lostcarnival | ⇨ 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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Anyone who already knows Peridot would be justified in wondering just what the heck she's doing in a bar, of all places, even if it's somehow at the same time not surprising at all to see her there. The gem is like an actual gremlin, complete with a knack for getting herself into places that you wouldn't expect of her.

Really, the reason is not that complicated. She's exploring, and has been pretty much since they arrived at the Celebration. This bar is just another room far as she's concerned; everything is open for investigation, and when she sees someone she she can peg as being from the carnival, she thinks nothing of bounding right up to him to try and nail down her suspicions of who it is under that mask.

Hope you feel like being stared at like you're some kind of scientific specimen, Lars, because Peridot isn't even going to say anything? She's just going to lean in with a shrewd expression, rubbing her chin thoughtfully and going "Hmmm".

Oh. Jesus.

Lars leans back a little, staring at Peridot. He feels his anxiety swell a little, but it's not because of Peridot specifically—more because someone he doesn't know is trying to interact with him at all, and it doesn't help it's like... weirdly.

But Lars knows who this person is, kind of. He's seen her around, though he hasn't tried to interact with her, because gems tend to be nuts. But he's seen her with Lapis, who's cool, and Amethyst, who is also cool, has mentioned a green gem to him before.

As usual, Lars copes with his anxiety the only way he knows how (besides alcohol, as a recent addition): being an asshole. He self consciously pulls the top half of his mask down, a bit.

"The hell're you lookin' at?"

Wow, Lapis and Amethyst are two of her very best friends? Surely they must have mentioned her, the incredible Peridot, at least once.

Anyway, she doesn't seem even remotely fazed by Lars's rudeness. Perhaps because she's pretty rude herself? Or maybe she still just doesn't really view humans as real people worth being insulted by.

Maybe it's a little bit of both.

"You're one of the Beach City humans, right?" she says suddenly. "You're friends with Steven and Lapis."

Lars isn't prepared for the (excited?) little lurch his heart does when Peridot says that. Does Lapis think of him as a friend??? Did she say something?? Damn!!

Of course, he's too shy to ask, so he just stares at her strangely.

"Uh, yeah, I know 'em," he says, with unnecessary caginess. "And you're one of his weird lady friends from space, right? Amethyst said there was a green one'a you."

Likewise, whatever part of Peridot's construct that constitutes a gut wasn't prepared for the little flutter she experiences when he mentions Amethyst talking about her. Like, it's perfectly logical that she would, but it's still good to feel that validation.

"Oh, so you've talked to Amethyst, too," she says brightly, her tight frown splitting into a sharp-toothed grin. "Come to think of it, I think she mentioned you as well. Your name is "Donut Boy", correct?"

Amethyst mentioned him too??? What?

Before Lars can get too excited, though, he hears that moniker, and his expression flattens out a little. Better than nothing, he supposes. He sort of hates that he's finding he kind of wants Amethyst's recognition or approval. What was this place doing to him? Since when did he give a shit about gems?

"Almost," he responds dully, rolling his eyes a little. "My actual, real, human-person name is Lars."

"Lars," she repeats, as if trying out the feel of the name.

Hm.

She think she likes Donut Boy better.

"...I see. 'Donut Boy' must be one of her patented charming nicknames, then. Well, as long as we're on the topic of introductions, my actual real gem-person name is Peridot. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, 'Lars'!"

Lars pauses, then laughs a little.

"Right, Peridot," he answers, slamming his fist into his open palm. "That was it!"

He scoffs, giving a dismissive flourish of his hand as he laughs. "Good t'meet ya too, I guess. If Lapis and Amethyst like you, you gotta be at least kinda alright."

Seemed like a complete nerd, though, to be honest.

Sometimes first impressions are correct.

"Psssh. They more than like me," Peridot says, planting her hands on her hips and rolling her eyes in a good-natured manner. "They were probably just being modest about their close association with me. You know, since I'm a supervisor and everything. Lapis and I live together, and Amethyst and I make out sometimes!"

She conveys this information with absolute complete sincerity, beaming proudly.

Lars definitely wasn't expecting the lattermost information, so his eyebrows lift as his eyes widen. Then, he erupts into an uproarious guffaw, slamming his hand over his face.

"What?!"

His tone gets carried away in another little drift of goofy giggles, but he mostly recovers.

"Sheesh, I didn't know you guys got up to that kinda stuff." He pauses thoughtfully, glancing out of the corner of his eye as he holds his chin. "...Then again, I guess with Amethyst, that kinda makes sense? Seems like somethin' she'd be into."

⇨ THE CELEBRATION

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