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Lost Carnival Mods ([personal profile] ringleaders) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2018-03-21 03:33 pm

⇨ SPACE OLYMPICS

Who: Everyone!
When: Day 30 - Day 44
Where: The carnival, Zargon, and Olympic Spaceship
What: Things return back to normal as the carnival performs for aliens of all sorts at the Space Olympics. Or at least, as normal as it can be when you've got an underfunded and falling-apart spaceship hovering over a deadly planet.
Warnings: Sports and people's inability to do them.

REACH FOR THE STARS

At first glance, the Space Olympics seem marvelous. Aliens from all over the universe, of all shapes and sizes have joined together in an intergalactic display of teamwork and sportmanship. What could be more inspiring than that? It's only when you hang around for a bit that you notice things aren't exactly in tip-top shape.

► OLYMPIC SPACESHIP: This is where most of the events are held. It's a massive spaceship spanning hundreds of miles and consisting of multiple floors. Teleportation discs and space public transport can take you anywhere on the spaceship in a blink of an eye. It has almost every amenity an athlete can think of: multiple gyms, practice arenas, saunas, etc. Likewise, there are plenty of things for civilians and spectators: merchandise stands, shopping malls, grocery stores, and television screens everywhere so people can watch the event. Shuttles to and from Zargon arrive on a regular basis.

► ZARGON: Facility wise, Zargon itself is less impressive than Olympic Spaceship. The carnival and the athlete's village comprise most of the habitable areas. Both are concealed underneath a large biodome, the main thing making the area livable. Enterprising Zargonites have set up stands that let people explore outside of the biodome. Rent a spacesuit and you too can enjoy Zargon's natural wonders, such as the distant red plateaus and the stunning solar winds. Just try and stay away from the toxic mold, naturally occurring pockets of hallucinogenic gas, and ten foot tall Zargon Death Flytrap.

► 1980s TRAINING MONTAGE: Since carnival members can only attempt to medal in one event, why not try different sports to see what that one event is? There's equipment for all sorts of sports: gymnastics, swimming, biathalon, snowboarding, etc. They've even somehow brought space horses up here for Space Dressage! There's also equipment for sports that carnival members might not have even known existed: Space Gymkata, Space Pooh Sticks, Space Limbo Skating, etc. The sky's the limit!

► A BIT OF A BUDGET SNAFU: The Space Olympics is kind of falling apart. After performance week, the carnival is drafted to help out and keep the Space Olympics running as smoothly as possible. This means fixing buildings, breaking up fights, helping in the kitchen, trying to sell merch, etc. If there's a feasible problem, the carnival members will be drafted to help fix it. The biggest problem of all is the multiple mechanical failures: artificial gravity stops working, temperatures on the ship rapidly shift from hot to cold, and the snow machines for Space Slopestyle won't turn off.

► PERFORMANCE: Performance week will start early this stop, to try and get everyone back into the swing of things after the chaos of Wismuth. Athletes from the village roam the carnival, taking in the sights and sounds. A lot of them haven't ever seen anything like the magic of the carnival and it's workers and will proceed to ask question after question about how all of this works: turns out that sci-fi and fantasy don't crossover as much as one would think. Still, don't be alarmed when you turn the corner and there's a Hutt trying his hand at test your strength.
criticallyfucked: (The earth will overflow tonight)

[personal profile] criticallyfucked 2018-04-17 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
Foster has to think about that, because there are a lot of potential answers, and only one right one... if there's any correct answer at all by this point. Truthfully, there might not be.

He's probably missed his window.

Does it even matter?

In a way... well, this is just to make Peridot happy. He has nothing to gain... and she seems, from his perspective, to have grasped that he didn't actually do anything, it's just... he had no right to have cared. He had no legitimate claim to Amethyst's interests to begin with.

".... I'm not a 'normal person.' I'm not even a person." What does she even want him to say now? He pauses, glancing her over somewhat apprehensively.

"But if you want, we can start over."
periphrasing: (Wow hold up)

Tags back two weeks late with THE WORLD'S SHORTEST TAG

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-05-01 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Start over? Start over what, this conversation?" she asks, equally apprehensive. "Wait. How are you not a person?"

Peridot hasn't even pased Foster 101 yet, clearly.
criticallyfucked: (Hold onto your humility)

SHHH I covet every tag from Peridot tbh but also there he goes........

[personal profile] criticallyfucked 2018-05-02 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
If Peridot wanted that first question answered, then she really should not have asked that second one.

But if she's going to ask it, she's better off doing it now than two weeks ago!

"Amethyst collects trash." Foster gives her an extremely disparaging look--but he also looks incredibly tired, for reasons that are frankly too numerous for a full list. The fact that he has to constantly explain this is normally fine with him--he's usually happy to ensure people are properly informed, to thoroughly put himself in his place and get a chance to serve even part of his purpose.

All things considered, it's kind of weird that he's adding in a smile.

"The worthless and disgusting, the discarded, the decayed--just as long as it's garbage! That's why she keeps me around. A defective object like me belongs in such a collection--what else is more worthless and debased than a person-shaped object too terrible even to fake it--!"
periphrasing: (Wait really?)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-05-03 04:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Foster's intense self-deprecating attitude would be one thing for Peridot to grapple with, but what's getting to her worse is how aggressive he seems about it. She's capable of being fairly aggressive on her own, but faced with confrontation by someone who she's ostensibly supposed to be getting along with... that tends to put some fear in her. She flattens her ears, listening to him rant with a look of growing, uncomfortable confusion on her face.

"She doesn't collect garbage JUST because it's garbage, you know," she says at once, as soon as she sees an opening. She sounds harried, seeing the holes in this sinking ship of a conversation and rushing to patch them as best she knows how. "At least, that's the case most of the time. She LIKES garbage but... I think she collects stuff that other people throw out, because she sees the value in things that others would just discard. It's one of her more endearing traits." She smiles to herself a little, then shrugs. "Obviously she still cares about you to some degree or she wouldn't even bother trying. Even if you are, as you say, 'trash'."
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[personal profile] criticallyfucked 2018-05-04 05:34 am (UTC)(link)
Foster looks dubious at these claims. Extremely dubious. He doesn't dismiss them immediately, though--to some degree, it agrees with his knowledge of Amethyst as a sentimental person. But Peridot also didn't argue with him about established facts--she didn't argue that what Amethyst collects isn't trash, or that Amethyst doesn't see it as trash, or (most saliently) that Foster himself is not trash.

She even... barely... confirmed it.

Which means she isn't in complete denial of reality. Finally.

"Mmmm." Something that could be the ghost of a smile crosses over his expression, but if so, it's very faint and very fleeting.

"It doesn't really matter why Amethyst collects garbage, does it?"

As long as that's what she sees him as.

And as long as Peridot realizes he is not a thing to be thanked, but instead sees him as the disgusting pile of rot and refuse that he is--and a thing to be used, a Tool for the purposes of the Carnival...?

The not-even-a-smile he had is replaced with a... much bigger one...
periphrasing: (Looks bad!!!!)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-05-08 05:23 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ummm." Peridot gives him a weird look. "I wouldn't say it doesn't matter, but--"

Stars. No. She can't even follow that train of thought. His face is too distracting. "Why are you smiling like that?" she snaps, fidgeting uncomfortably.
criticallyfucked: (From across the untold miles)

[personal profile] criticallyfucked 2018-05-09 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Foster blinks, once. Smiling like... what? He has no idea. He doesn't actually stop smiling, though, because while he's regained control over a number of things (his saliva and ability to swallow it, for example), his facial expressions are... rather more hit-or-miss.

"I can't really see my own face," he points out helpfully. "So you'll have to tell me what's wrong with it this time."

You know, other than the tragedy of it being his face, which he does understand but can't do much about. He isn't Taako. Also, it would still be attached to him regardless.
periphrasing: (you ok there friend???)

[personal profile] periphrasing 2018-05-11 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
"You're smiling like you're really excited or really pleased about something," Peridot clarifies. "Which seems incongruous to our prior conversation, unless you've suddenly accepted that I'm actually right about everything and you're overwhelmed by the joy of understanding."