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CERESCON Y2NEVERGONNAGIVEYOUUP.


Welcome, new arrivals and already dedicated residents, to CERESCON. This three-day extravaganza is taking place at a convention center just a few blocks away from where new arrivals will view their powerpoint presentation (...has that always been there?!) and if you're worried about the entrance fee, don't be - your badges are already paid for and you don't even need to show ID in order to obtain the badge (they already know who you are). Note this is not the actual company of CERES this time; it seems to be a completely volunteer-run affair by the native population of the colony.

If the current music on repeat is any indication as you spend your time waiting in line for your badge, it seems there is a very strong need to demonstrate that you all are important. And are never...uh, alone. Sorry about Santa, kind of.

Also, please don't step out of line, you'll lose your place and have to go to the back of the line. Getting your badge once you get in line is no longer an option, with volunteer speedy robots half the size of an average adult (or maybe your size if you're in the four foot range) more than happy to pick you up over their heads and scooter you to your appropriate place in the line, including making you get to the back of it if you managed to step out too far. They insist you accept their apologies and show of good will.

Get this Party Started

Once characters reach registration, in addition to the badge they will receive a goodie bag with a map of the convention center, a schedule of events, a CERESCON T-shirt, and one (1) absolutely useless trinket from home. (NSFW) Furthermore, for your pleasure, one of the many models sponsored by Cerealia top (and only) producer of "adult merchandise" has been included (NSFW!!).

Enjoy your weekend filled with colorful cosplay, questionable merchandise, bizarre panels, gaming rooms and extremely overpriced food!

If you're bringing weapons, you'll be forced into the line of inspection to be peace bonded. If you are a weapon (swords, yes, especially you...) you will be peace bonded. Violation of personal privacy/space complaints will not be acknowledged for peace-bonding, as it is a necessary requirement for the safety and fun of everyone. Don't let your peace-bonding fall off, either, or you will be dragged back kicking and screaming (with your weapon or just you if you are the weapon) into the line. If you are bringing along an animal or robot or other companion (ex: if Hiccup brings Toothless), they need to be peace-bonded, too. The difference is the staff seems to treat them with much more care than you and your weapons. Huh.

Lastly, if a character decides to make things not fun in any way—for themselves or otherwise—they will find themselves with a single special security member appearing out of nowhere to properly show them why they should be having that fun. He will show up at any time, anywhere. This includes the bathroom if you feel the need to be negative in the bathroom about things. Each time he has to show up, the situation will be more severe in warning. If you need to be approached more than a very generous five times, the sixth time will invoke you being removed from the con rather violently, badge taken from you and you lifted by the crowd control volunteers to get back in line and START ALL OVER AGAIN.

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PROMPT I
[ 00:00 ] COSPLAY IS MAGIC

The convention center is crowded, and many of the congoers are most definitely getting into this. They seem to think you are, too—even if you're not in cosplay, they sure are under the impression that you are (you know, as yourself)! Don't be surprised if you get stopped for pictures by overly enthusiastic colony natives. ...also don't be surprised if strangers dressed as people you know from home jump in on these pictures. They're all too willing and eager to talk about how hard they worked on their costumes, and how excited to see other fans they are. Heck, some of them might even be cosplaying you! Hopefully you don't get a highlander waxing poetic about how they would have chosen a better wig to suit your hairstyle than what you have or that your scar is on the wrong eye or how that material you chose for your vest is kind of tacky.

Also, don't correct them about any facts they have wrong about you (or your world), if they start talking to you about it. Some will be very insistent they know what they are doing as a dedicated fan and cosplayer. (maybe you just didn't study your reference book hard enough before arriving like they did.)

It's a fierce world out there of competitiveness. (some cosplayers will have done excellent jobs, and of course, others will not so great. it's up you and whoever you tag with on the types you'll meet! if you end up in the bathrooms at any point, you will find them crowded with cosplayers trying to fix wardrobe malfunctions and stalls being used as dressing rooms. Hopefully you can wait.)
PROMPT II
[ 00:00 ] HOW MUCH FOR THAT FRENCH FRY, AGAIN?

It's shaping up that there are long, loooong lines for the various panels and activities, so you'll want to get in line early if you want to be sure you get a good spot! The topics of the panels span a range of just about anything under the sun, from origami lessons to voice-acting discussions to cosplay makeup tips to the wonderful world of slash fiction. There is one panel that doesn't have much of a wait to get in—and that will be basically a rehash of the introductory powerpoint sequence, but they added some sort of flashing effects that could probably give someone a seizure. If nothing else, you'll be rewarded for your mistake of staying in that room for even ten seconds with a headache and a bit of nausea that'll require you to get a bottle of water and/or food from a vendor to make it go away. (Food from outside won't help, and the character will have nausea for the entire day of the con unless they remedy it with some over-priced convention food!). If you get hungry while waiting in line, you'll want to send someone out on a food run. Be sure to only buy from approved CERESCON vendors! Some of the restaurants from the city have set up booths (maybe your character is working at one!), but the prices are high and the portions are tiny. Don't even think about trying to smuggle in food from the outside, either. If you leave the con to save yourself some money for lunch, make sure to finish it first as bringing it back to the con will have the special security force come up to you once at the door (and stopped by a con-volunteer about the food), take it out of your hands and—

—throw it on the ground in front of you both. Maybe jump on it for good measure, while they are at it. The volunteer that had stopped you in the first place will now cheerily point you in the direction of various food stands scattered throughout the convention center. You know, as if nothing just happened there with your smuggled goods being found. You can expect jacked prices from the aggravating that you begrudgingly pay to the outlandish.
PROMPT III
[ 00:00 ] HAMSTER STYLE

All throughout the day, a large hall with a sturdy wooden floor will be hosting a wide variety of video games. There are your usual arcade games, some console games set up on floating flatscreen televisions, and five dance game consoles (strangely similar to DanceDance Revolution and ParaPara Paradise, for those who know of them from home)— show them your moves and try to be as awesome as this guy. (Games can be a parody of just about any video games out there, so use your imagination. You can even have a special booth that's trying to promote a game like Sword Hell Touken Ranbu mania that you're either into yourselves or are victim to via plurk timelines. Or, you can have visual novels to play as they try to promote those. Anything goes, even if you probably wouldn't normally find it at a convention to play.)

If your character is from a video game, even with the game being played at the con as a parody, they can find little freebie trinkets that may have them as the character on it promoting the gameplay!)

When the sun goes down, that's when the party really starts. The CERESCON Rave takes place in another area—an unimaginably big ballroom on the second floor of the convention in its West Wing. Once 9:00PM hits, even if you are doing other con activities, volunteers will start coaxing you towards the direction of the rave. The longer you resist, the more insistent they will get. Although they will eventually drag your sorry butt there, you'll be able to leave around fifteen minutes after the rave starts and go back to what you were doing. If you somehow managed not to get dragged to the rave, the efficient cleaner robots will assume you are con equipment needing to be put away and lock you in a storage closet. Maybe if you scream really loud for help, someone will eventually notice and be able to open it so you can get yourself out of the dark.

As for the ballroom itself, the large space will be transformed in a fancy display (transformer style!! they obviously must have observed mecha transformations for it in particular because it's pretty much a ripoff) into a dance floor with blacklights, colored strobe lights before the doors close and everything goes black. At the back of the room, a large theater style video will play. At around 0:35 seconds in the video, all the lights will come back on for partying. And the end of the video will have the car come busting through the screen like its paper and the hamsters will get out and guess what!@! They're your DJs for the evening. They like it when you dance with them, so make sure to at least pretend for one song. Also, upon entering you'll have been given glowsticks of all kinds, so let loose and have a blast. (If your character so desired, they could have activated the glowsticks at any time. Note that there will be npc natives in addition to player characters at the rave!).

—and, hey, wallfowers!! Why aren't you dancing?? What did you get told about fun when you entered this convention?!
PROMPT IV
[ 00:00 ] CHECK OUT WHAT I HAVE UNDER THIS COAT.

A dealer's room! That should be harmless. Lets start with how incredibly huge it is and that they have some awesome music and live entertainment while you shop(?!)

There are all sorts of thing available to buy here—everything from knockoff comics and DVDs to keychains and plushies to somewhat more reasonably priced packaged snacks to cat ears that wriggle in accordance with your brainwaves. What a great use of science, right? All of the vendors are so excited to be here, and even more excited to have you looking at their wares! But mostly they're excited for your money.

They've employed the same kind of helpful robots that had kept people in line back at badge pick-up to usher people over to their stands, and if anyone uses excuses "It's too expensive" or "I don't have enough money," when declining interest in buying something, never fear. The robot-merchants will be more than glad to strongarm another shopper into joining you and will then proceed to repeat, "SHARING IS CARING, SO SPLIT THE BILL, CHINSWAD!" over and over again until you buy something... even if you don't actually know whoever they brought over.

The far side of the room is devoted to stalls where artists are hawking their wares. If you think you see some familiar faces mixed in with the unfamiliar ones in the artwork, that's because you do—some of the natives have taken to illustrating pictures and doujinshi featuring none other than you along with your friends from home, your cross-canon CR, or even just people you haven't met yet that they think you would look cute with. These works range from fluffy to disturbingly explicit, though underage characters won't find themselves featured in anything questionable (nor will they be able to look at the material). In fact, the dealers will seem to know when the udnerage are approaching, and will hide the explicit works from view before they can even see them, including taking goods you or another may currently be looking at.

Make sure you buy something before exiting! Getting to the exit without at least one purchase will have you stopped by the volunteers at the exit making sure people are exiting without killing each other. What do you mean you didn't buy something? Get back in there, because they aren't going to let you out until you do. In fact, if you try to exit without any merchandise, you'll be expected to get two. Please and thank you for demonstrating your enthusiasm to having fun this CERESCON. (If a character buys something for another character and gives it to them, it counts as purchasing an item. volunteers just conveniently know and so does Panda-san. ) Now get out and don't come back unless you're planning to buy something the next time you're here. Have a nice day.
BONUS
[ why:o'clock ] YOU WANT TO HIT MY WHAT?

And, of course, CERES has latched onto one of the more trying convention traditions. We aren't talking about shouts of "YOU JUST LOST THE GAME" or "BUTTSCRATCHER", or anything else that has been a thing shouted pointlessly. We are talking about good ol' paddles. Yaoi paddles. Yuri paddles. And many other varieties between and outside thereof the aformentioned, too. Natives have purchased them, and are extremely enthusiastic to have heard of the ways of other worlds using these items at conventions. Don't you worry, no matter who you are, they're coming for you, and probably when you least expect it.

Since it will happen multiple times throughout the convention regardless if you've already been graced by any, characters may start to realize that background noise (is this chase music?!) will be heard to alert you of paddler presence. Unfortunately, if you can hear the music, it means you are already in their sights and locked-on for targeting. You better run before they hit you, because if they do, you'll be incurring the effect of the paddle and have some terribly strong sexual desires to act on them (so if you're hit with an uke paddle, you'll end up feeling pretty hot and bothered quite soon along with the desire to be particularly submissive with your partner).

Obviously, the paddlers will try to lead you back (as you're pretty much going to end up in some sort of semi-stunned state for the first few minutes before it isn't numb anymore and the paddle effects set on) to find the right match for you! Because, really, what these natives to seem to be really doing is trying to get some real-life doujinshi scene actions from you guys. Give your loyal fans some fanservice and make them scream.

(You didn't really think they'd hit you with a paddle without an ulterior motive, did you...)

The effects will wear off in about a half-hour or until you do at least some form of physical contact. Kissing and above will be enough to get rid of the effects, although the more explicit the intimacy is, the longer period of time before more paddlers start looking for your cute butt, again.

If running isn't your thing, you finally seem to have some options to you. You can get a paddle of your own from a stall in the dealer's room. Other paddle wielders will leave you alone while you have it, as long as you're actively chasing others down! Happy hunting. These paddles can be anything from a normal paddle that induces no effect at all except the "innocent" slapping of someone's ass with said paddle or you can get your game on and take out your feelings of humiliation on other congoers. Or use it to your advantage if you got a crush or well, when you think about the possibilities are endless. Also, if you snap a paddle on someone, the native paddlers will console you for your loss and conveniently have another one to offer you.

If you try to hit natives possessing paddles of their own, they all seem to really like it and think that means you want to play with them. It won't end in your favor. Trust us.


Cerealians really can't understand why these things have mostly been banned in other worlds. This might be the most glorious part of the weekend to them.
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//RUN.EXE
Welcome to CEREALIA's Eighth Test Drive Meme. For your convenience, we have compiled a post detailing everyone's arrival experience and a FAQ that should explain everything in more detail. Please read them thoroughly before playing. Thank you!


sangwin: (01)

Seta Soujirou :: Rurouni Kenshin

[personal profile] sangwin 2015-05-12 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
phase i

[ Soujirou honestly hadn't been looking for the bathroom. Certainly not after the sword debacle -- not that he thought it was a debacle but security seemed to have certainly thought it was. It wasn't his fault he'd never had anything "peace-bonded" before, honestly. Nor was it his fault if he was much faster at running than all of them.

The point was, though, that somehow he'd ended up in the bathroom and now he was, well, trapped. The way he'd come in was blocked by a crowd of people waiting for the stalls or putting on their faces in front of the mirrors and no matter how much he tried to edge by them he seemed to end up back where he started.

Even a good "accidental" elbow shoved into people's faces didn't seem to clear the way . . . ]


phase iv

Ahaha, well if you insist -- ! It's a little troublesome for me, but I'm sure we all understand.

[ If anything, he has a flaw of being deflective at times. Unfortunately his deflections aren't doing a single lick of good here what so ever.

And that was how Soujirou ended up with an arm full of posters. Which he immediately turns and stuffs into the nearest trash can. But hey, it wasn't his money he was spending and if they kept giving him things... ]
twofold: (now you have forced our hand)

nishiki | donten ni warau

[personal profile] twofold 2015-05-12 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
► iii.
[ Politely, Nishiki kneels with her back against the wall. Her feet are tucked under her in a traditional seiza, even if she’s mat-less, and no doubt her shrine servant garb would get a few looks - the appreciative whispers of the “authenticity of her cosplay” is wholly lost on her.

Her eyes go from person to person. The lights and sounds (of the video game machines, although she does not know to call them that) are confusing, almost cacophonic, but not uninteresting.

To your character, she speaks up, ]


It’s alright.

[ Did you need reassurance? No? Well, here it is anyway. ]

These strange machines are not dangerous.
► iv.
[ At some point, someone put cat ears on her.

Every time she sees something new, they start twitching uncontrollably.




So, basically, they’re twitching uncontrollably. ]
► bonus.
[ It’s been less than half an hour since Nishiki was hit by the paddle and she is not, repeat, not enjoying this. Tugging at the neckline of her haori, she risks exposing her throat; in itself, hardly questionable - the Fuuma uniform doesn’t leave a great deal to the imagination to begin with - but her breath has hitched, stalling, bound up in. Well. Urges.

So, if your character is between sixteen and twenty? This is happening. (Gender is irrelevant.) ]


Pardon me, please.

[ Bowing her head, her two-toned waves fall close to her eyes, obscuring her. Only for a moment. Everything about this moment is awful. ]

May I kiss you? ...I feel it is the right thing to do.

[ If your character is below sixteen or above twenty, she’s just going to hold out a paddle for you to take. ] I believe you dropped this. [ That’s code for, “take it, I don’t want it.” ]
feytality: I AM A MAYA AND WHAT IS THIS (What is this I don't even)

bonus since you're so thirsty

[personal profile] feytality 2015-05-12 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Shoujo petals blow gently in the non-existent wind behind them]

[Except not really, Maya just looks Nishiki up and down, staring blankly. This.. is... new....]


U-Um..... It does?

[She knows she's beautiful, but, gosh, complete stranger, keep it in your pants]
twofold: (we stand by our ways)

[personal profile] twofold 2015-05-14 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Nishiki's hand darts out, plucking one of the pink shoujo petals out of the air. It feels very emblematic, and soft besides; she can't bring herself to let go of it. A faint blush settles high up on her cheek in slashes. ]

Yes.

[ She's not strictly wearing pants. And, also, no. ]

I'm sorry, but - you're very beautiful. It makes me feel odd.

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III

[personal profile] reprizesal 2015-05-12 08:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Her shrine servant garb drew his attention at first, along with her seiza style sitting. It's almost comforting for him to see, among the more outrageous and modern (or even "futuristic") costumes he's seeing around in this convention. Sayo stared at her from where he's standing, until her eyes meet his.

Silence.

And he blinks when she spoke. He glances over at the strange machines, and then back at her.
]

...They're not?
twofold: (it is not just a game that we play)

[personal profile] twofold 2015-05-14 03:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Nishiki doesn't smile, exactly, but there's a soft growing to her expression. She had felt much less at ease an hour ago, but after some time observing, she's grown comfortable. ]

They're not. They are loud but they will not harm you.

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iii.

[personal profile] deontology 2015-05-12 03:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[no, he didn't really need reassurance.

So he's just arching an eyebrow at her, before crossing his arms neatly behind his back.]


Nishiki. What are you doing? [why are you being a Reassurance Ninja. There are way more important things, like...

... well, there are probably more important things.]
twofold: (the ones behind the lies)

[personal profile] twofold 2015-05-14 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Awareness hits her rapidly. Sousei, captain of the Yamainu— former captain of the Yamainu. The correction is sharp and immediate, as she takes in his long hair and military coat. They’re incongruent with what she remembers, an Abe no Sousei who smiles.

Still, it’s not her place to comment on such a thing. ]


Observing, Sousei-san.

[ Her head dips. ]

If I disturbed you, it wasn’t my intent. Do you need something?

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fallingsakura: (abe nervous sweating?)

Phase IV

[personal profile] fallingsakura 2015-05-12 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[Botan just stares at the ears on Nishiki's head...they are really moving. Sure, she's seen odder things but this is still interesting.]

Are...you okay?
twofold: (right here we make our stand)

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[ Currently, Nishiki is bent over something blinking neon lights. When Botan speaks up, however, she gives the older woman her immediate and undivided attention, ] I’m not quite sure.

[ Seeing Botan’s gaze go to the ears, she anxiously adjusts the band so they’re straighter without taking them off.

(Someone gave them to her, after all.) ]


Are you well, Botan-san?

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allfortheclan: (♊ ninja bitchface)

bonus

[personal profile] allfortheclan 2015-05-14 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ There is a very familiar voice asking someone (not him) if she can kiss them. Shirasu turns sharply, to see what-- ]

What are you doing? [ If his tone is harsh, it's... a little more than he intended. ]
twofold: (we stand by our ways)

[personal profile] twofold 2015-05-14 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ ...

If her knees twitch, desperate to bend, it's an urge she does her best to stifle. ]


- head.

[ The title slips out, all thoughts of romance quickly evaporating from her head. For the moment. ]

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ailingsoul: (03)

iii

[personal profile] ailingsoul 2015-05-16 08:24 am (UTC)(link)
That's a relief...

[ he's never seen anything like them, before. they aren't frightening but -- ... they're unnerving. light and sound and picture being created aren't something he's used to at all, so even with nishiki's warning he's keeping his distance. ]
twofold: (we are never alone ever again)

[personal profile] twofold 2015-05-16 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Comfortably, she remains kneeling beside. As long as Soramaru-sama is near, safe, then there’s nothing to be afraid of. Still, though - he doesn’t look at ease. Her head raises, eyes studying the pull of his mouth. Softly: ]

Are you alright?

[ The way she says it, it may as well be the most important question ever uttered. ]
terroristpriest: (Default)

Nicholas D. Wolfwood | Trigun

[personal profile] terroristpriest 2015-05-12 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
i

[It's safe to say that even with all the explanations and power points, Wolfwood's still not 100% sure of what's going on. He never had a head for things like computers or coding and it's hard to form an opinion on what CERES is telling him when he doesn't understand the whole picture.

It doesn't help that he can't remember what he was doing before the world black screened on him. Sure, he remembers the Charon, remembers the shitty Project Head and monsters and the mess that came with it, but after that... Nothing. It's how Wolfwood finds himself in line on accident, only to realize belatedly that there is no escaping whatever mess he's walked into now.

He goes with the flow reluctantly, bitching at the handlers as his cross and gun are peace bonded, and ends up in the con proper. It's pretty obvious from his expression that the guy is a fish out of water, meandering around until he can find an exit - right up until he spots a familiar flash of red and blond spikes, posing for a group of squealing girls.

It never really occurred to him what he'd say if he saw Vash again, how he'd explain what had happened in the last couple of months, but that's all out the window as he makes a beeline to the gunman...

And promptly decks him in the back of the head mid-picture.]


Oi, broom head! When the hell did you get here?

[Vash? recoils, as expected, hands coming up to gingerly touch the back of his head. 'Haha, good throw there buddy!' He says it in good cheer, slinging an arm over Wolfwood's shoulder to drag him closer and whisper in his ear: 'Hey, I don't mind putting on a show but be gentle next time, okay? That really hurt!'

There's a beat where Wolfwood looks like he's considering, followed by another punch to the back of the head. This time the cosplayer goes stumbling into you to get away and Wolfwood follows with a vicious smile on his face, cracking his knuckles.]


I'm sorry, I guess I just don't realize my own strength.

ii

[It's almost his turn in line and it feels like it's been forever since he had something to eat, even longer since he had anything decent. The Charon was not known for it's tasty food, and when they actually had something to eat, it had reanimated and tried to kill them all. Needless to say, Wolfwood's more than a little excited at the idea of ramen - even if the portion sizes look a little small and the prices are not appealing.

He queues up once it's his turn, places his order and sighs in relief. Finally, he thinks as he pulls out his wallet, something is going right.

He thumbs through the bills for a moment, looking at the register total with a confused frown.]


Haaa, are you... sure... that's the right price?

[Clearly there must be some confusion, but the cashier merely nods and smiles. Wolfwood's stomach lets out a pained gurgle and he hangs his head.]

I don't have enough. [Suddenly, he turns around to face the person behind him in line.] Ah, you wouldn't let a guy starve, right?

iii

[When he gets caught up in the throng of people heading to the rave, Wolfwood makes his way to the nearest corner, determined to take up as much space as humanly possible and get away from the crowd. It seems like it's working for the most part, most people too busy dancing to pay him any mind and he celebrates the momentary reprieve by lighting up one of his precious cigarettes. He takes a deep drag to settle his frayed nerves and exhales, holding the cigarette for all of a moment when a sharp slap hits his hand.

His cigarette goes tumbling to the floor and Wolfwood almost stoops down to rescue it - right up until the clawed foot of security panda stomps it out.]


What the hell was that for?!

[He's a few seconds from going ballistic, but before he can escalate, security shoves a glow stick into the hand that was holding his cigarette.]

bonus??

[After an incident with the security panda at the rave, you'd think Wolfwood would be on his best behavior. You'd also be completely wrong.

The chase music doesn't phase him - not being hip with pop culture will do that to a guy - but the quickly approaching shrieks are enough to get his attention. He pivots quickly, a hand out to block the incoming attack and manages to catch the paddle. Wolfwood doesn't wait, yanking the paddle out of his attacker's hand only to bring it down on their head. While one of them appears to be taken care of, unfortunately there's definitely more, and he turns to the first person he sees with a paddle, holding the one he stole as a weapon.]


You really wanna do this? I ain't messin' around!
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feytality: (You can't say no to this face)

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[personal profile] feytality 2015-05-12 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
[His first mistake was exposing his wallet. His second mistake was underestimating his opponent; trying to mooch the moocher. An ordinary mortal might be fooled, might be suckered. But this Maya Fey, the queen moocher, and and he was a fool to believe he could ever take her on. He has no idea who he's dealing with. Or maybe he does. Either way, his mistakes are fatal.]

[Maya innocently reaches out to snag said wallet, peering inside of it curiously. Just as innocently, she loudly exclaims:]


Wow, you've got enough for both of us in here, Mr. Wolfwood! That's great, because I'm starving, too....!

[Conveniently, her stomach growls, too. And she slowly looks up at him with imploring eyes.]

You'll make sure we both don't die of hunger, right?

[Your move, chuckles.]
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incendii: perhaps I'll change my mind. (human | that's interesting.)

Olisha | Original Character

[personal profile] incendii 2015-05-13 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ prompt one ]

[ ...what the hell is this? Did Olisha just wake up in some weird-ass dream? Though, she seems disappointed that for once, this delusion wasn't brought on by smoking some good sage.

There seems to be people dressed up as Lucifer, trying to scare others which earns nothing more than a sigh and a shake of the head. Then, there's two succubi posing for the cameras, being overt and classless. A few Beezlebubs, Abbadons, Apophos, etc. This sure wasn't home, that much was for sure.

...And then there's people dressing up as her. Some people are dressed in what appears to be scraps of clothing and then inaccuracies. She never had a tail to begin with, the wings are obviously fake, and the family crest wasn't right. ]


If you're going to impersonate me, at least have some talent in those half-assed costumes.

[ A few people praise her for the spot-on characterization and others think that she's some kind of fake or trying too hard. Some people didn't appreciate true talent, it seems like.

Ordinarily, she would have killed these people, but they're amusing her for now -- which is always a good thing. At least she can get her kicks in for a few minutes before putting these people out of their misery. ]


[ prompt two ]

[ Olisha, quite frankly, isn't that hungry and not a lot interests her to do. Origami lessons? Who needed that? A way to try to cast a spell? Amateurs. Although she can smell some meat being cooked. Well, if she has to eat, meat's the way to go. But, that line--

Well, when in Con Hell, do what they do:

Strut your stuff and work it. Her devilishly good looks help get her ahead of the line and she makes sure to pull down the shirt she has low enough to display her cleavage. Of course, with a few of these cosplayers being basement dwellers with their "waifus", it works. ]


Maybe if you're extra good, I'll let you touch them.

[ Not in a million years, sorry to say. ]

[ prompt three ]

[ It's later on in the evening, and quite frankly, Olisha's patience is growing thin. This all was a waste of time and very few people here were worth even having the pleasure of their souls being consumed. A growl passed her lips when she noticed someone yanking her into the rave and those red eyes of her's glow ominously. ]

Unless if you're not attached to that arm, I'd suggest you let me go. Now. [ That last word is barked out and the person is terrified so much that they just run, screaming. ]

Why isn't there any absinthe to drink here? I'd even take Golden Grain at this rate... [ She mutters, folding her arms under her chest. ]

[ prompt four ]

[ This was getting past the point of ridiculous and ventured straight into absurd territory. She had no use for these wares at all, unless if they were selling alcohol which was sorely needed at this point if she was to put up with anymore of this bullshit. So, instead of buying useless crap -- even if they did have figures of her and her associates -- she decides to just sit down in an empty chair, crossing her legs over one another. ]

Ridiculous.

[ bonus ]

[ Oh, hell no. Now, while Olisha was all for a little punishment here and there, this was just downright childish. So, before she's on the receiving end of one of those stupid paddles, the unfortunate recipient can have it be set on fire for no reason. Or, if one is rather determined, the sorceress decides to just phase through the wall. Waste of energy, yes, but at least she's getting away from these shenanigans as quickly as possible.

Although, if you're trying to get away from these shenanigans like she is, she'll take notice of you and walk up. ]


Hey, you want to get out of here?

[ Phasing or teleporting again was really going to tire her out as long as she's in her human form and she knew it's a waste of energy, but she's not going to be subjected to infantile games like these. ]
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[personal profile] swordboning 2015-05-13 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Archer just crosses his arms.

Sure, it's a good look but he's a bit immune to this kind of thing. Mostly thanks to living an eternity and the fact that his Master would probably kill him.]


I'll pass. That kind of thing is useless anyway.

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Kumou Chuutarou | Donten ni Warau

[personal profile] littlestcloud 2015-05-13 11:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I

[ what do you mean his hat isn't authentic--Sora-nii made it for him?? ]

III

[ Things Chuutarou Regrets Right Now: being told to follow all the other people to the party.

Normally a party would be great.

Normally a party doesn't also have odd (and painful) flashing lights in a dark room, large heaving masses of people you can get sucked into or giant pandas that won't stop trying to get him inside the heaving masses of people.

Some please save him. Before the pandas find him again. ]


IV

[ Wow there is a lot of stuff here! Chuutarou has been happily getting lost among the stalls, admiring the plushes (that one almost looked like Gerokichi), the oddly twitching cat ear headbands (I wonder if Botan-sensei would want one?), and the very familiar artwork (You drew Ten-nii!! Does that mean he's here?!). ]

Wildcard

[Make your own!]
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III

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[ Shirasu's no happier to being in the "rave" than most people, but he's stuck there until he can find a way to get out of there.

But he catches sight of a very familiar hat being harassed by the security people. The security people get the hilt of a kunai in their face as he drags Chuutarou somewhere safer. Anyone who has a problem with that will have something sharper to deal with. ]


Chuutarou, are you all right?

[ There are.... so many issues that will come up, but the boy's safety is important, first. ]

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III

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[GUESS WHO'S GETTING SAVED.

CHUUTAROU.

GUESS WHO'S DOING THE SAVING.

TENKA!!!!

aka Tenka can spot his baby brother out of a crowd no problem and he's immediately getting scooped right off the ground, into Tenka's arms.

Don't mind how heavily his heart must be beating, Chuutarou -- he just missed you.]


Chuutarou...! I find you here of all places?!

[Though even as there's definitely emotion in his voice, he's also grinning like no other. After months of looking, finally -- he found you.]

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IV (Precious sun baby!)

[personal profile] fallingsakura 2015-05-14 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[The people saying she doesn't look like the real Botan is annoying enough. The dealers room just proves to be even more of a pain until she notices someone that is not a cosplayer. Approaching the familiar face with a bright smile, she is all too happy to see he's okay.]

Did you find something fun?

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littlestbaskerville: nope i'm gonna marry master glen just you see (✿ don't try to look cool; believe in -)

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[So far Lily has been enjoying the dealers room. There were a lot of cute things...heck she even found a plushie of Bandersnatch and even one of Tove, so of course she bought them both. Hugging them close she bumps into someone that looks kind of familiar as she looks at more toys.

Staring at him she isn't sure what to say at first.]


Hmmm....

tove is so adorable

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iv.

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[That's...a familiar face. Familiar clothing. Familiar hair. And even if Sousei hasn't had much to do with Chuutarou, he can't help but feel bad about the fact that he basically left Chuutarou in the possession of a serial killer during that whole fiasco.

Granted, he had no idea that was the case, but even so.

Chuutarou should never have had to deal with that.

So he approaches, ignoring the crowd that mumbles and grumbles as he goes against the general flow of it, and--]


Chuutarou.

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Date Masamune | Samurai Warriors

[personal profile] dragonofoushuu 2015-05-21 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Prompt I]

[The peace-bonding has left the young dragon in a bit of a sour mood, though he understands the need for it. The first few fans actually cheers him up, they remind him of the people in the castle town who graciously welcomed their lord whenever he stepped out of the castle. He obliges to the photos, striking a few confident poses with the aura of a powerful daimyo which he musters.

And then come the army of crescent-helmets in all shapes and sizes. Some were black and green like himself, others were blue and black. Some grin and act way too friendly when they see the 'quality of his outfit' and his 'natural-looking wig'. And why the hell does he need platforms?

Whoever mentioned the idea for a 'group picture' deserved to be shot because he's getting dragged away reluctantly to join in.]


PUT ME DOWN YOU IMBECILES! HANDS OFF!

[Prompt II]

[Naturally he got attracted to the most flashy booth, and boy was that a mistake. It's a long journey to outside, but if it means being able to save his wallet from the exorbitant convention food prices, it's worth-

SPLAT. STEP STEP STEP.

There goes his melon soda and sandwich. Thanks to a black and white bear. And his temper too.]


You fucking ingrate! I'll blow you to bits!

[Peace-bonded or not, there's the pistol in its deceptively adorable face.]

[Prompt III]

[People sure come up with weird new ways to amuse themselves, not that Masamune minds. He's looking at everything there's up for grabs, and trying a few games for himself (especially the flashier ones).

Admittedly, he's starting to like this place.

And then there are the literal war games. What kind of imbeciles would think that fighting wars are fun?

He can't help but snicker.]


[Prompt IV]

[FUCKING. HELL.

These were the most annoying and persistent merchants he ever met. If they ever found themselves in Oushuu they would be out the moment they arrived.

Though, he has bought a few shiny futuristic-looking toy weapons. Glowing blades, and some futuristic-guns with strange designs. Dominators? What a strange name.

And then comes the doujins, oh boy is he in for a surprise.]


[Bonus]

[WHY DID THEY PEACE BOND HIS WEAPONS

HE HAD ENOUGH BULLETS FOR ALL THESE WRETCHES.

THE HELL IS WITH THEIR BROKEN JAPANESE.

WHY THE FUCK ARE THEY ALLOWED WEAPONS.]

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