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bastionmods ([personal profile] bastionmods) wrote in [community profile] thebastion2014-01-01 08:28 am

The Festival Continues [Day 144]

Who: Everyone
Open: Open
When: Day 144
Where: all over the Bastion
What: Day 2 of the festival because that other post filled up fast
Format: any
Warnings: none

Day 2 - Day of Hope and Bravery

Once again, at midnight, another torch arrives - this time with a horse along with the gear and bullshead. As before, they are list by Zulf. Some of the other decorations fade out, to be replaced by Yudrig or Lemaign-specific decorations like horseshoes, saddles, hammers and plants made of colored metal. This will continue to happen throughout the festival, with new decorations overshadowing old ones, but the old ones still remaining here and there.

During the previous day, conversations with a any of the NPCs (or the recently arrived Uras) will bring up the topic of the second day of the festival. Should you care to listen, you'll learn that they use the very early morning of this day to make wishes, wishes that you must think in to a horseshoe that will be left on the side of your home that faces where the "sun" would be rising (the closest approximation to "east").

Speaking of horses! There seems to be a pen with stallions! Unlike Pyth, one must ride one of these stallions and try to stay on it as long as they can while it bucks and jumps about wildly. Good luck to whoever can manage this, it is not an easy task at all! Only one person can win Yudrig's favor, because at the end of the day the stallions will all take off back to... wherever they came from. The person that manages to stay the longest, though, will win a lovely pair of Yudrig boots, and will gain a single very fast horse for the Bastion to keep.

Along with the horses, there will also be races! Three legged races, races while balancing odd objects on spoons, so many races! Most of these are for the kids to make up for the lack of kid-focused things from the day before, but adults are encouraged to help and participate.

Incidentally, respect is also given to those considered soldiers. Be it by their own mental thinking ("I am a soldier for justice/I am a protector, etc") or by their actual title (this includes exorcists, exorcists in training, rebel leaders, etc) but they will be honored on this day for their bravery, comittment and efforts. The same goes for masons. There will be a table set up with charms for the bracelets, specifically hammer shaped ones - everyone is welcome to take one, but anyone who isn't of this persausion may find them too heavy to wear. The charm can be removed, though, but remember to keep the bracelet!

With that in mind, about midday the center of the Bastion will be cleared and people will be asked if they would like to participate in a game of "Defend Lemaign". It's basically Capture the Flag, but with a singular goal in mind - only one team has a "flag" (actually a small hammer statue) and that team must defend it from the other team. Teams can be any size, but once that statue is grabbed and brought to the other side, OR the timer runs out with Lemaign still within his "temple" the game is over. This will continue throughout the afternoon.

When evening falls again, the second torch for the day will appear to be lit, this one decorated with hammers as well as the standard gear and bull. The day begins to wind down, though there are once again other things to do - this time an entire area dedicated to various sizes of building blocks ranging from small to huge. Go nuts, build what you want, show off your creations! And keep them, they will come in handy later! This is not just for kids, even if it seems like it.

There's also jousting taking place. Nothing as dangerous as true jousting - just wooden horses on tracks that have to be manually pushed along (so be sure to take a willing friend with yout) and padded poles that strike padded armor. Winners will find more charms for those bracelets that were given out as their prize, and five shards per win.

Also, something to keep in mind: Since the day is focused around bravery quite a bit, anyone who shows off a particularly awesome show of bravery (be it personal like asking someone out that you like, facing a mild fear and not running away from it, or something even more spectacular) you will inexplicably find your entire room decorated with horseshoes. Horseshoes everywhere. Why? Yudrig, that's why.

And anyone who visits Lemagin's shrine, for whatever reason, will find themselves inexplicably hit with a wave of optimism. Just for the day, though.

This night winds down much the same as before, and again the children are encouraged to sleep outside while lulled to sleep by tales of Yudrig and Lemagin's adventures.
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[personal profile] chimeraqueen 2014-01-05 07:50 am (UTC)(link)
Harve--HARVEST FESTIVAL? What? Wait...Harvest Festival? Seriously? [ She asked, expression full of doubt as she gestured vaguely. ]

What the heck are you people harvesting then, floating rocks? ash statues? Because there's not a whole lot of corn and tomatoes out there.

[ Sarcasm. She has it. ]
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[personal profile] followsthevoice 2014-01-05 01:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[There was a the slightest look of discomfort that flashed across The Kid's face at the mention of Ash Statues...should he tell her that those were actually living people at one point? Ehh...no use putting a damper on her mood. Just as soon as the look was there, it had vanished back underneath his general apathetic and detached gaze as he gave a slight shrug of his shoulders.]

Skyway ain't t'Bastion. Got a farm here 'n everythin', this place is meant t'be a safe haven in case o'trouble, so it's only proper it can accommodate.
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[personal profile] chimeraqueen 2014-01-15 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Kinda small... [ She muttered grumpily, still not keen on the whole idea but unwilling to be the root of trouble to people obviously living delusionally happy lives in the face extinction. Not that she'd exactly had the best outlook even before everything went to shit.

Kinda hard to be optimistic when people liked chasing your with torches and pitchforks. ]


You know what. Just point me in the direction of the quickest way to get drunk. And I mean like gettin' a girl my size drunk, not some sissy drinks like whatever you hook yourself up with on a weekend. [ She remarked, lifting one of her massive clawed feet and flexing it near Kid's face, emphasizing how easily she could palm his whole head. ]
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[personal profile] followsthevoice 2014-01-16 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
[The Kid stared at her clawed hand for a few seconds, a momentary lapse of curiosity overtaking him as he raised his own hand just to compare the sizes...not that there was much a comparison to make. As quickly as it had come, it was gone and he turned on his heel with a gesture for the newcomer to follow. He made his way over to the Distillery...it looked a little different than what he remembered, but the Spirits were where they always had been; thank goodness for small favors he supposed.

He dug around for a few moments before pulling out a bottle shaped like oddly stacked bricks that was filled with a light clay colored liquid which he held out to his new companion.
]

Here. Cinderbrick Stout's heavy stuff, sticks in yer system like a rock; if you're looking t'get wasted and stay wasted, this is the stuff fer it.