⇨ 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.

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[faking]

[Alois clings to his radio as a source of attention—he makes few calls himself, but answers whatever pages he receives usually with startling swiftness. So Kashuu gets a response almost right away:]

Haven't any red. [Despite his eagerness in answering, he manages to sound blasé. ...] What have you got to trade?

[kashuu]

( oh good, a reply! even sounds like someone who's willing to help him out if he gives a good deal. ) Well, uhh, I have nothing to trade on me but like, I'm a designer here so got a cute outfit in mind? I can make that a reality for you.

( tapping a finger on his leg as he thinks about it. ) But that's like if you're into cute clothes, I mean, I can do super serious if that's your thing but a skirt with frills isn't bad, with a pair of cat stockings.

[faking]

[That's... worlds better than anything Alois had expected to hear. Clothes. Cute clothes, even. Now he wishes his nail polish was red. Well, at least he's got the shampoo.

He has to pause for a drawn out moment to contain himself. When he's sure he can sound properly composed, he says, primly,] How doable are some shorts? [As if he doesn't have a thousand pair already. But,] You know, those pumpkin type of shorts... They're— [He can't help it. He sounds excited.] They're charming, aren't they?

[kashuu]

Charming? Don't you mean like super cute!? ( now we're getting somewhere, he believes he saw a pair not too long ago and they do fit his taste, even more if there's ribbons attached to them. )

They're very doable, would you like me to find you a pair or design you a pair, I wonder if the tailor will make them. ( a small hum as he brings up his previous idea. ) How do you feel about ribbons?

( there's a grin on his face through this conversation. )

[faking]

Super cute, [Alois agrees, and the softness of his voice is hiding a smile. He's closer than he has been in ages to genuine laughter, instead of something mean and mocking. It's probably dumb to feel so pleased about something like this, but look, he'll take what he can get.] I like ribbons. I like them very much. But—you know— [Of course, he can't be too magnanimous.] I don't know about your skill with designing! Can I trust it?

[kashuu]

I'm glad you like ribbons, you have reeeaaally good taste, y'know that? But I'll be sure to add that in with what you like. ( kashuu raises his brow at the other's claim, taken aback by such a thought so that he can't help but take up for himself. )

Why couldn't you trust it! Have you seen how I dress myself? .. Wait. ( they've yet to meet in person so maybe it's that. ) You could, like, meet me and gauge that for yourself, which I'm pretty sure you wouldn't want anyone else to dress you after meeting me.