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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.]
designerchild: (game || 14)

oh boy

[personal profile] designerchild 2011-12-31 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It's the honking that alerts Jr. to the troll's presence. Peering around the booths curiously, he spots the lanky young man and pauses. The cackling is a little unnerving, but the horns are reminiscent of the other trolls' and reassure him that this person is, in fact, a Traveler. ]

Yo.

[ Approaching, Jr. squats down nearby. ]

You okay back here? The crowds get to ya?

Oh dear...

[identity profile] offmyhonker.livejournal.com 2012-01-03 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[Gamzee had been lost in his own little world, so much so that he hadn't even noticed Jr. approaching. But, as soon as he hears the other speak, he freezes, all honking, laughing, and smiling coming to an abrupt stop.

[He pauses a moment, staring forward, completely blank. Then, moving only his eyes, he glances over at Jr., horn poised.

[His lips twitch toward a smile, and he begins to laugh, quietly at first...]

Heh...heheh...honk...heheh...honkhonk...haha...HONK...HAHAHA! HONK. HONKHONK. HONNNKHONKHONK. HONNNK.
Edited 2012-01-03 04:13 (UTC)
designerchild: (manga || 39)

THAT ICON OH GOD WHY

[personal profile] designerchild 2012-01-03 07:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Well.

That's slightly unnerving.
]

I can't tell if you're trying to impersonate a goose or you're just hammered. Do you need help?

[ The words are said lightly, but Jr. is familiar with dealing with those off their honkers -- er, rockers. He's poised to move if this guy does anything fishy. ]
Edited 2012-01-03 19:38 (UTC)

[identity profile] offmyhonker.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 07:42 am (UTC)(link)
Hammered?

Naw, man...HONKED. Rusted.

[Honk honk.]

All up AND MOTHERFUCKIN' split. GONE. Crazy, brother. MOTHERFUCKIN'. Crazy.

Hahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!

[Honk honk! Honk honk honk. Honnnk!]
designerchild: (art || 34)

[personal profile] designerchild 2012-01-08 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Doesn't sound all that rusted to me, pal.

[ Jr. watches Gamzee closely and then stands, shrugging. ]

Crazy is definitely one word for it. Listen. Take it easy, alright?

[ This guy doesn't seem like he needs help. At least, not the kind of help Jr. can provide. ]