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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"Aw, Mister Tyki..." Doll blushes and sinks her face down into her folded arms until only her eye is left visible, looking at Tyki with intense embarrassment. A million things? There can't be that many things about her for anybody to like. She was pretty straightforward, honestly.

He makes it sound so easy though, when he lists off everything he likes about himself. Doll is curious about the scars, and the kind of 'damage' that he's talking about, but then he's poking her nose and she's panicking a little.

"My turn?! Aw, c'mon, I didn' even have a chance ta think!" she whines, diving back into her arm-fortress. More disgruntled noises come out of her arms before she looks up again, pink-faced and determined.

"I'm. I like. I like that I wanna see people as good people. Even if it gets me slapped sometimes," she says with a frown. "'N I like my cartwheels."

Pretty straight forward, a lot of life, a lot of charm, a good talent, an ability to make him both laugh and smile. There are a million things he could say even for her tomboyish good personality. She's a right good spark of life and she should know it.

Loving yourself was easy. It was taking all the bad things and picking out the good from it. He had learned that some bad habits could lead to pretty good circumstances. Sometimes screwing up just let someone know how much everyone else cared.

"They are very good cartwheels. What else?"

Doll groans again. This is hard, and it's not fair. Tyki's probably thought of these things his whole life, and Doll hasn't had a chance to because she's never had anybody ask what she likes about herself until right now. She keeps on frowning, letting him know how much she disapproves of this game-- especially when she's still a little tipsy-- but doesn't outright refuse to answer.

"I like... I like that I c'n share things with people without feelin' scared or like I deserve it more."

Doll. Sweet, sweet, doll. This is the whole point of this small conversation. It's so she has to think and point out all these little things that make her happy. Loving yourself made things easier and allowed worries to melt away. He lives so lazily and carefree because he doesn't care what many think of him. Then again, he had his own reasons as well. It's hard to care when everyone and everything was going to die in the end.

"That's also a good one. Want to keep playing or shall I take you back to your trailer? I'm certainly not going to leave you here. Though, if we stop playing now I'm just going to ask you again later."

"What?! That's not fair!" Doll whines and sinks further into her elbows, but processes the rest of what Tyki says in short order and looks very upset.

"No, don' take me back to my trailer! Joker's with you, and I'll be by myself!" Drunk and by herself, it sounds absolutely hideous. She lets out a lower-pitched whine next and covers her face. "But what's Tamaki gonna think if I show up like this?!"

"Why isn't it fair? You have to learn to love yourself as much as you do others."

He's already walking around to pick her up onto his back or bridal style into his arms though there is always the possibility she could just wind her body around him and he wouldn't complain, "Well, you could come with me to my trailer and I can sneak you into a spare room or we can bring you to this 'Tamaki'?" But oho, his opinion matters to her? Well then, "He something special to you? A sweetheart perhaps?"

"Because--! Because... can' we jus' do it once 'n be done with it?" This seems like a hard thing without much reward, so clearly the answer is to just plow through and not play this game ever again.

Pouting, but never one to turn down touch, she lets Tyki pick her up and she orients herself until she's riding on his back with her legs around his waist and her arms around his shoulders. "Yeah..." she smiles happily, letting her head loll against Tyki's shoulder. "He likes me. 'N he's so handsome, right? Fellas like you 'n him get me all nervous, 'cause ya look so... perfect. Like a paintin', or a statue."

She deflates against his back and fidgets a little. "Was right surprised when he kissed me right on th'lips."

"I don't know. Do you love yourself yet?" he asks with a bit of teasing. "Maybe we don't have to do it every time." Just most of the time and because she's cute when she flusters.

She's light for a young woman and even with her pressed against him he's careful to treat her like a little lady. He looks back at her smiling face, "Well aren't you just all sorts of flattering, Doll. Nothing to be nervous around me for." Now that he knows she's taken she's off limits, not that he was particularly hunting someone he feels is like a little sister or niece.

He's outside now as he carries her down the long stretch of road, "Well if he's that serious I doubt he'll mind you a little tipsy. Or I can sneak you in through the wall if you just point which section is your room~? Unless of course you're sharing a bed already."

"If ya want ta see me, we won't do it every time," she says with a pout and a little dig of her heel into his stomach. She'd run out of things to say if he kept on dragging all this out of her every single time they met and talked. That wasn't to say that she didn't appreciate what he was doing, but she can barely string two thoughts together much less talk about what she likes about herself.

"S'not flattering, it's true. Ya said it yerself, and I think it's true," she rests her chin on his shoulder as they move down the road. Technically he'd said that he liked his hair, but Doll has just equated that to mean he likes all of himself because he's pretty. Right? Right.

"Mm, yeah we share," Doll shrugs a little, like this is not a thing at all. "He was a little odd about it at first, but I jus' don' like sleepin' alone. S' lonely." She's a barnacle, and does not apologize for being a barnacle. "Whaddya mean 'through the wall'?"

He laughs softly as she adds a little oomph to her words and he'll bounce her just a little before stopping so he doesn't make her queasy, "See, I knew you had a bit of bite to your words, 'm'lady."

It doesn't stop him from being a bit of a brat when she starts to compliment him and he had to nod along with her words, "You don't have to tell me that though and yet you chose to. Thank you, regardless." He knows he's handsome and he flaunts it.

"Exactly as I said, through the wall~ We'll walk right through it to the other side." He had thought by now Doll would've caught onto what he could do but then again during Strange's performances on stage he did tend to watch her on the tightrope. Perhaps she never got to watch him. "Now which cabin is yours."

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"Sure I do! 'M not all flowery and dainty like some people think," she grouses as she settles back against Tyki after the bounce. Which was kind of fun, if she's being honest, but definitely not something she should do right now. Something definitely sloshed inside of her.

"Yeah well, it's nice ta hear nice things. World's plenty mean already," she mutters, though she's close enough to his ear that it really doesn't matter if she drops her voice. There's a definite soft and pensive note in her voice though, like she's remembering something not very nice at all. Big surprise there, though.

Doll squints at Tyki, curious but also unconvinced. No, she hasn't seen his performance, between being a makeup artist and performing herself she's always a little busy during shows. But she'll humor him-- everybody's a little weird in the carnival. "'S that one, with the blue roof."

"Must be something else you love about yourself. Such sassiness," he says with utmost adoration. He doesn't call her princess because he believes she's a proper lady after all. She's just a special princess to him at least. Plus it is his way of affectionately teasing.

"Isn't it?" he agrees complacently. There's not a lot he can disagree with. The world needed to end and begin anew once more. Then things would be right for a short while. He reads tone and body language well but he won't comment on it.

He spots the building and walks towards it with a purposeful stride. His hand does slide up her leg to her hip and then her back with more of a push on it towards his own body and he'll do so in order to make sure she doesn't get stuck in the wall. He walks forward, choosing not to touch the wall while choosing to touch Doll and with a slow pass to ensure she's alright, Doll will go right through that wall with him as his body encompasses enough space to pass through that wall to the other side.

She giggles into Tyki's shoulder. "Naw, bein' smart with my siblings jus' got me a slap 'cross the mouth. S' not nice." But she does it anyway... "Maybe yer righ' though. I like, I like that I always tell people exactly how I feel! Then nobody has ta guess how 'm feelin'."

The comment from Tyki doesn't go unnoticed, but she's very focused on being walked through a wall right now. For a few moments, Doll is certain he's doing this for a laugh, that he's going to smack right into the wall and laugh about it being a joke for her benefit. But then they walk through the wall.

Doll looks very startled and begins looking around the cabin. No sign of Tamaki, but this is definitely where they're staying-- it has all the hallmarks of two teenagers living alone while on vacation. "Wow... wow!" she shouts, amazed.

"You won't have to worry about that with me," and he means it. Hurting a kid just was uncalled for and growing up in an atmosphere where one always had to be perfect, he can understand a good slap in the mouth. In his new family, things were calm and loving. It's how a family should be. "It makes it easier that way than hiding."

His grin spreads wide when it seems like she's enjoying herself. He was never the one to really need to impress anyone but when he wanted to show off he did like the audience. It's why his performances were always flashy and over the top as a magician.

"Glad you're pleased," he says with a hint of amusement. He's heading towards the bedrooms and looking for the one that looks inhabited. Time to put this little lady to bed.

The one in the loft level seems to be the one they've been using, if the nest of blankets is any indication. But there appears to be no Tamaki, despite Doll calling out into the empty cabin.

"Aw, he didn' see your trick," she says with a pout. Just a few minutes ago she was nervous that Tamaki would see her inebriated, but apparently it's now a shame he wasn't home to witness Tyki coming through a wall with Doll on his back. Logic.

He'll make his way up there with slow steps as not to sway her too much. He's in no hurry to put her down as he could lift a few tons and be fine with the weight. Not to mention he is used to this with his niece at home who could fall asleep against him at night while he was reading.

Once he does get to the bed he will turn around and set her down on it with a chuckle, "There is always time for that later."

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