STARDROP CELEBRATION: FINAL DAY

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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

[pearled]

WHAT THE HECK IS A FREEBIRD?!

[deadouttalock]

YOU KNOW? FREEBIRD?

BUT IF I STAYED HERE WITH YOUUUUU GIRLLLL THINGS JUST COULDN'T BE THE SAME... 'CUZ I'M AS FREE AS A BIRD NOW AND THIS BIRD YOU'LL NEVER CHAAAAAANGE~~ ♪

[He pauses to see if they get it, if they don't he keeps going on for another verse. Please stop him. He'd probably have a decent singing voice if he hadn't had a few drinks in him, otherwise he sounds like a yodeling cat crawled up out of the deep south.]

[autolatrist]

[Why stop him when another voice can join right in? Deep. Loud. Somehow excessively dramatic.]

LORD KNOWS I CAN'T CHAAAANGE... HEH!

[There's guitar?? SOMEONE IN THE CROWD BROUGHT THEIR OWN GUITAR TO A CONCERT. WHO THE FUCK.]

im piss

[deadouttalock]

[In that moment, the rest of the concert simmered down to dull background, replaced with the soft melody of Freebird's second verse lead-in. Time slows and their eyes met and McCree wondered who this stranger was and where he came from--was he delivered from heaven to make this concert even better... was he a long lost sibling, or, no--? His eyes comb over the other man and...

...Holy shit who the fuck brings a guitar to a concert...?! And why has he never been happier that someone decided to so tactlessly do so.

Reality snaps back in, a better reality, and McCree sidles up to Karamatsu.]

AND THIS BIRD YOU CAN NOT CHAAAaaaaaAAAAaaaaANNNNGEEEEE!

[Sorry, Pearl and Marina.]

[pearled]

MARINA, DROP THE BASS! WE'VE GOTTA SCHOOL THIS SHOAL!

[ If it's a music fight you want, Pearl is gonna bring it! With the music high and lively, it's clear Pearl is having more fun than is actually upset about a bunch of people in her audience trying to outsing her. Nonetheless, she's gotta stay the STAR of the show one way or another--!

It's time for the NASTY MAJESTY/FREEBIRD MASH-UP ]

[autolatrist]

[Oh god. So much is happening, all of the sudden.

1. Karamatsu has locked eyes- no, locked his very soul with a fellow handsome badass, and their voices lift in sweet harmony.

2. Karamatsu has fallen in love.

3. Karamatsu has unwittingly been dragged into a sing-off.

While his blissful ignorance lingers for just a few moments longer, he's all cocky grins; he swings his entire arm out to point at Pearl, and a spotlight beams down from ... somewhere ... with perfect timing.]

BRING IT ON, YOU SECOND-PLACE FISH IDOLS!

[Stealing Totoko's gimmick! He'll fight for her honour! He'll play his heart out for the whole... the whole... crowd... Oh, wow, there are actually a few eyes on them now, huh...

Suddenly that bravado vanishes, and he hesitates for a second before clapping a hand to McCree's shoulder and smiling at him. His eyes sparkle in the colourful lights.]

Heh... I'm counting on you, partner.

[deadouttalock]

[In another life McCree would question everything about this situation but right now it all feels right. He feels like he's in perfect harmonic resonance the other man, like he was the missing player to a scrim, the balance in a good comp, the--well, you get the idea. nothing could go wrong

If there was any hesitance in Karamatsu, McCree totally missed it, having total faith in the other man. When was the last time he was able to cut lose and do something so stupid and juvenile as this? He can't even fucking remember. McCree clasps his hand over Karamatsu's. His eyes don't sparkle but his grin sure does.]

Let's set 'em up and knock 'em down.

[McCree goes back to belting out Freebird regardless if Karamatsu strums anything on that guitar or not, trying to pace himself to the beat of Nasty Majesty. It's a real good beat, too fast for the early parts of Freebird but Marina's hauntingly beautiful vocals somehow roll nicely with the more drawn-out parts of Freebird's lyrics. It's sort of a mess until they find their footing, the more intense guitar solo laying well with Pearl's rapping. Somehow the mashup works. Not amazing but it works. Now that McCree's actually trying he doesn't make half a bad singer either, bumping up against Karamatsu or singing shoulder-to-shoulder, or bouncing around on his feet and working the crowd with his natural charisma. Incredibly the crowd reciprocates, singing off key or echoing certain well-known lyrics or clapping to the beat. Nasty Majesty is hard to beat with just two guys and a guitar though, and Off The Hook's bombastic beats eventually seem to drown out the boys.

When all's said and done the crowd has gotten really into this regardless, clapping and cheering. McCree's panting and a little out of breath and sweating too (damn those mysterious spotlights were hot--how did these cephalopod-like ladies do this all night?), but he looks like he's had a world of fun.]

[autolatrist]

[You damn well bet Karamatsu's playing his part. How could anybody resist being caught up in the energy radiating off his unexpected co-star singing his heart out? Sure, there's the prolonged awkwardness of trying to sync his playing to the sick beats Off The Hook are serving, but eventually he manages and together the four of them collaborate on the most ambitious crossover event in history.

Even as he plays, Karamatsu keeps most of his attention on McCree, completely awestruck. This guy... He's amazing. There's an excitement rising rapidly inside him, swelling in his heart until it's crushing his lungs and leaving him breathless; the same feeling that gripped a teenage Karamatsu when he unearthed his dad's old tape of Ozaki's performances, only this time instead of an aged recording it's crisp and clear and right in front of him and he's a part of it. None of his (many, many) daydreams of reaching stardom could compare to the rush he's feeling now. He's not even on the stage and he's giddy and exhilarated and a little nauseous and don't faint now, keep it together love warrior!

Before long he's so swept up in the unreal experience that he forgets his previous stage fright generous sharing of the spotlight and croons right along with McCree, having to take a pause now and then because his cheeks hurt from grinning so damn hard. As much as he wants this moment to stretch on into forever, to revel in the feeling of warmth and companionship and the adoration he's always yearned for, he can't help but be a little relieved as the real stars of the show manage to reclaim the throne.

(Not that that stops Karamatsu from shouting a loud "THANK YOU, GOODNIGHT!" once the song wraps up.)

He slumps a little over his guitar, running his fingers tenderly across smooth wood. You did so well, baby, take a rest. Then he looks up to McCree again and gives an exhausted but enthusiastic thumbs-up.]

[deadouttalock]

[The high of the performance hasn't really simmered down yet, his own heart still beating in his chest from bouncing around and singing his heart out. It's an adrenaline rush completely different from running a high-stakes mission or getting a rise out of his superior officers. This felt... wild and free. Even if he had an incredible amount of freedom with Overwatch, and make no mistake he'd very probably do something crazy and spontaneous like this anyway, but the realization that there wasn't going to be any consequence for this other than having a good time is completely enthralling.

He seems to catch his breath all at once and bounds over to Karamatsu, returning that thumbs up by slinging his arm around his shoulder and squeezing him in a sideways hug.]

Lord almighty that was some incredible playing, partner! [Maybe they were both still amatures, but in the moment it sounded amazing.]

We make a real good team don't we? [The ability to work smoothly and naturally with someone else towards a common goal is, unspeakably appreciated to someone like McCree.] Name's Jesse McCree. [He sticks his hand out. He wants to buy this guy like a million beers right now.]

[autolatrist]

[Oh god so much friendly touches what does he do WHAT DOES HE DO. Return the gesture, of course! His cheeks are adorably flushed but god damn it feels good to have positive attention. He wants to be treated to a million beers right now. Even if he'd get plastered after only one. He stares at McCree's hand in wide-eyed reverence for just a moment before he claps his own into it, nice and hard and SUPER MANLY. Yeah!! Nailed it!]

Heh! The one and only Karamatsu Matsuno! Our song... we were really playing to destiny's tune, weren't we?

[deadouttalock]

[NAILED IT. He nailed it. McCree is unreasonably taken with Karamatsu, though he'd be quick to blame all that adrenalin. He's in too good of a mood to give even an iota of a damn about it. He just wants to make this feeling last the rest of the night, if possible. He lets out a short barking laugh and half-clasps half-slaps Karamatsu's shoulder.]

I don't think I could hate anyone who can belt out Freebird like their life and destiny depended on it.

[Finally he leans back and gives Karamatsu a little breathing room, dragging his hands over his stubbly chin.]

Especially against... [He makes a short clipped grunt, almost a laugh] I don't even know what those ladies were. Like humanoid Pachimari or something. You ever see anything like that?

[autolatrist]

H...hhh...

[Sorry there Jesse, don't mind if he's just kind of staring like a kid finding Santa Claus on Christmas Eve. Again. He wants to be cool but it's still so mind-blowing that a stranger would treat him so kindly at all, let alone with such friendliness and familiarity right off the bat. He always thought rugged cowboys were the type to ride solo, all aloof and mysterious. Or maybe...! Every lone ranger needs a loyal companion...!!

His eyes are sparkling. The air around him, also sparkling. A trick of the light? A naturally painful aura? Who can say? But then he shakes his head to snap himself out of it. Not that he can rid himself of infatuation that easily.]

Mmm? Those two...? Yeah, I know that gimmick well. I'll admit, they're more powerful foes than I expected... but still only a shadow of the original Fish Idol.

[Poor Totoko must be devastated without h-- oh, no, of course she isn't. And neither is anybody else back home. But! It's! FINE! Karamatsu's fine!! He clenches his fist.]

So even a free bird isn't safe from homesickness...! No- we should be celebrating our new friendship, not mourning old ones! [He SUPER wants to get drunk now.]

[deadouttalock]

[Make no mistake, that ride solo mentality is buried deep in McCree, it just hasn't had the proper setting to manifest as it will in a few years his time. For now he's used to operating on a team, used to navigating everyone's personality and pushing the boundaries of said personalities. Karamatsu's personality is not needing any such pushes which is a new kind of liberating.]

Fish Idol? What even--

[He laughs again, his imagination conjuring something sort of like a pop idol with a straight up fish head and beautiful long lady legs. It's weird. Makes him laugh and makes the idea of celebrating with this guy even better. He was already doing well to forget about home for a short while and he's content to ride that a little while longer.]

I've already had a couple in me, I could do with some more. [The first place his mind went is of course getting super drunk.]

Come on, let's go get somethin' high proof past our whiskers. [Tell him more about the Fish Idol, Karamatsu.]