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!!

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[And, because he has some sort of death wish:]

Be careful, saying things like that!

Some people enjoy being whipped. ♥

[He'll find pants soon enough. She's irritated, but not scarred.

Something tells him she's seen far worse than this.]

[oh yeah she has. when in prison, tons of other weird shit happens.

she just shrugs at him, but her smile is dangerous even so.]

Aaahh.... yeah, that's true, I know all about dirty masochists like you. But y'see, even if you blurt out the safety word I'll still keep on whipping you. Even when you're a bloody, disgusting pile of a wasted useless human on the ground, I'll still keep whipping you. Understand?

Don't fuck with me, I'm not in the mood to put up with your bullshit. [she's really not. she's still getting used to everything here, she doesn't know anyone personally yet, her bother isn't around, with how ticked off she is about everything she's more than willing to dirty her hands if it means letting out some of this anger and frustration.]

So sober yourself up, cocksucker. [yeaahh she's decided he's definitely in for the dicks.]

Oh?

[Sakamoto has learned to read people from every walk of life, and often times he's had customers who were just as dangerous as this one.]

Sorry, sorry! I don't like to fight.

[He crosses his legs, just to make sure. However, his tone of voice and eerie sense of calm show that he's not the least bit afraid. The insult doesn't bother him- There are worse things he could be, worse things he's been called.

A con-man. A traitor! A coward.]

But I'll have to correct you there! Useless? I'm anything but.

[good, he seems to be letting up at least. she didn't want to let this guy know about her branch of sin so soon, after all.]

Oh? And why should I believe you? So far all I've seen is your dumb drunk ass staggering all over the place.

Well, what has there been to do?

Other than observe.

["Nothing's gone wrong yet."

What makes this place tick? What does he need to sell?

Hope, certainly.

But that carries little monetary value.]

Seems like they're keepin' us in a gilded cage! What was it they wanted us to do?

Fight? Somethin' like that. Don't know how I feel about it! Honestly, I gave up on that kinda stuff.

[she raises an eyebrow at him. she has no problems when it comes to fighting, especially in something like a cage as he's saying. being in the carnival corpse has taught her that.]

Then you're a pussy, too. If you gotta fight then fight, that's all. [except, she won't be doing it through lying anymore, thankfully.]

Oh, trust me!

[What's with that grin, huh?

It's different than before.]

I'll do whatever I can to protect myself! There are so many things I'd like to accomplish. Dreams, dreams! That sorta thing.

That being said, do you like this place? Mmm, so far. You don't seem like you're in a rush to leave.

Edited 2015-05-06 03:51 (UTC)

[and that grin doesn't go unnoticed. she's been a liar for far too long, she can see someone's change easily.]

Do I like the party? Nah it's fucking shit. Do I like all of.... this place? Well... it ain't much different from the prison I was at before, so it's fine, feels way too familiar in fact. And besides, if I'm supposed to fight or whatever... then fuck it, I'll do it.

[for the people she's become closer with back home, for her brother, and for herself. no more running away, she'll fight if she feels it's the best thing to do. and besides, she's used to not having very many choices, it's always just been do it or die.]

[Is he a liar? Well, he certainly is a con.

That being said, he can be honest (too honest), about a lot of things. While the words he spouts at the moment may seem like flattery, he believes them wholeheartedly, despite having just met Minatsuki.]

H'oh.

You've got a strong heart!

[He offers her a slight upturn of the lips that's less fishy than the one before. It's brighter, hopeful. A merchant has as many smiles as he does customers.]

That's what this place needs.

[He's not sure he'll get an answer, but it doesn't hurt to ask:]

So this party doesn't suit your fancy! Do you have an ideal venue in mind? A place you'd rather be?

For me, it's the sky! The stars! Floatin' about the galaxy.

Edited 2015-05-06 04:12 (UTC)

[...the fucking galaxy, really? she snorts at that.]

...Pff.

[so stupid.] I'm just not one for crowds, that's all.

[too many people, she doesn't like the feeling of being closed in by them. normally she hates being around others anyways, she hates being close to anyone she doesn't know, so even being here felt idiotic to her.]

Good food though, I guess.

I love people! Even then, I don't mind being alone.

I'm happy when I have the ability to move freely. To fly!

[He laughs. She might not understand that he's a space traveler, which is fine.

If they do meet again, she'll know soon enough.]

Good food, huh? Ah! At the very least, they aren't lettin' us starve.

I wish I could taste it! Oh, but I think I've had too much alcohol...

[That and he's still pantsless. He looks down at his crotch.]

And I should really do something about this...

[YOU THINK?????]

Kinda hard to have a conversation with you at all when you're half naked, idiot. I'm surprised you haven't gotten arrested yet.

[srsly.]

Arrested? Nonsense! I've barely shown any skin! I'd only be arrested for-

[Unfortunately, his sunglasses do that anime sheen thing as he cups his own chin.]

Looking so good, it's criminal.

[she's actually grabbing the closest item she can find and throwing it right at his fucking face. a wine glass, she had grabbed a wine glass right out of someone's hand and threw it at him, yupyup.]

You're fucking dead!!

[That wine glass hits him square in the face, and he collapses on the ground. "Dead."

Supposedly- What a fitting end for this bizarre exchange.]

[g o o d. she knows he's not dead from that but even so she'll just be turning around and walking away from him.

SEE YOU LATER, ULTIMATE PERVY OLD MAN.]

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