⇨ 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

[yellbrush]

[ she doesn't respond too vocally to that. the biggest thing she has to go off is joker's words earlier, after all - she's got no idea what to make of all of this. but from what she's gathered, this satan figure is a being of power in the afterlife - one who is good at its job, and frightening to some.

there are worse comparisons to be made. ]

Very well. [ and with a nod, she lets junko say her piece, carefully keeping track of her with her senses - the girl's scent, the sound of liquor rushing and flowing onto the ground. once the other girl has finished, variss speaks up, almost dryly: ]

We were told not to scare them.

[ she can't be blamed for not interacting with others as long as she's following orders, right? ]

[cutcrease]

...........Wow! So sad. [ Whether she's talking about that lackluster reaction or her reasoning, it's unclear. Okay, it's actually very clear-- she's making sure to frown and roll her eyes. ] That's about as dry as the Sahara desert.

[ Confusing and intimidating people is probably her favorite past time here..! She crushes the cup in her hand, whatever remaining liquid in it spilling over. She makes sure to smile, nice and wide, before tossing the cup behind her. ] Do you think I'm scary?

Actually, don't answer that. DO-OVER!

[ She steps aside to go and grab (more like find) the cup she threw. When she finally has it, she looks back at Variss and waves her arm excitedly before walking over, positioning herself in front of her, and throwing it again. ]

Do you think YOU'RE scary?

[yellbrush]

[ does she think this girl is scary? that answer isn't even worth speaking for. so she watches junko's theatrics, only speaking up when she's asked the second question. ]

To some, undoubtedly. [ but that's not really an answer to her question, so she even specifies: ] They are cowards.

[ there is far, far worse than her kind. things awful enough to merit gouging her own eyes out. ]

[cutcrease]

Understandable.

Although, everyone has different perceptions of what they find "scary". [ For example, she finds the quality of the alcohol here scary, how terrible everyone seems to look even with things she'd wear scary..... ] Like this carnival, perhaps. Imagine, just being forced to sign your soul away for a year, forced to adapt to an entirely new way of life.. confusion and fear painted on your face...

[ She chuckles-- she loves newbies like that. ]

The last of their worries would be you, wouldn't you think?

[yellbrush]

[ she listens to junko's laughter, her lips contorting into a frown. what is it this woman wants from her? just to hear the sound of her own voice? ]

If that is all it takes to terrify them, then they hold room for all the worries they can muster.

[ ...well, if she's here to talk, then she may as well talk. she takes a long drink of her liquor, swirling the liquid in the cup before she says- ]

And why do you ask me this? Do you think yourself frightening?

[cutcrease]

[ She coughs abruptly (keyword: violently) at her question. ] Haha! Maybe! Who knows. Everyone has different perceptions of what they find "scary"!

[ Junko wiggles her fingers at the other as she moves closer, as if to support what she was saying. ]

Ah, but to totally answer that, I'm honestly just trying to make time pass before I have to sacrifice my dignity and go sing. I usually try and make everything deep when I'm bored lol. Is this like pulling teeth for you like it is for me? [ She's talking just a little too fast for comfort-- ] Be honest.

I was born ready for criticism!

[yellbrush]

Were you?

[ well, far be it from variss felbrush to call someone a liar. (that's not true. that's not true at all.) so, without even a pause for breath, she continues- ]

It is agonizing. Perhaps you have prepared for criticism, but... You are unfit to handle silence.

[cutcrease]

Well, I mean, I'm pretty sure.

[ She is as Insufferable as them come, and some small part of her should feel sorry about putting someone through a single conversation with her but-- ]

Tell me about it. People always say, [ She adjusts the pitch of her voice to something worse than her own. ] "Junko, you talk enough for two people! Let other people have a turn!!" In reality, I just think people don't really know how to handle someone like me, who speaks their mind so freely! You have to admit, I'm pretty good at it, right?