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lostcarnival2016-10-15 06:47 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2016-10-15 06:47 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- alois trancy,
- archer,
- bonnie,
- elizabeth comstock,
- gilgamesh,
- ginko,
- greg universe,
- jajo,
- john childermass,
- lauren,
- mitsuki izumi,
- mutou yuugi,
- natsu,
- nona1,
- papyrus,
- peridot,
- pidge gunderson,
- son goku,
- spyro,
- steven universe,
- susan,
- tanyuu karibusa,
- the doctor,
- the psiioniic,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yukine miyazawa
⇨ GAME START INTRO LOG!
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?
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. |
karaoke
But the seat next to her is the only one currently available, and standing increases the risk of someone (possibly Psii) noticing him and trying to make him sing. So here he goes.]
Hey, uh. Mind if I sit here?
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[She says this around a spoonful of ice cream, glancing up at him only after she's swallowed it.]
But you might as well sit before anyone more annoying shows up.
[Jasper might not know Ginko very well, but it seems like he'd be better company than some, and the longer she sits on her own the more chance she'll end up stuck with someone who brings along a lot of unwanted cheer.]
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[It's a better reaction than it could have been, he supposes. He goes ahead and sits down, looping his tail loosely around one ankle to keep it from getting stepped on or anything by passers-by.]
Good to know I'm not the most annoying option.
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Don't try too hard to get there.
[Jasper glances up through the crowd, squinting.]
Did they have any bottles of that dark brown sauce that goes on top? [She gestures vaguely to her ice cream.]
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[He's never much liked ending up on people's bad side if it can be avoided. Besides, he's pretty sure Jasper could snap him in half if she wanted to.]
Uh... the chocolate sauce? I'm not sure, I didn't check. [He frowns in the general direction of the food table, as if trying to determine what was on it through all the people in the way.] I know they had strawberry.
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[Which flavor was that? A red color, right? It's hard to tell all the fruits and berries apart. Some of them still taste the same to her. Would strawberry even taste good on top of her ice cream?
She stands up abruptly, leaving her bowl in her spot, before going to the snack table and grabbing both syrups and several other toppings. Then she returns, setting them all down on the ground in front of her as she sits back down with the ice cream.
That should take care of things for a while, right?]
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Guess that's one way to test things out. Though I'm not sure I'd suggest putting it all on at once.
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[Jasper glares. Having to eat is bad enough. Having to observe the "proper way" to eat specific items is just ridiculous.]
It's all going to the same place.
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True. You're free to eat it however you want, of course, some flavors just... don't really match up.
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[There's no point in hiding that. It's obvious to everyone that she's doing a lot of these things for the first time. There's only so much she'd been able to keep others from knowing when it came to her changes. The mask won't even fool everyone.
She covers her slowly melting ice cream in sprinkles until it's little more than a mound of color, then starts creating swirls with both syrup flavors.]
But I'm not completely stupid. I know things like spaghetti and cupcakes don't go together.
[Mostly because she's tried this combination.]
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Yeah, that does sound like something to keep in mind.
[Let's face it, he didn't know that for sure when he first arrived, either. But he definitely did go into this with the advantage of being very accustomed to eating as a concept.]
I guess there's always gonna be some trial and error involved. But if this doesn't turn out, I just want it on the record that I did warn you.
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[Nor would she want to admit to having been warned about anything by some random human. She can figure these things out on her own.
She takes a large bite of the concoction in front of her, then just sort of pauses with the spoon in her mouth. Yeah, that's a little bit much. Nevertheless, she swallows it and continues to eat. She'd rather deal with digesting something far too sweet than admit she'd made a bad decision with all the toppings.]
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[...Aaand there she goes. He keeps himself from looking too distressed and turns his attention back to his own plate.
...Okay, no, he has to say something. Even if he probably should not.]
So, how is it?
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[It's ridiculously sweet and not all that enjoyable. The ice cream was better on its own.
But she sticks another spoonful in her mouth all the same.]
I'll put up with it.
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[He shrugs, finally picking up one of the thankfully non-sugar-drowned cookies on his plate.] That's too bad. Hope you enjoy it as much as you can, anyway.
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I'll manage. I've made do with worse.
[In entirely different situation of course, but this is a challenge to her as much as anything else.]
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[He figures it could be either, honestly.]