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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. |
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His face lights up in relief when he finds the right one, only to switch to a more dumbfounded one when the appearance of the figure cleaning the windows.
The paper slips from his hands, fluttering to the ground.]
You... you... you're... ?!
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He's a skeleton. No skin or ears or eyeballs at all. Just bones and clothes, his cheekbones somehow stretching into a wider smile. He waves and skips over to Gottlieb.]
Hey! Are you calling out to me?
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Eeee ...
[Somehow, in spite of all the craziness he's had jam packed into such a short time, it is this that may have finally caused Gottlieb to short circuit.]
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That sound... You want something from me. But what could it be...?
[The gray-skinned fellow doesn't look like the sort to chew on bones, but one never knows for sure. Especially since the people here are from all sorts of places! He taps on his jaw for a second, considering.]
Well! Take your time! I'm not going anywhere.
[He says it brightly enough, but given his confident stance as an armored skeleton, that promise might come across as more of a threat than a reassurance.]
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Y-you don't intend to bedevil me, do you?
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I might bebother you a little bit.
How do you feel about pranks?
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[It's clear he wasn't expecting THAT question, but at least he's seeming to lose some of his bodily tension.]
I suppose they can be a bit of fun, if done in good taste.
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[Papyrus nods a few times, grinning, completely satisfied with this well-deserved validation.]
Some cheerful capers would be just the thing for a good housewarming.
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[Hands wave in front of him!]
Should we not wait until we are more settled into our new surroundings?
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[He claps a hand to his mouth.]
I merely intended to target you with a few! But your idea is way better!!!
We can get to know our surroundings, and each other, and our coworkers... by pranking those coworkers!
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All I wish to do is rest tonight! It has been a very long... day? I am not even quite sure about the passage of time at this point.
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[Papyrus isn't convinced of the merits of this whole "rest" thing, but it's not like this is Sans.]
Good thinking!
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I suppose I had better familiarize myself with the accommodations. I have never inhabited a dwelling such as this!
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[It's so small. And yet, maybe that's a good thing?? He doesn't have to cook in the house, with that dining area for everyone. And he has more than enough cleaning to do!
The skeleton follows after, not wanting his guest to go out of sight. Any looming is mostly unintentional.]
Did you want the grand tour?
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[Gottlieb is just whimsical enough not to instantly realize how short a tour it's going to be. It had the word 'grand' in it!]