estoria | - « INTRO ⇢ WINTERBALL.EXE

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!!

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Vector raises an eyebrow and pats some stray pieces of earth from his white shirt.

He isn't surprised one bit.]

Those trees react to heat and movement, Mizael. Just like your beloved reptiles.

[Rather than smirking his usual smirk he crosses his arms in front of him and shakes his head with a sigh.]

You really should pay better attention to the details. Dragonfly or Miza-chan, looks like the local flora is going to get pasta a la Barian today after all.

[Even so, Mizael's first inclination is to struggle to try to break free while cursing the tree and Vector under his breath. He even does manage to break one of the vines grabbing his feet.

But to his credit, he does stop that pretty quick when it's clear that struggling just makes the tentacles wrap around his limbs even faster and breaking one only leads to two more taking its place. That, and...even though Vector is rubbing it in like always (and it's still irritating), there isn't any enthusiasm behind it, just like when he'd been dodging Mizael's attacks.

Mizael finally stops moving much at all (and tries to ignore how he's very slowly sliding backward or the vine trying to get under his shirt) and scowls at Vector. The way he's acting just makes Mizael feel more wary than usual.]

What are you up to?

Me? Nothing.

[There is a bitter, amused note in his voice as he takes a step to the side and dodges another vine that has been trying to creep up to him on te ground. It's true that not having any plans isn't like him, but in the end? What should he be doing instead? There is no sense in further struggle, no point in starting anything new.

Chaos is no fun without an audience and he's an actor without a play on a stage of an empty house.

Pointless.

Turning to go, he decides to give Mizael some last good advise over his shoulder.]

I set somebody up to patrol this section of the garden in order to help careless people who get too close to the trees. A girl-hunter with a big scythe. Shout "help! spaghetti!" and she'll be right there to safe you from further embarrassment.

[Vector sounds enough like he wishes he were up to something that Mizael could almost believe it...if not for Vector's constant habit of acting and lying and scheming. It's hard to believe he's not up to anything at all. Wouldn't he get bored?

But he doesn't have long to wonder, because then Vector's turning away, and he's not done yet--]

Where are you--

[Whoa, hey, he did not just imply that Mizael can't get out of this on his own. So maybe he isn't showing a whole lot of skill in that department at the moment...but that doesn't mean he can't.]

I don't need your charity! Stay put; I won't be here that long.

Oh? [Vector isn't convinced at all as he stops and turns to see if that is true.

Nope, sorry Mizael, still doesn't look like you can help yourself.

Shrugging his shoulders, Vector resumes to walk away.]

Whatever. Give me a call once you're free again.

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