Aug. 17th, 2012

radiantwingedone: (Must have been quite a miracle)
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..... Human throats are not suited to hairballs.

[ With those words of wisdom, Duke is going to the kitchen to fumble around to find something he wants to drink. ]

((OOC: Back off Haitus, expect some backtags!))
moonlightmagician: (Take this out of context.)
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Yo Paradisa!

I'm a little sore about losing my voice last week and I thought the hallways were too boring so I fixed that for you in order to cheer myself up.

I didn't get all the hallways, that would ruin the fun but what I've done is pretty simple, I've rigged some sprinklers with motion sensors. I think you can figure out what happens next.

You're welcome Paradisa.




(( ooc: Basically... if you walk under them you'll end up soaked. ))
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[Around 11:00am, the rides and vendors and stands suddenly appear, bustling with sounds and movements as the carnival spins to life. Throughout the day, all kinds of foods, rides, and games are available, but around the carnival signs are posted about a raffle that evening, with the items listed. Wait, did that belong to you? Well now it's up for raffle! Come buy tickets from any of the ghosts with said tickets slung across their shoulders like a sash.]

(ooc: There will be one section for the actual raffle - an ooc post will be up in a couple moments to claim the items- but other than that, go wild!)
ino: (Complaining.)
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Is it actually possible to have a headache from being too painfully shy? Has anyone heard of that? If not, then I think I have a previously undocumented case.

[a little irritated huff, before she mutters away from the journal]

It's going to take me all day to brush out my hair the way it's supposed to be ... Ugh.

[ooc: Loss over :) If there's anything you wanted me to backtag with her on her loss still please let me know and I'll hit it up ASAP! Tags will be a bit slow until I get home from work later.]

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Aug. 17th, 2012 03:34 pm
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[ after retreating from the fair grounds Akito takes over from Agito, flips open his journal, and squeals at a low enough volume not to hurt anyone's ears: ]

The roller coasters are really fun! They could use more turns and loops and scary dives, but they're definitely worth going on!!

[ for anyone familiar with the sound of a bone being popped back into its socket, enjoy that wonderful background noise. ]

I've never been to a fair before... What are some other good rides to try?

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Aug. 17th, 2012 05:55 pm
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[Normally Sasuke would be training or avoiding being social altogether, but not today! Sasuke can be seen cheerfully heading down the hallways heading outside of the castle wearing this outfit trying to find something fun to do or just find some girls to flirt with if any happen to pass by. The moment he's outside he sees there is the Carnival going on]

Well this seems like it could be fun.

[...Yes, he just said that. Something is definitely wrong here but Sasuke is completely unaware of that]

[ooc; Assuming this is earlier today! Also this is an open post for while he's on his AU loss]

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Aug. 17th, 2012 06:35 pm
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[The sound of fabric brushing over fabric can be heard, since the book is lying open in the room, picking up the ambient sounds. And the not-so-ambient sounds, as the person making them decides to start talking aloud, unaware of the fact he may have an audience]

Michael? Bonnie? [His own voice sounds sleepy, something that definitely gets his attention]

Michael? Bonnie? [And now it just sounds worried, because something is very definitely wrong here] What's going on? What in the world...? [More sounds of fabric rustling, as the realization kicks in that he's lying down in a bed. With legs. And arms. And hands. And a HEAD. Complete with a headache. He thinks?]

I don't. I don't. I don't understand. What is going on here? Michael! Bonnie! Anybody?
exanimatus: (flame » if you're gonna have to lie)
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[dictated. he sounds like he is in a fine mood. :D]

I think the last time there was a carnival around here, the powers-that-be turned me into a woman for the week. And if I recall correctly, I made a game out of seeing how many people could be easily duped by a pretty face.

Got all the way up into the twenties, I think. That was fun.

It's kind of a shame it doesn't work as well the other way around.
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[Clove went to the carnival. She's never seen anything like it but the lights remind her a little of the Capital. She's now standing in front of the food booths staring skeptically at what they offer]

Is any of this stuff actually edible?
peacockherald: (Peacock Loss D:)
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[Vanyel is... well, floored to say the least by all this. His world had fairs, but there was nothing like this. The closest they came to a 'ride' was pony or hay rides for the children, and maybe a may pole or two, but nothing like this. Glittering ferris wheels, high-speed tilt-a-whirls, screaming roller coasters, foods that had no right existing, games that made no sense and he was sure were rigged, 

It was basically one big giant jumble in his head and he is currently sitting on a bench, peering up at the questionable security of the ferris wheel and cringing at the screams from the near roller coasters and swings. Why? Why would you go on that thing in purpose? Thankfully, Yfandes was staying away, more than happy to let him deal with it up close as she watched from afar.

Of course, if there was one thing he had to say, the invention of this pop corn was quite delicious and wonderfully salty. He was currently licking his fingers clean of the salt and butter, glaring at the ferris wheel.

No, no he was not getting on that or anything else. No.] 

Is this how all fairs are in the more advanced worlds? Why would you get on anything called a 'Screamer' of any sort?

[ooc:
 talk back to him through the journals or force him onto a ride ~ Have fun! And, no, he is not a peacock, it just the only icon with the appropriate expression, lol]
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[Sorry, carnival goers. Your nice day out might be slightly ruined with the nauseating sounds of Ashura bent over a bush and vomitting up a day's worth of fried items. Fried pickles. Delicious, if a tad on the salty side. Fried okra. Not one of his favorites. Fried ice cream. Why had that never been in his life before? Fried chicken. More please. And fried Twinkies. Where? Where had they been all his life. Really, most of today had been spent sampling all the different foods the fair had to offer, the king delighting in new culinary experiences.

Well, the delight was wearing off as he regurgitated most of what he had eaten that day. It was noisy and uncomfortable and supremely embarrassing, but at least he was keeping it all out of the way in this bush, which he supposed could be properly claimed as his now. Wasn't that a comforting thought? He had his own bush.

Yipee. ]


Gods help me...

[And here comes the fried hot dogs.]


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This carnival reminds me of the Mournish back home. So much food and colorful amusements, though they did not have all these machines. Perhaps they will someday. They are...a resourceful people.

If you wish to partake, I recommend moderation. Some of these foods look...dangerous.

[Away from the murderer and any of his allies]

I may also remind you all that there is a murderer still on the loose in this city. A large amount of people may prove an opportunity for the fiend to locate another victim. Large crowds can be more of a blind than a boon.

Has there yet been any clue as to the perpetrator? Perhaps it would help to compile any evidence and come to a plan.

[Despite his warning, the knight is wandering along the edge of the carnival grounds, gazing at the food carts with a solemn but subtly interested look in his eyes]
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[The Master is wandering around the carnival grounds, feeling rather suspicious. He does not trust the castle to be purely kind and frankly? He's seen a few carnival-themes horror movies! He's going to be looking around and behind things with great care. However, he's not adverse to having fun and the food is good. He also has his journal on him and fastened open, so he can converse with everyone...and be alerted, if anyone starts to scream.]

Well, so far this seems almost innocuous.

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