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

[fuckthemancers]

You earn a reward from Pyth for passing his trial.

[Said simply as he looks her over. He can guess what you did this morning, Rin, and it involves going with Colin to get a bull.]

You'll have five chances throughout the festival.

[thirdoutofthree]

[ Viola, with a pile of shards, is glowering at the dice game. She really wants to win but wow this game is harder than she thought. Or is she just incredibly unlucky? ]

What is the deal with this? Stop taking all my shards!

[fuckthemancers]

[All of his actions are done very carefully as he picks up a lamplighter that's near the lamp, lighting it with a fire before raising it up. He's slow, so that he doesn't mess anything up, but then the light flares up and Zulf actually gives a slight smile. He starts to bring it down before he notices Rin standing nearby.]

Oh, I apologize. I didn't realize you were there.

[followsthevoice]

[After having a day to recover and adapt to the new situation, The Kid found himself sitting at the longtable with a massive plate of food. It helped that the Harvest Festival was still going on...and the bottle of Hearty Punch next to his plate was helping too. Practically growing up in the Wilds had taught him the value of good food, so he was going to fill his belly as much as he could while he had the time to do so...who knew when he'd get another chance?

Feel free to get acquainted with the newcomer...just try not to be offended by his mannerisms; he doesn't talk to people much.]

[fuckthemancers]

Well... [He glances up at the sky as if checking something.] Very well.

[He goes to sit besides her, sweeping his skirt underneath him as he does so.]

Have you done anything else today, then?

[blackblooded]

Crona looks absolutely miserable. Which is an odd expression for someone carrying a massive bag of candy. Seriously, it looks like Crona's having a little bit of trouble with the weight.

Ragnarok, on the other hand, looks absolutely ecstatic. Which is not an odd expression for someone doing absolutely no work, wearing an absurd scarf, and gnawing on a giant lollipop.

"Man, Crona! These gods are so much better than that reaper guy!"

"Just don't eat it all at once... I don't know how to deal with a sugar coma..."

[amphibian]

[Aoi, didn't you get enough bruises bringing the bull back? Apparently not, because if she's not darting across the pit trying to keep herself from getting gorged, she's staggering out of it and back into line to catch her breath and wait for her next turn.

While she's taking breaks, she cheers on whoever's currently up against Pyth with every ounce of enthusiasm in her, complete with yelling, clapping, jumping up and down, and pumping her fists in the air.] Go get 'im! Yeah, you've got it! Oh, look out, look out! Woohoo! Ooh—ow... Hey, good job, good job! Who's up next?!

[forhyrule]

[ The festival has been a little overwhelming for Zelda, so she'll head out to the gazebo in the evening to get away from the chaos. Upon noticing someone else is there, she considers briefly whether or not to announce her presence. Fortunately, it's someone she recognizes, so she'll come stand on near Rin. ]

Taking a reprieve from the celebration?

[fuckthemancers]

[Zulf is starting to see a family resemblance between you and Night, Rin. At least he's now better prepared to see this sort of food destruction.]

Pyth certainly seemed to take everything out of you.

[He's not exactly surprised about that.]

[fuckthemancers]

[It's alright if the Kid doesn't talk to people much. Zulf has had quite a bit of time to get used to it, so perhaps that explains why he doesn't seem to hesitate much as he sits down besides him.]

...Feeling better?

[fuckthemancers]

Not having much luck?

[This is pretty much exactly why Zulf doesn't gamble. At least especially not on this day.]

[amphibian]

[Aoi's endless supply of enthusiasm does not make her superhuman; she still needs food! So every now and again she'll take a break from fighting with Pyth and hang about the food table. It's okay if she completely gorges herself as long as she's working it off fighting the bull, right? Riiiight. That's why she's completely stacking her plate with meat and sweets.

Anyone who looks towards her will get a smile and a little wave with the hand that she isn't trying to balance her plate on.]

[croceamors]

I've heard that this is a festival for the gods. If that truly is the case, such a look on your face might end up insulting them.

[Oh hey it's this dick]

o hi thar again

[fuckthemancers]

[What is with all you anime girls devouring everything]

[Aoi, that cheerful smile is not reassuring Zulf much. He actually tries to go help her since that plate looks like it's going to fall out of his hands.]

Ah- are you sure you can carry all this?

[wayofvoice]

After having Colin be very helpful to him at the feast, Paarthurnax has been inspecting the rest of the festival. It normally pleases him to see Crona, but that expression gives him pause. His low deep voice rumbles forth.

"Drem yol lok, Vokunsumah. Hi dreh ni fon unaz. Dreh hi praag hiif?"

Time to see just how much Crona has been paying attention in dragon language classes. With how Paarthurnax glances to the giant bag of candy, hopefully he should be able to guess anyway.

[forhyrule]

[ Out of curiosity, Zelda has been milling around watching people get their asses kicked by Pyth. Not betting though, as she has no shards to her name (and probably wouldn't bet them even if she had them). While there, she does notice when the man next to her changes the tie on his shirt. ]

Is there significance to the red? [ She ventures curiously. ]

[wayofvoice]

[He's not even going to pretend to understand what you mean by vids or virtual reality or anything, Colin. Just let grampa dragon eat his food in peace. Although there's not really much chewing at all... Paarthurnax simply rolls the tongue about in his mouth to enjoy the taste of well cooked meat before swallowing it all whole.]

I am unfamiliar with many of the other foods. Strunjud- Tris has introduced me to the concept of cookies, but I do not know of much else.

[croceamors]

Never played?

[Hey, at least he's not the only one stuck but interested.]

[coolerthansora]

I dunno, just... [He makes a face trying to remember it, then nods to Saix's booze.]

How's that stuff taste?

SSSSHHHHHHHHH........

[amphibian]

[LOOK, ZULF, SHE'S AN ATHLETE, SHE NEEDS HER PROTEIN, ARE YOU CALLING HER FAT]

Sure, sure! ...Maybe. [No, okay, that was definitely on its way down. With Zulf's help balancing it, though, she manages to swipe a pastry off it and take a bite. That should make it a liiitle easier to hold.] Hehe, thanks! It all looked too tasty to just get a little bit...

[croceamors]

It's very... sweet, but thick. It may be more to your liking. Do you want some?

[I mean, it's not like he can be worse than Axel in this subject considering what he did.]

[coolerthansora]

...sure, I'll try it.

[C'mon, there's nothing irresponsible about this. Anyway practically everyone's drinking something.]

[fuckthemancers]

Hm? [Oh... He admittedly wasn't expecting anyone to notice that. Zulf folds his hands in front of him politely, and holds himself up straight.]

There is, although I'm afraid it is a more Ura custom than Caelondian. Has anyone told you what the festival is about?

[fuckthemancers]

[He's more calling you all terrifying.]

Well, I'm sure Roathus will be honored, at any rate... Oh, weren't you one of those going up against Pyth earlier?

[followsthevoice]

'bit. How're you holdin' up?

[He didn't take his eyes off of his food or drink, but he took the time to make sure his mouth was clear before speaking; his mother had at least taught him some manners in the time she was around. Besides, Zulf had been nothing but polite with him, so he felt it prudent to return the favor.]