lostcarnival | ⇨ THE LUNAR SOLSTICE

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⇨ THE LUNAR SOLSTICE

Who: Everyone!
When: Winter Breaks: Day 6 - Day 25
Where: THE MOON
What: The carnival journeys to one of its moons to celebrate the Lunar Solstice. More information here.
Warnings: Winter fun.

MOON WALKING↴

The journey to the moon only takes a blink of an eye, but it leaves the carnival far away beneath you. The second moon can be seen on the peripheral, massive compared to its usual view. At least when the holidays start out, there will be no notable wildlife on the moon, though this is something you can talk to the Ringmaster about if you think it needs a change. It sounds like this is the first time she's used it in quite a while - it probably needs some dusting off!

Claim your cabins, and proceed to... well, do whatever you want! There is no rush and little obligation, besides to enjoy yourself. For real, this time. She promises there will be no vampires. Or, at least, none that don't already work for the carnival.

► CABINS: Living arrangements are character choice for this event, and there are a variety of cabins of various sizes, mostly built to house 2-6 people, though you can fit more in if you squish. They are all made of wood and of a rustic design - no fancy modern furniture, here! Each building is housed with a fireplace and the needed amenities. You can pick up materials to cook with the private kitchens if you like. Theoretically, you could spend the whole holiday sequestered away, watching the snow fall. Some of them also have outdoor hot tubs available!

► ACTIVITIES: Activities are mostly going to be character driven, though there will be some large group games like bingo and maybe a poker tournament happening at some point in one of the festival halls. Otherwise, there is a lot to offer: skiing, snowboarding, hiking, ice sculpting, snowball fights - it goes on! If you'd like to run a winter activity, just let the mods know, and we will get the word out there for you.

► FEASTING: Every day isn't a full-out feast because that would get a bit unhealthy, but there will be a number of specific feast events over the holidays where everyone is encouraged to let out their inner hedonist and stuff themselves. There will be one big feast per week, with smaller but also delicious meals offered in between. The feast dates will be B12, B18, and B24. There's also plenty of alcohol available for anyone who wants it.

► SHOPPING: As mentioned in the planning post, there is a massive market being run by the World Walker Caravan! The Ringmaster has given everyone 1250 credits to spend on items, but there is a caveat - must spend at least 500 of those credits on gifts for other people. And it better be a good one, if you only buy one! (She will ask that you do not buy her presents, however. She appreciates the sentiment, but it seems sort of silly buying her things with her own money! If you'd like to gift her, please have it be something more personal or handmade, but you are not obligated to get her anything at all.)

► TREATMENTS: The beginning of the holidays will also be about the time that the emergency Medical Team will have finalized their treatments for the Prince's poisoning. Watch out for further information on that - and make sure to get treated if you are suffering from petrification or poison induced illness! The holidays will be a lot more fun that way.

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"You! I don't know your name! Graveyard cat guy!" Aaah, he probably could've chosen better phrasing there... Can the skeleton guy really not see him? Is this a ploy to not talk to him? Well, Julien can't have that, if this is uncomfortable for him it had better be uncomfortable for both of them.

Exasperated, Julien considers his inventory. What does he have that's eyecatching and big but not so big he can't access it with this body? His arm aches after just the amount of waving he's done already, he needs flash and a flag won't do it, the wind's not cooperating.

Aha. He removes a glove and produces a foam hand from a portal he forms over his chest, angling himself and shaking it off so as little saltwater gets on his clothes, then puts that atop the pole he'd also got out here, then gets that raised up. The orange color stands out in the largely monotone landscape.

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Rin, how can you walk around in the snow with no shoes? It makes Sora cold just thinking about it, geeze.

He laughs at Rin's suggestion. "Yeah, it'd be nice. No offence, but it's kinda nice to have my own room, y'know?"

Leading Rin through the cabin and back to his bedroom, Sora shuts the door behind him in case one of his cabin-mates comes back. Some of these presents are for them, too. He reaches under the bed and pulls out two wrapped packages, one bigger than the other, and hands the smaller one to Rin.

"You have to open this one first."

"Oh!! It's... a reminder! And... a portent?" Papyrus realizes, and it's an ominous kind of relief to understand. To whatever degree it is that he understands, so far. This bird (monster?) person did something terrible, through some evil alter ego... and needs the reminder to not split in half again?

Well, aside from the evil stuff, that still sounds a lot like the other bird. Maybe they're distantly related. "Don't be swayed by my nearly careless kindness, that sounds important!"

Because his feet don't fit in shoes anymore! Duh!! He keeps them warm-ish with his fire powers, at least, but stilll... the ends are a little bluer than normal.

"Dude, I totally get it. I've never had my own room before, it's pretty awesome to have your own space. But... I think I'd miss Nosh. She doesn't like this weather."

Rin follows Sora to his room and sits on the bed, handing the envelope to Sora as he takes the gift.

"Ok... I only have this one thing for you, though...! But I hope you like it!"

"I had my own room back home, but when I left, there was always at least three people in our ship at a time. Not a lot of privacy," Sora explains. "So, I haven't had my own room in... two years?"

As Sora carefully pulls open the envelope, he keeps an eye on Rin's reaction to the first present. It's... actually kind of a joke present; it's one of those kids craft packs that he saw at the art supply vendor. He's already pulled out one of the glitter vials that came with it, and sprinkled the inside of the package with some of it. Mostly, he's hoping Rin will laugh, even if he'll probably be covered in glitter for the rest of the trip.

"Tailor-made gifts? Huh..." It's an interesting idea. Eliminates the chance of giving someone something they already have, too.

Leaning over the merchant's table, Rita waves a hand experimentally over a fabric that seems to change color in response to the movement.

"I've never really given gifts to people before," she says, using a matter-of-fact tone even as she admits her uncertainty. "Do people do this kind of thing much where you're from?" A few other carnival workers mentioned traditional gift exchanges they had back home.

[Yuya's surprise only feeds Rita's ego. She smirks with pride.]

The general spell-casting process is similar, but certain components of the formulae are complex enough that casual magic-users tend to only stick to one element. Shadow magic has a reputation for being especially complex, but I didn't have much trouble with it.

Wanna see?

At least Sans has some warning before having to deal with this one - and it isn't warning given to him while he's sick and injured and only half awake. He spends some time deciding what to do before approaching it, this time. At least with the human kid, he's less concerned about immediate violence... they killed with persistence more than they killed with skill, in his recollection.

Eventually, he decides to start things off on a good note - that is, he starts it off by stalking Frisk around the moon village for a fair while, before eventually grabbing a place up on the roof of the cabin they're currently letting themselves into without permission. It isn't even his cabin, but that's not the point.

"Y'know... if you knock, you're suppose'ta wait for an answer before you let yourself in," he says, barely visible from Frisk's position on the ground but heard all the same.

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"Uh--" In his defense, he really didn't expect things to play out like this. "Yeah! He's like Yuto, you know, except he's been in the carnival a while, so..."

So, otherwise, he looks identical to Yuya. He rubs the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry, I thought you two would have run into each other already! Yugo knew you were here."

Get under the bus, Yugo.

Munch, munch. Munch.

"...Didn't you ask us not to say anything about those things?" Reira innocently asks the other girl, taking her second cookie. Whatever. She's not sure she totally understands what Yuzu is upset about, and cookies might not help the sting go away, but they Are Nice.

Also. "....Yuugo, you didn't answer me..." What'd you want her for!!

He dry heaves for a moment against his hand as the contents of his stomach shift uncomfortably. If it had been the porch he would've apologized and then haphazardly might've tried to awkwardly scoop it with his Power to Choose and toss it somewhere. For now he's thankful he doesn't have to handle it.

It's enough to get the dizziness to stop when suddenly dog enters his view and the great monstrous canine is there trying to nose its way into a horrid mix of herb, Lambert's booze, and what is left of his own hard apple cider and a collection of digested apples. Of course, because of said dizziness, he doesn't exactly move backwards and the combination of fur and fluff so close makes him feel rather warm. Thankfully Childermass is there to round up his dog enough where Tyki can attempt awkward standing to get out of the way. It's harder to get up than it is to stand but with his back no longer petrified it lifts with an unsettling crack like he hasn't bent it in a while.

"Baker. That's a good name." A plain name but still a good name compared to other pokemon he's heard named oddly. On his feet and wavering he reaches out to grasp at anything solid around him. There is half regret at chugging all of that Cure at once now but one lived with their choices and Tyki believe heavily in ones ability to choose. "Not to mention you do seem like a dog person."

Papyrus shifts uncomfortably, recognizing the lesson on reciprocity quickly enough. This seems like such an unwarranted escalation... but, then, for somebody who didn't expect surprise snowball fights... the first volley must have seemed the same. So, maybe, he was in the wrong here.

But it's hard to admit it aloud, much less descend from the high ground. Literally or figuratively. Not without voicing a particular protest:

"Hats don't have feelings! Not the feelings sort or the sharp gnawing of canine canines." Admittedly, he's a fairly sturdy skeleton monster, far less fragile than a hat. And likely to heal, in a way a hat... might not. Not without patches. He glances away, and further evades responsibility by suggesting, "Unless... it's a hat monster?"

You know if Sans wanted to ask them out on a date again, light stalking isn't the way to go.

But hey, it's nice to hear a familiar voice even if it really hasn't been all that long. There was that phone call a little while back and they remember it clearly. Don't give up wherever they were because Monsterkind wasn't giving up in the Underground.

And they didn't and haven't. That's why Frisk is here.

Enough of that however. Frisk actually turns around, half expecting Sans to be behind them like always but that quickly proves to be fruitless. So after shutting the door they were about to head inside Frisks backs up a ways to see if he's hanging out on the roof.

"...Knock knock?"

Because that's clearly what everyone is supposed to do when knocking on a door. Beginning ~~terrible~~ good knock knock jokes.

Rin eagerly tears into the package, which means he is... fully and completely covered in glitter. "Aw, man!! This stuff is EVERYWHERE now! Dammit, Sora!" he says, trying to sound angry despite being totally amused and holding back laughter. He grabs a handful of glitter from the inside of the package and throws it at Sora. SHARE! Share in his misery!!

In Sora's envelope is a folded up brochure about the high tech, ultra comfortable "Shell Beds" found in the tech store. The bed itself looks like a giant egg, filled with soft bedding with mood lighting and speakers. "I remember you told me you lived on an island? This bed here, it comes with a way to play background noise, like waves breaking!"

[Just the day before, plenty would have been happening on the moon. In the day hours, a snowball fight of epic proportions blew out for starters, with some people using odd abilities to get the snow flying. Gongenzaka, arguably, even started it...though this was largely because the cure for his own poisoned state was heavily crafted from alcohol.

Also he'd just gotten his new arm, so between the two, testing it seemed like a pretty Neat idea. Cue feast, with more alcoholic drinks, and....

...Gongenzaka is spending day 13 more or less nursing a hangover while also occasionally burying his head into a pillow from shame. He is FOURTEEN, UNDERAGE DRINKING IS UNFORGIVABLE!!! Regardless, the moping is all rather impressive, given that he's 9 feet tall. He dresses simply, for the most part. The bottom needs nothing, and his top is a t-shirt, around which a sash is tied firmly. It, and his new headband, are rather unique, actually. They are grey as stone, with cracks that shine an icy blue...

...They are probably one of the few things Frisk will see, actually, given that most of the lights are out. Gongenzaka's eyes glow in the dark-one shining more brightly than the other thanks to its recent change, and his ears flatten against his mane immediately at the scent of an unknown presence. He faces toward the door and likely towers whoever has entered, both his robotic left arm and normal right one held firmly at his sides.

The man speaks-] ....Who are you? ...Why are you at my cabin?

If Sans were focusing on that particular timeline, he would have found it painfully naive. The entire thing felt soiled by what he now knows to the be the truth - that Frisk wasn't really on their side. Him getting attached, him offering them any trust... it'd been a mistake.

Though he finds his feelings more mixed than he'd like, hearing that familiar voice reacting to that asserting like he'd figured they would, from everything he remembers. It was more than three years ago, now, but it had been repeated enough times to be remembered intimately.

"Who's there?" he replies with and edge of dryness, knowing he has no choice. He can't turn down a knock knock joke, no matter how bitter he feels. It's just not done.

As Frisk pulls back for a better look, they'll see a flash of Sans's skull come into sight before it disappears just as quickly. Mysterious.

"It is?" Carly's eyes are wide with what's quite probably a mix of pride and relief, the colours floating off of her in a wash of gold and orange for the moment.

It quickly snaps back to more startling reds in the mix as she jumps- "AHHHH-! It's fine...!! It's fine, really..! Beside the fact that you wouldn't be the only one without winter clothes, it wouldn't be fair at all if you couldn't come outside too..!

"Plus, you can use this again in the future~!" she adds, beaming.

[Okay they found the Monsters.

Although that thought has no negative associations despite the word, which is probably why Frisk doesn't look so shocked to be face to (kinda) face with a 9 foot tall creature that could probably use them as a basketball. He's actually pretty cool looking.

But holy heck does Frisk have to crane their neck to look up at Gongenzaka.

He doesn't sound too good though so if needed they'll make this quick and keep their voice down. But Frisk does speak politely.]

I'm Frisk, and I'm just looking around.

[That's honestly it.]

Item Purchased: Fiction Book x 65
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: 585
Credits Spent: Connie (585)
Additional Notes: Books will be put in a 'Book Exchange' booth setup at the carnival.
i.e. something like this

Item Purchased: Seraph Wing
Gift?: No
Total Item Cost: 500
Credits Spent: Connie (500)
Additional Notes: yay sword

Item Purchased: Party Console ( Minecraft clone)
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: 135
Credits Spent: Connie (135)
Additional Notes: For Steven! she hopes it counts, since she really wants to play it too...

Item Purchased: Graphic T-s x2
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: 28
Credits Spent: Connie (28)
Additional Notes:
manly energy for Gonganzaka and
be kind to animals for Jasper

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There is a sheer irony to this whole thing but Frisk's more interested in the fact that Sans doesn't appear to be interested in coming down any time soon. It was Sans to begin with and by now they were very used to him popping up in strange places...but they usually could see him.

Frisks knows that Sans definitely could see them or at least is aware of where they're standing. And from his perspective he'll see they're not armed. Although that might not mean much.

But it's no fun to stop a knock knock joke halfway through to question the mysterious behaviors of skeletons so they don't. Instead they keep going and their tone of voice is clear that they think they're having a back and forward with a good friend.

"Diesel." He may have heard this one but it's still pretty funny.

[KIDDO. Well. He can't really say 'kiddo', at this point, with a two year gap, but...]

....Which, evidently, involves entering unannounced into others homes? [He remarks, raising his brows.]

[...

Okay, you've got them in a box. Frisk laughs quietly.]

It was okay back home.

[Although it really wasn't their home. It felt like for awhile, and then pretty much became it after a good long while of the loops.]

I can leave if you want.

Sure, it probably wouldn't work. Not because they aren't equals; that thought hadn't crossed her mind. It's because 9S clearly seems interested in 2B. It's one of the reasons his actions at the ball were so confusing to Rita.

But... he's saying he really didn't mean it the way it sounded? That would mean...

Rita stares right into his eyes and asks, "Are you saying I made a mistake?"

"Diesel who?" he asks, ostensibly from above Frisk now. Not above as in up on the roof - above as in straight above, up in the air, where no obvious object that he could be standing on. Apparently Sans feels like being an especially huge freak today.

There's definitely a method to his behaviour, but whether its a rational one is probably debatable. He's always had a strange way of expressing his emotions.

[NO YOU'RE STAYING NOW HE HAS QUESTIONS-

Which will hopefully be clear as his ears move back upward a bit more, and he moves to get the light on a bit more.] .....Considering how you would have come to the moon at all, it is fine if you wish to stay for a short time, I suppose, [he sighs, shaking his head.] I, the man Gongenzaka, would for certain be acting shamefully, if I were to turn you away so quickly.

[That said.] Th-Though, was it really 'okay' to merely wander into other's homes?!

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