⇨ 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

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[puddingemote]

[By contrast, Tamaki has been happily shoving his face with any sweets he can get his hands on. The food is delicious! Maybe this deal isn't so bad if he gets to eat like this all the time.

He stops when he hears the loud growl, though, and glances up to look at Mika, who is not looking at him.]

Eh? I guess so.

[He wasn't really paying attention.]

You hungry?

[kagehira]

No, I-I'm fine, just —

( Oops, and there it goes again, though the music at least makes it subtler this time.

Honestly, his willpower is starting to break. That, and he's really starting to cave under actual logic, but you know, habit and loyalty are dying hard here today. Just to put the nail in the coffin: )

Um, is it any good?

( The food, that is. )

[puddingemote]

Yeah, it's sooo good!

[As though to help tempt, Tamaki pushes some sort of pastry toward Mika.]

Do you want to try? It's sweet.

[He sighs, leaning his head back.]

I kinda want something salty now...

[kagehira]

( Mika eyes the sweet cautiously for a moment, almost seeming suspicious, but he does reach out to take it. He says a, ) Thank ya, ( before actually going for it, but from the look in his eyes after his first little bite, it's definitely as good as Tamaki says. Enough so that it's followed by a much bigger bite, and then another — this pastry is going fast. He's got a satisfied smile between bites, too. )

Nnah, salty? ( He considers it for a second, and looks around. The nearest thing that fits that descriptor is... he pushes forward a bowl of salted peanuts. ) How 'bout these?

[puddingemote]

Eh? Peanuts?

[He grabs a whole handful and eats them, looking happy once he does. The saltiness of the peanuts perfectly balances out all the sugar he's been eating. Someone should really make him eat a more balanced meal eventually, but for now he seems content to snack.]

Ah, better.

[He watches Mika finish up the pastry, still popping peanuts in his mouth.]

It's good, right?

[kagehira]

( There's some relief when the offering is accepted, but he's glad that it helped in any case. Though, Mika looks away for a moment while he finishes up the last of that pastry — averting his gaze since he notices Tamaki's on him. He only looks back once he's finished, wiping his mouth to make sure there's no crumbs. )

Yeah, I appreciate it~ Ah, but it's probably no good for me to be eatin' it. Something this good'll upset my stomach, yanno?

( Curse this fancy carnival and its... well made pastries... Well, not that it stopped Mika. ANYWAY! It's easier to relax when well-fed. )

Are ya new around here too? Since it's an orientation an' all.

[puddingemote]

[Does this guy have a weak stomach? That worries Tamaki a little - he watches Mika a little more closely for a moment, like he might collapse from stomach pain any second.

But when he doesn't, and asks a question instead, Tamaki relaxes.]

Yeah. But I wasn't supposed to sign any new contracts.

[Mitsuki is here too, though, so it's... probably fine.]

Did you sign a contract?