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starhuevalley2018-06-15 12:22 pm
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STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY
LET'S PARTY!
premise | rules | taken | pick-up
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 Stardrop Celebration!
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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People who want to keep their CR from the test drive; you may! Your characters just arrived a little earlier than others! ]
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Ah...right. Of course. [ She bows herself, but her face is tinged a bit red when she rights herself again. It dawned on her mid-bow that usually the proper thing for ladies to do in Carnava was curtsy whether they had a skirt or not. Thankfully, nobody from home is around to see this fantastic faux pas. She tries to play off by nonchalantly moving her hat back onto her head. ] I look forward to it.
oh no she's extra cute please murder me
And anyway. Fatima's hat-salute looks plenty proper to him, even rather fancy and full of mystique. He's definitely not bothered by it.]
Now that we have our business dealt with, and my pond's stock has been taken care of, would it suit you if I could escort you and Josie to your next stop at this festival? I fear that, if I push my luck at this stall, I might very well lose my scooping privileges; you would both do me a favour in this. [That, and it keeps them all from just kind of standing there awkwardly. If she wants to go her own way, then he'll let it drop and toddle off to find a firework-viewing spot, but why not at least offer, right?]
no me first, Kojuro is fantastic
"I want some of the barbeque, meow!"
[ Oh, well, problem solved, she supposes. Thank god for cats and their appetites. ]
Well, I guess we're going there, then.
what if this is just a fantastic thread of Two Goobers Making Friends.
Ah, well that would be an easy case of following our noses, at any rate. [Because after he headed straight for the sweets (what else do you eat at festivals but sweets?), Kojuro had left the food stalls to come over here and cause the scoop vendor no small amount of stress, so...Maybe it's for the best that he can pick out a good barbeque a mile off.
And eating something savoury would be a pretty good idea after a whole candy apple, anyway! Kojuro instinctively offers one elbow to Fatima, head inclining in a little bow to show his acquiescence to their new destination.] Shall we be on our way? I haven't actually eaten barbeque for quite some time; yakitori is the closest I've gotten, and even that's been quite some time. Perhaps I should look into that to cook for the men when I return home...
become tomodachis
She's tempted to politely decline the offer again, but a part of her says "gurl just do it" and she reaches out to slip her arm in his. This is almost as embarrassing as not knowing how to dance. Of course, being asked to dance is probably far lower on the list of "things that might happen" than being escorted around a festival by a gentleman. ]
It does sound good.
you say tomodachis but you use the wedding dress icon :thinking:
But there's probably music, right? God, he's staying away from that mess. No items barbeque only final destination. And it's definitely not hard to find the food stalls again, even if he's making sure to not powerwalk since he's in civilised company. Not far now, aw yeah.]
You know, my lady...Any ingredient is bland without what you might lend it through your herbs. Your crops will be more important to the cuisine around here than you might know. [Although that's all rather dry and boring (is he really going to turn this into market research? REALLY...), Kojuro says it in a way that implies only complimentary intent. He even pats her hand with his free one, unsure though the gesture might be.] I know that isn't herbology, but one's health and one's diet could always be combined, I suppose.
the silly in-game splash art is the only official art that has her blushing all cute sob
Hopefully if/whenever they get to the dancing, there's fewer "rrrrrraah!"s involved.She nods numbly as he speaks, and a sheepish smile comes upon her face as he pats her hand. Try as she might to think of something insightful to say back, she comes up with nothing. She might as well be truthful so he doesn't take her massive Awkward with a capital A self for her being rude. This is easily the nicest conversation she's had with another person before going to Ahrtania and fighting a giant woman made of plants and accursed magic.
But that's a story for another time. ]
I'm sorry if I'm not all there in conversation. Usually, I don't talk this much with other people.
well...it WAS very cute and blushy...and i know the struggle for official expressions. it's allowed.
[He motions with his patting hand, vague and unable to grasp the exact phrase he wants for a few moments.] ...Anyone not in our army, or...A soldier, I suppose. If I were to talk to our civilians as I would to our men, then I would...Scare them, aha.
[Not likely; everyone at Oshuu knows that Kojuro is The Mom, knows better than to take him at literal face value. But he still worries. It's what he does best, after all.] If I do talk too much, however, please let me know; I would rather not make you uncomfortable by aiming to fill silence which would be fine unfilled.
the struggle for the most moe icons is real
It's not that your talking is too much. I just have little to add, and nodding or saying "mmhmm" seems like it'd be irritating. [ Beat ] But I am listening.
#themoeiconstruggle2k18 let us have CUTE ICONS
Like walking arm in arm around a festival with a lady whose cat familiar you just fed a live fish to isn't awkward. (Surprisingly it isn't but whatever the point is there okay.)]
Ah, I understand. I didn't take it as disinterest, if that means anything; more that I was worried about being uninteresting, given that my only hobby is still seen as work by most. And talking about farming at a festival, when we want meat over vegetables at the moment...Just seems to be a poor choice of topic, as far as interesting goes.
You don't drink sake, by any chance? [That's his only other passion in life that isn't his job as babysitter.]
heck yeah! all the icons!
I don't think I've had any before. Is it alcoholic? If so, I might've had something similar.
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[...Of course Kojuro perks up a little now that he's found a positive note. Barbeque, then sake! That's his sort of night out hell yes. And he's even found the barbeque stand, if the way that he twirls them around in a slow little circle before powering on over to said stall is anything to go by.
Something something man's heart through his stomach something, right?] I know where our next stop is, then. But our first is here.
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What does matter now is that Josie's realized they're at the barbeque stand and is already eyeing up everything on display. Up close, the smell of it is enough to make her own mouth water, and wine and grilled meat sounds just about heavenly now. ]
So it is.
"I want three rib racks!"
...isn't that excessive, Josie?
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He snorts softly and reaches into his yukata for that coin purse of his, gently jostling the fish sack a little, and pulling it out! It's getting lighter, but...He'll farm. It's okay. It's fine.]
Festivals are a time for celebration and excess, are they not? A time to be alive and enjoy yourself...So! Mr. Vendor, seven rib racks please. My treat. [KOJURO DUDE THAT'S PRICEY...RIP his bank account. At least he's a damn fine farmer, but still. Whew.]
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[ While Josie's bug-eyed and slack-jawed in a way that's downright cartoonish, Fatima is equally taken aback, but at least she manages to keep her mouth shut. Her grip on his sleeve even tightens a bit as if the thought of how much that costs wounds her. ]
I-If you insist. That's generous of you...thank you.
[ While the witch is still in shock, Josie's recovered quickly enough to grin all the way to his ears again. ]
"Thank you, meow!"
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[That is to say, once the ribs are duly doled out into serves, Kojuro gives Josie three. Only three. Then two get waggled at Fatima with a warm, faint smile; he can feel her grip gently tugging, and maybe this'll help her ease up? Or maybe not. The point remains that these are now hers.]
We are all enjoying our boons while the gods give us such a time to do so. And I definitely would not eat in front of new friends and not share, so here we are.