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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[ She brings two shotglasses of wine between the both of you, looking merry as can be, because she's fairly sure she'll outlast you before getting drunk herself! ]

Whaddya say? Wanna go a round!

Edited 2017-11-23 23:58 (UTC)

Oh my god! Really?! [Papyrus claps his hands to his face, eyes and smile wide.]

I don't remember you making fun of my bed, but I'm sure you only made fun of it... because you saw how cool it was, and wanted it for yourself!

[He winks and smiles a knowing smile; it would look uncannily like his brother if they looked anything alike.]

How cunning of you, getting me another... that's in the same home, where you can admire it any day you like.

[Catch all top level for Tyki Mikk. Prompts will be added as days progress. Prose or Action I will match.]

Edited 2017-11-24 02:19 (UTC)

Item Purchased: Mundane Paint Pack x 1
Gift?: No (to customize Pap's bed)
Total Item Cost: 100
Credits Spent: Flowey (660)

Item Purchased: Swashbuckler Outfit x 1
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: 135
Credits Spent: Flowey (-135)
Additional Notes: Total is now 525 with his custom items in limbo.

Edited 2017-11-24 03:42 (UTC)

Yep-- that's it, exactly.

[ there's like a literal mantra going off in his head that's 'don't be mean don't be mean don't be mean' ]

Why don't we go check it out? It's back in our trailer.

[ Pauses, to add emphasis. ]

You... wanted me to decorate it after all, didn't you?

Yeah, I do!

[And part of that decor is going to be... cool race car aesthetics? How wonderful.]

I thought you would decorate for yourself, rather than decorate through gifts for me... but I accept it! Let's go check it out!

[Maybe this calls for an exchange of decorative gifts.]

[He's refute that, but... He doesn't really know her well enough to. Its just kind of sad hearing her be immediately down on herself.]

Well, that's probably better anyway. It... wasn't something anyone would want to do.

Trust me, you don't want my brand. I would've bought a ton of those low-quality swords and hung them up everywhere.

[ He clips through the ground, heading back towards the portal, popping up a short distance away.

Scuttling with all these new vines is... weird. He thinks it makes him look kinda gross, and not in the badass kind of way. Just in the non-threatening 'ew' way. ]

But who knows, maybe I'll buy some! Just come look at yours. I worked too hard on it to wait.

Of course she's not talking through the door. She's talking outside the door, because she's not Rude. And as it is, she frowns at the flower. ".........It's different," she says rather bluntly. "...It's really different. Your feelings are 'missing'. Like something that's empty, except for the ones you have. ....He doesn't feel like that. He feels like 'calm'. ...Like when someone isn't feeling anything really important. When you feel those things, it's for reasons that make sense, too. ....But when he does, it's not for normal reasons, and it's really messy, and weird, and a lot of people don't like him."

Item Purchased: AfterGlow Pills x1
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (90.)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (90)
Additional Notes: We'll see if it's actually... accepted... by its intended recipient.......

Item Purchased: Books x4
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (36)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (36)
Additional Notes: A hard scifi trilogy with a lot of technical jargon, a book of nursery rhymes

Item Purchased: Fashion Jewelry x1
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (18)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (18)
Additional Notes: Looks like this

Item Purchased: Graphical T-shirts x2
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (26)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (26)
Additional Notes: One that includes THE MAN in its design in big text, another yet to be decided.

Item Purchased: Healing Draught x1
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (45)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (45)

Item Purchased: Rainbow Matches x1
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (22)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (22)

Item Purchased: Faerie Ale x1
Gift?: Yes
Total Item Cost: (45)
Credits Spent: Papyrus (45)

Total Spent in this trip: 327

Edited (next round i should try to spend exactly 329) 2017-11-24 03:09 (UTC)

[Arrival | ~~WildCats/InTheDoghouse~~ Cabin]

[While the party cabin seemed fun he wasn't sure if he was invited given the Ringmaster was around. Also, there was the fact that while Tyki was a man who didn't need an invitation there was this lurking poison in his system that didn't keep him at the minimum party levels for long. He enjoyed sleep too much and so picking a cabin for himself and others was his first priority.

He picks one of the large ones able to situate a normal sized family of six and immediately radios a general announcement cued towards both Ichigo and anyone in Acquisitions/Performance he might be familiar with. He doesn't bother keeping his radio on for replies and only makes the general announcement that he's acquired a cabin at X Location for anyone of that group that doesn't have one. He'll also state that if they wish company but would rather be left alone they can lurk in one of the rooms and he'll leave them alone. It's mostly a courtesy as he understands just how many loners there are in the carnival.

All they have to do is look for the cabin at the location given or the Tease, his purple butterflies, that he uses as a mailbox/delivery butterfly near the front door.]

[Campfire]

[The snow as always comforting with how it blanketed everything and covered the scenic area into soft blues and whites. Everything was hidden under the snow, both the life and death of the world, from the eyes of the tired and weary. It brought out feelings of happiness and memories of his family that didn't even know he was gone at home. It makes him less inclined to hide as he had been for the last week.

Near his cabin he's set up a ring of stones, a few dead logs, and started a campfire literally in the middle of the street so it draws attention. There's hot apple cider or hot chocolate for the kids warmed in a hot kettle near the fire. A large bottle of hard cider sits in the snow near his feet for those looking for something alcoholic that he's more than willing to share. Marshmallows are in a bag nearby for those wanting to top their drinks or roast. A few sticks of fish are skewered, cleaned, and cooking lightly to near perfection. He may be useless at household tasks but this was one of the few things he could actually cook right and it shows.

If someone looks particularly miserable or cold he might call them over to come sit and warm themselves.]

[The Snowmen Cometh | Late Night]

[Out in the middle of the night when the partying is going on hard or people are sleeping he takes to the quiet outside and begins rolling snow. Whether it is in the middle of the street, on porches or doorsteps, near windows looking in, or on top of roofs he's made a lot of them with the intent of a little mischief.

At first there are only a few given the poison won't allow him for that much tasking work all at once. Every night the snowmen begin to multiple as he adds more to the already growing collection of them. If caught, he'll continue creating them and will encourage others to indulge in the fun and mischief without hesitation.

The night of the cure the snowmen will not increase in number, for anyone counting, for a night of rest and renewal. The night after one snow creation will appear in the form of a slender and large simplistic dragon. It'll have very little detail except for bits of ice here and there for decoration but the shape will be easy to tell from the fact he worked on it all night. The next night the snowmen will continue unless they are taken down or destroyed until he either gets bored or it simply stops.]

[Wildcard]

[Aces are wild so chose your own fun. Contact me for other ideas/prompts.]

Swords, huh? That would be a sharp look...!

[Papyrus snickers at his own joke, softly Nyeh heh hehing as he follows along.

The flower's much too small to look like Onion-san, if that's a comfort.]

THE BOOK

Foster is not especially big on snow. Maybe it's, you know, the persistent homelessness experience, or maybe it's the unpleasant association with his birthday. Or maybe it's just that he has approximately negative body fat and there's only so much layering you can do.

Either way, it's not like Foster has any appreciation for or patience for 'having fun.' So most of the time, he's in his cabin, curled up or sprawled out on his bed, reading an impossibly thick, small font tome with closer interest than he's usually capable of. It's nearly the first book he's read in over a year--the only exception is a book about demonology he remembers having read in Portland, and he does not remember the contents of that one in the slightest.

This book, though. Nothing has ever held his attention this consistently--not in months. Not without him bleeding copiously in the process. It's extremely dense and textually tedious, but every few sentences, he finds something that fills him with energy, every few sentences, he can read between the lines--and it's filling him with ideas. He keeps needing to get up, needing to pace and gesture while talking to himself, all claws and inspiration. Nothing you can overhear really makes sense, though. Truth and void and higher beings and creation... the usual, really, but he seems pretty intent on it.

Must be a pretty cool book.

Too bad he'll immediately snap it closed if he sees anyone trying to get a peek in it.

SNOW FUN

There's no escaping the snow here. Anything he wants to do--eat, work on that cure for his petrification, obey the Ringmaster's seasonally-themed command--he has to step out into the snow for.

The only times he can be seen wading through powder and braving the drifts are times he's on his way somewhere--bare-hooved and behatted, and occasionally doing his best to cradle a mug of something warm in his claws.

He doesn't look in the mood for winter fun....

... m-maybe you just have to convince him?

WILDCARD

[More prompts will come, but maybe you just wanna slam-dunk a gift in his face or ask him about the cure or something! You can do that!]

Edited 2017-11-24 03:41 (UTC)

Auh! I...see, [he manages, a little confused to say the least. It isn't exactly how he envisioned ever meeting his new coworker, after all. He knew 'Flowey' was a flower, he knew the flower had a real name, and-

Excuse him as he squints.] ..........I, the man Gongenzaka, have been notified that a member of that family is at the Carnival by our warden, if this is what you ask, [he begins, choosing his words carefully.]

...Why?

[ He can't be THAT anime...

Anyway, here's the trailer. Flowey absolutely threw out their bunkbeds. They're sitting outside.

Welp.

He climbs up the trailer and opens it, waiting for Papyrus to get in to reveal...

A car. Shell. Car shell. Car Shell Bed.

Painstakingly, Flowey used the mundane paint to cover it red, then carefully shaded the details on... he had to constantly reference what a real car looked like, so it's not total garbage (several resets are enough to teach you how to draw minimally), but the open part of the Shell Bed looks like the front view mirror, the rest of it looks like a car.

There you go, buddy. It's not enough to apologize for all of his resets, but... it's a start??? ]

... You just look like a relative.

That's all.

[ Ultranova squirms and wants to see this new person, pawing out of Flowey's vines and facing him! He realizes the word has probably spread about his... self and that not everyone would have the most positive first impression. ]

[Ok, screw the cold chill, these ears are springing WAAAAAAAAAAAAAY UP-] W-WHAT!?

But-

But you are the one who is named 'Dreemur', are you not..!?

I know I don't exactly fit the profile, but--

[ Ultranova jumbles over him, trying to get closer, maybe darting out her alien maw for a lick. ]

☠ Snow Time To Wait ☠

Being kicked out of the work routine again is strange, and with how their holidays thus far have gone... he's really starting to them. But maybe this will be different! Better! They've learned from the past, and the Ringmaster's brought them to... the moon? Which is surprising and neat. But more importantly than that...

They're having a gift-giving holiday, in a snowy town! Wow!! It's like the whole carnival's gone back home. And by home, he means Snowdin.

Clearly, the best way to use all this excess time (and nostalgia) is to run around in the snow. Join Papyrus to enjoy activities such as:

☠ Walks through the wooded slopes, a comfortable pace as he talks about fond memories, and wonders aloud whether it's the same without needing to jump over rows of spikes from time to time

☠ Jumping in alarm as Papyrus shouts out a snow-related battle cry, flinging snowballs at random passersby, and maybe joining in and having snowball fights

☠ And most of all: snow sculptures. Maybe they contribute to the frankly ridiculous amount of sculptures many people are making, maybe they come and admire the process of creation. Even if your character isn't interested in making snow sculptures, or playing in the snow at all, Papyrus is going to pester them: he fully intends to have a snow sculpture contest, and for that, they'll need judges! They can come be art critics and complain about these decorative constructions slowly engulfing the moon.

☠ Have An Ice Time Shopping ☠

As fun as all this snowy fun is (and it really, really is; Papyrus is chipper and skipping like he hasn't in months), there's still the other really important side of things: the gift-giving! And you can't give gifts that you don't have.

For those he doesn't know well or doesn't find anything suitable, he's gotten an art kit with which to make really magical cards and stuff. But that's still not the same as finding something that reminds him of the people he's befriended. Especially when the Ringmaster thrust money at them with which to get the gifts.

So he's spending a couple hours a day wandering the marketplace, browsing all manner of wares. When something neat stands out, he's noisy in his delighted exclamations, muttered comments, and funds counting. Depending on who comes by while he's shopping, he just might hide something behind his back.

Edited 2017-11-24 04:52 (UTC)

[Not where he was going with this-]

I- I, the man Gongenzaka, realize that I am covered with flora...

...But I certainly do not feel I resemble a relative of yourself..!!!

[Papyrus pauses to consider the outdoor bunkbeds.

Coolbone, the crystal-studded Marowak who Papyrus trains, didn't want to visit the moon today. And now he's living large, curled up on top of the bunkbed, enjoying sun and bed at the same time.

With that witnessed, he follows Flowey in to the trailer... and gasps.]

Oh my god!

[It's not a convertible like his last car bed, and it's a good deal rounder... but it's got lights! It's got red! It's... a gift!]

You said you worked on it? Does that mean you did the painting..?? It's beautiful!

"Maybe... it's alive?"

Papyrus, nearby, is studying a snow dragon like that's what Cole's talking about. It's detailed, impressive, and if anybody made this one, they weren't doing it in the daytime.

He goes on to explain his reasoning, "I know a snowman lived in the forest, back in Snowdin!"

Edited 2017-11-24 04:35 (UTC)

Papyrus doesn't think fast, twisting in curiosity and confusion. The snowball clips the top of his shoulder, spraying snow up at his face.

"Oh my god!" he shouts back, but the sound of his voice gives away: he's grinning. And he wipes at his face, leaning over and tapping his head to get the snow out of his eyesockets, before crouching down to get some of his own. "Have a taste of your own ice cream!"

Very likely, she's the one that gives him the idea to start flinging snow at people.

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⇨ THE LUNAR SOLSTICE

NEVER HAVE I EVER > Junko herself!

figure like the 7th? so they've had time to do the customizing

Tyki | OTA unless stated otherwise

NORMAL PURCHASE + REFUND

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Papyrus Purchases Round 2

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Foster van Denend | OTA

EARLY ON..........

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Papyrus ☠ Top Level ☠ OTA unless otherwise stated

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B6 - B11 OTA

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Three

B - Snowballs