The Carnival! (DAY ONE)

[friedeverything]

[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!)

Comments

[encryptedlock]

[It probably should be, but York has this unfortunate paranoia that comes from being burned alive once for going out in public without his armor. But that's not on his mind as he grins up at her and licks his bacon ice cream.]

Which one? Or all of them?

[youfallback]

All three of them. [Carolina gestures to them. And here he'd been talking about not wanting to get fat not too long ago.]

[encryptedlock]

[There's not getting fat and then there's enjoying a fair. Totally different.]

Want to try some?

[He holds the chocolate dipped corndog out to her, expecting a "no are you crazy".]

[youfallback]

[Eyeing the corndog, Carolina considers for a moment before reaching out for it. Living dangerously, it's what she does. Needless to say, the concoction is absolutely terrible and she grimaces as she chews.]

MREs are better than that.

[encryptedlock]

Naw. These have flavor! Even if it's all the weird flavors mixed together.

So how are you liking this so far?

[youfallback]

[Carolina shakes her head at him. What's with him and junk food, anyway?]

Reminds me of home. Home home. Earth home.

[encryptedlock]

[Junk food is the best, okay? But he nods.]

I hear you. It's been a long time since I was near anything like this.

[youfallback]

Did you see the pizza? [Carolina gestures with her head toward the stand in question.] Looked burnt to me.

[encryptedlock]

Really? [His eyes light up. The food in the castle is great, but sometimes it's almost too perfect.] Okay, I know what I'm having for dinner.

[youfallback]

You mean the chocolate-covered corndog won't be enough? [Because yeah that by itself would kill her apetite entirely.]

[encryptedlock]

Not in a couple hours, it won't be.

[...He eats a lot, okay?]

[youfallback]

[Carolina raises her eyebrows. A couple hours? How he ever survived off MREs is beyond her.]

Up for a few of the games? [Eyeing that shoot 'em up.]

[encryptedlock]

[Unhappily, that's how.]

Haven't tried them yet, so sure. Think we could win the little stuffed castles?