EVENT LOG: LOOK! A DISTRACTION! OVERFLOW

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Look! A Distraction! Festival log overflow. The original log can be found here and part two of the event can be found here.
When: Days 338-341 (Oct. 8-15)
Where: The castle courtyard.
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

[ All barriers are coming down for this five-day event: both the ones between the gods and their Travelers and between the city and its center. The castle courtyard is open to any and all for the next five days. NPC booths with games, snacks, and trinkets fill the space both along and around the entrance with plenty of room to spare for anything the Travelers might want to set up for themselves. Music and food fill the air at a constant, with firepits and decorative torches burning at night to light up the courtyard in an earthy glow and keep everyone warm. There will be plenty of food and entertainment, and the party will last throughout the night each night.

The theme of the festivities will change with every day:

Day 338 (Oct. 8/9)

It's time for a costume party! Travelers will be encouraged by the natives and gods alike to wear costumes both silly and serious! Anyone needing assistance simply need to say the word, and they will be descended upon by enthusiastic natives ready to help and desperate to put the tragedy of Thiazi's attack behind them.

Day 339 (Oct. 10/11)

Familiar scents will waft in the air with the theme of the second day: Home away from Home! The visiting god Honir has made a push to organize food and music straight from the Travelers' worlds, and it will all seem absolutely and utterly authentic. The natives will be cooking and playing music throughout the festival, and will be encouraging Travelers to to teach others about their own world/time's clothing and culture.

Day 340 (Oct. 12/13)

This day is going to follow something of a Samhain celebration. Merlin, with the permission and help from the gods, planted the seed of an oak tree in the centre of the courtyard. By this day, it will have grown as large as though it's been there for a hundred years. Travellers will be welcomed to tie ribbons or letters to the tree for their departed loved ones and friends, whether they've passed on or simply left the city, in remembrance and a final farewell.

However, being far too curious about to whom they're writing, Honir will be going through all of the ribbons and letters when no one's looking. Moved by their losses, he'll be bugging Mimir into helping him perform a spell that will bring a sort of comfort to everyone. Characters can receive up to a maximum of three photographs of themselves with whomever their ribbon is for, regardless of whether or not they ever took a picture with that person or even had the technology to do so. All of these photographs will be candid shots of happy memories that will be waiting for them on the Travelers' pillows.

(We aren't doing approvals for these so please, limit yourselves to only three photographs!)

Day 341 (Oct. 14/15)

This day will introduce a festival game with the gods! As you go around to the various booths and attractions throughout the festival, NPCs will be handing out small treats to anyone they see wearing the colors of their patron god - whether you wore the colour intentionally or not!

The gods themselves will also be hosting another game of sorts: each of Asgard's patrons and allies will have a riddle or trivia question for any Travelers that approach them. Answer these correctly and they will tie a token of their favor (a ribbon in their colour or crest) around your upper arm. These ribbons can be cashed in for prizes at any time during the rest of the festival! (More details can be found under Day 341 here and all NPC threads are linked individually here).

BUT WAIT, THERE'S MORE! The mods rolled for our monthly Holes feature, and this month has brought in the plague of plenty from the Assassin's Creed universe! As you make your way to the castle on Day 341, your characters will notice that the streets are suddenly jam-packed with hundreds of new citizens all seemingly manifested from nowhere. There will be beggars and orphans, your average peasants and guards, as well as obnxiously cheerful minstrels that might sing a song or two about you as they crowd your path through the city. These new citizens can be found virtually anywhere, so feel free to play with their arrival in your threads!

The log for the fifth day masquerade can be found here!

The event guide for various events throughout the festival can be found here. Please include your location and the IC day (ex. Day 338 - this can be found in the schedule) in your top-level comment or your subject line when starting a thread! If you want to request a certain god, feel free to ping them and we will do what we can. Otherwise, have fun, and as always - let us know if there's anything you need! ]

ORIGINAL LOG

Comments

Petra Ral-Day 341, visiting booths

[trust_us]

Petra hadn't been trying to wear green, but because she was quite fond of her Scouting Legion cloak (it was kind of a security blanket, now), she was wearing the color of her patron goddess. So, getting candy left and right, while a beautiful thing--she had never seen this much candy in her life, you got candy if you lived in Wall Sina--wasn't her thing. The large number of orphans had attracted her, and going up to them, she smiled. She held out her hands to them, offering her candy.

"Want some?"

[asgardsflight]

The god of travel is ... confused, to say the least. He isn't the brightest of the pantheon but even he knows this isn't right. There's nothing to be done for it now they're already here, though, and Petra's approach to the situation is going to end up being Honir's favourite.

When he makes his way over to her, he already has a child on his hip in his arm and another holding his other hand. He was searching for their parents ( in vain, because that's what orphan means, Honir ) but they got excited at the sight of treats and who can blame them?

"I think these ones might!" His smile is warm and he crouches down nearby to release them both and nudge them in Petra's direction with a gentle "go on, don't be scared."

[trust_us]

"Oh!" Petra smiles, offering out her hands to them. The children, after a few moment's hesitation, take some, fleeing back to Honir the moment they take their share. She doesn't seem phased or upset by it, though. They were children, after all-a stranger is a terrifying thing for someone so small. Finding her hands empty, Petra walks up to Honir, or at least as close as the crowd will let her get to him.

"Are these your children?"

[floridus]

Sumia wasn't wearing the colors of their patron goddess like Petra was and therefore was not receiving as much candy, yet when she sees her offering the gifts to the children she can't help smiling, walking up to her during a break in the distribution.

"You really are being kind, with how happy you made them there should be color everywhere in a snap!"

[trust_us]

Petra is fixing her cloak, dusting it off slightly, but when Sumia shows up, Petra gives the woman a smile, and then look slightly embarrassed.

"Actually, I wasn't really thinking about that...I just wanted them to be happy."

DAY 340, 341 | Selina Kyle

[silvestris]

[She only has one ribbon, only needs one. She only needs a few words, too, but these she wavers on. 'You poor fool' is the first phrase she puts down in a tiny, neat hand. And then 'I'm sorry', and then 'Goodbye'. She addresses it to a symbol instead of a name. Outing him even here seems...wrong.

After hers is tied on, she wanders around the tree, snooping into the ribbons others have tied on.

When she goes home and when she gets her pictures, there's a moment of nostalgia, there are tears. And then she dresses and leaves...]

DAY 341

[...and is still in just the sort of mood to cause mayhem when she sees how crowded things are. The first person who sings about her gets the strings of his instrument cut by her claws. The first person she sees robbing, mugging, or acting out, just might get a face full of spiked heels.]

341

[nukeoleptic]

Holy shit.

[ Jade has a few ribbons tied around her wrist and is halfway through eating a large fluff of orange cotton candy when she witnesses Selina slice through the instrument's strings, and she's laughing out loud before she can help it. ]

You don't mess around at all, do you?

[silvestris]

[She jerks upward, claws still flashing, but the laughter and the candy serve to make Jade seem...well, less likely to throw a grenade.]

I don't stand for flattery, especially in song-form. It seems he would only take a hint if I beat him with it.

Who are you?

Tessa Gray | Day 341 | Wandering

[muto]

[ Just a day fresh, Tessa is still pretty lost. She's fairly certain her friends aren't here, which is good, but also sort of bad because she could use their company, although she's also aware they would be pulled away from their duties back in London. Surely they are more needed there with the whole Axel Mortmain case going on. She's relatively safer in this new world, too, right? Although the prospect of war isn't tranquilizing at all.

But there is much to see and so many hours in the day, so Tessa is idly walking around, eyes settling on details here and there, but she doesn't stop to stare or talk to people. It is a weird world, filled with even weirder people, and she's not quite sure that mingling too much might be a good idea just yet. ]

[verybigpheasants]

[ And so it was that Sir Gwaine, in his most infinite wisdom... decided to approach her and mingle anyway. It's one of his preferred hobbies. ]

Afternoon, milady! I hope that the festivities have all been well to your liking so far.

[muto]

Afternoon, sir.

[ Well, at least he gives a vibe of being from even more remote times than her...which might be good or bad, she can't tell just yet. ]

They have, I think. Although I would honestly not know the difference between festive days and regular ones just yet.

Have they been to your liking, sir?

Luke Castellan, Day 340

[asthehero]

[Much like his network video implied, Luke's out and about visiting the festival to see what it's all about and to test out the strength of his power. He had brief moments of telepathy when he had first arrived in the city, but then he went to Vanaheim and his powers didn't work. He hadn't been around enough people upon his return to really test his limits.

Today, however, he was making himself look fairly innocent and approachable. He can be seen sitting near the oak tree that others are frequenting. He's not entirely sure what the deal is about people hanging up names and writing letters, but he's just sitting back and people-watching, listening to their thoughts. Should anyone approach him though he'll be willing to get up and wander around.]

[divinewisdom]

[ Annabeth, of course, was interested in the tree -- it's not hard to spot her hanging something from it, though she seems (like always, silly Athena kids) to be thinking about several things at once. Luke. -- but also Zoe, Silena, Beckendorf. People who have died. It's hard not to feel guilty about it, though they made their own decisions; the problem with wanting to solve everything. ]

[ When she's done, she spots him lurking around and waves, a little awkwardly; it's still weird that he's here. She still can't quite bring herself to believe it. But even so, she promised him a story. And part of her does want to tell it -- she still remembers a time when he was the only person she could go to for advice. ]

Sleeping?

[asthehero]

[He's watching her from his corner of course. He's grown up watching after Annabeth even when he had taken on Kronos. He doesn't respond though until she waves, giving an awkward wave of his own. Awkward was progress though as far as he was concerned. It could have been much, much worse. Still, as she approaches him he tenses up involuntarily, preparing himself for a quick escape if he needs to.]

Not quite. I don't even know if I need to sleep anymore.

Uzumaki Naruto :: Day 340

[kuramaless]

[The last few weeks have probably been the worst in his entire life.

There are some things he can tolerate. Not having any parents, being a jinchuuriki growing up on his own, being despised by an entire village, almost losing it to a nine tailed demon, and a countless number of other things that totally suck.

But there is nothing worse for Naruto than the memory of what he'd done to his friends. Even killing Karui is something he regrets deeply, but it's done. He'd managed to hold it in for the best part, keep calm, smiling, happy...

But there's no turning back from it, and whereas Gaara tells him he isn't to blame, the one person that really counts is reminding him constantly of his mistake.

Years of promising to protect Sasuke, bring him back to the village and make sure no harm comes to him seem worthless now, which is why he's sat quite some distance from the tree so many people have gathered around. The floor felt like a good place to be, where he could, and does reach down occasionally to tug blades of grass from beside him.]

[samantha_grey]

Ribbon's not going to tie itself, y'know.

[Said by an acrid, sulfur-smelling girl walking up behind Naruto. She's finished talking to Snape and looking at the tree again. Naruto would have had the chance to see her put several ribbons on the tree. One more was clutched in her hand, one she had decided to finally put up, just because it seemed best.]

[kuramaless]

[He'd been happy to be on his own, and was so lost in his own thoughts that the sound of someone so close made him jump enough to drop some grass in his hand.

Sam gets a frown when he finally turns to look up at her, but it fades quick enough - into that same forlorn look.]

Yeah, I know.

day 340/341

[ghostcalls]

day 340
[ this was a stupid idea. what was the point in him writing a letter or tying a ribbon to a tree for anyone who'd died or been left behind? sure, it made sense for most people. nico was actually pretty interested in the different festivals and ways people treated death in all sorts of cultures. but as interesting as it was it was still stupid for him to participate. all nico had to do was go visit them-

well, he couldn't do that anymore, could he? not here anyway. and even back home, he'd never been able to meet his mother and bianca had moved on... he couldn't even talk to hazel anymore, and she was alive again. so as dumb as nico thinks it is for him to participate, today he can be found trying to very sneakily tie some ribbons to the tree. ]


day 341
Stop following me! Go bother someone else. [ nico has HAD ENOUGH!! minstrels everywhere. this was why nico tried to avoid crowded areas (yes. for minstrels specifically) but he'd been getting a bit bored in his room and tried to take a look around... only to be met by a rather cheerful fellow following him around, singing about how his hair looked like little bat wings. he's about to lose it when he spots a hiding spot. clenching his teeth, he turns around and points behind the minstrel. ]

Look at all that money- [ no sooner does he finish than the minstrel looks away and nico dodges behind a building, trying his best to become invisible. it doesn't work, but hopefully the minstrel passes by and hopefully he hasn't startled too many people with his sudden appearance on this side. ]

voldemort & mitsuru, throughout the festival, day 341

[flightofdeath]

[Odin is the first House he steps foot in that is not his own. When he arrives, he does not waste any time in spying Mitsuru, the very person he was there for. When he approaches, he does so quietly, and when he speaks, it is with a dulcet tone, as not to startle her terribly.]

Mitsuru Kirijo, I presume?

sorry for the wait!

[empressive]

[It had only been a few minutes and in the time she spent waiting, she wandered around the lobby trying to occupy her time. Its only when the front door opens and she glances over at it that she realizes she never asked for a physical description of the man she was meeting.

She feels like she's going out on a limb when he asks for her name.]

You're correct. Then you must be Lord Voldemort.

no worries

[flightofdeath]

I am.

[He smiles in greeting upon her recognition.]

Are you ready to depart?

for belle!

[nukeoleptic]

[ OOC: Continued from here. ]

I've seen a little bit of it. [ It's answered with a curious little turn to her words, as if she's sort of considering her own answer. ] But the battles usually come in bursts. It's really not that bad when we work together... and there are always people willing to work together.

♥

[sopeculiar]

[She considers that and smiles slightly.] Well, it's good to know that people are willing to work together should anything happen. Or when something happens, rather.

[It is war. She knows it can't remain this peaceful forever.]

SOUSHI AND PYRO -- D340; Samhain Celebration

[discrepant]

[The way Pyro spoke about his current girlfriend was more than enough to make a smile appear. He was truly happy for Pyro. Thrill, even, as he has learned throughout his life that "love" was a feeling that was most needed for those that did not have much or anything at all. Love was wonderful, love was freeing, and love was the cause of all pain, but there would be no life without it.

A light pat will be given to Pyro's shoulder as he continues to offer his friend a genuine smile. He was proud of him. Pyro has grown. There was still a long way to go, but he knew he will reach his true potential with time.]

I know. [After all.] You are a capable and thoughtful person, Pyro-san. I know you will do everything in your power to protect her. You will accomplish it. [If there was a chance he couldn't, then...] You have my full support. I am at your beck and call. Whatever you need, I will do my utmost to accomplish it. [After all, they are comrade now, right?]

[ex_outofcontrol435]

[He gets that peculiar smile on his face that only Soushi ever coaxes out of him, layered with amusement and mockery but genuine beneath it all.]

I know, man. If shit hits the fan here again and Euri's stuck in the city without me, I'll be counting on you.