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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. |
Archer | OTA
[ While it is a little disorienting to emerge at night when it feels as though it was only daytime a short time ago, Archer is familiar enough with how these sorts of things work that he doesn't appear disturbed. If anything, he's clear-eyed, rather than confused, and he seems...settled. Contracts are things he understands quite well, and while he may not get everything he wants, something is better than nothing.
Taking the time to savor the clear night air and the stars above, Archer lingers for a little while before wandering off to locate his trailer. He doesn't have anything of value with him (no extra clothes or belongings), but it's good to know where he'll be staying. Once he inspects the area and the trailer itself, he heads back to the Cookhouse and arrived ten minutes before showtime. ]
► WORKER'S ORIENTATION
[ When he read the note about "orientation", this is definitely NOT what he was expecting.
Archer's grimaces for a good part of the night and lounges somewhere back and away from the stage. He samples the snacks, and yes, has a few drinks since this is clearly going to last for a while.
Finally, when he can't put it off any longer, Archer walks up on stage with awkward, slightly haughty airs. The music cranks up, and he delivers a classic Bye, Bye, Bye.
When it's done, he goes back to his seat and grabs another drink on the way back. If he looks a little red-faced, it's clearly your imagination. ]
orientation!
That was nice, you have a very lovely voice. [She hasn't noticed he was drunk yet.]
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Archer huffs and shakes his head. ]
It was terrible.
[ Well then. ]
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You're being hard on yourself...though I suppose we are all our own worst critic, no? [Famous last words.]
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The whole thing is ridiculous.
[ He gestures at the stage, and oh hey, is someone walking by with pretty neon-colored drinks?? He snags one. ]
The song was terrible, too.
[ Then why did you sing it, Archer?? ]
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I do not mind karaoke, it reminds me of home, with my family--...
[THAT ONE HE PICKED IS SUPER STRONG.]
It is a modern pop song, I remember it being very popular. Before J***** T********* went solo?
[Conveniently, a lot of noise was happening as names were censored out.]
...How many of those have you consumed?
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Boy bands are a disgrace.
[ Wait, what?
He looks at the drink in his hand and again seems to be dismissive. ]
No idea. Ten, maybe?
[ Oh, it's more than that. ]
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I can appreciate their hard work...to be able to coordinate in such ways...
[And ten? Really? That's already a lot SO IF IT'S MORE THAN THAT.]
I think you should slow it down a little. Would you like something to eat?
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Coordinated absurdity is still absurdity.
[ Uh, Archer... ]
I'm fine.
[ He waves a hand again and...drinks some more. Oops? ]
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Would you try it if they gave you lots of money...?
[...HE'S STILL GOING.]
I think I will get you some food. [And so she does, reaching for...is this a bowl of nachos.]
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No.
[ He has no interest in money. Go figure. ]
I said I'm fine.
[ ...aaaand he finished it. You better stop him from getting another Vietnam because he looks like he's about to wave the drink carrier over. ]
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I see--
[OKAY HE SAYS HE'S FINE, BUT, she lifts a hand to place it over his before he can wave anyone over. Hopefully.]
A break?
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Orientation
Now that's the spirit~! And here I thought ya would be one of those who was sittin' with the wall the whole night.
[Joker grins over to him, a plastic skeleton draped over his empty right side. Archer isn't one of his- and trust Joker, he's made sure of things like this- but that doesn't mean he's not going to be nosy anyway.]
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Archer turns at the whistle and frowns at Joker. Even if he technically gave a fair performance (he does his best at everything he does whether he likes it or not), karaoke does not come naturally. At all. ]
If it wasn't required, I would have.
[ Someone sounds a little sour, woops. ]
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Was it really that bad ta do?
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It was terrible.
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I have a feelin’ yer not a performer, then. Where can I expect ta see ya?
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He scoffs. ]
Engineering and on missions.
[ An interesting mix, if nothing else. ]
Should I know you?
[ aka are you a Supervisor or what, Joker? He needs to know how much flippancy he can get away with. ]
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[He can’t bounce around like he used to when he first joined the carnival. Archer, for all that he is a grumpy puss, gets a cheerful wink.]
I’m Joker~. Stage Manager. Dependin’ on if ya do things for the shows, we might chat at each other a bit here and there.
[But, let’s be honest: Peridot will probably be busy bossing him around instead.]
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Archer appears to size Joker up accordingly... ]
Perhaps.
[ If he's fixing something, maybe. ]
Your name is rather convenient.
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[And there is totally no correlation or causation between any of these facts, nope.]
Of course, it wasn't quite this eccentric, but it did well, I'd say~.
Orientation!
Archer has maybe half a second after he sits down before the sound of clapping--from not one but two pairs of hands--can be heard behind him.
Surprise, it's Mari! Sitting behind him, giving him a sincere round of applause for his hard work. She looks genuinely excited. Maybe she just likes Karaoke?]
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Archer scowls a little (don't let the frown fool you, he's actually embarrassed) and huffs. ]
You can save your applause.
[ Apparently, he sucks at accepting compliments. ]
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Save it for who?
[It's not like there's a finite amount of total applause, and any applauding she does for him takes away from future possible clapping.]
You should try to accept it graciously! This is a circus, you know? What are you going to do when it's for real?
[Well. This is real. But if one person clapping is enough to fluster him, then she has to wonder if he's gonna survive the year without some kind of nervous breakdown or something.]
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For someone who likes being up there.
[ Archer is not a performer, in case she hasn't noticed. ]
I wasn't assigned to entertainment.
[ Which is probably a good thing for everyone involved. ]