⇨ 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

Yyyet another C!

[fastestdraw]

[Also, Jesus Christ, I vividly remember hearing Sayonara in a Japanese restaurant as a kid once and this is the first time I've heard it since.]

Well, it'd be a stretch to say that he's offended, but he's a little vexed. Not in an angry sort of way, but being unpleasantly caught off-guard is being unpleasantly caught off-guard.

But! Mari does whatever she wants, and Easel is one of the ones who is, in fact, going to let her have the thing. Whatever she does in response, by the time she does do it, he'll have tipped his hat, worked up a cordial greeting of "Boss?"

Hasn't necessarily been an easy past how-long, so... nice to see she's... having fun...?

LMAO I'm sorry for your weird flashback

[motivenotfound]

Mari is having fun, actually. Sure, the crowd is still missing a few notable familiar faces, but it always will be. Clinging to the past's painful events won't help you grow as a person.

In a similarly humanistic vein, half the reason she's stealing people's food is to see what they do about it. The other half is that honestly, she just really likes the snack in question. And Mari's favourite kinds of scenarios are the ones where she wins twice.

Without any resistance from Easel, there's nothing stopping her from eating the pastry right there in front of him, which she does. She doesn't have a hat to tip, though, so she salutes him instead.

"Easel! Good to see you showed up!" She is taking attendance. Mandatory means 'mandatory' around here. But showing up is only half the requirement. "So, having fun yet?"

[fastestdraw]

And Easel, not thinking nearly that deeply for the sake of response in this context, is just kind of... glad about the cheery-enough response!

Makes it all the easier for him to respond with a laugh and (somehow, given, you know) a particularly wide grin, and a couple of quick merry strikes of a forehoof.

"No-ho-how, I am always one for a good fandango, ma'am! Y'all don't even need to ask me that!"

He swipes up a shot glass - still full, ha, at least Mari grabbed the food and not that.

"To another year of new frontiers!" I am a poet and I did not even think that I might be. Not that he's consciously thinking of this, but hey - even he's got the proverbial cow-sense not to call attention to new blood here, too.

[motivenotfound]

It's probably for the better no one is actually treated to Mari's internal logic on the regular. No one except Mari, anyway. But a toast is a toast! And she's not gonna rain on anyone's parade tonight of all nights.

She lifts her bottle of--well, whatever it is, it's red and there's a straw--and clinks it to his enthusiastically.

"Banzai!"

She can't knock back a drink with a straw in it, but she does the next best thing, which is bite the straw and give him a grin before sucking down a good quarter of what is definitely not fruit punch.