⇨ GAME START INTRO LOG!

[ringleaders]

Who: EVERYONE!
When: NOW!
Where: Around the carnival grounds, and in the Cookhouse.
What: Carnival worker orientation, Ringmaster style.
Warnings: Alcohol consumption, maybe drugs. Other things?

BRAVE NEW WORLD↴ ► THE NEW: It doesn't matter when you entered the tent to discuss your new contract with the Ringmaster, you exit it beneath a blanket of stars. Pointedly alien stars at that - currently the carnival grounds are being treated to a show of shooting stars, and what appear to be unnaturally large and living green moons hanging just a bit too close. The carnival was bustling when you entered, but now it's in the latter stages of being shut down for the night. If you manage to find a clock, it states that it's around 8PM. Workers from during the day will be passing through the grounds, attending to various pieces of business. None of them will seem very surprised or concerned by the goings on, though some may be sympathetic enough to pause and answer your questions. If you put some effort into finding out how it became nighttime, you may discover that it's been anywhere from a few hours to 7 days since you originally signed your contract. Someone may explain to you that it was probably some kind of time bubble, meant to keep you out of the way until the Ringmaster had time to deal with you. Every few minutes another new person will pop out of the tent, looking just as confused and under the impression that they had only just finished discussing things with the Ringmaster. Weird. She passed you a note before you left. Opening it up, you'll see you've been assigned a trailer number, and been given the instructions to drop off any excess belongings and do what you can to get settled in. You have until exactly 9:36PM to do so, because that's when you'll be expected to attend what is listed only as "WORKER'S ORIENTATION". This is, perhaps, more abrupt than you were expecting - but what can you do? You're here for the long haul. ► THE OLD: If you've ever seen a mass recruitment before, then this is no surprise. People enter the tent when they're recruited, and then sometimes how up again days later when the Ringmaster is ready for them. She isn't a big fan of wasting her time on individual orientations when she's expecting a crowd. Maybe you're too jaded to all of this to care much, but you'll see the newbies wandering around, probably confused and maybe a bit lost. Maybe you're the kind whose is sympathetic enough to pause your role in clean up and give them some directions, and maybe a word of confidence. Maybe you'll just jeer at them, because you're some kind of asshole. Either way, you expect you'll have the chance to see them later tonight. Whether by world of mouth, radio, or written note, supervisors will be passing out the following message: all workers are to report to the Cookhouse at 9:36PM sharp for "orientation." If you are at all familiar with how things go around here, you probably have a good idea of what this implies. Mandatory Karaoke Night. MANDATORY KARAOKE NIGHT!!!↴ At 9:36PM, the main dining hall of the Cookhouse will be found heavily decorator with various coloured lights and at least one disco ball made of what is ostensibly high karat gems. There are a bunch of cushions and additional seating set up along with the usual tables, and at the head of the call there is a state set up - a karaoke stage. For veteran workers, this is no surprise. Karaoke nights are fairly frequent as activities go, even if they are not usually mandatory. Some of you probably have signature songs already prepared. The karaoke machine is set up with mostly karaoke tracks that would be popular in the 90's and 00's on the average modern earth, with a few that are more recent. It also has some other random stuff from other worlds that people rarely sing because they are confusing and in languages no one understands. Here is a big karaoke list for your inspiration! The more stereotypically karaoke the better. Beyond that, there is plenty of food and snacks that were prepared by the cooks earlier, as well as a bar set up for alcohol and other vices. The selection is, as most things in the carnival, eclectic. Music will be played in between if nobody is singing, and otherwise veterans are encouraged to bring along their own fun and show the newbies a good time. The Ringmaster does ask that vets attempt to be courteous to their new coworkers. It's just being a good host.

Comments

the new

[puddingemote]

[Tamaki stops when the man approaches him. Looking him up and down quickly, he thinks maybe he could take him, if this guy wants a fight.

But he wants a light instead.

Tamaki looks at the pipe, then shakes his head.]

Smoking is bad for you, old man.

[atouts]

[ Well, okay, that's two points immediately against whoever this young man is. That said, Childermass remains fairly civil, only arching an eyebrow at the claim. ]

You think? Hm, well, it's yet to give me any trouble, boy, of that I can assure you.

[puddingemote]

[Boy is only one step below "youth" on the list of things Tamaki doesn't like being called. He huffs a little.]

It probably will. The director always told us we weren't allowed to smoke 'cause of that.

[atouts]

[ If Tamaki can dish it, he'll have to take it, too. ]

Seeing as I've survived long enough to become an old man while smoking, I think it is safe to say your director may not know everything.

[puddingemote]

[No, see, that's not how Tamaki wants this to play out! Just take it without dishing it!

Although, he does light up a bit at that.]

You think so too? I always thought that.

[That the director doesn't know everything, that is.]

[atouts]

Which is something I have no doubt believing you think out of disrespect.

[ Because obligatory young people. And since he's yet to find anything to light his pipe with, he'll be stowing it away again into one of the various pockets in his greatcoat. ]

No one can know everything. That is simply a fact.

[puddingemote]

She always acted like it, though.

[Most old people do. It's really annoying, actually. At least this guy acknowledges his lack of knowledge.]

Maybe someone in the cafeteria has a light.

[He means the cookhouse.]

[atouts]

[ When one old person has been stuck dealing with even worse old people, that tends to be the take-away. ]

The cookhouse? [ That... is actually a good idea. He'll look off in the direction of it, one of the buildings he actually knows the location of. ] Yes, someone should indeed. If nothing else, the kitchen is bound to have something to light fires with.

[puddingemote]

[Yeah, he had a good idea!]

Yeah. They make good food.

[Way better than smoking.]

Have you been in there?

[atouts]

Briefly.

[ For coffee, which really doesn't give him an idea of whether Tamaki is right about the food or not. He's probably right, though, as it'd be a poor carnival if they sold awful food. ]

And will be again, shortly. I imagine we should already be heading that way by now.

I'm so sorry, I lost the notif for this tag. feel free to ignore it if it's been too long!

[puddingemote]

Ah, yeah. For the karaoke thing.

[He's not used to big group karaoke - the kind he's been too is in a private room - so he's not sure why they would all gather in the cookhouse for it, but he's supposed to go so he will.]

Are you gonna sing?

[Asked as he turns to go that way.]