STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY

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LET'S PARTY!
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A. Arrivals and Much More

You’re here because you were dropped somewhere that tried sending you home, or you're someone with a call to the heart to explore the vast universe. The buses run at odd schedules, so please pardon any interruptions! I hope you fellas make yourselves at home, here!

[ Marjorie’s whole speech rings through your ears as you begin to explore the area. It seems a few people who arrived on the TDM have already been here for a week, but you’re just a newcomer. So where are you when this all went down? Are you trying to get back on a bus that’ll take you home, or…?

B. Home Sweet Home

[ The dust has settled on the bus ride here, and you can’t help but notice that your farmland… well, it’s a mess. Rocks and grass everywhere, no matter which layout you were set with. You were given a set of tools, and the message that this land is yours to shape or change or build on no matter what you want, so long as it’s yours. The little crate by the edge of the house is what will hold your bounties from farming, collected nightly with money delivered to your mailbox the following day, like some kind of Produce Fairy visited.

The house is in alright shape. It’s not brilliant, but it has a kitchen, a bathroom, and a studio bedroom where all your belongings can be. It’s wide enough to accommodate several things until you upgrade it.

Sometimes you see a stray dog or cat at the edge of your property. Do you adopt it?

Anyway, it’s time to make what you will of your farm. ]


The Last Day Of
The Stardrop Celebration!
FESTIVAL PLAYLIST

[ Down a hill a little ways from Pelican Town is a remarkable festival set-up! Several attractions and vendors line the streets where everything is going down. Where will you go? ]

C. Food Stalls

[ Surrounding the entire property are dozens of food stalls, from all around the universe. Marjorie bussed in caterers from all around with a healthy sum of gold, and they’re happy to sell their wares in this strange place tonight. Where you might find octopus balls, you’ll also find kraken balls. Where you might find corndogs, you’ll find dogs selling corn.

It’s a veritable buffet! And the gold you’ve started with is more than enough to go shopping for food. Have fun! ]

D. Games

[ All manners of Carnival Games are set up! From throwing a baseball at bottles to catching goldfish with a paper net, everything you can dream of is here. There are even some unorthodox games, like dance-offs, karaoke, and a little bit of everything. Apparently, the NPC couldn’t choose who to go with what. It definitely makes for a big festival.

In addition to the above, there’s water gun races, squeaky duck ponds, skee-ball, target shooting, test your strength with a hammer, pitching speed, shooting hoops… and more! ]

E. Three-legged Race

[ You didn’t think this festival was going to go by without tomfoolery, did you? For the prize of 1,000 Gold, you can rally up a partner and get tied to them by the ankle, participating in a no-rules no-bars-held race. The winners will be randomized! But the real gift is going to be the fact that the ties around your ankles? Aren’t coming undone. You’re going to have to be tied together until 11 PM! ]

F. Fireworks

[ Errant magic and mishaps aside, you have to admit, the fireworks show at the end of it all is really something. Marjorie hired a pony for them, and the lights are as ethereal as they are non-traditional. It’s a good moment to snuggle up to someone or enjoy company with a new friend. ]

G. Wildcard

[ Exactly what it says! Make your own prompt. ]

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Comments

[sweetlies]

[His anger will ebb away quickly enough. Grief holds tight enough to him that anger escapes but now, here in Undertaker's arms? He can calm a bit.

His tears still fall and there's a couple sniffles, but all he does when he's lifted up is to hug his arms around his shoulders. It's all he's focused on. So much so that Ciel doesn't realize he's been carried inside until they're seated on the bed. And, even then, his silent crying just moves on to little hiccups.]

I thought... I thought I'd lost you and father both. For good. But you remember-

[He looks up, a little fearful for a moment.] DO you remember everything?

[somakemelaugh]

[It's anger well deserved, but he would hold the boy there and let him continue to cry as he needed. He owed Ciel that much.]

[When the boy looks up at him, he leans back a little, enough that he can see through his bangs to that unhappy face, chest clenching anew at the memories. Having to leave the city, knowing Ciel was still there. Maybe in good hands, but in that house all alone. Vincent, already gone before him.]

I remember the community building where we stayed at first. You, losing your memories, sleeping in my bed. You would seek me out at night, even when I tried to get you to stay in bed. I remember you, coming to me again after your memories returned. There was your nightmares transferring over to me the one night when I broke the lighting fixture. Then the house we finally purchased. Your asthma attack and the medicines there that made such things almost irrelevant. You made me manager of your cafe. We would make such messes in the kitchen at home when we baked. [His mouth opened to mention the letter he'd written in haste to leave Ciel just before he left, but his voice caught in his throat and he left it unsaid. He lifted a hand to brush Ciel's hair out of his face instead.] I remember everything, my lord.

[sweetlies]

[The more he listens, the more his muscles relax and the relief just floods his features. Undertaker does remember and that's all he could have asked for. They don't have to start over, he doesn't have to shock Undertaker with the trust he has for him.]

We always baked something good though.

[There's a little laugh, finally, and a faint smile. And he just hugs Undertaker tightly.] Good.

I'm glad. I... would hate to be the only one to remember.

[somakemelaugh]

[His tears have stopped, but the more he hears, even if it's in praise, his heart still breaks as much as he's glad for the things that have happened, and the mending they have yet to do.]

It had crossed my mind that, should I ever meet you again outside of that place, it would all have been for nothing, what we went through in those walls. There was rumor there that the memories would all be gone as soon as you left the place, but how terrible would that be? To have your trust and concern, how hard we fought each other and fought for it, all gone with what should be us going in one side of a door, through the threshold, and out the other? What a cruel world.

[sweetlies]

[It had crossed his mind as well. And he had wondered if the loss of his memories would be the only thing he would have to endure if he'd gone back to England. Would he have his eye back? His contract reinstated?]

That would be cruel. I would hate to lose it all. [The only consolation would be that he'd forget how much it hurt. He'd much rather they both remember though, and he's so relieved that they do.]

We remember though... We remember so maybe that rumor was wrong. Maybe we won't ever forget.

[somakemelaugh]

[He isn't going to complain if he could keep those memories. He wouldn't complain at all. Not while he has the Earl here, alive and well.]

With hope, the things that plagued your memory in that place won't have followed us here and you won't ever need to forget again. You aren't easy to give up on, you know.

[sweetlies]

[Neither will he. He just wants to find that same peaceful happiness here, now, as they had in Riverview. Even if it came with a bit of trouble like clearing off the farm and... actually managing a farm.]

I'm glad you're not ready to give up on me. Especially after everything we've gone through.

[Now that he's calmed down, the ache in his eye has dulled. It hasn't gone though and he's a little tired from it.]

What are we going to do with a whole farm..? [Two, really.]

[somakemelaugh]

[If his Earl is afraid of a little manual labor, he'll just have to show the boy how to enjoy it. Getting one's hands dirty isn't always the most repulsive thing, and it might actually be a thrill, given how little the lives of the elite tend to put them in such a position. Poor them for never knowing a day's hard work.]

What are we going to do, milord?... [Oh, and he seems to remember just that. Earls didn't deal with the hard part.] I can show you what we'll do with it. For now, rest. You'll need it.

[sweetlies]

[Noble or not, he's always been fragile. Not quite suited to any kind of manual labor. Although, his health had improved over the past few years, between Sebastian ensuring a healthy diet and Undertaker's care in Riverview, maybe he could do more now.]

I don't know anything about farming. What... what to grow or how to keep it all alive. [Rest does sound really nice though. He's worn himself out with the festival and crying. And now he's relaxing...]

[somakemelaugh]

[He wouldn't press, though it would be good to see the boy get out and about. It wouldn't hurt Ciel to start gradually improving the strength in his body and he could be there to ensure nothing went wrong.]

We'll worry about that later. The land is ours, but we'll need to clear it first. That can be done later on. I've no concern on it right now, only on this.

[sweetlies]

[He won’t have to. Ciel won’t leave him to do any of the work on his own. If anything, he might have to push the boy to take on tasks suited for him.]

And we didn’t even have to buy it this time... [Theres a short yawn.] Sorry... I threw a cupcake at you... know it wasn’t your fault...

[somakemelaugh]

[He can see Ciel is exhausted. He himself is tired now, no thanks to their little emotional upheaval, but they're on the bed now. He reaches up to pull the sheets down and scoots them around so that they can both stretch out and rest, the same way they once had in Riverview.]

One less thing to worry about. And don't worry about the cupcake. I won't eat it, but I can make us something better later on.

[sweetlies]

[He is exhausted. In part what Undertaker is thinking and part because he is still healing. But he is tired, enough that Undertaker will be able to move him about with ease as he fixes the sheets, there's just on hand holding onto him to reassure himself that he's still there.]

Sounds... nice... Like the things you make...

[somakemelaugh]

[He will be there. He's going nowhere this time. There isn't anything in this town telling them they have to leave because they've been forced here, and if they do need to leave, the rest of the world is open to them.]

It will be as it was, milord. [But he can hear that weariness, and he sets a hand to rub across those shoulders, coaxing the boy to sleep.] Rest now. We'll be here when you wake and we'll figure out something to do about all of that.

[sweetlies]

[It is and they'll manage there, somehow, same as they have in any other world. Although, they may not be quite so lucky as they have been, with Ciel's experience being considered over his age. If there's another after this, Undertaker may have to make an actual claim on him.]

Mm... [He feels that, knows what the reaper is doing. And just lets himself doze off slowly.] Sleep... is nice...

[somakemelaugh]

[He watches Ciel drift off, keeping him close, marveling quietly at the fact that the boy is here, with him again. With everything he has already done for the Phantomhives in the last few years, staking a claim on this one wouldn't be a question for him in the least. It would simply be done.]

[But he'll worry about that later.] Yes, it is. [Once he's sure Ciel is asleep, he lets his own eyes close and worms the rest of the way against the Earl to keep him warm while he lets sleep take him as well.]

[sweetlies]

[Ciel is deeply asleep, hardly moving at all unless there's a moment that he can't feel the comforting warmth of Undertaker close by. It's also his first full nights sleep since he found himself alone on the moon.]