Cardamom ☆ Prince of Stars (
joybound) wrote in
auroraexpress2020-03-09 08:57 pm
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The Twenty-Eighth Trial
Who: trialgoers
When: Day 60 all day
Where: the trial zone and elsewhere
[Sometime this morning (morning? there's still no sun, so what's the difference), you feel the call to a new Trial.
The entrance to the Trial Zone is a new one: a tower has sprung up in the clearing, like a bit of a fairytale castle. It's made of a sparkling pink granite and has lovely star-themed carvings -- if you can see them behind the excess of neon and lights its been decorated with. If the fairy godmother made a dance club, this would be it!
Rather than a disembodied "come hither", your call is a video on a big screen above the entrance -- a young man in a masquerade mask and a flashy, witchy costume (including a big hat) stands... on top of the tower?? It's hard to see up there, but on the screen you can tell he's got twinkly star-filled hair and a black cat with blue eyes perched on his shoulder. He's also striking a pose.]
Heroes of Distant Stars, gather 'round! I, the mysterious and handsome witch of love, have a Trial for you! Come into my party tower and prove your love to me! If you're not a weenie, that is...
[Upon entering the tower, you find yourself in a vast ballroom. Lit with rainbow lights, magic sparkles, and an excess of blacklights and glowing things, it really does look like a club. Bubbly electronic pop blares over the speakers, though there are several tables and curtained-off booths if you'd prefer to avoid the dance floor. One table includes infinitely re-filling glasses of fruity soda, which lower inhibitions incrementally as you consume them (though only for positive urges). If you wish to get even more in the mood, there's a changing room with costumes -- all hybrids of fantasy and neon pop, just like the decor.
Time to get your love on!]
Rules ☆ Turn-in ☆ Winners & Endgame
When: Day 60 all day
Where: the trial zone and elsewhere
[Sometime this morning (morning? there's still no sun, so what's the difference), you feel the call to a new Trial.
The entrance to the Trial Zone is a new one: a tower has sprung up in the clearing, like a bit of a fairytale castle. It's made of a sparkling pink granite and has lovely star-themed carvings -- if you can see them behind the excess of neon and lights its been decorated with. If the fairy godmother made a dance club, this would be it!
Rather than a disembodied "come hither", your call is a video on a big screen above the entrance -- a young man in a masquerade mask and a flashy, witchy costume (including a big hat) stands... on top of the tower?? It's hard to see up there, but on the screen you can tell he's got twinkly star-filled hair and a black cat with blue eyes perched on his shoulder. He's also striking a pose.]
Heroes of Distant Stars, gather 'round! I, the mysterious and handsome witch of love, have a Trial for you! Come into my party tower and prove your love to me! If you're not a weenie, that is...
[Upon entering the tower, you find yourself in a vast ballroom. Lit with rainbow lights, magic sparkles, and an excess of blacklights and glowing things, it really does look like a club. Bubbly electronic pop blares over the speakers, though there are several tables and curtained-off booths if you'd prefer to avoid the dance floor. One table includes infinitely re-filling glasses of fruity soda, which lower inhibitions incrementally as you consume them (though only for positive urges). If you wish to get even more in the mood, there's a changing room with costumes -- all hybrids of fantasy and neon pop, just like the decor.
Time to get your love on!]

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if she knew what a record was, there'd be a record screech going on in her head. ]
Share a kiss!?
[ Dahlia is
visibly mortified by the mere suggestion. ]
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[ was he RAISED BY WOLVES?! ]
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He has an extremely simple view of the world.
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[ it's so vulgar and rude and disrespectful..... ]
Surely this has to be a product of all of this dark magic.
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He knows kisses are done for 'good' relationship things, so clearly kisses must be good for bonds.
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[ even though... it would have been nice to win.... oh well. ]
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How would you feel kissing a pony? [Listen, if she can get a kiss form someone no one can, she'll take the points.]
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[ It's so scandalous. ]
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[ Tilts her head the other way, her fluffy ears flicking with interest. ]
I don't see why not, but if you don't want to kiss, you don't have to kiss.
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[Towa understands your feelings completely, Dahlia.]
It’s... a lot to take in so suddenly... isn’t it?
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I don't mind giving gifts or compliments, but... kissing... that's just a little too much, isn't it?
[ she gets it, right? ]
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[Towa absolutely gets it.
But if gifts and compliments are fine then--
Towa gently lifts her hand to touch a few strands of hair at the side of Dahlia's head, smiling. She takes the gold ribbon out of her own hair and gently ties it into a pretty bow at the side of her head.]
There. Heehee-- You have really beautiful hair. It really compliments your eyes quite nicely.
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[ should she compliment her eyes or her hair in turn? or is that laying it on too thick? --she's probably over-thinking it. ]
I'm Dahlia. What's your name...?
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It's an opportunity to sit back and relax. Have fun, Princess.
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[ How many HAS he had....? She might be a little concerned underneath her indignation. ]
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It's harmless fun. No different from the candy hearts or the chocolates. It's not like anyone's life is in danger.
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[ HAVE YOU NO SHAME?! ]
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I guess you're cute enough. I wouldn't mind you kissing me.
It's not like it's the only thing to do though. You don't have to get any points, if you don't want to.
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Oh, those drinks made you really drunk, didn't they?
[ Ignoring, for the moment, that backhanded "compliment" was just a little insulting--there's just no way he would say something like that to her in his right mind. She's fairly sure. ]
I think you'd better go sit down.
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