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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.

//SCENARIOS.EXE
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!


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Erron Black | Mortal Kombat (i'm so sorry)

[personal profile] sandstorm 2015-05-09 09:14 pm (UTC)(link)
I
[ No. Just no.

It was bad enough that they tried to take all of Erron’s weaponry. His caltrops, his guns, his tarkatan blade and even his sand bombs of all things. He’s being assaulted by a whole bunch of screaming girls, who have taken to telling him how he looks better shirtless and how his alternate costume where he’s a Magical Michael ripoff was better. ]


Get out of my way.

[ He’s just about had enough of them, he really doesn’t have time for any of this. So don’t mind this cowboy as he tries to push through the throngs of people and most of all, those screaming girls. And he ain't happy about it. ]

III
[ Erron really wanted out at this point. Somehow in a bid to escape all the people, he found himself smack bang in the middle of the rave. Horrendous music started playing and he was handed a set of glowsticks by some enthusiastic congoers. What the hell was he supposed to do with these? These didn’t look like they’d cause any harm at all.

So Erron decides to just toss these glowsticks. Don’t mind if he hits you or something with them, he can’t help that his aim is that good and he always hits his mark. Even if it was unintentional. ]


WHY O’CLOCK
[ Crap.

Whatever those Yaoi Paddles were, he didn’t like the sound of them. He just about got away from some frenetic looking person with one by taking one of a random conger. That was enough to make them stop chasing them, but at the same time…

This thing in his hand had an awful aura around it. Don’t tell him he actually has to chase someone and whack them with it. He’s killed enough people, but if the crowd of onlookers is anything to go by - it looks less like bloodshed and more like coitus.

His face contorts in disgust. Why has his Emperor forsaken him. ]
Edited 2015-05-09 21:16 (UTC)
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Jushiro Ukitake | Bleach

[personal profile] fightforpride 2015-05-09 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I

[Ukitake had to admit that he had absolutely no idea about what was happening. One moment he was in the Soul Society, the next he was being given a presentation with some strange (and utterly fascinating) technology, and still the next he was being ushered into a line for something called a 'convention.' It was all baffling and, although he wasn't one-hundred percent certain that he was willing to believe everything he was told, he was glad that he wasn't the only highly noticeable individual in the building. Even the peace bonding, though an insult to his honor as a warrior, could be forgotten for the moment.

There was something to be said about all of the revelry. Even if it was absurd, he wanted to make the most of it. That is, until....]


You didn't take much time to get ready this morning, did you?

[It took the older man a moment to process that he was being spoken to. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a petite girl who....was dressed like he was.]

I'm sorry?

[He didn't understand. He hadn't packed anything. Why was this a problem?]

II

[Midday came slowly within the crowded building, and Ukitake was loathe to admit that he was fading fast. His stomach felt like it was tied in a knot-- and, to tell the truth, he couldn't recall the last time he had eaten anything. His appetite came in spurts and, though he took care to make sure that he was eating decently enough, there were still times when he forgot...or, simply slept until noon.

His vision blurred, and he felt light headed. This wasn't good...]


Wildcard

[Don't like any of these? Make one up!]
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echo baskerville (noise) | pandora hearts | ota

[personal profile] duldum 2015-05-09 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
PHASE II-ISH
[ should you ever decide to glance up while waiting in line among the food vendors, you may spot the tiny figure of one, echo baskerville, sitting atop one of the many trucks around the area. she sits perched and vigilant, completely still save for the hurried movement of her pen on paper. lucky enough to be brought here with her diary, echo is quick at work in recording the festivities, which seem to fascinate her... despite the somewhat dull look in her eyes.

maybe you're fortunate enough to sneak behind her and reach over her shoulder, or close enough to hear her mutter her words out loud as she writes: ]


??:12   Citizen gets in line.
??:40   Citizen orders "geez fries" through excessive use of out-door voice and vulgarities.
??:41   Enraged panda creature appears to rid citizen of their "geez fries." Suspicion that "geez fries" may be toxic. Heroic panda? Heroic panda.
??:42   Citizen engages in tears and rage. Possible addiction to "geez fries" compromised.

BONUS
[ AND SO IT HAS COME TO THIS. echo is not one for playing games, but it did not take her too long to figure out how to come out on top of this one. though she may have been a little side-tracked by the festivities and crowds, she's resolved to get back on track in locating her master oz vincent, but after too many attempts at thwarting from the natives, echo has decided to fight back.

so please try not to be alarmed when this tiny girl drops down from a nearby roof to land right on top of you, wielding what appears to be a wooden paddle with the word UKE stamped across it. ]


Hello. [ hey at least she's polite. ] Please remain still while Echo administers your "punishment." [ is she getting the jargon right? she took notes down and everything. ] Any resistance will be met with double the paddling. Thank you for your cooperation.

[ she raises the paddle... ]

CYOA
[ feel free to make up your own scenario! ]
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Kazuya Minegishi | Devil Survivor: Overclocked

[personal profile] belfire 2015-05-09 09:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Prompt I

That's like the third sexy Yuzu I've seen, three more than I've ever wanted to see...

[Kazuya was squatting by one of the few bins littering the convention, staring at the people walking past with an intense, scrutinising eye. Cosplayers, cosplayers everywhere, and no Atsuro beside him to help him navigate this strange land. Why people were cosplaying him and his friends, he didn't know, didn't even want to know, and he leered uncertainly at the "Yuzu" strutting past, unsure on how to take the exposed cleavage and the mini-skirt that covered nothing at all. He probably looked like a total perv, staring blatantly like that, but, really, look, look at that, it was all just... out there]

Hmm... that one isn't bad though, I guess. [He leaned forwards on his toes, watching the Yuzu until she was well out of sight] Around a... seven. Definitely a seven.

Prompt III

[If there was one thing an upstanding Messiah like himself barely did, it was raving, so when he was bundled into a massive hall, lights flashing and music thumping, glowsticks in hand, Kazuya decided to throw his all right into it. He was like a kid, jumping around and waving those glowsticks like a lunatic, his white cape smacking any unfortunate soul standing near him right in the face.

Sorry random people, he's totally ignorant of his surroundings, so if you get a glowstick to the face, or elbow to the ribs, or an amorous cape flapping around you... he's totally not sorry about it.

Somebody stop him]


Prompt IV

[An unfortunate shopper will find themselves getting dragged over to a rather grumpy teenager arguing with what seems like a Pixie and one of the convention robots over a pretty, glittery hairclip of all things.]

I'm not buying it.

Pleeeeeeease, Master! Look how cute it is! It will totally fit your adorable looks!

Adorable!? Who're you calling adorable, you little-!

I agree with the fairy. You should buy it, it would look "cool" on you.

Don't try to sweet talk me into it! It costs like a billion! I'm not paying that, you damn tin can!

[It looks like blood- er, robotic circuitry is going to be shed soon...]
Edited 2015-05-09 21:33 (UTC)
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hazama | blazblue

[personal profile] catallergies 2015-05-09 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
phase numero uno.

[ so he was just Doing His Thing which is taking in the sights and planning murder of small kittens when he's accosted by a cosplayer. haha, acosted. the cosplayer is dressed like a certain someone and starts swinging their big form sword at him. hazama's just going to stand there and tilt his head, looking rather confused. ]

Ah... excuse me?

[ the cosplayer apparently wants to do a bit of roleplay, which hazama finds kind of creepy actually. seriously, roleplay? weirdo. but he's still watching the cosplayer dig himself into his hole. YOU WON'T GET MY HAND THIS TIME, TIMOTHY the cosplayer yells and hazama plays innocent. ]

Your hand? What would I do with just a hand. I'd just take the whole arm.

[ the cosplayer looks miffed and sets the sword down, wagging a finger at hazama. that's not the line. timothy doesn't take rupert's arm! it's the hand. do you even know the canon? ]

Of course I do! I was just--

[ well, your hat's all wrong for timothy anyway. hazama scowls. ]

I was just under the impression that it would be more logical to take the whole limb. Honestly, what's he supposed to do with a hand? Look, I can demonstrate for you.

[ demonstrate?

and if anyone's witnessing this, they might see the gleam of hazama reaching behind him and pulling a very shiny butterfly knife out his pants. someone stop him from maiming the cosplayer? ]

phase numero dos.

[ this one's pretty simple. are you in line for a certain panel?

yeah, hazama's going to cut in front of you. thanks for saving the spot! ]

phase numero cuatro.

[ EVERY SINGLE DEALER TABLE WITH CAT RELATED ITEMS HAS NOW BEEN VANDALIZED.

who could commit such a heinous act!! seriously, stuffed cats? ripped apart. cat ear hats? there's an ear missing. cat related snacks? thrown in the trash.

art about cats? giant dicks drawn all over them.

seriously, who could have done this!!

meanwhile, hazama's going to be standing off to the side wearing a pair of cat ears right over his fedora. seems he got to the cats before the vandal did! gee wizz, who could have done this?

]
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ichigo hitofuri | touken ranbu | ota

[personal profile] oneblade 2015-05-09 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Prompt I

[Ichigo really isn't sure what's going on any more. At first there had been outright confusion as he quietly stood in queue for something. This wasn't the citadel and it didn't look like anything he'd ever seen. Considering the technology of 2205 and the fact it still baffled the princely blade, this was way above and beyond his scope of understanding. And so at first Ichigo simply goes along with it, golden eyes looking this way and that as he tries to glean some kind of information from his surroundings. Even after being peace-bonded (which involved another queue to stand in), Ichigo hasn't got a clue. Not that he has much time anymore, right now the cosplayers are descending and the poor thing doesn't stand much of a chance against that onslaught.

The first few had seemed nice enough, Ichigo listening to their squeals and standing still for what they called a photo. They didn't seem inclined to talk about where they were though, claiming that it broke the "immersion" of the whole thing.

And then the arguments started, and right now all Ichigo can do is stand and watch with an almost pained, awkward expression on his face. Apparently it was something to do with the shade of his hair? And who he hung out with in the citadel? And what was an uke? Ichigo doesn't know and is pretty certain he doesn't want to ask, not when the gaggle of girls are currently having what feels like the loudest shouting match known to mankind over something called orientation. Ichigo would happily point out when it came to orientation he was a bit lost and didn't know where he was, but getting a word in edgeways is a nightmare.]


I'm just going to go...thank you for your hospitality.... [The blade is 100% they never even heard him, but hey he was still going to be nice enough when leaving them. It's just a shame he only takes a few steps before a large group of girls and guys mob him, all demanding that he joins their group because they must have him, and that "arr enn jii" hates them that seeing him is like seeing a miracle happen before their eyes.]

Uh thank you but I have to be going now and - [Anything Ichigo has to say is cut off when the original group stomp over, and even Ichigo can tell it's about to probably break out into a giant argument. Someone has him by the arm and he's already wondering if he should just shrug that off and move away. Then again he's feeling a little responsible and so the blue-haired blade simply stands there to watch the trainwreck happen, somewhat aghast that people are actually gearing up to fight over him. How do they even know him? None of this makes sense. Please, someone save him!]

Bonus.

[Speaking of saving.....If anyone sees a streak with blue hair go sprinting past, that's simply Ichigo running for his life. He doesn't know what the paddles are for and he doesn't want to stand still long enough to find out. Earlier the music had changed to something garish, and as Ichigo was mulling that one over someone had taken a swipe. Being a blade meant decent reflexes and he was able to just avoid getting that particular ass-smack. Not that it made much difference, the hunter was definitely on the ball and were already taking a second swing by the time Ichigo realized what was going on.

Even now fifteen minutes later the blade is pausing only to take in his surroundings, apologising to anyone he may or may not have bumped into when running past before taking up his mad dash for sanity again. Why was this even a thing? Maybe if he could just find a spare wooden bat he could take up arms and counter them, but staying still for any length of time simply meant his pursuer showed back up.

Why? And where was the exit? Ichigo is pretty certain that this is what humans called a nightmare, and right now he'd like to wake up pronto!]


Wildcard.

[Open to anything! Chances are if there's a queue for it, Ichigo is stood there, quietly lamenting his life right now.]
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I

[personal profile] kujou 2015-05-09 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
My name's Hinako! Not Yuzu!

[ She says, putting her hands on her hips. ]

Honestly... you would think I had my demons out or there was something wrong with my face with the way you were staring at me.
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gokotai | sord harem (touken ranbu)

[personal profile] gohiki 2015-05-09 09:45 pm (UTC)(link)
prompt zero. near the entrance

[ he -- sort of understands it. he sort of understands why the guards here (wherever this is) would want people's weapons secured, to make sure that nobody will get hurt. so gokotai is docile enough when the security people wrap a strange bit of ribbon around his blade form, keeping it stuck in its sheathe. there isn't be any reason to fight here, so that should be okay, right?

but then they pull him aside to cinch a bunch of that strange ribbon around his waist and awkwardly over his shoulder, despite his meek protests. and around his poor tiger cub's waist, too. it's uncomfortable, these people are scary, and his tiger certainly isn't enjoying the entire process. not a fun time.

by the time he finally emerges from the peacebonding area, gokotai can be found looking on the verge of tears, bright yellow duct tape criss-crossed over his jacket, whimpering as he tries to smooth out his tangled hair.

or just crouched in front of a piece of furniture -- sorry if you're sitting on that couch already -- trying to coax out the tiger cub that's scampered beneath it to huddle in the corner and claw at the duct tape wrapped around its middle. ]


-- no, you shouldn't! They said if you take it off, they'll just put on another one ... Come back out, please?

prompt two. food area

[ if you're hanging around the food booths, you might see this pale kid with a tiger cub riding on his shoulder walk by ... then circle back ... and pace past the food booths ... then circle around again, back once more. he's waffling around indecisively, hesitating around some booths, flitting past, then coming back.

listen closely and you can hear him mumbling to himself, ]


That costs so much. And I don't know if tigers can eat this ...

[ sorry if he's distracted enough to walk into you. especially if you're carrying food and he happens to knock it out of your hands, or all over you. ]

wildcard.

[ no matter where you find him, he's probably looking kind of nervous and lost. anything goes! :) ]
belfire: (suspicious side squint)

[personal profile] belfire 2015-05-09 09:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Er.

[Kazuya was a little surprised to see that this sexy Yuzu wasn't a Yuzu at all, but someone who could definitely pass as her sister, or aunt, or something. Someone definitely older. He squinted]

Eh, sorry, I guess. Couldn't help but stare, what with your... everything threatening to pop out. [Pause] How is it even staying there? Are you keeping it on with glue?

iii.

[personal profile] gohiki 2015-05-09 09:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[ the only reason he's in this rave area is, frankly, because he got lost and then one of those scary attendant-people-things shoved him into the room. it's dark, it's noisy, and there's far too much going on, and his head's spinning as he stumbles around trying to find the exit.

perfect opportunity for kazuya to land a two-hit combo.

the elbow to the solar plexus catches him off-guard, and when he stumbles, his feet snag on that ridiculous cloak, tangling up around his ankles. gokotai goes down like a ton of bricks with a startled 'aah!' -- and since he's all caught up in that cloak, that means kazuya's coming down with him. ]
Edited 2015-05-09 21:59 (UTC)
kujou: (pic#8478806)

[personal profile] kujou 2015-05-09 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Haaah?!

[ Hinako now gets up in Kazuya's space, pointing at him accusingly with a finger and yes, her boobs are close and jiggling in a gravity defying manner. ]

How is what staying where? You have some sort of problem with a woman whose confident in her own skin?
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[personal profile] gohiki 2015-05-09 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[ congrats erron, you just shoved aside a spindly (not-really-)child almost hard enough to make him fall flat on his face. i hope you're proud of yourself.

but gokotai's all wrapped up in duct tape and zip-ties from being (forcibly) peace-bonded, and somewhere in the process of getting jostled in the crowd, erron's poncho's gotten tangled up in his binds. it might be a few paces before erron realizes he's got a tagalong being dragged after him, squeaking nervously as he tries to untangle himself. ]


-- um! I'm sorry, I -- I didn't mean to!
swordsitter: (i don't want to rest in peace)

..bo..nus......

[personal profile] swordsitter 2015-05-09 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ haru doesn't even know what he's doing here. he was on his way somewhere, and then he ended up in a line???? and they wouldn't let him get out of it?????? and it's been insane from the beginning, which he's beginning to accept as the norm here. what the hell kind of convention is this, though? if he hears anyone else crooning over 'height difference' or complaining that he isn't a miko-type, he may actually scream. (what is any of that supposed to mean, anyway?)

and now there's this. he'd been hiding around a particularly pointless corner when he'd seen the suspiciously-coloured blur pass by, and after a moment to make sense of it, he'd taken off after him. ]


Ichi-nii! [ he's a little breathless, but hopefully the spirit hears him (and realizes it's him). ]
belfire: (creeped out blush)

[personal profile] belfire 2015-05-09 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kazuya squawked and almost fell flat on his ass with how quickly he tried to lean back. He's a dude, right, but, he doesn't want to face plant in some stranger's chest, okay]

I do when it defies logic! Look! How is your- [Shirt? Half-bra? BOOB COVERINGS??] Boob straps even staying on?! I demand answers! It's glue, right?! It has to be!
vampireclone: (I can almost feel the rest)

Ichiru Kiryuu (Fac!Au) | Vampire Knight

[personal profile] vampireclone 2015-05-09 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Prompt I

[He doesn't know why he's here - why he has to be here. But after watching some others step out of line outside, Ichiru figured he should just go along with it and get it over with. Clearly he wasn't going to be allowed to find something else to do with his time and made sure to keep a tight grip on his sword. They hadn't wanted to take it away but they were insistent on peace-bonding it, which he was fine with as long as it was still in his possession.

At the moment it just seemed as if everyone was mingling and Ichiru had no problem stopping to take pictures with random strangers (or people dressed like others who were familiar to him). They all did complain that he should have his mask but he politely answered that he forgot it. In return, he stated how good their "costumes" looked.

Ichiru doesn't bother actively searching for people he knows... not with people dressed up like others but if he sees someone with silver, black or blond hair - well, he may wander over curiously to see if its anyone he may know. Especially if it looks as though it might be someone who isn't dressed up. He'll greet them with a faint smile.]


It's crazy around here, isn't it?

Prompt IV

[The day continues on with all sorts of things - panels, dancing, people eating all around him at lunch time. Eventually he ends up in the dealer's room with people and robots alike pressuring him to buy things. For the first few times "I'm not interested" appears to work and he walks away from the table without purchasing any of the merchandise. Ichiru really doesn't feel the need to buy anything but it appears that he won't be allowed to leave without buying at least one item.

So he does browse the tables for something he might actually want to buy rather than something he's forced to buy. Eventually, he does find something. Something small but meaningful to him even if there are a dozen more like it on the table next to it. Ichiru stops and picks up the necklace of the Buster Sword. For a moment, he simply stares at it.]


I'll take this.

Bonus

[While everything else that's happened has been bearable, this is something Ichiru isn't going to get caught up in. There is no way he's going to let someone paddle his butt (even if it's done gently). Especially not when he's seen the way people act afterwards. So the moment he hears the music, Ichiru looks around for the individual with the paddle and takes off in the other direction.

Never more than now, he's grateful for the enhanced speed his vampire powers give him. Except in a crowd of people, it's only natural that he accidentally bumps into someone while fleeing. If it appears like they might fall over, Ichiru will reach out and grab at their shoulder.]


Sorry, I didn't intend to bump into you like that.
belfire: (AH HAH!)

[personal profile] belfire 2015-05-09 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kazuya's shriek at being brought down to ground level was not dignified in the slightest.

At least he landed on something soft, although said soft thing was all tangled up in his cape, and Kazuya had a moment of panic, remembering that one time with the Ym demon- no, okay, there're no tentacles, it's all cool, it felt like a... person dude?]


Uuuugh, pervert! [Kazuya vainly tried to squirm free, blindly smacking the unfortunate person with his glowstick] The hell you trying to do! Huh??

[So sorry...]
swordsitter: (with legs too weak to make a stand)

near the entrance..

[personal profile] swordsitter 2015-05-09 10:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[ what the hell is even going on.. haru is actually trying to leave when he spots a small figure and a head of pale hair crouched by a couch. for a moment, he almost dismisses it, because surely not.. but then he takes a few steps closer and realizes that no, he's not imagining it. that's.. that's definitely gokotai, wrapped up in zip-ties and fluorescent tape.

.. ah.

moving to his side, he crouches next to him, reaching out to gently pat his back. ]


Is your cub being difficult, Gokotai-kun? [ it's certainly not a dramatic reunion, but honestly, haru has never been the dramatic type, no matter how glad he is to see more of his spirits appearing here. ]

[personal profile] gohiki 2015-05-09 10:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ awesome. he's nervous enough that that shriek is enough to make him give a short, startled yelp in response -- and then yelp again when he's suddenly being whapped across the head with ... something. whatever it is, it's just solid enough that it kind of hurts.

still tangled up in that stupid cloak and unable to really back away, gokotai barely manages to shield his head with his one free arm, inadvertently kneeing kazuya right in his tender midside as he tries to sit up. ]


I'm not -- a pervert! I just ... ! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!
oneblade: (pic#9081102)

[personal profile] oneblade 2015-05-09 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[Wait. Was that- ?! Ichigo spares a quick glance over his shoulder, noticing Haru and feeling a brief sense of relief. It was! If Haru was nearby then at least they could start figuring things out from the ground up. The quick glimpse of the other seemed to say that Haru was just as confused, though. Now all Ichigo has to do is dump his chasers. Easier said than done right? Except not. These guys were somewhat desperate to beat him with their stick and unfortunately for them Ichigo was equally determined to not take those hits.

The risk of standing still is too great and so Ichigo simply does a u-turn in his sprinting, circling around and running towards Haru. The blade reaches out to try and snag Haru's arm, wholly intent on saving his master from the oncoming enemy.]
We shouldn't let them catch up with us.
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[personal profile] sandstorm 2015-05-09 10:21 pm (UTC)(link)
What in hell is going on here?

[ Erron finally notices the poor little scamp tangled in his poncho. How did he get here and more importantly, why was he still tangled to him? ]

Did something get to you or you here for fun?

[ At this point, he doesn't know anymore. ]

[personal profile] gohiki 2015-05-09 10:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[ probably not too surprising that even a gentle pat to the back is enough to make him give a startled jump, a muffled 'wah!' escaping from the back of his throat. but when gokotai looks up to see a familiar face, his eyes immediately well up with tears. mostly of relief. ]

Aruji-sama ...

[ a small sniffle before he nods, wiping at his cheek with the back of his sleeve and trying to keep his voice steady. ]

It's not quite that. This, um. 'Peace-bonding?' [ a brief tug at the uncomfortable tape slung all over him. ] I think it startled him, and he's trying to take it off. But then they'll just do it again, so I need to stop him. If I could reach a little further, I could pull him out, but ...
belfire: (flat look)

[personal profile] belfire 2015-05-09 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Gah!

[Gokotai's accidental knee managed to knock Kazuya out of his half-panicked flailing, leaving him slightly winded as he recoiled as much as he could to nurse his side. Owww... huh, wait, that hurt? That shouldn't hurt. Physical attacks had no effect on him whatsoever. Did he somehow unequipped Repel Phys during his mad journey to this multi-dimensional convention?]

Eh...? Huh...?

[It seemed the momentary confusion spared Gokotai from further abuse, and the Messiah wriggled about in the messy tangle they were in, lifting the glowstick to try and better see his assailant's face]

Who the hell are you, pervert-jerk? You just hit me!
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1/2? I've Decided on (3) lol. wow that was a hard decision.

[personal profile] xroyal_bratx 2015-05-09 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ You know, Ishtar would always get thrown around in a crowd, seeing how small she was compared to like 95% of the people that lived in this world, place, or whatever the hell else she wanted to describe it. There's a surprised oof from her when she gets bumped into. Good thing for her she managed to stop herself from face planting, followed by the girm grab of her shoulder, and well, there's a momentarily dazed, confused look on her face following the voice that spoke. ]

...

[ Well, it's going to take a moment. ]
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[personal profile] gohiki 2015-05-09 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ just trying to stay on his feet is taking up all his attention, and it's not until erron stops walking that gokotai manages to straighten up and get a proper look at who he's tangled up against and

this man looks terrifying.

there's a moment of abject staring, and gokotai's face pales a little bit before he quickly ducks his head, pawing at his binds to try and get that poncho untangled from himself. ]


It's, um -- it was an accident! They put this stuff on me, and I got bumped into you, I'm sorry. If I could just -- ...
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2/2

[personal profile] xroyal_bratx 2015-05-09 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah...

[ Whoa, whoa, hold the conversation. ]

Ichiru?!

[ Woops, that rolled of her mouth a lot faster than she could control. Ishtar really should learn her lesson before shouting out people's name. What if that person wasn't really the person she knew? What are the chances that she'd be able to see the same person with the same memories here!? It's like Facility replacing its residents daily. ]