Let the Festival Begin [Day 143 | Day 144]

[bastionmods]

Who: EVERYONE
Open: Open
When: Day 143 & 144
Where: All over the Bastion
What: The first two days of the Harvest Festival
Format Any
Warnings: None

For the past week or so, it may feel like to some that the Bastion is gearing up for something. And not anything bad, either. Something good and oh so needed. It's not just the people, the Caels and the Ura that are aware of what the coming days would mean if the world was still intact. It's like the very Bastion itself has suddenly gained new life, and there's a power over it that's greater than any person, creature or Core.

Anyone who is still awake as dawn breaks over the Bastion may find themselves inexplicably tired for no reason at all, and unable to give in to an intense need to close their eyes, just for a moment.

When everyone wakes, and I do mean everyone, the Bastion will be transformed. Decorations, lights strung across every angle, wreaths, tables with colorful cloths over them, streamers and banners and so much stuff just seemingly out of nowhere! The entire Bastion, suddenly a vibrant, beautiful place for a celebration. And not just any celebration.

The Harvest Festival!

Comments

[croceamors]

What a shame. You were so close the last time.

[croceamors]

I don't know. I suppose he... bothers me.

[He hadn't even realized that the keyblade wielder really affected anything, but then he and Axel had switched bodies, the topic had come up... Yeah.]

[coolerthansora]

He did kind of- kill you.

[It would be surprising if that didn't bother a person.]

[croceamors]

[That earns a snort.]

Well there's certainly enough to spare.

[hellpyre]

[A saying Rin probably doesn't even know, all things considered]

Point...

[To both things]

Did you ever go up against him?

[hellpyre]

He has, yeah...

[Back to cutting, while she adds in a quiet mumble]

You have, too...

[fuckthemancers]

No.

And so we meet again old friend

[followsthevoice]

[Needless to say, despite Zulf's words having calmed him down, The Kid was still feeling a great deal of pent up aggression that felt the need to come out in great force; and would you look at that, a nice target for him to aim at. With no preamble, the Kid hopped the fence to the arena where Pyth was; his hammer being idly spun in his hands while his Carbine was firmly strapped to his back. Needless to say, this was likely going to turn into something messy one way or the other.]

I'm ready, let's get this goin'.

[croceamors]

He did. It was quite painful, as well.

[He rubs at the area on his chest where he remembers being struck.]

[coolerthansora]

......sorry about that.

I mean, I don't remember it, but I guess I was there?

[hellpyre]

[It's very pretty, isn't it?]

Hmn? ... oh. Right. Well... there's not much else I can do for anyone who shows up here, y'know? 'sides givin' them good food...

[hellpyre]

Yeah I kinda figured that.

[Had to be one or the other with Zulf and his friends, anyway.]

[croceamors]

Yes. In that weird... way.

[How the fuck does their universe even work sometimes, he swears]

[coolerthansora]

It was weird.

[And sad. =( Gonna have more booze.]

I'm glad to be- outside, again.

[hellpyre]

[Rin's head snaps up, but there's not enough time to get out of the way unscathed. She scrambles to her feet and tries to throw herself over Pyth like she had at the start, and for a second it looks like she might almost make it to Zulf's hand...

Until her tail is caught by the horn and her foot catches on the bull's head. She slams down hard on Pyth's back, carried through the rest of the charge until she's hurled off violently, crashing in to the wall so hard she rattles the fence above.]

[croceamors]

It's better to be yourself than... not.

[Not that... he's much of an expert on that... Roxas, he likes the way you think right now, more booze.]

[coolerthansora]

Isn't it different with you guys? If you always remembered being Isa, then- changing was slower, like with people. Normal people.

[fuckthemancers]

[Ouch.]

[Zulf grimaces when he feels her slam into the wall, fingers twitching back to press against his palm. Immediately he starts to make his way down, trying to keep an eye on Rin to make sure she's doing okay.]

[fuckthemancers]

You might run across him yourself. If you see a Cael with nearly white hair, that's him. He always has his hammer with him, as well.

[croceamors]

Mmm. [After another drink, Saix ends up finding himself unfortunately honest.] Might've been- different. With me.

[coolerthansora]

Different how?

[Good, let's have a tipsy heart-to-heart.]

[fuckthemancers]

[And Zulf was suddenly the most worried he had felt all day. After a moment of just marinading in that slight alarm bell feeling of dread, he finally brings it in himself to call down from where he's watching up on the sidelines.]

Please don't destroy it! That's not the aim!

[Because Gods knew the Kid very well could. For the first time the whole night, Zulf bets on someone besides Pyth.]

[croceamors]

There's a... [Wow how does he explain this. How does he explain this while slipping into intoxication.] Something. Something was in me that wasn't me.

[Nailed it.]

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas looks hard at him as though he's going to be able to see this "something."]

I don't know what that means but it sounds scary.

[croceamors]

[Well, he can see a part of that "something"...]

Mm. I don't even know how long it's been trying to make me... not me. More than I already was.