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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] 8rutal.livejournal.com 2012-01-08 12:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Why did she follow the honking???????? And the laughing. She knew what -- who -- would be there at the end!

Well. She was sort of hoping she could just spy on him. Just keep an eye out, observe how dangerous he really is. If at all.

But his position is a little too exposed to watch without being seen herself. Besides, spying is one thing, but lurking like a coward is another, and she won't do that. Her pride won't let her. So she'll just have to find out personally What His Deal Is.

She's got a hand on the side of the booth, standing at the corner as she stares at him, eyes slightly narrowed in thought. Calcul8tion. ]


Gamzee.

[identity profile] offmyhonker.livejournal.com 2012-01-10 08:26 am (UTC)(link)
[He pauses, smile fading, both laughter and honking coming to a stop.

[There's a familiar voice...For once in your life Vriska, you may actually be a bit of a comfort...You're not a stranger like the rest of them...He knows you, and you know Karkat...theoretically, you may be able to really help him out here...

[It's only a brief thought. Friend (covering all manner of sins) or not, he's still lost, still scared, still slipping...

[Glancing your way, honkhonkhonk.]

Well hey there, sister. WHAT THE MOTHERFUCK IS UP?