EVENT LOG: LOOK! A DISTRACTION!

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: Look! A Distraction! Festival log part one. The overflow 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.)

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! ]

OVERFLOW LOG

Comments

[asgardsfangs]

[Jormungand sighs and takes the ribbon and ties it around Aladdin's arm for him.]

Jormungand.

[necrowmantic]

[Hey, it's the cat-eared god. And chess. He's seen chess before, they actually have it in his world. Doesn't mean he knows how to play, though.]

Still think it would look better if they were real.

[Ears were more important.]

[snugglesjugs]

[Free hugs, this festival is getting even better. Aladdin runs right over with a big smile on his face.]

Hi, Mr. Honir! Can I get a hug now or do I get one after I solve your riddle?

Grubloaf Grubloaf Grubloaf!!!

[samantha_grey]

As he's crunching, the first hint that he's not alone is the whiff of sulfur in the air. It carries a familiar feel to it and is followed by a thin chuckle, a red lock of hair spilling over from behind him.

"Is that what I think it is?" said the girl who remembered some of these delicacies when they'd toyed with that magic table, the magic table that still worked over at Hel House in fact.

[lethechained]

Oh...! [The compliment is received with a pleasant sort of surprise, her smile warming.] Thank you very much. That's kind of you to say. I like yours, too. What are you? [She can appreciate the look without knowing the purpose.]

[badwolf]

[ Because the smell of cooked meat is always a treat, even if it's unseasoned, Rose finds herself meandering over. Or maybe it's just because of who's manning the booth. It's been a while since she's bothered him, hasn't it? ]

Guessin' game?

[asgardspride]

Yeah yeah. Here's your ribbon. [He hands it over and smirks.] Good luck half-pint.

[ladykisses]

[She nods, then turns around to go wander, but she does stop and gesture as though she's watching him. The whole "Eyes on you" gesture isn't too hard to miss.

Still, she returns in an hour. To the second. Brittany is at least prompt when there is a present on the line.]

Did anyone else guess ice cream? [Because that is the right answer.]

[asgardsflight]

You could have both if you wanted!

[ Spoiling children: Honir's favourite pastime activity. ]

[asgardspride]

[tap tap... Yeah, he'd call that close enough. He was a bastard, but grave and coffin were close.]

I'll count it. It's coffin, but that fits it close enough too. [Have a ribbon.]

[ladykisses]

[She nods.]

There are a lot of famous stories. Even a movie about Buddy. [She glances around.]

You can ask me your question now. Unless that was it. If it was, then I deserve a prize for answering it correctly.

[asgardspride]

Nope, but a few of them guessed the right one. However, for coming back...

[He reaches into a portable freezer with something for himself and pulls out an ice cream pop. Here you go.]

Your prize.

[raffinato]

[There are far too many people around for Claudia to focus on just one. Haytham gets the drop on her for once, though she sees him before she realizes just who he is. The costume gets a slight smile at the corner of her mouth; she's seen too many of il dottore back home and it's amusing to think someone's chosen it for an outfit.

Until she realizes who has chosen it.

She doesn't frown, schooling her expression into something neutral. Ezio's exposed Haytham quickly enough and she felt both disappointed and betrayed, angered that she revealed information to a Templar without meaning to. A point to him, she supposes, but she won't fall for such a thing again.]

It is very uncommon dress for a woman in my time. I thought it suited the occasion.

[She quirks an eyebrow at him.]

Yours is most familiar, signore.

[ladykisses]

[Well, hey there. Food is always good. It won't help her beat Stiles to the fondue pot which she DESPERATELY needs for her show Fondue for Two, but it is food.]

Thank you!

How about Day 339?

[cyan_maid]

[Oh. Oh, that's. That's someone tipping over. That's someone whose face is headed right for one of those cakes-]

Hey, watch out-

[Jane reaches out to grab her, and she just catches Jade's hoodie when she realizes that maybe this young lady has already reached the point where no matter what happens, she's going to continue falling, and she's going to take down whatever's clinging to her along for the ride.]

AAAUGH!!!

[Aaaaand there goes the cake.]

[snugglesjugs]

Yeah, thanks.

[He just rolls his eyes before tying the ribbon into his hair. Since he didn't think Baldr was going to help him put it on.]

See ya latter, I hope you have fun giving riddles all night.

338

[badwolf]

[ It's not exactly an unpleasant sight, seeing someone playing and going at something when, as said, they were dressed so elegantly. It looked, perhaps, like a costume. Although, in fairness, for any time outside of her own, Rose had always sort of thought everything else was a costume. Not out loud of course, but you know.

Still, she carries on, and only spots the woman again shortly after, staring down at the bubbling apple bob. Definitely not from anywhere near her time, then. ]

S'a bit weird, isn't it?

Days 338-340 | Open

[timaeus_testified]

Day 338

[Normally Dirk is a wet blanket. But not today. He's dressed up in some punk clothes with spiked bracelets and a collar, on top of that he's got his face make up as a tiger. Reddish ears poke out of his blond hair and a tail is attached to his pants. His friends are back and one of them needs a few laughs.

He aims to be a little ridiculous. People might catch him moving through the crowds or taking time to grab some water before he heads back in. He's doing this for his friends so no matter where you go, you'll probably see him somewhere about.]

Day 339

[Electronic music is blasting from where the natives and Dirk are jamming away. He's spinning out tunes with his turntables and encouraging anyone who expresses an interest to join in. There's soda and all sorts of modern foods spread out. Dirk is back in his black pants and white shirt, with his katana propped up by his tables.]

Day 340

[Anyone looking for Dirk will find him near the tree standing with one hand in his pocket and a letter in the other hand. It's thick, he had a lot to say to his ancestor. There are so many things that he never had the time to say. They'd had only a little while and it meant a lot.

What he's doing, how his life was, all of the things that would have taken a lifetime to say, he's managed to pack it into the letter. He takes a red ribbon and ties it to the tree. He has a slightly shorter second letter for Roxy's ancestor. He ties it with a white ribbon.

He stands there for a long time after that, his hands in his pockets, shades hiding his expression.]

[snugglesjugs]

It's nice to meet you, Mr. Jormungand. Thanks for help.

[He gotten his first ribbon!]

340

[necrowmantic]

And this time, it's Henry getting run into. His immediate reaction is, of course, to laugh, backing out of the way, even before he recognizes who it is.

"Careful there-- oh hey, it's crazy girl! What's up?"

Re: 338

[delancret]

I do find it strange, yes.

[She looks over the girl, brows furrowing just a little - are those even clothes? That's less than underwear - but she brushes it off, not wanting to offend the girl. Wherever she's from, it's clearly the fashion there, and it's not for her to judge.

Danielle gestures at the apple bobbing station with a faint smile, as if trying to wrap her head around the oddity before her.]

Such lack of dignity is strange to me, and yet I cannot help but think it must be freeing. How can you do it without ruining your clothes?

[That is clearly the important thing here, and also Danielle really wants to do it. It looks like so much fun.]

Day 338 & 340

[abrilliantmind]

(day 338)

[Armin is still in the cloak and 3DM gear that he arrived in, which could be mistaken for a costume by someone that isn't from his world and wouldn't recognize it as a military uniform. In reality, he's not comfortable enough yet to discard his things--especially the swords. He hasn't seen any giants so far, but that was the thing about giants. You could be relaxed and believing that everything is normal, and one will just materialize behind you in a heartbeat to fuck up your shit. He had been plucked from combat, so the sudden lull of idleness was even more jarring and disorienting. He wasn't sure what to make of anything.

Also there are people dressed up like animals and demons and witches for no discernible reason (and "for funsies" is not a sensible answer to him). He wanders around trying to find someone normal to ask about his friends (as he still has no word on them). Even then, he seems completely out of his element.] Eren Yeager and Mikasa Ackerman. Do you know them?

(day 340)

[It's surprising because they didn't have a custom like this inside the walls (Armin doesn't even try to think about how many ribbons would have to be tied around trees in order to properly honor how many people died because of the titans). Sometimes bodies were burnt. Sometimes bodies couldn't be brought back, and all they had left of those people were the memories, as long as they could maintain them. But there was no common memorial that he could speak of.

He sits to one side of the fire with some loose-leaf paper trapped on his knees to prevent them from blowing away, and some wadded up discarded drafts rolling away from him. His letters are to his parents, if someone looked hard enough at what was between his elbows. But he has stopped writing his own letters in order to watch other people tie their notes to the tree.]

Day 338-341|| Alice Liddell || Open Open Open!

[madcuriosity]

Day 338

[Alice was wearing her faerie costume as she continued to roam around the festival, going from booth to booth and seeing everyone's costume. She loved seeing all the costumes but more importantly people having a good time. It was a nice feeling, knowing that people could still smile despite everything. That people wanted to enjoy themselves despite what had happened only a few weeks ago. Alice liked to think it showed how strong people really were. She continued to run around, the little bells in the middle of the flowers around her waist jingled with each step.

Her pet dragon Marigold was even dressed up for the occasion. Alice had created a papermache little fairy and made a small saddle to make it look like Marigold was the steed to the faerie on his back. As she turned away with a honey stick in her hand she suddenly exclaimed-]

You have such an interesting costume! [Alice smiled as she stopped the person.]

Day 339

[Alice pulled away from her tea party to travel around a bit. She adjusted her the top hat of her costume based off the Mad Hatter. Marigold was dressed up with brown rabbit ears to be her March Hare as she visited various other "homes." It was strange wearing pants, she had never worn them before. A particularly strong wind came and blew off her hat.]

Ah! No! [She tried to catch it before it fell to the ground.]

Day 340

[Alice swallowed as she looked at her letters to Emmy, her sister, and parents. She tied a different ribbon for each one. Bright yellow like Emmy's hair, a deep royal blue for her sister, and a duel colored ribbon that was striped mint green and a deeper green. She was having difficulty reaching some of the branches though.]

Day 341

[Alice smiled as she wasn't in costume this time, just enjoying the games and booths instead. She had a candy apple in her hand and just as she was turning around, she ran into someone!

In a rather spectacular attempt to catch and fail, Alice's apple fell to the ground with a soft "thud." She pouted as she just looked at it with disappointment, not yet looking at who it was she even bumped into.]

Oh dear...

[badwolf]

[ You'll start a riot, Barbarella. Something she hadn't really thought about at the time (nor now, really), but uh. He'd had a point. Clothing was really big for customs and such, wasn't it? If only thought because Rose does happen to notice the once over. At the very least, it's easy to ignore. ]

Well, it's just water, so unless you mind getting a little wet, it shouldn't do much damage. [ ... Oh, wait. ] So maybe best not t'wear silks or anything to a festival. Tried that once. Made a complete mess of myself.

That was a good day. [ Her grin seems tinted with nostalgia. And then, with a bite of her tongue, her tone drops. Almost conspiratorially. ]

... D'you wanna try it?

[firstbeliever]

[He beams at the god before taking the ribbon.]

Thanks! I'll let you get to the others but I'll see you later, okay?