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

[orzelbialy]

[Oh great it's you. :| ]

I was raised believing in only one God. Even if everything in recent months has absolutely tested my beliefs and tenuous connection to my faith, the idea of multiple gods having such an affect on this place is still a stretch for me to grasp.

[He lets out a sigh, nibbling on a biscuit with a frown.]

That said... this is a rather impressive display. I'm just afraid I cannot get in to the celebratory spirit.

[croceamors]

You are going to be in for a shock then.

[Saix doesn't doubt that Gods may very well exist here, considering Olympus, but he also simply doesn't give a shit about them. Also, Frederic, don't mind if he just sits next to you to get more food.]

Why?

[orzelbialy]

I'm aware...

[Another sigh. So dramatic, Frederic.]

Were I at home, I would have my hands full with a piano, entertaining the masses. I enjoy attention, but conversely I am not terribly gifted at being social for long periods of time. I prefer to let my piano do the talking for me.

[croceamors]

Then do other things. There is a bull. You at least don't seem completely hopeless on your feet, so you might not end up gored.

[Hi, my name is Saix, and this is me being friendly.]

[orzelbialy]

Why would I ever go up against that thing? I wouldn't stand a chance against it!

[croceamors]

Can you run?

[orzelbialy]

I can. It's not exactly a strong point for me, though.

[croceamors]

Then you'll manage. I've heard there's some sort of prize if you last the longest.

[orzelbialy]

I doubt that will be me, and I'm not chomping at the bit to even try.

[croceamors]

So you'll just sit here, making a silent spectacle of yourself?

[orzelbialy]

... no. ... not... for the entire festival, no. I will find my footing again soon enough.

[Or one of his three will force him to finding his footing again. Whichever comes first.]

[croceamors]

Is that going to happen anytime today?

[orzelbialy]

I'm certain I can manage it before day's end. And if it gets too difficult I am not against alcohol to get me motivated.

[croceamors]

[That earns a snort.]

Well there's certainly enough to spare.

[orzelbialy]

As I've noticed. Is it really wise to have this much alcohol in reach of the younger members of the Bastion?

[croceamors]

I doubt it, but I've noticed that the ones that are truly young are few and far between. It shouldn't be much of an issue.

[orzelbialy]

One of the ones that survived with me is only fourteen... though she is responsible enough to stay away from it, I suppose.

[croceamors]

You can always take the drink away from her if you see her reaching for it.

[orzelbialy]

Polka and I are close, but I wouldn't ever presume to have that much authority over her. She's quite independent for her age.

[croceamors]

Then you'd let her drink if she decided to?

[orzelbialy]

Well, I would be concerned as to why she was drinking, as she certainly doesn't seem the type to do so socially. However if she truly wanted to I wouldn't stand in her way.

I would, however... keep a close eye on her.

[Over protective not!big brother.]

[croceamors]

[Wow where has he seen this behavior before]

Protective?

[orzelbialy]

... I have to remind myself daily that Polka is not Emilia, but it does little to make me treat her the same as I would my own sister, were she still alive.

[croceamors]

Then it would seem you're doing her a disservice.

[orzelbialy]

In what way am I doing Polka a disservice?