⇨ 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

[atouts]

Or perhaps a rogue tiger on the loose?

[ That is one way to go about it, he'll give Gilgamesh that. Accidents. The card itself, while surprisingly apt for who Childermass is dealing with, had very little to do with the man himself. A different subject, a different matter, and returned to his pocket almost as soon as it had made an appearance, with no explanation offered.

Though he does raise an eyebrow while tucking the card away, still questioning this treasurer. ]

Considering that putting on such a display would be part and parcel of my contract, I believe you already know the answer to that.

[ Which is his attempt to dance around agreeing to any particular deal, in addition to the one he's already made in the tent, yet again. ]

[babbylon]

I do.

[Gilgamesh takes this opportunity to tower over him and lean uncomfortably close. There's a lot of teeth and claws and nastiness suddenly up in his space and unfortunately Gilgamesh has not proven himself such an individual that may exercise them cordially.]

You are weaker, and I am stronger, and her eyes cannot be everywhere at once.

[Hopefully her ears aren't roaming right now. She wouldn't want to catch wind of blatant treachery.]

[atouts]

[ It is incredibly uncomfortable, though he does make an effort not to show it. He's holding very still, very tense, fighting the urge to lean back and away from the teeth and all the rest. ]

So you say. Will that be all?

[ Would he like to add that the grass is green? The sky is blue? ]

[babbylon]

At the show, little one. I will be watching.

[But that does indeed seem to be all for now. Gilgamesh shoos him as if he were no more than a fly to him... and that may very well be true.]

On your way.

[atouts]

[ He'll only linger long enough to give Gilgamesh a parting nod, but after that? Yeah, he's not sticking around.

This is a worry to shelf for another day, another day sooner than later, but for now he'll just be glad once he clears out of whatever radius the treasurer's magic has. ]