there's no stopping either of them, unfortunately for him.

Eventually, the machine starts up and starts playing a song. Athena's button mashing worked...!

Everything seems to stop. Leia freezes too as she listens, and with eyes wide, turns to Athena seeking approval--but her smiling face (and subtle head-bobbing) seems to suggest that she's made up her mind. ]

[psycholawgy]

[ why are you smiling, leia? this song is obviously is calling for a dance off.

athena nods, and attempts to stare her down.

we're doing this. ]

[journaler]

[ Whatever!! COMPETITION STILL CALLS FOR FRIENDLY SMILES--

She gets the message though, and her smile turns into something more of a light smirk. ]

Ready?

[psycholawgy]

You better not cry when this is all over!

[ It shouldn't be that intense, but...

Athena. . . ]

[journaler]

[ Athena please...

Leia's competitive too but this is just too much fun. The song picks up and she really starts to get into it. ]

Why would I do that?!

[ Leia, do you even know what you're doing... (no). ]

[psycholawgy]

Because I'm going to wipe the floor with your face, that's why!

[ Athena knows ballroom dancing, but she can't exactly bust a move the way she knows how... so all she's pulling out now are Taylor Swift-like dance moves.

This is the worst dance-off ever. ]

[journaler]

[ More like the best. Leia can't help but glance over to watch Athena, but she mostly sticks to her own thing, and she definitely has style. ]

Dream on! We don't even have any judges, and I know I'm rocking it.

[psycholawgy]

I dunno! I'm pretty sure I'm doing better than you!

[ No, Leia may be doing better than her, for sure... ]

[journaler]

No waaay. Watch this!

[ She twirls when it's appropriate to do so, keeping in time with the song's catchy beat! She's lucky not to trip in those heels... ]

[psycholawgy]

[ Oh no. SHE'S JEALOUS NOW. ]

I can do better!

[ Following the beat, she takes Leia by the hand and spins her once. Take that! ]

[journaler]

[ oh NOOO she's spinning again! Leia was not expecting that and now it looks like she's falling back.

There's distress in her face, suggesting she's not doing it on purpose, but will Athena catch her, tango-style? ]

[psycholawgy]

Oh, whoops...!

[ Athena does catch her, and it looks like this was all planned. They sure are taking over the dance floor tonight. ]