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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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nice nipslip, bro]wait
Huh? [...Right, with people coming from all over the place, there's probably a ton of them who've never seen the fluffy treat before. Mal has to admit that it is one hell of a concept. He tears a piece off and delicately holds it between his fingers.]
It's called cotton candy. It's basically pure sugar... No clue how the machine actually works, but you can watch them making it down at the booth.
[Now to compress that fluff into a tiny diabetic bead and pop it in his mouth.]
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hoovesculture you bitchOh wow. That sounds--]
Wouldn't pure sugar just be disgusting? [Well, okay. Says the man with the sugar-coated apple, but at least it's a fruit? And he looks even more puzzled when Mallory just...Takes some fluff and rolls it up.
what's the point of that. Why are you doing this.] Hm...I suppose as an occasional treat, it couldn't damage one's ability too much...But the appeal is lost on me all the same, I fear. [He squints, before realising that he's being rude and dropping into a bow! Shit. Shit, already out here and marring his rep just because he got curious...]
Apologies again for the inconvenience. Katakura Kojuro at your service, and thank you for sharing your knowledge with me!
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anyway look. Mallory doesn't need to be judged right now. He wrinkles his nose a little and lets the stick of cotton candy dangle limply at his side as though that will take any attention away from it.]
Yeah. Sure. You're making a big fuss over nothing.
[Katakura Kojuro... Where has he heard... ah, right. Really? He's not sure he buys it. Or he does and it's just a coincidental name.]
i'll go cujo on you you are so rude
Sorry though, about the judging. Making a dude feel bad about his life choices isn't exactly Kojuro's bag (unless they're legitimately shit ones and then he fires off), so when he notices the change in Mal's demeanour, he bows even deeper. SORRY PAL SORRY SORRY SORRY THIS IS THE WORST AND HE IS THE WORST. And also legit. Hi yes he's a historical figure and he doesn't even realise it, but at least he'd be proud of his descendants for their continued service to the Date clan, right?]
...It might be nothing to you, but I appreciate the time taken. And-- please, don't let my ignorance keep you from enjoying yourself; I'm sure it's quite delicious, for you to eat it...And clearly you know how to take care of your health, so I have spoken out of turn! Forgive me. [He just wants to make friends and he already goofed, it's way easier if you have to like. Raise your friends. Shit.]
stumble around drooling huh
Never mind that 95% of Hope's Peak students are dweebs and weenies but with one cool trick that doctors hate.At this point he honestly can't tell if it's some kind of sincere and awkward social anxiety or if the guy's making fun of him, but Mal doesn't care either way. If there's anything good about this stupid pie-induced lizard hand it's that he can still facepalm while his other one's holding something.]
I said it's fine! Calm the hell down and just forget about it or I will get pissed. What is your damage...
take me out back and shoot me im done
But that doesn't mean he's going to just up and run away either. Which kind of leaves him standing there, lips pursed and brow furrowed as he tries to think of something to say that won't end in him getting socked. ...Once he's calmed down, however, Kojuro hits 'incredulous adult' stage and...Well, puts on the face in the icon. WAIT YOU REALLY ACTING LIKE THIS? THIS IS LIKE HIM AS A TEENAGER BUT THIS CAN'T BE A TEENAGER...]
...How old are you? [He has to know. He has to fucking know. Getting sassy over someone's sincere (and completely dorky but whatever) apologies is something that requires education to remove.]
oh my god you did it
Haa?
[What- what does... that have to do with anything? Mal's lip curls a little, but he's more perplexed than angry at this point. His utter bafflement is the only thing that keeps him from thinking too hard about answering.]
Twenty-six...? So what?! [WHAT'S WITH THAT FACE? God it looks so punchable right now.]
i had to i couldnt just let the opportunity slide by ok!
[And he's ambiguously...Older? Just? Who knows, Sengoku Basara is wild. He's probably late twenties though, we'll go with that. Kojuro looks more placid now, even though the blush is still present; he even has the balls to take a long, loud bite out of his candy apple.]
What do you use your anger for?
I'm glad.
[Just who the hell does this clown think he is?! Besides Katakura fucking Kojuro, apparently. Ugh. It feels like Mal's first year of middle school all over again, but instead of some cool upperclassman luring him into the boxing club it's just some weirdo talking down to him like he's still 13!
He scowls and narrows his eyes.]
Tch... I use it for dealing with smart-asses who can't keep their damn mouths shut.
[FUCK YOU HE DOESN'T HAVE A TEMPER BARKBARKBARK]
look if this ends in fighting and making out i want you to know: i regret nothing
You will burn out too fast. Have you ever made a fire before? There is no use to a fire which cannot sustain itself.
[Another bite. yaaasss i got tingles #asmrfoodcommunity]
I do not mean to insult you, but I also know that I would only listen to fists instead of words, when I was as you are. What will you do?
nah man you gotta stockpile all that good good ust... and also fight kyosuke for dominance
He stares for a long moment, frown only deepening, before he snorts softly.]
Whatever I do, it's not gonna be listening to some wise old monk wannabe give me a hard time. [Suggest he's childish, will you. He'll show you childish. He's going to walk right on by Kojuro and shove the cotton candy right into his chest as he passes. Later sugartits.]
well i AM a slut for the sakakura ust...you got me there. long con baby
...It's so nostalgic. He keeps his smile for when it's safe and unseen, taking a small wisp of candy into his mouth--]
I look forward to meeting again! [Genuine, not cheerful but somewhat hopeful all the same. His interest is piqued and he really, really wants to see the progress made by a man like this.]