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

[goldtiger]

[What is this? Are those flowers in his hair? Dohko grins and nods his head.]

I have beef, chicken and duck for those who doesn't want pork? Would you like the meat with either rice or noodles?

[He pats at an open seat.]

I can also make it into a bao if you like. Would you like anything to drink with it, I also have juice and ice tea if you don't want alcohol.

[inthemiddle]

[A little hesitant, but Silas knew it would be better to settle in for a meal like this. He sat down and began to take his gloves off, seeing them as impolite to keep on. The lilies on his ears perk up along with the attentive look on Silas' face.]

Duck and iced tea sound perfect, thank you. I'm not sure what a bao is, but if you suggest it, certainly. [He put down the gloves in his lap, passing them over with his fingers to press out the wrinkles.]

[goldtiger]

[And here he thought that he has seen everything in his 300 years of life. He smiles and goes to fetch him first a nice size glass of ice tea, carefully setting it down in front of Silas.]

It is like a sandwich but it is steamed.

[He goes to pull out a small steamed dough before molding it into a bun, stuffing it with cilantro, carrots and radish. He then moves to one of the smokers and carefully slices off a few pieces of the duck, hanging in the smoker. He places the Bao on a plate before going back to get some of the skin to set it on the side. With a triumphant smirk, he drizzles a little sauce over the meat before presenting it to the other man.]

Try it and if you don't like it, I will be happy to make you something else at no charge.

[inthemiddle]

[Then mention of a charge makes Silas straighten up, lilies perking up expressively. Silas spills out apologetically,]

Oh, I'm so sorry! I don't have anything to offer in return, we Druids don't carry-- [it's a bumble of words before he realizes he did have some coins on him. The locals had pushed it into his possession very insistently. He'd have been more adamant about refusing, but figured he'd give it away somehow in charity.]

Or, wait... I was given some gold upon arriving. I had forgotten already. [he speaks shortly, with a dry swallow. Still overwhelmed by this odd place, or that would be his excuse for being so scatterbrained...]

Is this what you accept? [he reaches to his cloak and pulls a small bag of gold out. More than enough for a meal and drinks, Silas pushing the whole of the bag over without a care.]

[goldtiger]

[He quirks a brow before reaching over to push the bag back, smiling and giving Silas a wink.]

You are a new arrival? Don't worry about it then. It will be on the house. Along with one more food item.

[It was easy to tell this kid was overwhelmed and perhaps it would be best to ease him into this place.]

Even if you don't carry gold often, don't go carelessly pushing your coin bag at just anyone. There could be some unsavory folks who will take advantage of you. You seem to be too good of a kid. [And he holds up a hand.] And everyone is a kid to me.

[inthemiddle]

[Silas is actually very used to be called kid or similar speak demeaning of his experience. He's very young for a fully realized Druid, in general, and he heard about it a lot. It bothered him only a little, but it wasn't his place to argue over such things. He will insist otherwise about the gold...]

No, no, please take it, if it will be of use. I'm... well, I'd say I'm not allowed to keep money, but to be honest, it's only looked down upon. [the seriousness of the matter was more in writing and less in actual practice. Still, Silas hadn't so much as held a piece of gold in half a decade. He didn't intend to make a habit of it now.]

As a Druid, I'm not supposed to covet or hold possessions I do not require. I can make due on my own and by way of generosity of others, like yourself. Please, the gold is all yours, I truly do not want it.

[goldtiger]

[In Dohko's experience, it's the kids people have to watch out for. He helped trained a 14 year old to take down the god of the Underworld using only his fists. The old man usually uses the term as one of endearment.

Though when he refuses to take the money back, the Gold Saint sighs and takes the money back.] I understand, I have known a couple of Buddists who had the same thought process as you. I will just treat this as you paying for other's meals. That way I won't feel bad for taking the gold, deal?

[And that cheeky grin is back and holds out his hand to the other for him to shake.]

My name is Dohko, Libra Dohko if you want to call me by my old name.

[inthemiddle]

[There's relief in Silas' overly strict posture, when the man agrees to take the money. He nods with soft smile,]

I'm grateful you understand, thank you. The food looks spectacular. [The offer of the hand makes him scramble a moment, reaching to quickly put just one of his gloves on to meet the hand. The Springtide are very particular about touch, but the Druids were even more fussy. His grip to meet Dohko is light and fleeting, easily crushed beneath a more enthusiastic handshake]

A pleasure, Dohko, I am Silas. Druid of the Springtide. [not that it would probably mean anything to him, but Silas likes his title. He worked hard for it.]