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

OTA!

[digophelia]

[Day 338]

[This has to be the longest dress she's worn in a very, very long time. It almost would hail from the White Queen's pale realm, a long, white dress and a veil to resemble a a ghost. That's what the aristocrats do in London, right? Dress as ghosts and witches? At least it goes with her fair skin, there's that. And always the type to look down on herself, she doesn't feel like a the beautiful, pale specter she wanted to be. The only problem is navigating through this crowd.

[Day 340]
[Alice circled the tree times before wearily deciding to put the pictures of her family up on the tree. For this moment only, Alice gives herself the rare time of solitude and hopefully addressing her grief properly, something she never was able to.]

At least now I know the truth.

[The guilt and grief she held for eleven years for their deaths has been damaging. Out of London and Wonderland, through many twists and turns through her own mind, Alice gives a gentle sigh, as small tears start to brim at the corners of her eyes. The truth is liberating. What she writs is small and brief, followed by a hug with a picture of her oldest sister, Lizzie.]

340; attack of the beebin!

[familyissues]

[ Though the solemnity of the whole affair doesn't escape him, Desmond is still perfectly fine using the tree as an impromptu jungle gym. After he's added his own ribbons to the highest point he can reach, of course.

He watches Haytham with keen interest, deftly finding handholds to lower branches until he's almost right above him, belly to bark. ]

Cool hat! Are you supposed to be George Washington?

COSTUME COMPETITION | Day 338 | OTA

[comeonthensexy]

[ Somewhere on the festival area, the Eleventh Doctor has put up a booth, with a sign that reads Costume Competition. For the bigger part of the day, characters will be free to sign up. In fact, he'll try to drag in anyone who are dressed up and passing by. And, naturally, he's dressed up himself.

He's doing the outfit on the left, only with this coat instead of the jacket, together with a noteable hat. ]

((OOC: Sign-ups are still open here! They'll close in uh... fourteen fifteen hours? Ish? Right before I go to sleep, that is. I'll make subthreads for all the things!))

[firstbeliever]

I might've met Fenrir or Loki. One of them wouldn't tell me their name. Wait, there's two brothers and both of them are named Loki?

[He watches the ribbon being tied before looking up at Honir.]

The Queen? Odin's wife? Is she going to be here too?

Day 338

[madcuriosity]

[Alice smiled as she held onto the Tardis' hand.]

I think my favorite part is the wings. [She nodded.] They're so interesting! Do you really think you could fly with them, Miss Tardis?

Sign-ups!

[comeonthensexy]

[ So, if the Doctor sees anyone walking by with a costume, you can bet he'll be calling out for them in the most obnoxious way possible. Everyone is of course more than welcome to ignore him. It's not going to discourage him.

Occasionally, though, if there's an opportune chance, he moves out from behind the booth and into the crowd to drag someone out of it, especially if it's someone he knows. But, really, he can pull anyone at all, it's not like he really cares.

Anyone who signs up will receive a bag of Jammie Dodgers and tea to their/the mun's choosing! ]

339

[familyissues]

[ Demona, you officially have the greatest costume in the world. Seriously, holy shit. Desmond will just be at the end of the table, eyes wide, watching her with a child's keen, ferocious curiosity.

...and he might be stealthily moving closer. ]

[firstbeliever]

[Most of the gods who are doing the questions seem to be stationary, but there's more out there, he knows it. So when Jamie spots the ribbons that he's seen every god have, he rushes to catch up with her.]

[She doesn't look as cheery as the other goddesses but some of the gods were pretty scary-looking too.]

Excuse me.

Suddenly, a show!

[comeonthensexy]

[ Later, towards the evening (probably while voting is ICly open), Eleven sees Six passing by and gets an urge. Suddenly he hops out from the booth, and grabs a hold of Six to pull him over to it, as he starts singing the word "I", dragging it out until they're in front of said booth.

Then he continues with, you know, more words.

And since he was lucky enough to catch Six while tipsy, he actually joins in. So, Asgard, you get treated to a performance with some dancing and all (at least from Eleven's side). Since it's completely on the fly it probably isn't the prettiest and greatest thing, but it should at least be entertaining. Which was the point. ]

Everywhere and everywhen, totally OTA!

[beforethewar]

Day 338 - Here and there

[It took a bit of cajoling, but yes, Eight has made an appearance, quiet though it is, at the costume party. He is even dressed up in an old British Navy uniform.

He really wants to keep out of sight of the Natives after what he did, but it's just not possible and he gives it up as ridiculous. In fact, they seem to be perfectly content with Eight's presence and quite happy to forget what happened and show him their wares. He's not quite sure they know just how touched he is that they don't recoil from him.]

Day 339 (Home Away from Home) - Courtyard

[Eight (and hopefully the other Doctors as well, damn it) is actually wearing something he hasn't worn in four lifetimes: traditional Time Lord robes, without the ridiculous collar, in the crimson and gold colors of the Prydonian chapter that his family was a part of.

Unfortunately, Time Lords don't have much in the way of culture. Nothing all that interesting in the way of music or cuisine, at least. They're so dull that their food was produced in food machines in the form of pills. Pills! It's no wonder he loves Earth so much. Time Lord society is all about keeping an eye on Time and pursuing intellectual endeavors. (Or political maneuvering and backstabbing.) Academics are all well and good, but they don't work very well for a party like this one.

But oh, look at all the food from other worlds! The Doctor is adventurous, so he's picking bits and pieces from all the different dishes. It's something of a feat of dexterity to pile up a bunch of food on a plate while trying to maneuver around voluminous robes.]

Day 340 (Samhain) - At the Tree

[The Doctor has never been religious, but the concept of Merlin's little ceremony struck a chord with him. It does seem to be a very cathartic thing at the very least to write a letter to those you've lost.

When Eight arrives at the tree, he starts with a handful of colorful ribbons, one for each native he killed when Thiazi took control of his mind. They, too, needed to be honored, and it felt like the final step in the cleansing of his soul. It won't bring them back, but then nothing will, and at least this made some sort of statement that they weren't just forgotten because they weren't Travelers.

Then he slides out three rolled up sheets of paper: one each for Lucie and Alex, his best friend and his great-grandson, who both died freeing Earth from a Dalek invasion, and one for Charley, the girl he loved, lost, found again in Asgard and lost again when she disappeared. He uses ribbons to tie them to the branches and turns away, swallowing a lump in his throat.]

omg cutest ever!

[companioning]

[It didn't take long for Inara to realize that she was being followed by a rather small bush. She can't help but smile and though she's curious as to who the bush might be, she's decided that she'll let them approach her when they're ready.

Though she does stop from time to time to cast a discreet look in their direction, but nothing that would be noticed. It probably looks as though she's still admiring the other costumes.]

Day 338

[madcuriosity]

[Alice laughed as the game of hide and seek ended and looked up at the elegantly dressed woman who had joined the game. She grinned and came up to her; adjusting the wings on her faerie costume.]

Miss? I beg your pardon, miss! [Alice offered a curtsy in greeting, still smiling wide when she finally got the older woman's attention.] You're very good at the game, miss! It's wonderful when adults want to play with us! I don't think anyone ever found you once! And wearing a dress such as that!

338

[familyissues]

You look a little green around the gills, fratello.

[ What's that? It looks like an Ezio and (vaguely) sounds like an Ezio, but is assuredly a Desmond sidling up to his ginger friend with a full mug of beer in one hand, slapping him on the back with the other.

Yeah he just did that. ]

[morethanadream]

[Sandy silently laughs with him, his eyes lighting up. Alright, he'll be merciful this time and end the tickle torture.

He straightens up and offers the boy on the ground his hands to help get him up, grinning. It's been forever since he's properly tickled a child.]

[madcuriosity]

[Alice smiled as she adjusted her hat.]

Well, I should hope so. That is the point after all! Wouldn't be much of a Wonderland Tea Party if I weren't in the proper part! How do you think I do as a Mad Hatter?

[morethanadream]

[Hmmm... he must consider this. After all, you did ask nicely, but on the other hand, you look delicious...

Mr. Bat leans on his heels and examines the faerie thoughtfully, stroking an imaginary beard before finally giving a nod and holding out his arms. Fine, he won't eat you, but in payment, he demands hugs.]

[yggdrasilssea]

[ She stops and turns around, and he actually does get a smile! She just doesn't feel like going around smiling all the time but she'll smile at others, okay. And it's a little child.

She can have weaknesses too. ]

Yes?

[madcuriosity]

EEE! [Alice exclaimed as she suddenly moved to hug the Sandman tight. Hugs made everything better even when nothing was bad.]

Hello Sandy!

[vapidfloozy]

[Oh yes, he very definitely has a special question.]

How about we get tea sometime, fair maiden?

[Wait... is he supposed to be talking to her for some other reason?]

[firstbeliever]

[So off in the distance is a bush. Every time the Doctor looks way it creeps closer to the pirate. If the Doctor continues to play along he will eventually find Jamie standing at his booth.]

What are you doing?

OTA!

[chronologistics]

[Day 338]

[Fuck no he's not doing costumes. Not unless you count the black baseball cap that should be on his head and is actually stuffed into the back pocket of his jeans.

He will, however, probably saunter on by you and try not to laugh at whatever you're wearing. Sometimes, he might be successful. Other times...

... he'll probably blatantly snort.

Sorry about that.

(Not really.)]



[Day 339]

[After his unfortunate stint with turning into a walking apple juice distillery, Dave's been pretty reluctant to dive headfirst into any food that he hasn't prepared himself, whether or not he can actually see it being prepared be damned. In fact, the more authentic it seems, the less inclined he is to want to actually eat it.

But he isn't not curious.

So, he'll be sauntering from place to place, side-eyeing the food (and probably quietly rambling to himself about it) and making more of an effort to sample the music.

Maybe you can talk the too-skinny kid into sampling something to eat?]



[Day 340]

[It won't be until later in the night, closer to around dusk, when he makes his way to the tree. Less people to run into.

There are several ribbons in his pockets, each one cut to a small length and each one a different color. It's likely that he won't tie all of them to the tree, but he does have one in mind: it's the only one nestled into his left front pocket.

He's trying to look casual as he peers up into the tree, almost bored, but the truth is that he's looking for a proper place to tie at least this one.

(Ignore his quiet rambling.)]

[delancret]

Bobbing for apples. [She repeats the phrase and starts cleaning off her chest.] Interesting.

[A little hilarious, yes. She mops herself up, blinking and pulling faces when Rose wipes a stray floating rhinestone from her eyebrow - the face painter did good work.]

You know, Rose. [Spoken sort of into her own cleavage.] We've shared this singular experience together, and made plans for further engagement, and yet I know nothing about you. Where are you from? Or, I suppose- when.

[digophelia]

Why, I think you do much better than he ever could.

[Much cheerful, less mad, and less chaos. Yes, even the chair hopping to the elder Alice counts as less chaos.]

[firstbeliever]

[It was all going so well, until Marigold gave away his cover. He looks down at the dragon.]

You'll ruin it. [But he can't help but laugh.]

[madcuriosity]

[Alice held out her leg, showing off her pants.]

I don't understand what the thrill of pants are. I don't look indecent though, do I?