STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY

[starhuemod]

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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[resetto]

[ So. Wherever you are, there is a young lady garbed in pink, the sun gleaming off her crystal-like scales. And she has a large book, already filled with notes - written in Common, at that. Before she talks to you, you may hear her pondering to herself. ]

A world with this power... I wonder if it's truly safe...

[ But! She's got a question for people - with a slight bounce, and a slighter smile, Bolormaa speaks. ]

Excuse me - may I ask you some questions? I promise it shall not take over long.

[rosed]

[ Here's Rose, with a new Off the Hook t-shirt she's proudly donning over her white gown. ]

Of course! What do you need?

[ She gasps, seeing her many crystal-like scales... ]

A fusion of that capacity?! Why, you're so small!

[resetto]

I'm gathering information about all these shards, and--

[ Wow. This lady is as tall as a Roegadyn - perhaps bigger! But Bolormaa shakes her head. ] I-- fusion, ma'am?

[rosed]

Look at all your gems! What kind are you? [ She looks so happy, thinking she's meeting another gem in person... in spite of being wrong. ] You're absolutely stunning!

[resetto]

Well-- [ Bolormaa can't help but stumble over her words, but she's going to try! ] I doubt I'm a gem, but I was-- crafted by the Mothercrystal--!! Um, Hydaelyn, I mean...

[rosed]

A different kind of gem altogether! Remarkable!

[ You'll probably have to be more concise with her. ] Yes, yes, what do you need?

[resetto]

[ And Bolormaa now thinks she might be one, the poor Manikin. But she's got such a warm smile, so. Bolormaa can't help but wiggle a little. ] I was thinking... if we're going to forget if we leave here, I want to... leave something behind.

Um, so I'm going around writing down things about people, and their home shards!

[ex_thegreatwyrm177]

Yiazmat looked down to the little auri woman, pointing to himself, surprised that a dainty little thing would be addressing him, dressed in his leather and dark clothes.

"Me? Ask me some questions?" He looked around to see if she was actually talking to him, then comfortably crossed his arms, looking down to her, speaking casually. "Yeah, that would be fine. What questions do you have?"

[resetto]

It's strange, but... Bolormaa doesn't seem to react much. Externally, that is - she's still trying to figure out the world, book held so very close. But, she nods! Pleased a little with a response, she got out her quill.

"Ah, um. I'm trying to gather information on peoples home shards-- game, I think that man said?" Are their lives games? Bolormaa looked to herself again, frowning.

[ex_thegreatwyrm177]

The question confused him. Games? His life wasn't a game. But that would certainly be a convenient excuse for the long blips between consciousness as well as the questionable circumstances he came to be in Eorzea before arriving here.

"I know nothing about this... Game theory." He wasn't offended at the suggestion, but you could tell he didn't really appreciate his existence being reduced to something so trivial. "I came directly from a place called Ivalice. I was sealed in a type of rock called auracite. I was freed by a bangaa and... Became him, I guess is the easiest way to put it. Before being sealed in the auracite I lived trapped in Ivalice. They both felt distinct, independent of each other, but I"m not sure how. I didn't stay very long before coming here to get a feel for that Ivalice."

[resetto]

"...Ivalice," she said with a little surprise. Oh, Bolormaa has heard of that. But she never asked much. Maybe she should have, but she was busy learning Time Magic and all. "That land of magick and mist... and those strange beings."

Trying not to get lost in thought, Bolormaa then shook her head. "I think it was Sir...? Mister Marjorie who called it a game. But I wouldn't..."

It's funny because Bolormaa's alternate universe is a meta universe and she only exists because of a glitch. "I'm sorry. But gathering information is the best way to figure out our state, is it not?"

[ex_thegreatwyrm177]

Yiazmat saw the recognition cross Bolrmaa's face at the mention of Ivalice, but didn't mention it quite yet, deciding to wait on it. He shrugged a little at her apology.

"No reason to be sorry. I'm not upset about it. For those who care, sure, gathering information would be best to figure this out. So you're an investigator, then?" For once he wasn't combative, just curious. He loomed over her a little, trying to see if he could skim some of her notes, very much a nosy teenager. "What are you trying to figure out, exactly? Where we are?"

[resetto]

"I'm not an investigator. That's, ah, my big brother." Her adoptive big brother, mind you. "I'm a historian, if anything. But... I'm trying to gather information on those who are here."

Because they know why they're here, after all. At least, Bolormaa does.

[ofobedience]

[He turns to face her with a slight canine cant of the head.]

Yes?

[resetto]

Well, I'm trying to seek out people to learn of their home worlds. If we are truly to become residents of this shard, we should not forget our history. Right?

[ In other words - she's here to quiz you. ]

[ofobedience]

[That makes him laugh, quick and hard and surprised.]

I'm not sure you want to hear about mine.

[resetto]

[ Bolormaa pauses at the laugh, before she innocently shakes her head - though she does look away a little. ]

The darkest night comes before the brightest dawn. A-- friend used to say that.

[ofobedience]

Did they now. I wonder.

[Though he doesn't sound entirely disbelieving-- so far, since returning from 'the country of the unjustly dead', things have been better, haven't they?]

[resetto]

He did. Then again, he... could not stand his own darkest night. So perhaps he wasn't the smartest.

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila perks up, someone else from Hydaelyn!

"Sure, ask away!"

[resetto]

Ah-- a Miqo'te! Bolormaa seems to perk up right away.

"You come from Hydaelyn, correct? I'm trying to document those who come here - even if they may be from different shards. So, um!" She pauses - even if she sounds just like Minfilia, there's that hesitation, before she asks. "Did, um, you ever have time go backwards?"

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila nods, smiling at the Au Ra. "I am from a Hydaelyn yes...Time going backwards...?" Q'uila frowns, "I can't say it has, unless you count the Primal Alexander's ability to change time..."

[resetto]

"I think Y'shtola said it wasn't Alexander... I mean, before we figured it out." Bolormaa replied, a little distracted, before nodding. "But then, we're not from the same Hydaelyn. Are you with the Scions-- I mean, do you roam with the Wild Roses?"

[dragoonrouge]

"I'll admit, a bit of the Alexander incident started going over my head towards the end there." She chuckles then chirps curiously at Bolormaa.

"Roam the Wild Roses? I've never heard of that, but yes, I am a member of the Scions. We're based at the Rising Stones if that helps any."

[resetto]

"I suppose we no longer use that code, do we..." Bolormaa mumbled - she needed to keep up. "I am, too - though not in your shard. I likely don't exist, in yours.

My name is Bolormaa Waters-Sagahl." Of course she'd begun to use Thancreds' last name in her own - she was proud to be his little sister. "We, too, are based at the Rising Stones - at least, we were."