⇨ 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.

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B11 MINGLE: Booze Bath Party Time

[pipers_son]

Now that the research team has come up with a cure for both the poison and the petrification, there's only one thing to be done:

Get everyone into a communal hot tub and booze it up. Cure? Oh, yeah, that too.

Joker, the resident Stage Manager, has put out a call for everyone afflicted to come together at one of the spas around, because what's the point in getting healthy (and drunk) if it's not with each other? So feel free to come on over. The outdoor hot tubs are.... probably big enough for everyone to pile on in there.

Also, there are lifeguards on duty to watch these shitshows, right?

[pipers_son]

[Since he was the one to make the announcement over the radio, it's only fitting that Joker is at the hot tub first...]

A - Bath Bomb

[...Which also means he's the first one to drop the medicinal sphere into the hot tub. Leaning against the rim, clad in a big (inappropriate) jersey and booty shorts, Joker watches it.]

...Huh. Should it be foamin' up like that?

B - Booze

[Once the "medicine" has properly dispersed in the water, or at least his particular ball, Joker doesn't waste any time in sinking in with his wings carefully. He has an entire leg to heal, after all, and anyway.... It's fucking cold out in the snow, stone leg or not.]

[And yet, as he's in there... Is he pulling out the drink he was told to have before or after the bath?]

[Listen, don't judge his life.]

C - Joker's Wild

[He's going to be here, and drunk, for a while, so go with whatever you like.]

B

[criticallyfucked]

[Foster has not inquired about the drink, nor has he investigated it besides trying to smell it--which prompts him to immediately cork it again, so that's how far that got.

Watching Joker knock his back, though, prompts a question.]

Weren't you supposed to not do that?

[pipers_son]

S'fine.

[This is in fact highly debatable, but hey. No one has yet to actively stop him. Lowering the drink, he eyes it and gives a small swirl to see if there's much left. Just a bit, although he's gotten most of it. With that figured out, his gaze flicks over to Foster.]

They said ta be supervised. If it was really dangerous, they'd have made me take it down while I Was right there gettin' it.

[At least, that's what Zecora would have done. Perhaps no one has told the new medics yet what bad ideas the carnival is full of. Poor souls.]

[criticallyfucked]

[Foster knows what booze smells like. Even with a completely average sense of smell, wine, beer, vodka, and so on all have a very distinct... odour.

The thing is, he hates it. He hates drinking, and he hates alcohol.

So he considers Joker's argument for a moment, but--

Well. He seats himself at the edge of the water, long horselike legs hanging in the water, and carefully places his... medicinal orb... in the water.

And offers Joker a wide, unhelpful smile.]

Good luck with that.

B

[prazerbutterfly]

You probably shouldn't drink that while you're in there but I know I'm going to.

[He says both scolding and yet indulgently towards Joker's earlier suggestion. They would be together and someone was bound to watch over them. Not to mention he wasn't in any danger of drowning.

But um, that is totally him shedding his coat, then his shirt, gloves and pants. He has little to no shame right now and Joker will get a first hand look at those thick and angry scars that run across his back and chest. It almost looks like he was cleaved in two at some point. The ones on the front are far thicker and worse than the ones on his back. The petrification has gotten worse enough that it started to creep up those manticore wings.

Yet he doesn't mind anything at all as he drops his own orb into the water and gets right in with him. At least he's in high spirits now.]

[pipers_son]

All the bad decisions should be in one place anyway.

[Huh, did he mean for the words to come out in exactly that order? He feels like he might have missed one. Or three. Whatever, it doesn't really matter. What matters is the drink he's just taken a swig of, and Joker ignores the strain to his wings hooked over the edge of the tub to just... sink back a little.]

Christ... That's.... A herb garden. To the dirt.

[prazerbutterfly]

[He sinks down to his mid chest with the intention of soaking his own wings and the back of his neck. He doesn't have to worry about anything else when it comes to the petrification.

He sighs contently at the water before kinking a brow up at Joker's comment.] Is it?

[Well, speaking of bad decisions he's just going to open his and swirl it a little before he just places it to his lips and downs the entire thing right there in front of him with no restraint. Time to knock it all out at once. This is totally fine, right? In his defense no one told him not to do it all at once. Just not to do it in the spas.]

[pipers_son]

[If not for the wave of intoxication that has slammed into him and dragged him via a riptide of booze away from the shores of sobriety, Joker could confirm that, yes, that's exactly what it tastes like.]

[By the time he resurfaces to his senses, however, Tyki just downs the whole thing, and Joker bursts out cackling. Bad idea- he nearly tilts forward and, if not for his wings, he'd fall facefirst into the water.]

[So that was good planning there.]

That's one way ta do it!

[espigeon]

[Julien shoves his big feathery head over the tub edge, possibly over Joker's shoulder, so he can look at the bubbling goo and smell it from up close.]

Oh, gross! You'd better keep your wings out of the water, man, your feathers will get gummed up and lose their waterproofing and then your skin gets soap burned and that's the worst. Trust me. Fancy bath feathers and... wait, fancy bath products and feathers don't mix great.

[Someone shotgunned his treatment. Julien weighs over four hundred pounds - which is still a lot less than he looks like he weighs, he's huge - so it takes a lot of alcohol to affect this body. But he had to take a lot, in turn.]

Unless fairy feathers are kinder than bird feathers, in which case, gum away, you lucky sob. [yeah just going to say 'sob', not S.O.B.]

[pipers_son]

[Oh, okay, wow- Joker feels himself pressed a little too close to the tub as Julien presses up against him to shove his head over Joker's shoulder and attached wing. Amused, he nudges the other back a little with his good arm.]

Oh, trust me, I don't plan on puttin' my feathers in this nonsense. I'm trying ta get unstuck, not just make things worse but for a different part of myself.

[Leaning against the tub a little more properly, he hums.]

I was thinkin' of keepin' them hooked on the outside. Keep me from topplin' forward, and all that.

[espigeon]

[Whoops. Julien resumes being aware of personal space, his tail not just shivering but shaking behind him. That's the equivalent of laughing, from this body. All the feathers on his head and neck are puffed out and soft looking.]

Oh good! There's always normal hot water anyway. Which you might still need, I think you may end up coming out with sparkles or line a sheen or something? I wonder if it's good for skin!

As long as they don't get sore, right? It's not like you'll be falling asleep in there.

[dontpokethat]

Ginko is not poisoned, does not need the cure, and has little interest in... hot tub parties or whatever to begin with.

He does, however, feel obligated to make sure none of these dumbasses drown, seeing as how he's pretty sure there's no way to actually deter them from making bad decisions here.

So he's just kind of sitting off to the side, wrapped up in his coat and scarf, frowning around a cigarette.

Does an irritable deer man count as a lifeguard? Probably not, but he's here and ready to pull anyone out that needs to be pulled out.

[criticallyfucked]

[Good news, Ginko: Foster is not the one you need to look out for here.

Not yet, anyway.

He's sunk himself deep into the bath to immerse the part of him that's petrified--his head tilted back to expose his throat, foamy green water up to his chin. He looks....... content.

Maybe a little.... too content?

But he isn't bleeding....

He is, however, glowing.]

[dontpokethat]

[That's... new.

Like, a lot about that is new. Foster not looking miserable and also the whole glowing thing. He doesn't seem to be in trouble or anything, but... hm.]

...You doing alright, Foster?

[That sure is a way of asking that.]

[criticallyfucked]

[Ginko earns a withering look, but really nothing harder than that; he doesn't even lose the smile.]

What do you think?

[Okay, it's a little sour, too. But even that is pretty mild, considering.]

[pipers_son]

"Ginko~."

Uh oh. Look who's feeling the alcohol part of that poison cure? At least, it's either that or the spa that is responsible for the rosiness which has taken over Joker's still makeup-lacking face. With his wings, he probably shouldn't have twisted around in the hot tub at all, but he is, and so someone is probably getting a face full of wing. It's fine. With his arm crossed around the rim of the spa, he grins nice and wide over to the other man. It's a bit different than his usual (fake) smiles, but that is also probably the alcohol.

All of that is really unimportant right now, however. "Ya look better!"

[dontpokethat]

Oh boy time for Drunk Joker, Part Two. At least this time he's not crying in a tree, so that's an improvement. Now Ginko just has to worry about making sure he doesn't pass out in the hot tub and need to be hauled out before he drowns or something.

It's kind of nice to see him smiling for real, though. Even if it's just because he's drunk.

"Hey, Joker." He raises a hand in a small, probably unnecessary wave. "Guess that's probably because I'm feeling better. More time to rest since we've figured this cure out."

[pipers_son]

"Good." A long content sigh rushes out of him, adding a little more warmth to the cold snowy air. As if the steam wafting out from the water wasn't enough. "Good, because, ya were attractive, a bit, but that was shit, ya shouldn't be like that. Like shit." Did he let that slip out? It's fine. Joker figures it is, anyway. It's not as if he's been subtle that Ginko is more attractive than he thinks he is.

That's not really important, right now. Instead, slumped against the hot tub with his arm propped out awkwardly, he starts turning his wrist in circles in a slow awkward gesture. Hey. Hey.

C'mere.

PASTRIES 4 DAYZ

[sunflowerfields]

On one hand there's a cure for this terrible poison! On the other hand, it's an alcoholic drink. Hinawa vastly disapproves of giving alcohol to children and manchildren, but she'll relent if it helps them.

Just in case, though, she brings baskets upon baskets of piping hot pastries for everyone to eat to take the edge off. Some are sweet, full of berries and preserves, while others are stuffed with meat. And of course, they're perfectly flaky and buttery.

"Here, eat, eat!" She insists. "It'll work better on a full stomach!"

[pipers_son]

As someone who never grew up with the concept of hot tubs, and how you shouldn't get smashed in them, Joker is probably treating this way too casually. Still, he figures he should be fine. They're in public, so any drowning will be quickly taken care of, and, anyway, his wings don't allow for that to happen easily at least in such a small space. Or, at least, a space that curves as it does.

Still, the idea of eating had missed him by, and he grins as he turns away from the drink he's been contemplating blearily. "And there's a lady's know-how. What would we do without ya, Hinawa?" Well, besides get poisoned and all that. Whatever.

[scientificist]

Herbert is here! Wow, what a relief. Just the guy all of everyone here wanted at this drunk bath party. He has his overcoat on with the lapels turned up by his ears against the wind as he arrives, but he straightens them back down again before going over to talk with Ginko about what to expect.


When that's done, he sits down (presumably as Ginko takes Joker away), crossing his legs at the knee and staring intently at the hot tub. He is Here To Supervise.

[prazerbutterfly]

He fell asleep over a half an hour ago and if Herbert noticed him when Ginko left he'll notice now that Tyki was no longer there in nearly a span of a few seconds. The truth was he had slipped into the slime finally as wings gave way and his body slurped into the thick slime completely from head to toe. With his Power to Choose passively active it was surprising that he hadn't disappeared through the Moon already. Perhaps it was his mind recognizing he needed to stay in the tub or his dream making himself cozily snug against the floor of the spa tub just so. Or maybe it was the fact that for the last week he often slept inside of his water tank within the Big Top.

No matter how Herbert discovers he's missing Tyki isn't drowning at least even if he might not be aware of that. Oops. One day he might listen.

[scientificist]

Herbert is only sitting for approximately 5 seconds before what has changed about this scene occurs to him and he explodes upwards to his feet, striding over to the hot tub. The slime is....translucent, rather than totally opaque, and he can see the shape of Tyki at the bottom. This could be a case similar to Sans--but it was easier to deal with with Sans, what with him being an animate skeleton. Tyki seems human enough, despite some slight blood abnormalities which means Herbert can't just let this slide.

He struggles out of his overcoat, and then his suit jacket, tossing both over by the chair before reaching into the hot tub in his shirt sleeves, trying to grab at Tyki. Immediately, he misses, or he thinks he does, anyway, hands waving through Tyki. His fingers grasp through the slime as he tries to get a hold of Tyki who is, somehow, unreachable despite being perfectly visible at the bottom of the hot tub, Herbert leaning in, up on one toe to try and reach him.

[prazerbutterfly]

At least Herbert has some style underneath the tacky overcoat and he can give him moderate credit for that. The best part of originally being human is that he basically was. It was only for the fact that he shouldn't be sleeping in slime in the first place that made him prolonged to some dangers at the way oxygen didn't filter the same way. He's still unharmed or would be for a decent while. He shouldn't try to test that theory in any case. The carnival always had strange effects on his powers.

Herbert might find difficulty latching on with that tingly sensation until it starts to bother Tyki and he's somewhat jostled awake. Bubbles escape to the surface with a pop as Herbert finds holding all of a sudden somewhere on Tyki's back. He can't exactly choose not to touch the petrification and with the feeling of being touch his whole body deactivates all at once. Tyki's not exactly helping with hefting himself out of the slime but he'll make a grunt once he can breathe properly out of the slime, "Oi...everyone is such rude awakeners." Tyki, that isn't even a word.