lostcarnival | ⇨ THE CELEBRATION

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⇨ THE CELEBRATION

Who: Everyone, especially YOU.
When: Day 60 - Day 65
Where: The Celebration
What: The carnival workers are invited to spend the week within the realm of the Celebration, the grounds of a party that has been going on for centuries. Accommodations are luxurious, but those with keen instincts might notice something off about this whole arrangement... (Questions can go to the original setting post!)
Warnings: Booze, drugs, sex, and everything in between.

THE CELEBRATION↴

If you observe that the layout of the Celebration grounds seem inconsistent, then you would be correct. In reality, what lies at the end of each corridor depends largely on what the guests of the Celebration want at the time - if a few people find themselves craving a drink, a bar may appear. If a group finds themselves wanting to dance, a club will open up. This goes on at all hours of the night, and given how many dedicated partiers fill the building, the services are well used. It isn't instantaneous, and the Host has to consciously decide to provide that service, but the changes are fast none-the-less.

► ROOMS: Each trailer pair will be assigned a room to themselves - whether or not it has two double beds or a single king sized bed seems essentially random. Hopefully you aren't too sensitive about keeping that space to yourself. The curtains at the far side of the room don't actually lead outside, but instead to a walk-in closet filled with the Host's best guesses at the type of clothing you might like. They may not hit the nail on the head, but at the very least all the clothing will be in your size. The styles could be just about anything, from any universe, but they do tend to average out to clothing that is Earth-ish. Either that, or clothing that looks like they are meant for elves from a high fantasy novel to wear.

► SHOPPING: If none of your pre-picked outfits tickle your fancy, plenty of boutiques and clothing shops can also be found around the grounds - whatever you're thinking of, you'll probably be able to find a shop appropriate for it eventually. Though, maybe it doesn't really count as shopping if you don't have to pay for any of the things you take back to your room with you? Unfortunately, from the sounds of it, you won't be allowed to drag all of your haul back to the carnival with you, so you better enjoy it while you can.

► DINING: There is no daily schedule to follow, after you arrive. You are free to attend the dining room whenever you wish, and will be seated at large round tables with whoever else may be around at the time, and can either order from the menu or most dishes you may think of off the top of your head. If you don't like the fine dining experience, there are also a selection of smaller cafes and eateries that open and close at varying times of day - and, of course, you can always call for room service.

► ENTERTAINMENT: There is plenty of live music around the grounds (not that you can ever seem to remember who the performers were afterwards) whether it comes to harp music while you eat or a full set of DJs in the club you found. If you are inclined to look for them, you may also find some cozy lounges with big screen TVs, and access to a multi-universal quantity of films. What's there or isn't there is unpredictable, but if you come from a standard variety of Earth you probably recognize some of them.

► SUBSTANCES: You don't have to be coy about it - just ask one of your servers, and you'll be able to get whatever kind of vices you might be craving. Drugs, alcohol, ice cream... it's all good. If this sounds like a nightmare for potential addicts, you would be correct. It's not uncommon to see people clearly over-indulging in certain locations, though guests are usually escorted back to their rooms if they take ill - only to see them back at it again the next day.

► SPA DAY: If you'd like to take a swim, pools of various aesthetics are easy to find. So are hot tubs, and saunas, and Host servants who are willing to give you a massage or manicure. If the party crowd isn't your scene, there are plenty of more low-key opportunities to indulge.

► GREENSPACE: There is one park area on the grounds, which appears to be constructed on the rooftops of other parts of the complex. While there are trees and greenery, there is no real sky that you can see - only the illusion of one. It may start to occur to you over time that no window or rooftop actually leads to any kind of outdoors. The Celebration really is there only thing here.

These are really just examples, and you can get creative with what kind of services you find offered while here, when it comes to generally mundane comforts. It really feels like the Host wants to win you over, as if you staying just a little longer has some sort of intrinsic appeal.

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[With no familiar routines to structure his time, nothing productive to occupy himself with, Papyrus has given in to the atmosphere of the establishment. Today, he's trying out the 'full-day spa experience'. It's a little trickier for the host to work with him than most guests, given his complete lack of skin, nails, or even musculature. But he does have a spine, and there's ways to work with that.

The weight of the hot stones pushes him down into the welcoming cushion, and he sighs as well.

There's a tall, decorative divider between each guest's section of the room, offering the option of privacy to those who don't specifically come in together. But being in the same room gives friends the chance to talk even while they relax under the hosts' comforting hands.]

Wowie. I thought I would be bored, but this is... intense. Relaxing, but I'm awake too. Is this what spa days are supposed to feel like?

[Bone therapy, bone therapy for all. Aslla Piscu seems to ebb curiously near the other's shadow for a bit, but manages to hold off, allowing Carly to instead join Papyrus in some conversation. It really is...very...] Hahhhh...I never knew, since this is my first time to one...but I think it must be...~

If it's just sleepy relaxing, you might as well just be at home in bed I think...but for a spa, you're supposed to come out of it even better than before right..?

[Wowwwwww they're really good despite the whole 'just rub rocks over your back' aspect.]

[It's like the heat is soaking into each and every joint, easing out tension he hadn't even noticed until it was gone.]

That makes sense! And, ah....

[The host's circling motion with the newest stone hits something just right. He sinks deeper into the cushion, feeling so carefree. Able to take on any challenge, but all the challenges are politely waiting until the end of the week. Papyrus hasn't felt this safe and secure in... a while.

His tail starts wagging back and forth, knocking off one of the lower stones, but he hardly notices.]

No wonder they're so highly recommended. All the benefits of a nap, but...

[It really is a safe place isn't it? Though, for her part, she's hoping no one trips over her wings...] But a lot more...

Do you do a lot of hard work too..? I normally do tailoring...I thought it just meant using my hands, but I ended up using a lot more muscles in Atlantis...! [she sighs, her voice half a mumble. Providing clothes for any of the carnival workers that still wanted them, getting costumes made together, getting set pieces done as well, in the case of pieces requiring fabric...

It was a wonder she slept at all..!]

[The masseuse patiently recovers the fallen stone, continuing their work with improbable patience. Never a complaint or a sigh or a sneeze, just perfectly fitting the space to fill wants and needs... Yes, this must be a safe place.

Papyrus looks up at the mention of tailoring, the seed of an idea taking root.]

Do I ever! Cleaning up after everybody... Janitorial work is not for the faint of heart! Or the frail of finger.

[At least his more demanding days come and go with the presence and absence of guests. Rare is the carnie party messy enough to rival a full day of outsiders littering. ]

[On Carly's end, there is the gentle suggestion to perhaps keep her face looking downward on the bench...but there is no further move to correct her position, the masseuse simply going back to work with her stones along the other's back. Unlike the limits of the skeleton, she's able to work a little more properly it seems, rolling the stones up and down to hit various locations.]

Hehhhhh, you mean you're on janitorial staff..? I didn't even know we had more than cinders for that..!

If you're doing all that work, that's really impressive you know...At least with my work, I can take a break when everyone has clothes...

Oh, I like the routine. Working hard every day... It's important work, and important to feel important! You could say that I'm the backbone of the operation.

[If she doesn't know he's a skeleton, that's fine. Stealth puns are the best puns, after all. Finely aged, punchlines sneaking up on the unsuspecting...]

But you're otherwise correct! The others are all cinders. I assist, and coordinate, and keep up their morale!

[Do the cinder spirits have morale, or care when he gives them encouragement? The world may never know.]

Hmmmmm...I wish wardrobe had more routine...

[She can see him, so she can definitely see the bones. And she giggles.] Backbone..~ You could even say that literally, that's a good one! [Actually...she blinks.] It sounds like something Sans would say, even...

[Hmmnnnnn...well anyway.] Hohh!! Even the morale!! You're dedicated!

What? No! [Papyrus shudders, knocking another stone off. They're balanced very precariously, what with that 'no skin' thing.] My brother would just say it for the bone joke!

I said it because it's also true. I'm very dedicated to everything I do.

HEH!?! You mean he wouldn't use it to acknowledge the truth in it either..!?

But that's what makes it such a good joke..! [Carly protests, a few of the stones on her back jostled by the shouting.] Because of how true it is, you can really appreciate the fact that it's literal in more ways than one..!

Right??? That's the whole appeal!

If he said it about me, it would be for both! I mean he'd never really claim to be the backbone of anything. He hates responsibility.

[Leaving the infinite mystery of how exactly he got promoted like he did, but then the Ringmaster is a powerful and scary lady. Maybe it's not that mysterious.]

Oof, I know that much, [Carly grumbles, pouting.] Sometimes I wonder why they made him the Warden, if he doesn't like it that much. He can do the work, but doesn't giving someone a job they don't like just lose meaning?!

[Honestly she doesn't actually know Sans THAT well, but she's getting this impression from him all the same. Obviously if the Ringmaster picked him he's CAPABLE but...

...Well. It's Sans.]

...Does it? [Boy howdy would you look at the time, are they already in a sauna? Who knew skeletons could sweat.] If nobody else wants the job... Somebody needs to do it, right!?

[Whoops, Papyrus feels like they're not talking about Sans anymore.]

[THEY SURE ARE IN THE SAUNA and obviously if they are here then they probably moved on from Sans as a topic! CLEARLY.]

Exactly..!! If there was no janitor nothing would be clean, if there was no tailor, there would be no costumes..!

Things would fall apart if our jobs were gone you know!

[Just as long as they're not saying that secret doubts or discouragement aren't signs that accepting a crown was a mistake. It was an important job and they asked him, after all! He couldn't let them down after that. Papyrus brightens back up at the complimentary reminder of how important he is here.]

Yeah! If anybody wasn't doing their job... We'd all notice!

[Just like how she'd rather not think about the reality of all her mistakes! Of course, of course! (It's not like that at all)

Focusing on where they're important is a lovely distraction.] There'd be garbage everywhere, and no one would have clothes-no way to live at all!

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