⇨ THE LUNAR SOLSTICE

[ringleaders]

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.

Comments

[nevergained]

Maybe.

[But not really.]

Petal?

[It sounds cute.]

[atouts]

"Whatever it is the Ringmaster and the other supervisors might need," Childermass answers with a shrug. It's exactly what it sounds like, or near enough. Acquire this, acquire that, although he doesn't offer up just how he does that just yet. "Supplies more often than not, dull as that may sound."

He won't even get into the entire grand theft magical artifact part of the job.

"A medic, though. I am sure people will be glad to hear that, Mr. Solas, but I must warn you that you no doubt have your work cut out for you."

[wilt]

Petal... definitely suits it, I guess. It's made of them.

... [ He squints up at the leefi. ] What's up with its face? [ Flowey stretches to try to become face to face with it, but-- in an instant, it is no longer a leefi. It is a bush. ]

[wilt]

"Papyrus likes everything," Flowey says with a sigh. "You could get him an action figure? But otherwise I don't know-- he loves cars. Had a dream of being able to drive one on the surface, so maybe you could do something with that?"

He seems to read that he might be getting Papyrus a gift or something, but luckily doesn't know the beef between them, though it's not hard to figure out after meeting both of them.

[wilt]

Guh, I have to entertain kids. I don't wanna think about that to the last minute.

[ He pauses. ]

Sans and I, back home, weren't...... best friends. Pals. Buddies. Chums. His immediate reaction to me being here was a total freak-out. Since he's so tight with the ringmaster, I wonder why I was brought here at all? Maybe the ringmaster believes my story but can't do anything to convince anyone else?

[criticallyfucked]

Foster... bursts out laughing.

Cars? Action figures?

He doesn't want to get Papyrus either of those. Responding to Papyrus' uninvited benevolence with something that smacks of sincerity is repulsive to him, and is unlikely to result in anything besides repercussions later on down the road. If not from Papyrus, then from the Psiionic or Sans. If either of them get wind of it, he'll be immediately suspects of some kind of malicious duplicity with the gesture...

Which wouldn't be wrong, necessarily, but it's still a lot of extra work.

What childish choices!

1/3

[wilt]

"Hey, Foster? If I find out you got that out of me to do something bad to Papyrus?"

[wilt]

"I'm not going to be happy."

[wilt]

"Reira or not."

He clears his throat, because he has to be amicable for Reira's sake, as long as he can keep it up. "But yeah... something that would show him you accept his friendship would be a good token to give him. Or accept him in general. You get what I mean? You can get him one of those texting rings and even if you don't have a matching pair, it's the thought that counts, you know? Or like... one of those cool outfits."

[hippocarnival]

[Yuya pauses and stares for a moment.]

Well, I don't really know what your story is. [He doesn't even really know Sans, so he hasn't heard anything about Flowey except for Reira's admittance to sharing stories. He'd had a hard time parsing Flowey's part in that, though.] But people find all sorts of ways to the carnival, and as long as you're willing to work with the carnival the Ringmaster will work with you.

[He folds his arms over his legs.] It's true she can't just make anyone believe you, though. That's something you have to prove with your own actions.

[Because the way he leads into it, it definitely sounds like something happened. Yuya believes in second chances, as long as someone wants to change. But not everyone agrees to that, especially when they're the ones hurt.]

[criticallyfucked]

Foster laughs again, this time in more obvious delight.

Flowey, if he could have murdered Papyrus, he would have already!

Of course, until his contract with the Carnival, Foster had never murdered any sentient being besides himself.

Even now, he's only purposefully and successfully murdered three... and one of them barely counts. So jumping directly to murder is perhaps a little strong. Then again, why not? He sincerely can't think of anything else that would get to Papyrus...

He stops laughing long enough to ask another question.

"Then tell me what he doesn't like."

[wilt]

He wants to say "You," but that's blatantly not true.

"Junior Jumble. He hates word searches."

Yeah, Foster, he'd be fucking with you were that not canon. "He dislikes... not being in the Royal Guard. Sorry, that's it."

[criticallyfucked]

If Flowey had left it at the Junior Jumble, Foster would have assumed the flower was just fucking with him. Instead, he can't even manage to laugh at this reply; he just looks mildly disgusted. Contemptuous, maybe.

"You really are from the same time and place, aren't you." He doesn't even phrase it as a question.

He sounds disgusted with Flowey too.

[criticallyfucked]

"Mmmm." He makes that impassive humming sound again, the one that is simultaneously ambiguous and deliberate.

"Or something like one..." He trails off, briefly pensive. "I haven't... decided." Either way, he is no more sold on any of the blades he's looking at than he was yesterday, when he looked at them and found them exactly the same as he did today. And the day before yesterday.

He's just... waiting, really. For the decision.

It will happen. Or, it will not.

In which case... it was his fault for pursuing the wrong idea...!

[wilt]

"Oh, did being honest upset you? I'm soooo sorry that there's nothing Papyrus really hates. Does it bother you? That there's finally one person whose skin you can't get under, because they don't have any?"

Flowey really could be a grade-A mess when he wasn't being kept in check.

"Too bad. That was my problem for a while, too."

[kingsroads]

Strange just grins like an idiot as he sees that hat. Because compared to some of the hats out here, it's not a terrible hat but compared to the hats Strange and Childermass own, it's definitely a terrible hat.

"Then it's settled," Strange adds in with a little smirk. "That's the outfit we're buying Childermass."

Wait, we're? Strange doesn't know if that's a slip of the tongue or him just barging onto Lambert's plans but yet, it's a we're now.

[lonesomewanderer]

"I had no intentions of doing so," he scoffs. His place of authority and leadership was back in Thedas, as was hers. Curious as he was regarding the magic of the carnival and those that were drawn to it, it was not something he intended to take control of. The less of an imprint he left on those here, the better.

If she were hoping for a conversation, she would have to find it. His interest in speaking with her was there, but when they had parted ways last, he hadn't expected their next meeting to be so peaceful. His stride remains steady and confident. There was much here he didn't know yet, but he was certain of his own actions as he always had been.

[lonesomewanderer]

He nods and understands as much as he typically does with Cole. Centuries of experience with spirits helped with that. If others were brought to it as Cole had been, it was no wonder that it was a mix of everything all at once.

"Do you feel that same hurt within the carnival itself?" he asks, curious. He had seen the mirrors come alive, he wonders what else might be more living than meets the eyes.

[kingsroads]

[ Strange grins, giving Carly a wide smile to match hers. That's easy: the two best words he's heard all day. ]

Well, let's go ahead and get started then!

[hurtcomfort]

It would definitely be better than giving Cole a push and watching him hit a rock with it because that is 100% what would happen.

"Let's do that one then," said with a little nod. After all, if there's one that can fit two people, then why not have him and Yuya do the same thing? It makes sense in Cole's mind.

[hurtcomfort]

[ And Cole simply nods. He's been as well as he can be. But, then again, this is Cole. Helping out and healing the hurting would qualify in his mind as 'doing well'. He knows what he is and he knows what to do. ]

More well than others, [ is what he simply says.

He's been doing better than some of those in the carnival. Doing better than Lavellan. ]

[destiny_key]

"That's okay," he grins, slightly less awkward now. "I didn't give it to you 'cause I expected anything, hehe."

That's the point of giving a gift, isn't it? Just wanting to make someone happy? Getting gifts is nice, but he doesn't feel like he needs to get one in return. Mostly, Sora's just happy that Lambert liked it; he wasn't sure what sort of things he might like.

[hurtcomfort]

Cole nods at that. "Other things can protect you as well...though I don't know how well they'll fit."

There were shawls, wraps, things like that but Anghel's a bird. It might be a bit hard to finagle those sorts of clothing over or under his wings—and he certainly can't wear boots or socks or anything along those lines.

[hurtcomfort]

Cole nods, taking all of what Julien's saying and remembering it. Take things from the stores, don't take things on hangers, he can remember this, he's got it.

Keep things in his trailer though? He's never really had a trailer before, just as he's never really had things before.

"What should I have in there?" Cole honestly asks.

[hurtcomfort]

"It's for the holidays," Cole explains, as if that explains everything. In reality, it doesn't and Cole has no idea how exactly popcorn and cranberry garland relates to the holidays, just that it made a few people here happy and nostalgic, so he was going to put some on a tree.

He strings a cranberry on the garland as he turns to look at Reira. "Do you want to help?"