SURPRISE CARNIVAL - RPLOG
Participants
Date
17/5/478
Log
The Marketplace is packed with people dashing around, carrying all sorts of goods from prizes won at little game stands, to possibly priceless* treasures* available from the various merchants harking their wares... Bright baubles and jewelry is hanging out, along with plentiful amounts of decorative and festive outfits for male and females of all shapes and sizes! Certainly, if you have the coin, they possibly have what you need around here!
Near the center of the square, under the biggest tarp though, is the main attraction it seems! A group of roughly a dozen Wildabeast and jackle beings playing instruments from accordians, tubas, trumpets, glass jars strapped together, a beat up piano, and some drums that one Hyena minstrel is heavily focused on! The leader of this motly group, a male Moose with a graceful folks badge on his belt, is standing infront of this group, bellowing out notes to some mixture of old creature songs and current promise top tens forced into this crazed polka theme! All manner of beings, from nobles to the commoners, are dancing merrily around the group, with no one style taking precidence... It was by all definitions, crazy!
Fenris is right in the mix, laughing and dancing with the other beings! The big tiger was roaming the marketplace for Saint's Day and was pleasantly surprised by the impromptu festival. His discarded priestly vestiments are probably around here somewhere.
Angus cheers for the band, claping as he finds himself swept up in the merriment! He had come here jsut to pick up a few things, but when he found the party he just had to join. Grabbing his cane he leans on it, before turning away from the dancing to check out a few of the merchants!
Cara walks through the square and raises an eyebrow in surprise, "Well, I honestly never expected a festival today." As she walks past the merchant stands, she stops and smiles before asking one of the merchants, "Do you have anything that might be useful for a feline?"
Clad in a scandalously shiny, neon pink tube-top and short skirt that does far less to keep her modest than her natural shaggy coat, Bolormaa looks distinctly uncomfortable, hands on each opposite shoulder, hugging herself and keeping her eyes downcast. She hadn't seen her fellow offworlder Dax in a while, and even if he was disgustingly positive, he understood how this culture shock felt. And Donovan said she 'needed to learn how to interact with others like a normal Being.' Suuure. He was probably just trying to get rid of her too.
Although it was hard to focus on her misery with the Sweetwater Cacophonic Philharmonic and whatever the hell that was. ... Polka? She'd been dragged across the galaxy and deposited on a planet where the popular music was...polka? "Aw, FUCK!" she exclaims aggressively to nobody in particular. Well, that's one way to break the ice...
A large female hippo reaches out to grab at Fenris' hand as a few beings part for them! Dear lord, it seems Fenris was snagged by a Good woman! The Hippo trying to pull him in close as she winks down at the Tiger whom mannaged to be just her size! "Hope you got moves to spare there fluffy!" Seems she was intent on taking the fluffy tiger for a dance test!
A roaming solacious near the merchants barely goes unnoticed for a moment, before a trio of Ferret woman swarm around him holding bundles and bags in their arms! The eldest of the trio is quickest on the jump it seems as she grins to angus. "Hey there handsome! Traveling alone tonight? Now that's just no good! Why don't you keep us company hm~?" The youngest jumps in only a moment later to hold up a thick and redicuously poofy male jumpsuit, styled after the Creator Jumpsuits! "How about this cutting edge of fashion sir~?"
Cara's question falls on a older chimp sitting behind a stand filled to the brim with instruments as he sliiides forward and goes to try and put an arm around her shoulders to pull her in! "We have everything for everyone young lady! Just tell ol'Croozy what you're looking for, and I'll help you eh? Maybe a few instruments to help you with giving out some cat calls?" The chimp obviously thinks he's clever as he winks to Cara teasingly, seems he has a sense of humor!
Bolormaa's outburst causes a few beings to jump around her, eyeing the rather uncomfortable looking woman before sliding away from her... Though, that awkward silence is broken by a now more awkward situation as a rather chubby Corgi male in a rather lavish dress approaches her with a wave! Seems he just got back from some sort of pagent? This festival was weird. "HEY THERE! My names Ichabod! You look like you need some help around here!" The little man snapping his fingers to the beat of the polka as it continues to change chaotically!
Fenris laughs and allows himself to be pulled along into the dance. "I confess," he says, "It has been a while since I have danced with a pretty lady, Lady!" The big cat is certainly game, though, throwing himself into the energetic steps of the dance with gusto!
Angus is swarmed by ferrets, catching him off guard as he laughs at their attention. "Now now ladies." He answers, flashing them all a smile. "I'm here looking for a gift for my bondmate, but I appreciate the offers." HE does give the jumpsuit a once more, eyeing the fabrics before he focuses his attention once more.
Cara nods her head in disagreement, "Well, I was hoping for something that might be a little helpful in." The feline stops as she hears something about something fluffy. She turns around and her eyes widen upon seeing the feline dance with the rather hefty lady from the distance. She quickly turns to face the chimp and places five crowns on the stand before speaking, "Sorry, about this. I'll be back in a moment." Afterwards, the athletic feline just runs directly over to the tarp in order to watch the dancing.
Bolormaa scrunches her face at pudgy little Corgi who decided to invite himself over, that pink slash upside her face giving her a bit of an unconscious sneer. This ridiculous worshipful mimicry of HOOMYN--er, Creator fashion, by way of ancient fabrics, the mishmash of styles with absolutely zero understanding of the context...she couldn't make sense of it.
So...why bother trying? Her snarling face splits into a crooked grin that fails to be more comforting than her scowl. "Yeah, okay, sure!" she replies with ironic cheer. "What are you people all on, and where can I get some?"
The Lady Good swings her hips, easily creating some space around her as she lets out a hmph and picks up the pace of her own dance, getting good and close to the tiger to the point where one wrong step from her, and she could end up crushing the poor guy! The minstrels seem to take notice as the Moose eyes the two while belting out some lyrics for them! "You spin my head right round, right round when you go down! When you go down, down!" The Wildabeasts belt out in chorus with him as he sings. "You spin my head right round, right round when you go down! When you go down!"
"Awww, sorry girls~" The eldest almost coos to the other two before they just toss half of their bundles to the second ferret, whom dashes off with what had to be the male variety of goods they had! "No worries mister, we got stuff for a fancy noble lady!" The youngest throwing open some cloth to reveal a full satchel of... What -could- be actual jewelry, or some damn good fake jewelry. The eldest meanwhile reaches into her second satchel, and pulls out a large amount of 'sleepwear'. Well, one assumes it would be classified as such, given the lack of substance around it. "Of course, we also have a little extra for you both, why make a gift just for her~?" The eldest continually getting in almost uncomfortably close to angus... Damn gypsys!
"HA! Sure thing lady!" The chimp scoops up the five crowns and pockets them in a flash, as Cara is soon left to join the crowd of onlookers watching Fenris and the Good Lady dancing! A rather inhebriated coyote tries to put an arm around Cara, more akin to stumbling into her as he speaks with a slurred speech. "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey Baaa--- Yer not Shia!" The coyote looks dumbstruck for a moment at his mistake, before smiling again. "Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeey~"
"On? You silly! Most of us are just having fun! Need some good times inbetween the bad times! I suppose some people are on some Ebon, but thats illegal!" The Corgi nods as he doesn't seem the bit set off by Bolormaa and holds his hand out for her, funnily enough covered with a dainty lace glove... "ButI can show you where to have some good times! You know, food, games, and even dancing!" THe Corgi seems just filled with optimisim as he nods happily!
Fenris can't help but think how appropriate the lyrics are as his hippopotomine partner swings him about. He had always imagined the Goods as more stately, sedate, people before his return to Sweetwater. He does his best to keep pace while keeping his bare, fluffy feet out of her way! "You are quite the dancer!" he calls breathlessly over the music.
Angus already has a hand on his coinpurse, not much in the way for jewelry to steal, but his smile stays genuine as he looks over thier wears. "My those are some intresting items, may I ask how you came across these?" He asks as he leans over to inspect some of the sleepwear.
Cara blushes immediately as the drunk coyote begins hitting on her. "Um, maybe it would be better if we find this Shia first." The feline frowns and turns her head, "Imagine what would happen if Shia showed up right now and noticed you hitting on me." As she hears the large tiger call out, her ears furl down. She sighs and places her hands to her hips, "Want me to help you out instead?"
Bolormaa is spacing out a fair bit, half-listening to the only thing that's deigned to pay attention to her. Partly out of antisocial habit, and partly because there's something hypnotizing about watching a big fat Hippopotamus fling around a grown Tiger like a ragdoll to polka renditions of HOOM--dammit, not again--Creator pop music. This is like one of those idiot street performers in her home city, except that everyone else is actually taking it seriously instead of turning their head and passing by. Freaks.
"Hm? Good times? Promise?" She raises those brows, the stripe that runs through them furrowing. "Then I biddest thou to leadeth the way, my lady!" she smirks, giving a ridiculous farce of a sweeping courtly bow as she responds.
"Fluffy, I am a -Good-! I must excell at -everything-!" The Hippo calls out as she damn near tries to sweep the tiring fenris off his feet, attempting to hold him over her shoulders as she'd spin around... Damn it all, this woman doesn't seem to get tired in the least bit! And it was also highly probable she was drunk... But one thing was certain, the people were now clapping along to the polka beat while forming a circle around the two dancers!
The Ferrets to their credit, don't seem to bother trying to steal from Angus as the youngest grins at her bag of shiny treasures. "I got it from time! What? We aquire things and hold onto them for days like these!" The Elder ferret nods as she begins flip through the various garments... Some more akin to pieces of string with bits of cloth attached, others more... Tasteful. "As for these, I get some from people whom sell them, and then remake them! I'm rather skilled with a needle and thread!"
"Shia? Whosh Shia?" The Coyote blinks rather blurrily as he looks to Cara, before shrugging as he tries to pull Cara into a tight hug. "Yer Shia duuuuuh! Whatsh up with the Shia?" The poor Coyote had to be completely out of it... And as soon as he tried to squeeze Cara, a female coyote grabs him by the collar and yanks him back. "DAMN IT GREG, I AM SHIA! I don't even look like a cat!" The drunken coyote reeling in coyote before laughing to himself. "Dunno! Ya can shure be Catty!"
Ichabod just blinks at Bolormaa's fancy attempt at renaicance speech and courtly bow, before laughing! "You're silly! But alright!" The little corgi attempting to take her by the hand, and run her through the crowd to a booth where a Crane dressed as a clown has a set of juggling instruments. "Crayson! I found someone to play!" Ichabod calls out, causing the crane to scoop up his juggling pins, and point them at bolormaa as he bellows out his words. "CHALLANGER! Do you think you posses the ability to knock my pins away from me mid juggle? I warn you, I am a champion from my faaaar distant land, and have mastered by arts for years! Though if you defeat me by hitting three out of five you shall win... ICHABOD! SHOW HER WHAT SHE'D WIN!" The Crane gesturing to the corgi, whom walks around the bench, and props up what is possibly one of the most LUXURIOUS fur coats one would find at such an esteemed event as this! "This fur coat has been custom made by myself, and is the only one to ever be in exsistance in this style!"
Fenris is a little out of breath, but having a grand time! He whoops in surprise as he is lifted to the hippo's shoulders, but does his best to show willing, helping with a bit of a hop and some of his acrobatic experience. "Everything, Lady?" he laughs, lighting back to the ground, "That must be a burden!" Hopefully she would tire soon!
Angus eyes some of the garments, especially the more 'tasteful' clothing....before his eyes are drawn once more to the lace and he gets a devilish grin. "Intrestin garment,s how much did you want for them?" He asks as he picks up one of the few that looks like they could barely be called decent.
