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EVENT LOG: LOOK! A DISTRACTION!

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! ]

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[Skuld, true to her word, has come dressed as a butterfly, complete with a set of matching Monarch wings on her back. Her hair falls in loose curls around her face, and she wears a simple coronet that denotes her position without being ostentatious. She will be everywhere, commenting on costumes and smiling brightly.]

Edited 2013-10-09 21:56 (UTC)

{Anyone who approaches the gracious elf queen will receive a secretive smile.]

Ah, I suppose you've got a special question for me, hmm? Or rather, you've come to be asked a special question.

[ Thor will be absolutely and utterly drunk no matter what time of evening it happens to be, and likely flirting with a half dozen different native lasses throughout the night. If approached by a Traveler, however, he'll pause his conversation immediately and look up with a little wave of his mug. ]

( DAY 338 )

[ Costumes, they said; and Morgana would find it all to be foolish and unneeded but the truth was, she was trying. She was trying for the sake of her friends, for her own sake. Even she couldn't be gloomy all the time. Naturally, even when she was trying, she tested the limits. Costumes were a good excuse to go for a short dress and frills and dark stockings. A good enough chance to undo her hair and rid herself of the gowns and the silks. A good thing it also looked like a 20s outfit and totally counted for a costume. right?

Find her wherever the wine is. After two cups, you may be dragged for a dance if you'd like to or not. ]

( DAY 339 )

[ Back into white silks with glimmering gold threads and a long braid but one thing has not changed - she seeks alcohol but this time for another reason. This time there is mead. Find her with a cup and a plate of Camelot's famous honey cakes. She looks rather at peace and she does have a few smiles to spare. When the music would start to sound familiar, you can bet she will be dancing. ]

( DAY 340; NEW CAMELOT ALSO BY THE TREE )

[ She writes to Morgause. The last days of delights and dancing and sweet wine on her lips seem far away today. Morgause gave up her life on Samhain eve; Morgana has done as she wished, she had always done as she wished and she lifted the dagger and took Morgause's life and broke her own heart.

She writes to Morgause and after a moment, she decides to write to Gorlois. Writes a letter to the father she had known, to the father that was taken from her. It takes her several more hours to decide to write to Nakama, to the girl who reminded her sweetness and devotion when she had all but forgotten them.

When she approaches the tree, she is quiet. she doesn't cry. she'll incline her head to anyone else who is there.

The tears will come when she'll come back to New Camelot, hot and stinging as she'll enter the house and steady herself against a chair. ]

[ Freyr will have a small table of his own set up, with little tubs of paint at his elbow. He will be providing facepaint for natives and travelers alike, but pauses with a smile whenever anyone approaches for his riddle. ]

[ Sigyn is wearing a gown in the color of her house, a deep shade of emerald and she is barefoot. On the top of her head is a flower crown and she is giving those out freely! Those of her house and those who will be kinder to her while they speak will get a kiss on the cheek as a parting gift!

the ribbons though! those you have to work for! she has many questions! ]

[Alice sees the elven monarch, and having found her to be quite lovely conversation walked up to her in her faerie costume. She beamed, suddenly happy.]

I have that dress your majesty! I'm going to wear it at the masquerade! [Because Alice has absolutely no concept that wearing the same dress might be a "bad" thing, as far as she was concerned it just meant they had similar (and excellent) taste.] You look so lovely!

[He hardly dares show his face. After the spectacle on the network, the days spent with Bobby in - oh god, it's horrible. It's a fucking mess. He can barely remember the time without wanting to scream or be sick.

But he's heard about the celebration for Samhain, and as much as it sounds like bullshit, he's got some ghosts to lay to rest. If he has to do it through bullshit, so be it.

He'll leave two notes on the tree, both short, subtle and to the point in case anyone gets nosy: to Oswin, he says I'll never forget. To Mystique - his own Mystique, the elder, he says I should have stayed. After he's tied them to the tree, he stands back for a moment, his expression taut with the effort to restrain emotion.]

((ooc: you can also peek over his shoulder while he's writing, if you want!))

Edited 2013-10-09 22:29 (UTC)

Day 338 : Costume party

[ Though the angel doesn't understand very well the fun in dressing up, because everyone was doing it and Kaworu likes to try out new things, he decides to do it as well.

Choosing what costume to wear was difficult, though. As an angel, imagination is something that is difficult to him, so he checked the library for information on what sort of costumes people wore.

"Vampire" caught his attention. And after asking the natives for help on where to make his costume, or at least, where to buy it, Kaworu ended up with something like this. The crown was weird, but he didn't question.

So, through the day, you may find Kaworu waling around the festivals, looking at the booths or at the other people's costumes. ]

Day 339 : Home away from Home!

[ Kaworu doesn't cook per say. He knew very few recipes but he has learned them in Asgard. In his world, he didn't even eat (only during very rare times). But after arriving to Asgard he learned how good food could be.

As for clothing or culture, that's hard as well. Not only he only knows things through books, his kind doesn't have a culture.

So, instead, he is checking how it goes in other worlds. But first, let's start with the food. ]

Is there anything that doesn't have meat, fish or eggs?

Day 340 : Samhain

( A )
[ Kaworu can be found sitting nearby the oak tree. He is witting on one single ribbon and one single letter, both to the same person. The letter starts with "Allen", but everything else is written in a strange alphabet (those who are familiar with ancient languages might see similarities to Armaic, but it's not quite the same). In the ribbon, kaworu adds "Allen" once more, but this time he uses strange glyphs instead of the first alphabet.

he is very focused on what he is writing, so he might not notice you approaching. ]

( B )
[ After Hornir has read his letter and gifted Kaworu with the three pictures, the angel decides to take a moment to himself. he finds a quiet place, away from the crowd, and carefully looks at the photos for a while, fingers tracing them.

he does smile, but it's an incredibly sad smile. Like he is holding back his tears.

He hasn't really had time to think about Allen's departure, but he realizes whenever he does, loneliness drowns him. And he feels incredibly selfish for that, because he should be happy that Allen returned; it's what the other wanted, after all. ]

Edited 2013-10-09 22:23 (UTC)

DAY 339:

[Sure, food's not so bad. He told Honir he'd at least try to have a good time and put his issues to rest. It's a little easier with a bacon cheeseburger in his hands and a beer by his feet. He'll give one thing to 'em, they're not like any other pagan gods he's had to face down.]

DAY 340:

[Samhein's not something he ever wanted to celebrate let alone witness a celebration for. One Halloween four years ago was more than enough. When he notices people are leaving letters, something moves him. First he scrawls out something sloppily for his mom and dad. Then Bobby and Ellen. They might as well be a couple, right? When he's through he thinks that's it, then he realizes Sam's not here and this whole thing feel empty without him. So on the last piece of paper he writes.]

Jess,

I'm sorry. You and Sam deserved better.

[It's not much but it's something when he's through he walks away and takes a seat to the right watching other people hang up letters to their friends and family. It might be a moot point, and it only made him feel worse, but that emptiness is gone knowing he did something for his brother even if he wasn't there to witness it.]

DAY 339:

[Leeloo really enjoys her foods and she's unbiased about it. There are no foods native to her so she's trying everything. Wolfing it down, and then licking her finger tips when she's done. She moves onto another entree after that. To onlookers it might seem like her stomach is a bottomless pit.

DAY 340:

[She doesn't have a lot of letters to write, but she does what she can. She writes a letter to Korben Dallas first and foremost. He got pulled into a war he had nothing to do with, all because he had a good heart. Then one to Ruby Rod and Cornelius together- telling them that they are both good, charming, and funny men that brought her more than enough laughter. Finally, she writes a much longer letter to the Modoshawans. Something in her own native tongue and it takes up two papers. She has to put it in an envelope to put it up.

When she's through she backs away from the tree to get a good look at it, standing on her tiptoes with her hands in her back pockets to see if she can peer over it or if the tree itself was infinite. It certainly grew very fast.]

Edited 2013-10-09 22:26 (UTC)

[Day 338, approaching the city centre]

[Under the circumstances, Yosuke thinks he deserves kudos for hearing and remembering that there was anything going on in town at all. It's too bad that kudos by themselves aren't enough to make a costume materialise out of nowhere once he passes a couple of people in the street and realises what he didn't remember.

But, okay, he's got this. Quickly, without breaking his stride - and certainly without taking a moment to check whether anyone's watching; that would just look suspicious - he lifts his headphones up to cover his ears, and leaves them there.

Ha, he's a genius! Nobody will suspect a thing!]

[Day 340, by the tree]

[It's cool that they're managing to put something new on every day, but the idea of it seems pretty morbid for Yosuke's liking. This isn't the kind of thing he needs while he's still getting used to this place. Besides, he'd wind up being trampled in the crowd. He takes one look at it and walks away.

And then, only a few minutes later, quietly comes back with a ribbon. The crowd means nobody's looking, right?]

Day 338

[A party. Rapunzel hasn't really attended one before, except perhaps the celebrations of sorts in Corona with the lanterns. So she's curious and excited to come along and see what it's like. There have been a few celebrations in Asgard since her arrival, but they seem pretty different for the most part. She's quite happy to join in and mingle, admiring the costumes.]

Day 340

[She writes to Gothel. Initially conflicted and hesitant but deciding to go through with it anyway.]

~~Mother~~ Gothel.

I'm sorry about what happened. For all that you did, you didn't deserve that. But we can't change that now. I can only move forward. Which I am and will continue to do. If I ever go back to the tower, I'll think of you.

Day 338
[ Another festival. Another day of... so much noise and so many people. So, no, Shinji was not one who was all giddy about dressing up or festivals.

But Shinji was curious to see if there was anyone familiar around here. If he didn't see anyone he knew, he'd just go home.

So here he is in a cat costume, being quite the interesting (and adorable) brown cat .

He messes with the bow around his neck a little before he takes to walking along the booths, in slight wonder if there was anyone in a worse costume than he. ...And he hopes to not run not run into a persistent native that made him take the cotton candy like, last time.]

Day 339
[ Shinji thought he would never see even the most simple Japanese food again. (Unless he got ingredients and just cooked it, himself.)

So he was happy to be eating some takoyaki.

When he sees an onlooker nearby, who was just looking at the variety of foods, he wonders if they needed a suggestion. So Shinji offers you a stick. ]

Would you like to try some? I promise it's really good.

Day 340
[A]
[ Shinji has been here for a good 4 months and he still has the nerve to doubt the gods. Even though he finally saw someone he loved, who was dead for good in his world, again...

What was he thinking? This was stupid. It won't work.

He feels this. But? He still puts a ribbon and the letter to it. Nearby his letter, he start to fold this colored paper into a paper-crane and also puts it alongside his letter and ribbon.
Perhaps.. deep down, he hopes this isn't pointless.

If you wish to ask who he wrote for or if you're intrigued by his origami, feel free to approach him. ]

[B]
[ Perhaps Shinji will feel bad when he tests the gods the way he does, by doubting them or not trusting them.

But. He thinks he might just lighten up on the scorn or doubt.

Because in his hands were photos of Lavi. Sure, he didn't have enough time around the redhead like others did, let alone like people who are writing and genuinely miss someone for a while now.

But... Lavi was someone who Shinji would have liked to know more. He wanted to see more him at the tearoom.

He was one the first people in Asgard Shinji wondered if they could have been good friends. He is glad it still counted. So you'll find the boy staring intently at the photos before putting them away, with a closed eyes and a slight smile. ]

Edited (typos. I made them. ONE last time, that's it! sorry.) 2013-10-10 00:56 (UTC)

[She hadn't expected to see anyone from Inaba here. Honestly she hadn't been thinking about it. The moment she had arrived she'd been completely focused on figuring things out, mapping out the city, learning everything she could about the situation, the gods, the other Travelers...

So when she wanders into what appears to be a festival and sees Yosuke (or rather she spots Yosuke's headphones first, sorry Yosuke) she suddenly realizes the possibility of her friends being here is quite high. And apparently at 100%.

Of course he'd have those headphones on and Naoto is fairly certain he wouldn't hear her call to him even if they weren't on. So she catches up to him, sneaks right up behind him and reaches up to tap his shoulder for his attention.]

DAY 339

[ Food from home, hum? This means food from Scotland during the middle ages. Which means red wine to accompany the main dishes with mutton, beef, veal, venison, swans, peacocks, lampreys, eels, herring, pike, salmon and porpoises, all of those strongly seasoned with herbs and spices, including garlic, rosemary, fennel, mint, parsley, cinnamon, peppercorns, root ginger, cloves and nutmeg.

And Demona is actually picking some of those to eat. She is familiar with them and it has been a long while since she had the chance to eat it again.

holding a glass of wine in her hand, she grabs some swan meat to eat. ]

I'd prefer it if it was a bite more raw. [ she is a gargoyle. She doesn't really mind raw meat ]

DAY 340

[ Demona decided to tie up a ribbon. While it's a peculiar custom and she is hardly sentimental, Demona decides to do it for one person only.

Angela, her daughter.

She writes in Latin "Donec videre, filia mea" (Until you see, my child).

You may look over her shoulder, if you wish to ]

Day 339:

[Observe, if you will, one Kanji Tatsumi on the prowl. Okay, some of this foreign stuff looks absolutely great! But, to be quite frank... he's homesick to all hell. Even the excitement yesterday - and boy, that's been exciting - isn't enough to really take his mind off things.

So he's going to have to make do.

Seriously, there's got to be something around here, right, with what's going on? Takoyaki? Okonomiyaki? Shaved ice, even? He'll take any of it...]

Day 340:

[Kanji's unusually subdued as he heads for the tree. It's been a long time, that's for sure. But some things still play on his mind: some things that he wishes he could have said, could have been around to say...

Still.

Perhaps this can be something in the stead of what he never said to his father. Perhaps something'll carry through.
Somehow.]

Day 338

[Clementine is curious about the party. Some of the costumes around are kind of neat, and it almost reminds her of Halloween back home. She'll be darting around near the other kids for the most part, though not straying too far from where any of the Doctors or the TARDIS might see her.]

Day 339

[Home away from home. Clementine is understanding that most are enjoying this. She herself almost feels a bit nostalgic for the earlier days back home, before the walkers. Though she isn't sure what she might be able to contribute. At the very least she has some clothes left from home that aren't ruined by blood and walker insides, so she wears them and goes along to see what things others might have done.]

Day 340

[This is the first Clementine has encountered something like this. But she decides that she likes the idea, and she attaches a ribbon for Lee, Ben and her parents when she sees the tree and understands the idea.]

Edited 2013-10-09 23:07 (UTC)

[Day 338]

[Today the TARDIS is wandering around in a dress that may not seem unusual for her. The interesting part of it is strapped to her back, wings that she made once she'd gotten the dress. She is taking pictures of everyone else's costume with the camera she got just for the trip to Vanaheiem. Don't mind her today.]

[Day 339]

[Nothing really special about her today, not to her anyway. Though her dress is a bit unusual. Today she is actively going up to random people.]

Tell me something about your world.

[Day 340]

[Just a normal dress, nothing fancy. But she does approach the tree. The TARDIS doesn't do goodbyes, not really. But there is one she misses terribly. One Urashin Dreamspinner so she writes her letter and hangs it on the tree. Actually, the letter isn't in a language most people can understand but it's Gallifreyan - simply because it's difficult to put the words into English for her.]

Little brother,
Our time together was short but I enjoyed it immensely. Never before have I had a brother - only sisters. You will always be in my heart no matter where I travel. Time and space cannot separate us. I hope that where ever you are, you are happy.

Elder sister

[Kanji's head's in a bit of a state as he makes it into the festival. He's spent the day so far running around like the proverbial headless chicken, backwards, forwards... seriously, if he's going to do this costume party thing, he's going to do it right, dammit! He's not going to be the odd one out! Even if that has meant running around half the city looking for materials and help - and then remembering that the only one he actually needs is pencil and paper. Perhaps the outfit he's ended up with isn't that imaginative... but he's had his mind full of people back home, lately. His senpai, for one. And from there, the jump to the ouendan gear he's wearing seemed sensible to a worn-out mind.

As such, it's only logical that he initially thinks he's just tired when he sees that little blue-haired figure in the crowds.
However, it's enough to have him stopped in his tracks and staring, pulse racing... and as he tries to get his thoughts together, he sees who she's walking towards. That just confirms it.

He starts diving through the crowds, yelling, generally flailing-]

N-Naoto-kun-! I...! You're...!

[Oh god. He just can't get the words out... then again, what else is new?]

Edited 2013-10-09 23:09 (UTC)

day 338
[Hell has frozen over and Owen has decided to dress up. He's wearing a simple vampire outfit, channelling some Bela Lugosi up in this joint. Fortunately, he has found a pair of plastic fangs. Unfortunately, they're the cheap shitty Dollar Tree kind of plastic fangs, where every word you say is garbled. As such, he's currently wandering around, trying to find a garbage can to put the low-quality fangs in, because them staying in his mouth is a bad idea.]

day 339
[The Third Race itself doesn't really have a culture of cuisine-and even if they did, Owen wouldn't tell anybody. But Xanatos's culture, and by default Owen's culture, is Manhattan. And Manhattan's culture is greasy street food. Owen is standing in front of one of the vendors, debating whether or not he should eat the nauseatingly greasy hot dog that a native is very proud of. On one hand, he knew that there were much better foods than a greasy hot dog. But on the other hand, it reminded him of home-or at least, of the place he had pretty much adopted as his home.

He is definitely blocking your way, what with his mental dilemma over a goddamn hot dog.]

[The problem with tapping Yosuke's shoulder is that after the initial startled jump he's inclined to look over it, when in this case the direction he needs to be looking is a bit more down.

Still, with some of the outlandish fashions on display around here, even somebody with Naoto's usual casual dress sense sticks out - about as much as Yosuke does, in fact. And when, staring blankly, he finally puts two and two together, his surprise doesn't exactly go away.]

Naoto!? [She's never struck him as the type to wander towards a festival without a little pushing... And, dammit, that isn't even the pressing question right now!] What're you -

[Then he hears the shout, and can immediately tell that the thunderous noise accompanying is not the herald of a literal stampede.

In the middle of reaching up to take his headphones off again, he buries his face in his hands instead, not sure whether he's trying to stop himself from laughing or crying.] Oh god, look what you've done...

Day 338

[Merlin's not exactly sure what costumes have to do with Samhain at all, but being the sport he is, he arrives at the festival in Halloween-appropriate wear. It's only fair that he participate in this future version of Samhain celebrations, since he's encouraging so many of the Travelers to do the same with his.

And for once, he got to choose his own outfit. When he isn't sampling the festival goods, Merlin can be found in some tree's shade, absently twirling his cloak and top hat. He's nice and relaxed for the first time in a while, so of course the wind decides to pick up and snatch his hat away, blowing it right into your path!]

Day 340

[Though he doesn't do much more than smile and greet the people who have joined him for his impromptu Samhain celebration, he's touched that so many have come to pay their own respects.

After making sure the bonfire burns bright, providing warmth for those gathered in the courtyard, Merlin ties his own pieces of cloth (with their notes to Conan, Nakama, and Balinor) to the tree. The rest of the evening he spends by the flames, providing Travelers with ribbons and strips of cloth if they need it.]

[Day 338]

[Don't mind that bush right there. It's just a bush.]

[Except it's not a bush. It's a boy that looks like a bush. Jamie is not really a bush though, he's an explorer who's "finding" all sorts of creatures. So if someone just so happens to see this particular bush drawing away in a notebook something that looks a lot like what people are wearing. Ghosts, fairies, witches - all of them are ending up in the notebook.]

[Day 339]

[Oh boy, today is probably Jamie's favorite night! He's not one thing tonight - he's a bunch of things. His hair is gold and spiked up like the Sandman's, the Tooth Fairy's wings are protruding from his back, there's a big red and black coat and a pillow stuffed under his shirt that makes him look like Santa, boomerangs and painted eggs rest in a belt around his waist to go along with the cottontail of a rabbit that's reminiscent of the Easter bunny and of course, he can't forget Jack Frost, which is exactly why he's carrying around a wooden shepherd's crook that's covered in frost thanks to his ability.]

[Today, Jamie is all of the Guardians.]

[Day 340]

[At first Jamie just stands staring up at the tree before remembering what that guy said over the bracelets. Letters. Everyone's writing letters. So Jamie writes letters too.]

Mom,
Don't worry about me, okay? You probably don't know I'm even gone but I'm being taken care of. I live with Jack Frost and the Sandman now. And a chicken! I don't know if it has a name. They're looking after me.

Sophie,
I'm living with the Guardians now! Two of them anyway. Jack Frost and the Sandman. I'm glad you're not here though. The other Guardians will take care of you while I'm gone, okay? Don't forget to play with Abby for me.

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EVENT LOG: LOOK! A DISTRACTION!

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Day 338

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