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

[littlehero]

[Where would that put talking to walking time paradoxes who aren't quite children or adults? Time to find out.

Seere halts mid-step when he realizes he has company, turning to face Horatio more properly. Whoa there.]

-Oh, hello. [It isn't quite catching up with him yet where a question like that might be headed, so he doesn't pay the bread much notice.] I actually haven't, yet.

[He forgot! He was too excited! But now that food's been mentioned, he's finally feeling it.]

There are so many stalls here... Is there one you recommend?

[whisted]

[Horatio shakes his head lightly, lips pressed quietly together. All these new sights and smells and things he wouldn't have guessed in a million years were food--there was little to easily recommend.

So the end of bread is simply handed over in silent offering. That counts as an answer, right? Or, at the very least, a solution to 'so many stalls?']

[littlehero]

...Are you sure? That's very generous of you.

[ He reaches out for it with both little hands, beaming wide. Breaking bread with the townsfolk. Yes! This is how it should be! Oh, he's missed the simple life.

...As long as it hasn't been poisoned. He doesn't take a bite just yet, but continues to smile.]

To whom do I owe my gratitude?

[whisted]

Mm.

[The sound is definitely affirmative, but after a beat Horatio adds a nod to underline the point. If there were ever a time to be generous with food, surely a place like this was it.

The follow-on question is briefly disrupted by Horatio ripping off a piece for himself as well, munching quietly before blinking down in confusion and touching his own chest.

People wanting to know is... novel, now that he's here.]

[littlehero]

[Hm... So he's not a talkative one. But not entirely mute; in Seere's experience that's somehow the easier one to deal with. Perhaps because he knows not to expect anything said in return.

But Seere can be patient. He has all the time in the world.]

...My name is Seere. [Maybe that will encourage the boy to open up a little.]

[whisted]

[Patience still feels new. His parents had been patient, and a scattering of friends had been patient, but it had hardly been the default from strangers.

Thankfully, it's a pleasant thing to be getting used to.]

...Horatio. [Another bite would be a good way to forgo conversation, but being protective of smaller people is an older instinct than he's even particularly aware of.] There's meat too. Reasonably priced.

[And surely no one would waste the opportunity to actually get enough food as a child, right?]

[littlehero]

[There we go, it worked! He's pretty proud of himself, maybe even needlessly so.]

A pleasure, Horatio. [He may not exactly be a growing boy anymore, but time hasn't stopped for his digestive system. Meat sounds amazing right now, even if he has no idea what unique cuisine can be found in a place like this. Yet.]

Do you mind leading the way?

[whisted]

[Well, that's hardly such an unreasonable request. Horatio doesn't need mcuh of a beat to consider before he nods, jerking his head slightly to one side before beginning to veer.

Words aren't actually necessary for basic interpersonal communication, right?]

[littlehero]

[That, at least, is easy enough to pick up on. Seere doesn't mind the lack of conversation as he follows along, because there's still so much to look at along the way... Even tents he may have passed earlier have things he never noticed before, or else there are new interesting people crowded around them. Don't mind if he slows down from time to time. It's a lot to take in, okay.]

[whisted]

[There is, admittedly, a lot to take in. It's just that there is, predominately right now, the need to make sure someone small is fed.

Which means herding. Which means, most likely, actually touching to prod along.]

--hey.

[Hopefully the soft word, somewhere in the swirling crowd, will be enough to warn Seere that a hand is coming lightly to touch his shoulder, just glancingly to push them both forward a little more quickly.]

[littlehero]

-Oh! Right, I'm sorry. There's just... so much here.

[Oops. Someone never quite grew out of getting a little sidetracked. At least this time he's being nagged to keep up, rather than him running too far ahead and right into danger.

...Of course, now that he's been reminded to pick up the pace, he might just do that anyway. Without the danger part. Probably.]

[whisted]

It's okay.

[This wasn't home. This wasn't a place where you had to keep a tight hand on the back of a child's neck to stop them from being lost.

Still.] 'So much' just... needs careful.

[littlehero]

Yes... That is true.

[He can't help but feel a little sheepish about needing to be told that. He should- does know that already...!]

But it is strange, isn't it? That there should be so much more here than there seems to be in and around the town normally. [At least what he's seen in the week since getting here.]

[whisted]

[That requires a thoughtful pause. Then again, most of Horatio's life is just a prolonged thoughtful pause.]

...the visitors?

[Although telling who was visiting and who was part of an expanding population was difficult.]