⇨ 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

[espigeon]

[He doesn't sway, his body's really quite stable, but perhaps a glazed look can be read into his eyes.]

I kinda slammed my doses just 'cause it tasted kind of... it tastes bad. The cure tastes bad. I was thinking I had to take both at once, if I didn't it would just not go away, maybe? The symptoms.

...but you know, I've never had both of me drinking stuff. Maybe I should've stayed put.

[pipers_son]

Ah...

[Shit, he didn't even think of that. Julien's human body isn't stuck freezing to death in a snow pile, is he...]

Is yer other half stayin' put or is that elsewhere?

[espigeon]

It's fine! It's fine. I was gonna piggyback but I kinda slid off, so I found a chair. See?

[He gestures with his head. There's Julien with a patterned shawl over his shoulders, raising a steaming mug.]

Also, I did totally eat something and I'm drinking water, even. Well, cocoa. There shouldn't be a hangover. There'd better not be a hangover. I want to get back in the air.

[pipers_son]

[Leaning around Julien's bird body, Joker gives a vague sort of wave to Julien 2. Well, as long as he's fine and.... not moving.]

Can't say on the hangover front. I mean, even if ya did everythin' right, who knows what they've put in this stuff, yeah?

[espigeon]

[That Julien waves his pedipalps and resumes drinking the mug's contents.]

You're right! Ugh! It kinda smelled like feet, under the herbs? So gross. Man that's what I hate about drinking. Besides being drunk, I mean.

[pipers_son]

Mate, we have got ta get ya better liquor that ain't from Lambert. I promise ya there's good stuff.

...And it's probably not this heavy.

[Seriously, what the fuck Lambert]

[espigeon]

I've had better liquoir. [There's an odd musical whistle to that pronunciation, very much more a bird sound than anything made by a human tongue. Julien notices it too and carefully enunciates afterwards.] I know some of it tastes better than feet. Or like nicer feet. But I don't like being drunk at all, Joker, you know why?

[He's leaning in and hopefully not prodding Joker's ear with his beak. Anyway here's a whisper, surprisingly very quiet.]

You can't take care of people when you're drunk! They have to take care of you!

[Julien's under the influence, but not enough to start spilling sad backstory. This is plenty. He nudges at Joker's scalp with his operculum and pulls back again.]

And then you get embarrassing! Oh my dignity, et cetera.

[pipers_son]

[Oh. Okay, this is- happening, he guesses, and Joker lets his head be nudged while keeping in mind the location of his antlers. Wouldn't want to accidentally take out one of his eyes, and all that.]

Well, unless, y'know, everyone is drunk. Or yer drunk alone. Some folks prefer that.

[espigeon]

[Whelp, it's time to preen himself, get those neck feathers cleaned and rearranged and nibbling gently at the spiky little pinfeathers. He can still talk, though, because he uses the syrinx in his chest rather than lips and tongue.]

Eh. I always used to be designated driver for a reason! That's, uh, that's the one who's sober and takes everyone home because if you drive drunk, you really super shouldn't drive drunk.

But birds can't drive.

[pipers_son]

[Oh, he recognizes fidgeting behavior when he sees it. Joker is a kind soul and sober, however, so he keeps quiet.]

Well, no one drives here anyway. Just flies.

[A pointed stare at Julien's.... everything.]

[espigeon]

I don't drink and fly, Joker. That way leads madness.

[Pause.]

Did you know, I can't always see glass? If it's clean and the angles are right it looks like there's nothing there. That's embarrassing as fuck, you know.

[pipers_son]

[...]

Julien, have ya flown inta windows while drunk?

[espigeon]

[He snorts loudly.] Of course not! Have you seen how big I am? Windows won't fit me. I don't make a habit of flying close to the ground when there's buildings, or actually buzzing buildings. I've landed on roofs and balconies but that's very controlled, very cool, yeah.

No. I have walked into sliding glass doors while drunk.

[pipers_son]

Oh, right, those things. [Joker forgets they exist sometimes, being from where he is and how variable the stops they go to are.]

And yer sure ya don't need anyone ta watch over ya?

[espigeon]

Nah, nah. You're sweet for asking but unless this is magic, evil potion I'm not even getting to the staggering stage. Still wouldn't drive. Still don't trust myself to fly yet.

[pipers_son]

Well, just don't do anythin' stupid, alright? If ya can remember that much in five minutes.

[espigeon]

You're such a guardian angel. [He turns his head so both eyes are visible and winks.] Get it? Yeah?

[Julien go home you're mildly drunk]

[pipers_son]

[Holy shit, Julien. Joker snorts.]

I'm a guardian "angel" who's gonna be smashed in a hot minute here.

[espigeon]

Hush. Hush. Let me keep my high opinion of you while I go sleep this off.

[He's gonna meander away in a second, not inebriated enough to stagger.]

[pipers_son]

Ha. Then I'll say no more. Have a good rest, Jules.