starhuevalley | STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY

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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Q'uila perks up, someone else from Hydaelyn!

"Sure, ask away!"

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?"

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..."

"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?"

"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."

"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."

"No you don't, I would know if you did. It's certainly interesting how alike yet different the different Hydaelyn's can be..."

Q'uila's ears perk at her name, "Oh, are you related to Thancred?"

"He-- Well, he adopted me. I mean, he felt like he had to. After all..." Oh, Twelve, will this make sense? Bolormaa let her tail swish a little, smiling a little - trying not to look too embarrassed.

"...I'm a time paradox... clone of... Minfilia. It's a little strange - but that is why I asked if you... well."

"Oh." Q'uila just stares at Bolormaa for moment, "I will admit, that wasn't what I thought you'd say, that must have been a peculiar set of circumstances for sure."

She pats Bolormaa reassuringly on the shoulder, "If your Thancred is anything like the one where I am from then I doubt he would do such a thing purely because he felt he had to."

"It was," she says, quietly. "Urianger faltered, and listened to-- well, he used forbidden spells gifted to him by Ascian. To turn back the clock - to try and try again." She's quite open with it - at least, to another Scion. It's a lot more complex, but...

Then, she nodded. "Of course not. He's... family. Even if I've not told him I'm using his last name, along with one the other Scion helped me choose."

"Damn Ascians." Q'uila scowls, gods those bastards were the worst. "I wouldn't expect that of Urianger though..."

"You should tell him, he'd be flattered I'm sure of it. You might even make him speechless, and that would be wonderful to see." She teases gently.

"Any man would falter, in that situation. With all he cared for dead, and a way back. Ah-- he told me about this, when we seeked understanding.

None of us blame him. Even if it ended with him tainted and becoming an Ascian himself."

But, she chuckles. "Oh, I've made him speechless quite a few times - it's always wonderful and adorable, isn't it?!"

Q'uila frowns, "Poor Urianger..." She resolved to go and talk to the older Elezen upon her eventual return to Eorzea, he was the Scion she had seen the least of in recent months and it left a pit of guilt in her stomach.

Q'uila gasps in delight. "No! Really?! It is adorable, he just doesn't know what to do with himself, does your Thancred end up gaping like a fish left on a pontoon?"

"...I think he's okay," Bolormaa says. "Even if he suffered - he has Moenbryda now, and we accept him." Even if he's got weird powers and a belly mouth, he's theirs.

Bolormaa can't help but smile more, though. "Oh, he does - but it's cuter when he's caught by surprise and all his feathers stand on end! But then he stammers and-- oh, he's so adorable. I'll need to invite you when I tell him my choice, hm? If-- if he comes here.

I doubt I'd be allowed to span shards just to embarrass Thancred."

Q'uila softens at that. "He has Moenbryda back?! I'm so happy for him." Her ears fold down slightly, "I don't think any of us have ever truely forgiven ourselves for what happened to her..."

"Oh please do that would be hilarious-" She stares at Bolormaa. "Did you say...feathers?!"

"...When time went back... she came back to life. With her memories intact, unlike most of the others," Bolormaa said, quietly. "She-- Urianger's married her now - and has promised she'll live forever. And since he's an Ascian, that's a little scary." Even if Bolormaa knows he's a good one, she WAS meant to be like a Blade of Light.

"...Yes? Has he never removed his gloves around you?" Oh, Bolormaa. "He's a siren-- or it might be another difference. Minfilia thought he looked strange..."

"I'm so glad for you all..." Her eyes may be a little teary at that but they're happy tears. "Even if that is a little unsettling..."

Q'uila just continues to stare, eyes wide. "He has...I think that is definitely another difference. All of the Scions are just normal members of the Five Races."

"...Oh. That sounds weird. Even Lyse?"
Bolormaa why is Lyse your biggest concern. "I'll need to-- we'll need to see if you can visit my Shard, sometime."

"...Yes..." Q'uila responds slowly and cautiously. "What is Lyse like on your shard?"

"A Sylph!" Bolormaa chirped. "With a White Mage stone stuck in her neck, too!"

"...You're shitting me...Really?!"

STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY

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