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

[asgardmods]

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.]

Comments

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Her head tilts a little at the mention of 'former strength', and her eyes flicker from him to the bear again, then over to the machine. It's probably not the sturdiest thing ever, but... if what he said is true, it must be frightful strength indeed. Her gaze drifts back to him, a bit more appraising than before. At the last comment, she nods, her smile getting a bit wider.] You're right. There's no harm in it. How do I...?

[broduil]

It's simple, really. [ hefting the bear into one arm a little more, he picks up the mallet he dropped earlier and offers it. despite appearances, it's rather light. ] You just hold this above your head, and swing it down while aiming at the target.

[ he'd had to have the rules explained to him, too, but everything here seems to be easy enough. ]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She takes the mallet and holds it with both hands without too much trouble, then looks back up at him as he explains.] Oh! That does sound simple. Okay.... [She turns to eye the target. She's a very slender girl with hardly any muscle, so it's pretty obvious how things are going to turn out. She does her best, but even lifting the mallet above her head betrays her weakness, since it ends up being kind of a slow ascent. When she hits the target, her score is shamefully low, even for a girl like her. Needless to say, she hasn't gotten a lot of exercise.] --....

[broduil]

... Tch. It's common courtesy to allow for all kinds of people on these kind of things. [ even if this is his first encounter with a carnival game, any kind of game should encourage everyone to participate. ] Allow me, Miss.

[ though he's got far too much honor to stand here and strip the stand of all it's prizes, he's certainly not above a little interference now and then-- which is why he grasps the mallet with his free hand, slamming it down with force on the target. given the fact he only used one hand, he doesn't get quite as high a score as before, but it's still easily enough to win anything in the moderate range.

pointing at the selection of stuffed toys, he smirks a little. ]

It would be unwise to let a stranger decide your prize, so I leave the choice up to you.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She relinquishes the mallet without objection, and watches with wide eyes as he completely destroys her score with one hand. He really wasn't kidding about that strength. It's only after a moment of staring that she notices the gesture and follows his pointing.] --! But-- [Her eyes flit between him and the row of prizes.] Are-- are you sure?

[broduil]

I have little way to carry such a thing, regardless. [ his hands are quite literally full, okay. ] You'll be doing me a favor, if anything, so go ahead and choose one.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She hesitates, then exhales. A shy smile eases onto her face.] Okay, then. If you're sure. [If she actually had much of an ego, she'd probably be embarrassed about needing help, but as it is, she's only appreciative. She turns to the prizes and looks them over, tilting her head one way, then the other, before finally deciding on a stuffed rabbit with long, floppy ears. It was the ears that sold her on it. It's much smaller than the one he got, but it still manages to cover a large portion of the girl's torso when she holds it.] --! It's really soft.

[broduil]

[ okay, that's kind of cute. he's glad now. ]

A wise choice-- I daresay such a creature suits you, Miss. [ far more than it'd suit him, anyway... not that a giant bear is much more manly, but he can at least pretend. ] Be careful not to misplace it during the remainder of the festival.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She lets out a very small laugh that she can't cover with her hand, since both of arms are wrapped around the bunny for now.] Thank you...! [Not just for saying it was a wise choice, though.] For everything, I mean. I'll be very careful with it. [She pauses, eyeing him and the bear for a moment, then,] You, too. [This is obviously an attempt at a joke, since it'd be pretty hard to forget such an enormous stuffed animal.]