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

GAMBLING CORNER

[bastionmods]

(Whatever Vegas-style and other gambling games you can think of, they'll be here, all in glorious faux-steampunk style)

[croceamors]

[Saix has never really gambled. Sure, that sort of thing was Luxord's expertise, but the two of them were never really friendly enough for a game to happen. Rather, Saix was never friendly enough and always too busy.]

[Still, you can find him near the gambling corner, eying everything with some distant curiosity.]

[orzelbialy]

[To Frederic, gambling rarely ever went beyond a game of cards with some of George's friends with low winnings for the sake of something to do. The idea that it could be anything more than that was a bit baffling, but interesting.

So Saix won't be the only one eying the games curiously.]

[croceamors]

Never played?

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

[orzelbialy]

Cards, with friends of my lover back home. But our pools were often small in comparison to what most would do, and it was never for any serious competition. The rest of this seems... complicated.

[croceamors]

It's not. From what I understand of those- [He points to the faux-steampunk slot machines.] You simply pull a lever and hope for the best.

[orzelbialy]

Is that all? I might be willing to try something like that then.

[croceamors]

Try it, then.

[What, him using Frederic as a test to see just how much the machines are rigged? Don't be silly.]

[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]

Not having much luck?

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

[thirdoutofthree]

[ She groans with exasperation. ] Not really. But it shouldn't be this bad! It's just dice! It's not like it takes skill!

[fuckthemancers]

But it takes luck, doesn't it?

[thirdoutofthree]

More luck than I have, I guess. [ She huffs. ] I swear this game is rigged.

[fuckthemancers]

Well, this is the day dedicated to Olak... When you play them, you are in a way gambling alongside the Carefree Son. Things tend to favor the God of Chance and Whim.

PAY NO ATTENTION TO THE LATE COMER

[flared]

[Just like his other fellow Nobody companion, Axel isn't much of a gambler, but when he does try his luck he often loses... though he'd like to see someone not be when they're placing bets against Luxord. Anyway, he's not so sure he's up for starting a game. It's more fun to watch people fail than anything.

So, leaned up against some wall with his arms crossed he does just that, grinning to himself with an empty ice cream stick held between his teeth.

Did you just lose a couple shards there, stranger? Ooh. Sorry. You might have one laughing redhead for your troubles.]

LATCHES ONtO

[croceamors]

[He was wondering where you were, you asshole, and of course you'd show up when he's sucking at dice.]

So I see you've found the ice cream.

FLAILS

[flared]

[Raising a brow, he bites down on the ice cream stick then turns away with a laugh.]

Sure did. And I see you haven't found Lady Luck just yet~

AGGRESSIVELY NESTS ON

[croceamors]

It appears that you haven't even bothered trying to find her.

AGGRESSIVELY PUFFS UP

[flared]

[Axel waves a hand at that.]

Nah. She's unreliable. Never answers your calls when you need 'er, shows up when everything's said and done. Think I'll stick with the friends I've got.

/ATTRACTIVELY FANS OUT TAIL FEATHERS

[croceamors]

Maybe you're just too rude.

ALL THE ATTENTION

[coolerthansora]

[Bestie, you kind of stand out, even when you are trying to stay out of the way, plus someone has been looking around for you.]

Axel!

[Expect to suddenly experience a great big hug. Also he might be holding a bottle in one hand that he is hugging you with oops.]

Here you are.

/HIDES

[flared]

[That voice catches Axel's attention but before he can turn Roxas latches onto him and nearly topples him to the ground. Oof.]

Oh, hey–

[Wait. Is that... a bottle?]

–Roxas?

/FOLLOWS INTO HIDING

[coolerthansora]

[Mm, hugs. Roxas grins up at him. What are you confused about, bestie?]

Who else would I be?

/... PETS

[flared]

[Axel raises a brow.]

Are you... drinking?

/purrs

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas pulls back enough to inspect the mostly empty bottle.]

Mm, yeah. You want some? It's- way better than that stuff you were drinking.