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ᴀsɢᴀʀᴅ ɢᴇɴᴇsɪs ❧ mod account ([personal profile] asgardmods) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2011-12-31 02:05 am

NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)

Who: Everyone!
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.

[Look down. Now back up! Where are you? You're in the Castle Plaza, with the Gods your Gods could God like.

[Lively, pleasant music hangs in the air around you as fireworks explode in the sky above. There is a tempting aroma teasing at your nostrils. Where is it coming from? Those long tables at the center of the plaza, overflowing with food you love. Craving anything from home? You'll be sure to find it there.

[Look around you. What do you see? Carnival games. Hundreds of Carnival games, including a dunk tank, and all for free! Carnival games not your thing? Why not give the dance floor a try? That music is awfully catchy, and just look at all those stunning lights!

[Enjoy yourselves, travelers. A New Year is upon us.]

[identity profile] wishesinfight.livejournal.com 2011-12-31 03:15 pm (UTC)(link)
I will be.

[He has a lot to think about... Now that he has a solid idea of this place, he needs to think over everything again.

He needs to find a way to start... As he slowly accepts his fate, existing in this world.

He nods to the girl respectfully, thanking her one more time.]


... I truly appreciate it. Please, take care.

[identity profile] agoodfamily.livejournal.com 2011-12-31 03:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks torn for a moment - the idea of letting him leave in that state upsets her, but she doesn't want to impose on him. Finally, she bows shallowly.]

It wasn't any trouble at all. Be careful getting home.

[identity profile] wishesinfight.livejournal.com 2011-12-31 03:24 pm (UTC)(link)
["Home," huh? One can wonder...

It's a little painful to accept. But, sometimes things have to be... for them to be a bit more bearable.]



[One last smile fleets from him, then he turns and starts making his way back.]