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

[thirdoutofthree]

[ Viola isn't even sure where to start as she looks from Colin, with his asinine but well intentioned antics, to the hesitant Rin and Hilda. Lassoing Pyth didn't sound like a particularly plausible action, since Viola figured no one in the group had a material strong enough to hold back a raging god. Would the doll really have an effect, like Colin seemed to believe? ]

[ Well, there was no harm in trying. Probably not. Viola fished the doll from her belt and held it out in front of her. ] Hey, you! Pyth! [ She waggled the doll. ] Check this out!

[ourlegends]

...

[ She's going to just stare at everyone for a few moments now, before realizing that staring is probably not a good idea. At first, when seeing the actions of the others (well, Viola and Colin), it was hard to believe there was any strategy at all. When she really thought about it, though ...

... were they trying to confuse the bull?

Hilda clenched her fists at her sides, then patted Emboar's giant hand. ]

Lift me up, please?

[ Emboar gladly did as he was told, gently taking his trainer into his hand and keeping her level with a little below his shoulder. She cupped her hands around her mouth and shouted with the others. ]

Heeeee~eey! Mister Pyth! There's a giant pig over here who'd love to wrangle with you, too!

[ She looked to Emboar and smiled sheepishly. ]

No offense, buddy.

[ Emboar shrugged as if to say 'none taken.' ]

[hellpyre]

[Okay Rin wasn't really going to leave.

Or maybe she was. But she came along for this mess and she isn't the kind of person that would abandon her friends like that.

Sighing, she turns as the others try to get Pyth's attention, and given that they're all a good distance from one another and sort of staggered in a line going back down to the main pathway, it's actually not a half bad plan. If they can get Pyth down to where she stopped, they might actually be able to guide the pissed off bull the rest of the way...]

I just want you all to know, I deal with demons for a livin' and this is still one'a the most insane plans I've ever been involved in!

[And she had to help a bunch of male students cross dress for a mission...]