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]

Where's the party again?

[Abrupt subject change, go.]

[flared]

... Pillows? Do I wanna know?

[croceamors]

[That sure is a slow eyebrow raise.]

Why would you choose something named that?

[coolerthansora]

We tried fighting but it wasn't sexy.

[coolerthansora]

[Clearly he has won this argument. Roxas beams and turns to head off again in more or less the same direction as before.]

This way.

[croceamors]

[No, shut up, he's just... picking his battles, okay? Okay. Saix wobbles after Roxas, keeping an eye out for balloons.]

[freedom_engineer]

That's a meat-eater, yes.

And that's their loss, really. About the only thing that could make this better for a pure carnivore would be organ meat. .... For nutrition, not sure at all about taste.

[freedom_engineer]

"It's certainly worth giving it a look, if nothing else," Colin said. He reaches out to stroke his fingertip along Chime's back, between her wings.

I had the hardest time responding because I kept laughing at "keeping an eye out for balloons"

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas meanders ahead, and thankfully it isn't too long before they come in sight of some form of decorations. Not balloons, but streamers and things.]

There it is!

hee hee

[croceamors]

There's no balloons.

[Look what you've done, Roxas, now he's fucking stuck on this.]

I guess it's... good enough.

[coolerthansora]

Huh... How do you make balloons anyway?

[croceamors]

...Air? You blow air into them.

[coolerthansora]

I dunno where we find the stuff to blow into.

[croceamors]

There has to be something.

[coolerthansora]

We'll look.

[Wait, weren't they supposed to be looking for something already?]

Maybe Axel knows. Axel knows a lot of things.

[croceamors]

That's true. Lots of random things.

[They're friends again now, Saix can say that.]

At least he's easy to spot, right?

[coolerthansora]

Yeah. And then some stuff he doesn't know at all.

[Roxas nods in agreement.]

The hair.

[croceamors]

Because it's red. And we're green.

He's... the only one with red hair, right?

[coolerthansora]

Kairi has red hair.

[Or did you mean in the Bastion?]

[croceamors]

Kairi's here?

[evacuate]

Yes, very shiny. Cute, too.

[And ew ew ew, there's food on her, and Zia makes a face, takes a deep breath, and puts an arm around Crona to keep them steady. She will endure this.

It almost occurs to her to suggest somewhere else to go, but Crona probably has a drunkism for everywhere in the Bastion so she'll let them prattle.]

Is that so? We'll have to go see them. How's that sound?

[blackblooded]

[Yeah, Crona has a drunkism for everywhere. Sometimes two.]

They're sad, you know? Really sad. Because there aren't people there to take the things.

[There's going to be a lot of stumbling. Lots and lots of stumbling.]

[coolerthansora]

No. No, she went home. That was before we got here.

[croceamors]

Oh. Well... Now that we're here. It's just Axel. I think.

[thirdoutofthree]

[ Viola isn't even sure where to start as she looks from Colin, with his asinine but well intentioned antics, to the hesitant Rin and Hilda. Lassoing Pyth didn't sound like a particularly plausible action, since Viola figured no one in the group had a material strong enough to hold back a raging god. Would the doll really have an effect, like Colin seemed to believe? ]

[ Well, there was no harm in trying. Probably not. Viola fished the doll from her belt and held it out in front of her. ] Hey, you! Pyth! [ She waggled the doll. ] Check this out!