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

LATER EVENING - GEAR FINDING

[bastionmods]

[hellpyre]

[Rin falls in the bracket for the younger children (mostly because the Bastion bent the rules on that due to lack of actual children) but rather than join in fully, she's going to be helping some of the smaller ones.

Feel free to approach her doing this, she's going to be oddly all smiles and awfully cheerful during this event.]

[aprettyred]

[ Here is one small child, quite happy with that red cloak. Then again, Anna still has her red dress, so she probably looks like little red riding hood at the moment.

Anna peeks under a bush, debating how many gears she could find if she used her marbles. Would it be more than peeking about by herself? ]

[hellpyre]

[She does look like red riding hood. It's very cute.]

D'ya need help?

[aprettyred]

I can't look very high.

[ Anna blinks up. ]

Do you think if I look through something, that would be cheating? No one else can search the way I would try.

[ She might be getting a little frustrated, but cheating is still pretty bad. ]

[hellpyre]

Oh? What is it you can do?

[Rin is actually curious about this.]

[aprettyred]

I know that these look like, so I can find more without looking under every bush.

[ At 'these', she's reaching in her pocket for a gear. ]

If I had a map, I can find them much more easily.

[hellpyre]

Oh... hm. I don't know if there is a map. Everything changes here so often...

[Rin makes a thoughtful face at that]

Well, maybe I can lift you? So you can see in high places?

[aprettyred]

Oh.

[ Clearly the answer is to make a map, and then update it. A stick drawn map might work-

But there is an offer that works. ]

If you want to.

[ She'll stand in a way that's easily lifted anyway. ]

[hellpyre]

I don't mind! I'm pretty strong, I bed you'd be like a feather to me!

[A map can be dealt with later.]

[aprettyred]

Okay.

[ Anna looks up at the girl and.

This is an important thing to get out of the way. ]

I'm Anna.

[hellpyre]

[Oh right.]

I'm Rin! Nice to meet you, Anna.

[aprettyred]

Rin?

[ SHE THOUGHT YOU LOOKED A LITTLE FAMILIAR. Anna peers intently at Rin for a moment longer. ]

Okumura?

[ You were a boy. This is odd, but still okay. ]

[hellpyre]

Eh? ... yeah. That's my family name. How'd you know that?

[aprettyred]

There was a Rin in Vatheon, with a tail.

[ She stares at the girl for a moment longer, then fishes out a marble and peers at her. ]

... He looked a lot like you, and taught me how to cook a little.

[astras]

[ She's falling on the higher end of the children age limit herself, so she's looking for gears, too!

As she IS one of the older ones, though, she's going to take Rin's stance and also help the younger ones out if they come to ask her for help, too. In the meantime, she's looking around for any sign of these gears. ]

[wayofvoice]

Drem. What are you looking for?

[That sure is a curious dragon glancing by at all the commotion, curled up after eating a great deal.]

[astras]

[ She pops up and blinks at Paarth, then smiles brightly, making her way over closer to the giant fuckin' dragon. ]

Gears! It's a game they have for the kids here. I'm not too terribly young, but they're letting me participate anyway ...

[wayofvoice]

I see. Well, you are all young to me, although perhaps I am merely old.

If I lifted you up upon my neck, would this aid in your search?

[astras]

You certainly don't look that old, Sir.

[ But then again, she really doesn't know what old looks like in Dragon Culture. ]

I don't know ... I assume they're hiding under things. It's worth a try, though!

[wayofvoice]

They are kind words.

[Mostly tattered wings and more old scars than you can shake a stick at. Paarthurnax has had to weather some tough times, but he's fine with that. At her agreement, he lowers his head so that she can seat herself just right behind it- better hold there since that's where his horns are. She won't slide down his long neck so long as she holds onto those.]

Then come.

[astras]

Okay! Thank you!

[ She does as he asks her to, climbing up onto his head and taking hold of his horns. This is exciting! She is rarely ever up this high! ]

[wayofvoice]

Hold tight.

[With that, he starts to adjust himself. First it's to rest on his haunches, and then his wings are used to proper himself up so that he sits straight enough. Then his long neck carries Polka up and up until she can easily look over some of the smaller buildings.]

[astras]

[ She does as she's told again, eyes widening as she looks out over everything below them. She tries to keep an eye out for where any gears might be hiding ... and there are some that she can see! ]

I think I see a few of them!

[wayofvoice]

Where, then?