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

[magitrap]

He rolled his own eyes, crossing his arms - before flinching at his own injuries. No, he was recovered enough.

No weakness. "I was stabbed by a creation of a egomaniac of a robot," he said, deadpan. Almost seeming to see it as a joke - but what else was his life now? He shuffled a little. "No point making a big deal out of it.

It'd distract the Warriors of Light." Well, that's confirming he knows them, at least. Different ones. (Possibly Derplander.)

[dragoonrouge]

"Ego maniac robot..." Her gaze narrowed, and her ears folded back minutely. "Omega did this to you?!" Her words rumbled slightly, a very fine undercurrent of anger.

"Right, well none of your Warriors are around to distract now so, as a Warrior of Light, I'll let you distract me just this once and heal your injuries." Q'uila replies more jovially, mostly to stop herself ruminating on Omega and what might be happening to the Cid and Nero of her world.

Hands glowing green, she gets closer to Cid and places a hand on his shoulder, the soothing aether of her Vercure seeping into his skin.

[magitrap]

An almost familiar feeling - one of those adventurers were one, one of the ones Nero kept trusting. Cid couldn't stop himself from relaxing a little - the Garlean let out a sigh. "Yes, Omega - while he created some form of... evil clown for them to fight, he came after me."

Final Fantasy XIV is a serious game. But he looked over her. "You're a Warrior of Light?" He was certain he knew them all. Hah - maybe he'd stopped paying attention.

Still, he enjoyed the healing - a little of his smirk fading to an actual smile. Though she may be able to feel long-lasting scars under his light clothes.

[dragoonrouge]

The most serious of games.

Q'uila scowls, "Kefka...Twelve I heard about him, I would very much like to destroy that damn clown." Curse the Arcana for dragging her and most of the other Warriors to Liminal Space after they cleared Deltascape, Monx and her party shouldn't have faced Sigmascape alone...

Healing finished, she directs her scowl at him," I take it your blasé attitude to proper health care are responsible for that scarring I can feel?"

She sighs, this must be how Felih feels, the life of a party healer is a stressful one. "I am indeed," She gives Cid a jaunty Maelstrom salute. "Q'uila Sunrise, Azure Dragoon and Warrior of Light, nice to meet this version of you Cid."

[magitrap]

She knew a lot - Cid shook his head. Other realms. And yet, Omega wanted to influence them all. Were they to fight each other at the end of that cruel game? "He was destroyed. Even turned into a god." (Because Savage is canon now. Clearly.)

But he flinched a little at the question. No, not at the healing - at the question. "That's old. Back when I was repairing Ultima Weapon - there wasn't time to get healed."

That salute makes him crack a little smile, however. "Q'uila, then-- hells, you're an Azure Dragoon?!"

[dragoonrouge]

"Good." There was a certain amount vicious satisfaction. "In my world he hurt my friend's Adventuring party. Bastard clown got what was coming to him." She cocks her head slightly, "What's so shocking about me being an Azure Dragoon?" Her lips turn up in a teasing smile, "I think I pass for an Ishgardian Elezen quite well frankly."

"...What?" She stares at him, "You fixed Ultima?! Nald's Balls you're Nero!" Her mouth may be gaping a little in stunned realisation, that is slowly morphing into naked, amazed glee. "Oh if only I could tell the Cid and Nero back home, they'd hate it!"

[magitrap]

Cid shook his head. "I knew a Lalafell who claimed that title - you're nothing like her," he said. Really, he was getting used to the idea of multiples.

"...I am nothing like that traitor, Nero," Cid hisses - a familiar anger in his eyes. Oh, she got it. But unlike Nero, Cid isn't going to complain hardcore about that damned man. Only a little. "With his damned Ironworks, and his damned respect - he's nothing. But, yes. I fixed Ultima, for Lord Gaius. Made it stronger."

...When he says Lord Gaius, though, his voice seems to freeze for a moment.

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila can help but laugh at the bizarreness of this situation.

"By the Warden! Now you see, what makes this funny to me is that in my World it is Nero who served loyally under Gaius and rebuilt Ultima and it was you who absconded from the Empire and founded the Garlond Ironworks."

[magitrap]

...Garlond Ironworks. It had a ring to it, didn't it. But Cid huffed. "Him? Serving loyally? That damned nan stole the Enterprise, and useful Garleans."

He can't stand to call them friends. Even if Biggs and Wedge have tried to get though to him - even if they were before. He tsked for a moment. "Next, you'll tell me I'd be wearing damned goggles and going on frivolous adventures to Allagan ruins and Primals."

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila is clearly delighted, laughter descending into giggles and chirps whilst she beams mischievously at Cid.

"He was Nero tol Scaeva Tribunus Laticalvius of the XIVth, now he works for you." Her tail curls, "Tell me, did you also show up during a thunder storm wearing sunglasses just to shock him about your employment?"

Oh this was going to be fun. "You absolutely do wear goggles and they aren't frivolous, they're very serious endeavours, such as using the Enterprise to tow a floating island as bait for Bismark. It's the most serious job in the world!"

[magitrap]

"Hah, I wish." Cid rolled his eyes, a little. "He's still a showy asshole - but I've been working for him ever since he kidnapped me while Ultima awoke. But-- he stole my title in your world."

Oh, Cid. And, yes, he wasn't let out to roam and leave, like Nero. But he still did show up in a thunder storm and shocked Nero, all the same. "That was his idea - along with those damned adventurers. It's frivolous - all of it is. Lord Gaius wouldn't approve."

[dragoonrouge]

Cid's pesky practicality does nothing to deflate her apparent joy, although she does snort at his mention of Gaius. "Well clearly he was missing out on life, a little frivolity can go a long way. In times such as ours, joy and laughter is paramount to keeping us going."

"Although it's good to know that some things about the two of you are consistent between our worlds."

[magitrap]

"There's no point in it," Cid then says. There's a coldness, a darkness in his eyes. That cruelness common in Garleans. It doesn't suit Cids' face, but he slipped into it. "In that joy. The only joy I should feel is for Garlemalds' success.

...I imagine, if you're certain I play the part of Scaeva, then a lot would match with him."

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila sobers up a little at Cid's response. "There is plenty of point if you ask me. People can only be so fulfilled by the successes of the whole. Personal success and joy and such...never underestimate the drive that provides."

"Nero...is concerned with himself first and foremost, even if he is surprisingly entertaining. You..." How to not be rude here? "You are well meaning." Nailed it?

[magitrap]

For a moment, there's a little of the Cid she'd known in his gaze... but it faded as fast as it appeared. "That's what separates you savages from men like me.

...Sorry." He then says, holding up a hand. "That's wrong for me to say. But... yeah. I'm trying my best for those I-- work for. Even if that's your side now."

[dragoonrouge]

Q'uila snorts and shrugs, "Please, my skin is hardly so thin. I've heard far worse in the past and shall probably here far worse for Garleans in the future. Hardly makes your statement true but you've only spent a fraction of your time amongst Eorzeans compared to Garlemald." She continues sincerely, "I hope you come to fully realise just how false that statement is."

She smiles, "Eorzeans aren't savages and, as I'm coming to understand, not all Garleans are child-eating villains."

[magitrap]

"I know. If you're truly on a similar path--" Cid began, before stopping. Right. Warrior of Light, they'd have seen the best and the worst. And killed the best and the worst. "Still don't need to like it, do I. Besides - I've only seen a few Garleans who could be described that way.

Pity they're the royals, hm?"

[dragoonrouge]

"Urgh Royalty. I hate politics."

She runs a hand wearily down her face at the idea. "Unfortunately I end up dealing with politics purely because I'm the least likely in the party to stab someone."