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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Comments

[rosed]

I think I am going to love it.

[ She puts her folded hands in her lap and watches the fireworks carve zig-zags in the sky, as magic ones are wont to do. Each one is a marvel of human creation-- explosions for the sake of delight! She never would have imagined. ]

Everything here is giving us so much freedom... to nurture the land, to find new people to love and care about, to learn new things. I've never taken freedom for granted. It cost me so much to get it in the first place.

[whisted]

...hm.

[It's a big concept for such a simple word. It's also a nail-on-the-head for what's been feeling so strange and half-settled in his chest this past week.]

This... is freedom, then?

[Actual, proper freedom?]

[rosed]

This is true freedom. With the ability to go home, with the ability to meet new people from places you can't imagine... not just different planets, different universes...! We were an advanced race and we never even broached that frontier!

It's just us and the land. That's freedom, is it not?

[whisted]

[There are fireworks to watch, but Horatio ducks his head for a moment all the same. Smiles seem to weigh a lot more than he'd thought they would.]

Does-- seem like it. [Another breath, and he can still feel the echo of his own grin.] Think it'll last?

[rosed]

I do. After all, what kind of land evaporates beneath your feet?

[ She flops back against the ground, giving herself a better view of the fireworks. ] At least, I certainly hope that's not the case.

[whisted]

[The ground certainly doesn't seem to vanish when the woman flops down. That's reassuring, although his lips do still press together briefly.]

Just hope?

[rosed]

Well, all things are possible if this is the multiverse, isn't it?

[ It could rain hamburgers and the locals could say that's the weather out here. Unreality and reality are currently intersecting, so why not? ]

[whisted]

...hm.

[The general concept is still new. It doesn't tense his shoulders in confusion, but it does bring his lip briefly back between his teeth.]

Do...?

[Being truly assertive with asking questions for his own curiosity is still rather hit or miss, apparently.]

[rosed]

... Yes?

[ Rose is nonetheless gentle with any questions of his. ]

[whisted]

[It's a familiarly maternal sort of prompt, at the edges of the syllable. That's a little easier to focus on than his own desires and impulses.]

...do you think that means... sometimes we don't exist?

[rosed]

I think so.

And I think... we have to live with that. Sometimes, there just isn't a world made ready for us. Even in the vastness of the universe, there has to be a finite end.

... but that means there's still an infinite amount of universe that do have us. So it's not so much a loss you can measure finitely, you know?

[whisted]

[That requires a bit of mulling over. His head tilts this way and that, as if the motion might help the thoughts settle into place.

Wherever they settle, his head does eventually fall into a nod.]

--thank you.