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

[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.]

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?

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...

[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?

[amphibian]

Yeah! [She beams with pride, swallows the food in her mouth, and puts the plate back down on the edge of the table beside her so that she can flex. ] I helped bring him back, too. It's great exercise!

[fuckthemancers]

Exercise... [who are you people even] Well, you seem to be fairing a lot better than some people have in the past against Pyth.

[amphibian]

Yeah, exercise! I'm an athlete. Might be why I'm doing so well in there, hehe! [Modesty? Naaaah.]

[fuckthemancers]

I suppose that makes sense, then. If things continue to turn out like they have been today, I suppose you'll quite like the second day of the Festival.

[amphibian]

Oooh, what's going on tomorrow? [IS IT SPORTS]

[fuckthemancers]

Well, tomorrow is Lemaign and Yudrig's day. Today was Roathus and Olak's, thus the feast and the games of chance. If things continue to appear in this manner, then you should see much more active choices tomorrow. Perhaps we'll managed 'Capture Lemaign'. That seems like a game you might enjoy..

[amphibian]

[Okay, she'll admit to not having all the deities' names straight yet, but her eyes get wide when she hears about all of this activity.] Yeah, you think so?! Capture Lemaign—tell me all about it! [Great job, Zulf, you've activated SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS mode. There is no off switch.]

[fuckthemancers]

[What has he done]

Well- it involves teams. One team protects an idol of Lemain- usually just a hammer of some sort, for simplicity's sake. Another team has to steal the idol from them. The defensive team wins if they manage to keep Lemaign in their area the entire round, while the attacking team wins if they bring it back to theirs.

[amphibian]

So, like, a one-way capture the flag? That sounds amazing! I love to run, this is exactly my kind of game... [SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS SPORTS, what hath Lemaign wrought, except then the sportsing—doesn't stop, but de-intensifies a little, at least.] Hey, what about you? Aren't you gonna do any of the active stuff, or are you just gonna bet on the bull all week? [She says it with a teasing snicker.]

[fuckthemancers]

[Wow, rude. Zulf gives a slight huff.] I'm certain I'll do some things, but I've had a string of bad luck as of late. Considering that, I'd rather not get gored or trampled to death.

[amphibian]

Aw, the bull's not that bad. And bruises build character! [Clearly she would know, being halfway to just being a walking bruise.]

[fuckthemancers]

I can tell you're speaking from experience. [It's hard to miss.]

[amphibian]

[She grins, entirely too happy about how beat up she is.] Like I said, it's great exercise! Y'know how they say "no pain, no gain"? It's completely true.

[fuckthemancers]

Well, exercise isn't exactly my passion, so I am entirely fine with staying out of Pyth's way.

[amphibian]

Heheh, you're probably the soft type who gets lots of colds in the winter, too, right? C'mon, it's definitely worth trying just once!

[fuckthemancers]

[A small huff.] The Tazal Terminals were plenty cold, so I'm quite adjusted to that.

Perhaps another time I'll feel ridiculous enough to try, but certainly not right now.

[amphibian]

Haha, I'll see you in that pit before the week's done! I'm positive! Like, a hundred percent! [There's a determined glint in her eye that's almost scary.]

Mhmmm, the Tazal Terminals, huh? Tell me about 'em! Besides that they're cold enough to keep you from getting soft.

[kyotoprincess]

[Bon totally saw Aoi fighting the bull. And he totally sees her eating all the food.

Don't mind him he's just staring a bit. He doesn't often meet girls this tough.]

[amphibian]

[Ignoring her greeting is rude, but staring like that is even ruder. Excuse you!

She swallows the piece of food in her mouth, squints at him, and takes a couple of steps in his direction.] Excuse me, is there something funny over here?

[kyotoprincess]

[WHOOPS he got caught. Unfortunately Bon is a prickly guy, and his first instinct is to be a tough guy whenever anyone gives him stink eye.]

Did I say anything was funny? No, I didn't. So stop jumping to conclusions.

[amphibian]

No, but you were sure lookin' like it! What's your deal, giving girls funny looks, huh?!