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Brave New World Mods ([personal profile] bravenewmods) wrote in [community profile] bravenewworld2016-10-29 08:34 pm
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Soulfast Mingle

What: Soulfast
When: During Soul Fast
Where: All over Union, but particularly Ninetales' Vale, people's homes, etc.
Summary: The Celebrations of Soulfast Begin!

It's that time of year again, and all throughout Union and in particular the Ninetales Vale, celebrations are beginning. A festival celebrating the passage of another year, of remembering and honoring the dead, and of placating particularly violent spirits has begun. Soulfasting, an old Union tradition, is one of the most popular holidays celebrated, with the Ninetales Vale being overrun with people of all ages.

Children scamper through the streets of the Vale in masks and costumes, begging for candy, while surly teenagers do the same and occasionally play pranks, and adults celebrate in a variety of fashions. Elaborate, highly fashionable costumes are all the rage, and even the nobility slips out into the Vale for a bit of fun. It's not exactly a popular destination most of the year, given the high concentrations of Dark and Ghost-types but during the festival it's most definitely in vogue and teeming with people all happy to help revitalize the area for a week.

The sounds of music drift through the air, celebratory tunes, dirges, jigs, and tunes for all ages. From the Kurain school on it's hill overlooking most of the Vale, a pipe organ solemnly plays out traditional tunes, and is surprisingly cheery for a ghost school. Across the neighborhood on another hill, Hikawa Shrine has it's doors wide open to welcome visitors, with decorations of all sorts set out.

Games are set up at both locations, including Apple Bobbing, Ducklett Pond raffles, and Pin the Scroll on the Spiritomb, though there are others set up all over the Vale's plazas. Skeeball, Target Shooting, Bell-and-Hammer games, and perhaps most strangely a “Whack-the-Diglett” that's been possessed by one of the local ghosts to give the little wooden Digletts faces all hideously angry ones. Eating contests, Pokemon Battle Circles, a Haunted House (with real ghosts!) and dozens and dozens of fortune telling stands all further add to a carnival atmosphere that even the dead can enjoy!

Lanterns and faux Spinarak webs hang from every lamppost and awning, and food stalls line the streets as vendors ply their wares. Food from all over is available, and it all seems to come together around a central square between the two hills. A stage has been set up, with musicians from all over the known world called in to show their stuff. There are dance tunes from Caldera, Union Pop and Jazz songs at work, setting crowds on fire. Sanctuary has sent a full orchestra to play various classical pieces, while Citadel's famous woodwinds and tribal drums surprise and delight. And towards the end of the day, a band from Glacier comes on stage. Their music starts out slow and ambient, but after a few sets they set up electric guitars and the gloves come off. A folk metal concert, complete with an armored warrior-woman doing the vocals and several of the soldiers from the battle weeks prior (some still bandaged) backing her up. It might be a bit shocking, but some of the youth are definitely getting into it...

And then night falls, and the party atmosphere becomes a little quieter. Plays, family meals, Ghost-story tellings, and more subdued activities become the norm though there's still a contingent of rowdies at the heart of the celebration. It's then that the ghosts really come out to play, slipping through walls to greet relatives or tease revelers. For the most part they seem friendly but not always. As usual, some specters of ill-repute have slipped in among the friendly ones, and they're making trouble. Good thing you have a Warp Band to call an exorcist, right?

((OOC: This is a general mingle log, feel free to put up your own top levels and tag around! Welcome to Soulfasting, everyone! We hope you enjoy!))
actsmagnificent: (wary)


[personal profile] actsmagnificent 2016-10-30 03:12 am (UTC)(link)
Haruka is attending, not performing in, a play. It seems to be a play for children - something about a naughty Pumpkaboo who learns that he'll never grow big and strong if he doesn't play nice with the other Pumpkaboo in the Pumpkaboo patch - but she isn't watching the play itself. Instead, she's got her arms crossed and her eyes focused on a patch of shadow behind the children.

Is it just her, or is that dark bit wavering even when there isn't any light to make it do that?
empireofmymind: ([e] looking over)


[personal profile] empireofmymind 2016-10-30 03:16 am (UTC)(link)
Humble, self-effacing boy genius Ken Ichijouji is above carnival games. But if people feel compelled to put themselves in his way, it's only polite to oblige them, is it not? This absolutely must be the logic he has employed thus far. This is the rational explanation for why such a mature young man should end up with more carnival prizes than he can hold.

Why he appears to be looking for a trash can, though, is anybody's guess. As is why he's followed by a Wurmple and a Ledyba, each holding up prizes. Trainer! You left these!

.....There is also, on the complete opposite side of the Vale, a Venipede holding a stuffed Drifloon and looking on the verge of tears. Again. Again. He lost Ken-chan again.
bnw_wighty_npcs: (Suicune)

[personal profile] bnw_wighty_npcs 2016-10-31 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
At some point in his search for a trash can, Ken will walk by something a bit peculiar lurking in the shadows. It might be a relatively large creature wearing a tablecloth or it might be an extremely lumpy table.


The lumpy table shifts slightly to display a smiley face painted in some kind of unidentifiable black liquid.


Should Ken make the mistake of pausing too long, the painted smile will slowly advance closer to his own face until it hovers about six inches away.

"............Ho. Ho. Ho. Merry Soul-Passing."
empireofmymind: ([e] you're dirtying my shoes)

[personal profile] empireofmymind 2016-11-01 07:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Ken did not just start. No. He did no such thing. That is not the sort of thing child geniuses do, be they mild-mannered or secretly dreaming of world domination. He merely took a step back, that is all. Because this person (?) was in his personal space. A perfectly rational explanation. Everything about him is perfect.

"Fasting," he corrects bluntly, and tries to step around this...obstacle. Those who don't even feign politeness to him don't deserve politeness in return.
bnw_wighty_npcs: (Suicune)

[personal profile] bnw_wighty_npcs 2016-11-03 02:57 am (UTC)(link)

A large tail twitches out from underneath the cloth and by perfect coincidence, lands in the middle of Ken's path and settles there nicely. It doesn't seem inclined to move.

"But I believe this is the holiday by which your kind celebrates the passing of souls, no? Your language is very imprecise. Perhaps I shall submit a petition..."
empireofmymind: ([e] looking over)

[personal profile] empireofmymind 2016-11-07 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
A tail. A Pokémon, then? Or a costume inside a costume? Either way, Ken doesn't have time for this nonsense. No one who approaches him on the street wearing a sheet can possibly be important enough to converse with the future ruler of the planet.

"You're blocking the street," he points out: no time for any of this, really. He finally has a decent plan for showing the world what he's made of and the city has to go and throw yet another holiday. Doesn't it ever do anything else?
bnw_wighty_npcs: (Suicune)

[personal profile] bnw_wighty_npcs 2016-11-08 04:32 am (UTC)(link)

The tail very slowly twitches again.

"So it appears I am."

The tail moves just enough so that Ken will have to squeeze awkwardly around it if he wants to get by.
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[personal profile] underwearfortomorrow 2016-10-30 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)

[There's a new face walking around the streets of the festival- or rather, he's an old face that many might not have met before he left. He's dressed colorfully in a number of fabrics and patterns with a bag slung over his shoulder that looks like it's seen some wear and tear. He definitely looks like a traveller, but he walks the streets like he calls them home.]

[He's also clearly Enlightened with a number of draconic features from the scales on his hands and face to the large folded wings on his back. He looks over the stands with a smile and occasionally chats to the Talonflame on his arm or the giddy, bouncy Pumpkaboo that floats around them.]

Stay close Eclair, we'll find a stand with some snacks soon, I promise-

[Pause, no giggle or teasing remark. He looks around and realizes she's already floated off. Hina sighs]

Eclair?! A-Ah- don't wander off I said...!

[There he go.]


[Eiji's been home and changed into a bit more appropriate attire. He's wearing Shrine robes with a mask positioned to the side of his face so he can still properly see. When he's not helping at the Hikawa Shrine, he's wandering the streets sitting in on ghost stories and telling some of his own.]

[It's much quieter now, but he knows that that was the time to not let your guard down. Being a member of the Vale has taught him that much. Still, he's not apposed to conversation. Feel free to approach him.]
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[personal profile] redpaladin 2016-10-30 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[Huh. There wasn't anything quite like this in Caldera for obvious reasons, but this sure was interesting. He's well- he wasn't going to dress up but some nudging from a few people and pokemon led him to wearing something vaguely festive.]

[Keith was happily browsing the carnival games until he came across the whack-a-diglett that people were shying away from. Huh, it couldn't be THAT hard.]

[Of course the spirit spends the time fucking with him from having angry faces to mocking ones as it eludes him with every hit.]

Oh, come on!

[Keith honestly could have put it down and walked away by now, but he's not someone to let a challenge go. People are starting to gather with interest, now to see if he's successful or how long it takes him to rage quit the game.]
Edited 2016-10-30 21:28 (UTC)
commissionergrump: (Curious)

[personal profile] commissionergrump 2016-11-01 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gordon has company today, his Rotom hovering over one shoulder, having found an electric lantern to take over for a 'costume.' He was likewise coaxed into dressing up, though this mostly consists of pale face paint and a pair of plastic fangs peeking out from beneath his mustache. He glances to two redheaded youths with him, and, after a brief conversation, they're off to try their hand at some of the games. He smiles and turns when he catches the crowd and the colorfully dressed Keith fighting with the possessed machine. Signalling to his children to go on ahead, he comes to take a closer look at what's getting all the attention.]
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[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-01 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
Sinbad was dressed like a pirate, because of course he'll dress up as a pirate. The rest of his pokemon had tiny masks and even costumes to go with, becoming a jolly crew of scurvy bilge raticates.

His group can be seen all over, from body surfing during the Glacier set to bargaining for sweets, or surrounded by a group of children asking for stories. Or later on, he's waiting as Ja'far started arguing with a Klefki over something or another - probably keys it needs to give back.
untalented: (/brb grumbling)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-06 07:14 pm (UTC)(link)
--I see someone's still causing trouble.

[And there was Waver, suddenly there behind Sinbad while the Gengar continued it's argument. He had been away for a few weeks-- and it showed. He was a little taller, his hair was a little longer, and his coat was dusty from travel still.

...He was also without a costume. This may need to be rectified.]
conquerorofwaves: (Whoopsy/that so?)

[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-07 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Jeez, it's not fair you're getting to be taller than me.

[Yes, that is the first thing that comes out of his mouth, tail swaying in annoyance]

And really, not my fault, the Klefki tried to take my keys and Ja'far is having none of it.
Edited (keys, not rings - silly me) 2016-11-07 04:30 (UTC)
untalented: (snark -- this is a bad time for tea)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-10 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
You'll probably get taller, too, [Waver retorted, shooting Sinbad a weary look at his whining.] It happens more often than you think.

...But, can't you just ask the Klefki for your keys back? You can talk to pokemon, right?
conquerorofwaves: (Whoopsy/that so?)

[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-10 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
I tried, it refused to - you know how they get with keys. Ja'far - no threatening!

[The Gengar grumbles at that]
untalented: (chinscratch)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-13 01:46 am (UTC)(link)

Then, don't you think the 'key' is going to be trying to trade them for a bigger, shinier key?

[It was a shot in the dark-- but surely a bigger, shinier key would be more valuable than Sinbad's in the Klefki's eyes.]
rainsrespite: (Requited)


[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-06 04:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuuna's not really feeling Soulfasting this year. Not with Merrill still not feeling well, anyway. It'd been something of a tradition for them to go together, but with the events of spring still marring her love's social interests she'd not pressed.

However that doesn't mean she's not going to go. It wouldn't be right to completely miss the holiday, and it was fine. Merrill would probably come out some at night, anyway, at least for dinner, so she could do daytime things. Like...checking out the games.

Maybe you got unlucky, roped into her hitting up a game, or maybe it's an eating contest, either way, she grins and claps you on the shoulder.]

Let's get to it, shall we?
conquerorofwaves: (Default)

Re: Daylight.

[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-06 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
[He grins brightly as she claps his shoulder, glancing at the goldeen-catching game]

Yeah, let's see who can get the most.
rainsrespite: (Happily Ever After)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-06 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
Without powers.

[Otherwise she might just cheat.]
conquerorofwaves: (Sinbad - Merchant of Cheese)

[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-07 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
Of course, you're going to find that if it's got anything to do with catching fish, no one can beat me at it.

[He grins, taking the paper 'net']
rainsrespite: (Kinda Linefacey)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-07 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
Is that a fact? Prove it.

[Yuuna flips her net over in her hand, ready to go. she's been doing this every year since she was a kid, and her reflexes are sharp as tacks.]
conquerorofwaves: (At your service!)

[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-07 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Let's go then!

[He nods as he positions himself, and goes for the first fish, it slips off, but the second he catches readily before going to recollect the one that slipped away]
rainsrespite: (Staring)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-08 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuuna will watch, letting him go for it, seeing how many he can get within the time frame.]
conquerorofwaves: (Actually a massive dork)

rolling on

[personal profile] conquerorofwaves 2016-11-08 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
[He grins, managing to nail thirteen in total by the time the woman manning the booth calls time]

rainsrespite: (Outdoors)


[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-08 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[And when Yuuna steps up to bat...she winds up with sixteen! Maybe it's those fighting type reflexes.]

Looks like I win this round, Sin.
untalented: (embarrassed)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-06 07:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[He had been gone for several weeks, taking care of unfinished business regarding his few remaining holds in Sanctuary and visiting his family's gravesite for the first time in well over a year during the solemn Tenebris ceremonies. His own birthday had passed...but it was of little matter. Twenty-two was just another number, for he felt no different.

Perhaps he was a little taller. His hair was certainly longer, and tied back from his face for the sheer convenience of it.

But returning to Union in time for Soulfast had been important to him-- after all, he had made connections that he wanted to keep in this odd and optimistic city.]

What games are you looking at? [He asked Yuuna, scouring the festivities in the area with a curious eye. Though he wasn't in costume like he had been the year before, he still wanted to enjoy himself.]

...Or, knowing you, it's the Haunted House you're looking at.

[--If only because ghosts still scared him silly!]
Edited 2016-11-06 19:11 (UTC)
rainsrespite: (Requited)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-07 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Taller or not he's still a nerd. And still much shorter than her. Yuuna looks down, sliding an arm around his shoulder and laughing a little.]

Honestly, we can do what you want.

[It's easy to give him grief, but why do that when she could just be glad to have her favorite minion back?]
untalented: (second thoughts)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-07 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[She could be glad to have her minion back any day of the week-- this was still a once-a-year chance to scare the snot out of him, which was a hobby many found amusing.

He looked up at her, an somewhat embarrassed little smile on her face.]

I'm honestly not sure. Those concessions smell good, and that ring toss game has some prizes that look cute.
rainsrespite: (Happily Ever After)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-07 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Yuuna's not most people. She'd rather take the time to scare the snot out of him year round and just be nice one day of the year.

Though, Kintsu is hanging out in her pocket, to give him the expected scare.


Food's good. You've gotten taller, but you need to fatten up some too. Too skinny.
untalented: (tsundere)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-10 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Waver made a face at Yuuna-- and Orpheus, peeking out of the pocket of Waver's jacket, blew a raspberry at the ghost while Waver huffed theatrically, as if he were put out by the suggestion.]

Who are you supposed to be-- my boss or my grandmother?

[He pouted. It had been some years since anyone had said anything resembing those words to him. But...where was the lie? He was a twig, and there was no denying it.]
rainsrespite: (Surprised!)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-10 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
I'm your friend.

[She pats him roughly on the back, nodding towards the food stalls.]

I'm buying too. So what do you want first?
untalented: (chinscratch)

[personal profile] untalented 2016-11-13 01:50 am (UTC)(link)
[It had been an attempt at a standoffish joke-- he knew exactly who Yuuna was, and had considered her one of his first and best friends in Union.

...He really needed to work on his approach.]

What do you recommend? It all looks good, and you know I'm not that picky.
rainsrespite: (Requited)

[personal profile] rainsrespite 2016-11-13 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
Well, funnel cakes, with the bittercreme filling. I know you're not really a fan of the super-sweet stuff.

[And she wasn't really, either. It made her jittery.]