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]

[It's honestly an embarrassment of a pillow fight, but at least they're... having fun??? Considering they're intoxicated, 'tho, probably anything is fun.]

[Saix's legs go kicking a bit, and he gives a grunt as Roxas comes tumbling down on top of him. His own pillow smacks against the back of Roxas' head weakly before Saix stops moving.]

Still not sexy... I think.

[coolerthansora]

[Roxas manages to push himself up a little bit, enough to look at Saix and consider this.]

Mmm, no.

But maybe if one of us was Axel.

[croceamors]

But Axel cheats. Because of those hips.

[How are the hips cheating? Because they're there.]

But... your hair is nearly spiky enough. Like his. And mine's long enough...

[coolerthansora]

They're- they are really nice hips.

[Okay. We have spiky hair and long hair, but these hairs combined...]

Yellow and blue don't make red.

[croceamors]

They are.

[But wait... They've run into a problem.]

No. That's green. You make red out of... red.

[coolerthansora]

Green goes with red... Like Christmas.

[croceamors]

Is that good enough?

[coolerthansora]

Doesn't that just mean... we go with Axel?

[croceamors]

We'd need to find Axel.

[coolerthansora]

Good idea.

[Oh. That probably means he should get off of you.

The quickest and easiest way to do that seems to be to roll sideways so they're both lying on the floor.]

[croceamors]

[They are such elegant drunks.]

Where do you think we'll find him?

[coolerthansora]

Maybe he's at the party. Lots of people were there. And ice cream.

[Because let's face it, Axel is more likely to be drawn in by the ice cream.]

[croceamors]

He does like ice cream. We should go there- again. Keep the pillow. It might be important.

[So important.]

[coolerthansora]

Okay.

[Roxas starts to pick himself up off the floor, hauling his pillow with him. He looks around the unfamiliar apartment.]

How do we get there again?

[croceamors]

We got here... [Not by door? Oh, right. Saix pushes himself up.]

Portal.

[coolerthansora]

Right... You make one.

[He'd do it himself but he's carrying a pillow.]

[croceamors]

[Rude. Saix has one two. A pillow. Man, there are going to be some confused people later.]

Fine. I will. Just... hold on. [Let him just focus and wait for the world to come clear. Finally, a portal opens up. Does it open to the party? Did the portal form kinda wobbly or is that just the alcohol messing things up? Only one way to find it. Saix finally gets to his feet.] C'mon.

[coolerthansora]

[At the very least it should lead out of the apartment because the other end isn't in here. Roxas walks to the portal without really wondering if it's going to the right place.]

[croceamors]

[Small blessings.]

[Thankfully, it doesn't lead to somewhere like right in the middle of the Pyth pit. Instead, they're just... kind of near the river. Huh. This sure isn't near most of the party. Oh well. Saix presses his free hand to his face.]

...I think I messed that up.

[coolerthansora]

I don't see balloons.

[Were there even balloons at the party? Who knows. But there should be. He looks around and then gestures with his pillow.]

I think we need to go that way.

[croceamors]

Balloons?

[Oh wait, nevermind, time to set off. Saix starts to make his way before it occurs to him to ask-]

Are you sure?

[coolerthansora]

Well, it wasn't- by water.

[So shouldn't they go away from the river?]

[croceamors]

Right... And water was... [Uh.] Down. So we should go up, right?

[North. He means north.]

[coolerthansora]

Up is on the wrong side.

[By up Roxas actually means up, like the hill.]

[croceamors]

Are you sure?

[Maybe it will be easier of Axel just finds them, at this rate.]