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Consort Jing, Lin Xinyao [林訢瑤] ([personal profile] tranquilforest) wrote in [community profile] acatalepsy_logs2018-07-07 09:37 pm

SUMMER FESTIVAL: TEMPLE OF BEGINNINGS



It’s something like summer here at the Temple of Beginnings, or close enough to it. The weather’s been rainy and hazy for the past little while, but that doesn’t mean we can’t find some way to enjoy ourselves, right?

The day dawns cloudy and drizzly, but people seem determined to carry on anyway. The space slowly takes recognizable shape as a festival, even if a small one. There are tents set up outside, some of which are transformed into game opportunities, complete with prizes (some of an...interesting nature), surprisingly sophisticated target shooting games, ring toss, and other activities of skill and chance. A few more become stations for the food and drink that had been prepared, and the rest consist of chairs under canopies for people to sit and talk in case the rain continues.

Luckily, as the day goes on, the rain stops and the clouds move on, until the blue of the sky is visible once again. By early afternoon, there are only a few scattered clouds still remaining, and it seems likely that the weather will hold true for the evening. Strings of paper lanterns and other decorations are brought out and hung between the different stalls, around the makeshift stage, and placed at the tables. Some pots of bamboo are brought out and set in two clusters at either end of the line of tents. Each cluster has a corresponding table with strips of colorful paper and pens laid out carefully on a table and weighted down with rocks to prevent them from flying off.

A handful of figures come out and inspect the set-up, focusing especially on a shallow ditch that had been dug earlier, now drained and lined with weighted down tarp and rocks, running parallel to the tents and curving to end abruptly just beyond the fire pit and the stage at both ends. After some discussion between them, there is a flash of flame, as though something were burning, and then the strangest thing happens. The ditch fills with fresh, clear water. Even after a few hours, the water doesn't drain away or grow stagnant, still flowing somehow despite having nowhere to come from or go to.

The sunset that day is a brilliant, auspicious red, and evening sets in with a cooling breeze refreshing everyone outside. As the first stars appear, the lanterns are set alight, the music starts, and the first performer steps out onto the stage, surrounded by floating light.



SUMMER FESTIVAL
Welcome to the summer(ish) festival for Astoria’s Circle! We hope you have a wonderful time.

Layout
Even from the buildings that are actually being lived in, the lights of the festival are visible. If you strain your ears just a bit, you may even hear some music being played in the distance, muffled by the stone walls. Why don’t you come join in?

Once arriving at the festival itself, you may be struck first by how bright it is. Light seems to be a theme, from the bonfire set up in one of the firepits closest to the rest of the complex, the lanterns strung up between the tents and stalls that are set up in a line leading from the other buildings towards the gated sparring area that you may already have availed yourself of. Just in front of that area is a makeshift stage, little more than a raised platform of wood and stone, also lit up well by additional lanterns.

Opposite the tents is the river.

It might not seem that exciting at first. It’s hardly a river, really, just a shallow trench of water about seven feet wide and one foot deep, lined with rocks along the bank closest to the tents, stretching in a not quite parallel path opposite the stalls and tents that have been set up, beginning at the stage and ending near the bonfire. The water is crystal clear and clean, and murmurs as if it is flowing from some unseen source, but it’s not clear where it is coming from at all. As the night goes on, and more people take the opportunity to make floating paper lanterns at the station located close by, the little stream itself lights up, the water reflecting the lights, and just beyond, the stars in the sky.



EVENTS:

Sign-in
While definitely not mandatory, in the direct path from the living quarters to the festival itself, there’s a table set up with sheets of paper and writing utensils where you can sign-in. Let us know (ICly!) who you are. Maybe add a fun fact about yourself. Or draw doodles all over the pages. Whatever floats your boat.

Wishes

As is traditional in the home countries of some members of the Circle, there are some bamboo trees in pots set up on either side of the little river, and tables close by with colored strips on loops of string and pens. Write down a wish, or anything you’d like, really, and hang it from the bamboo. Or, browse the bamboo yourself and see if you find anything interesting. Later on after midnight, they’ll be burned for luck!

Games
You’ll find the usual games in the various stalls, some with a decidedly cobbled together look, using what materials were available at the temple, and some with a little more sophistication, thanks to the particular gifts of those within the Circle. Try your hand at shooting a target, a game of chance, or take over a stall yourself and introduce your fellow Circle members to something you used to play at home. There may or may not be prizes involved, depending on which stall you find yourself at.

Food
You’ll find your usual fair fare, though with a decidedly cosmopolitan flair. The foods themselves are somewhat limited by what was easily obtainable within the Temple itself (or improvised), and some Circle members may have contributed decidedly experimental dishes. It really is a potluck, so take a look and see what interests you! Strike up a conversation with your fellow diners as you pick up your food and then find a table to sit at, but keep in mind that most of these are home made by others here, so the cook may be close by, listening…

Performance
What’s a festival without any entertainment? In addition to the music being played on speakers in the background by our very capable DJ, there is also a stage where you can show off your gifts. In addition to singing or other traditional performances, this is an opportunity to demonstrate any interesting abilities or gifts you might have, including new ones you may have gained upon arriving at the Temple! There is an additional sign-up sheet near the stage, so write your name down and what you plan to perform, and we look forward to seeing what you can do.

Bonfire

It’s a really big fire. Enough said (hopefully). Sit and relax, or chat with those around you. If you’re lucky, there may even be some additional entertainment. At a little after midnight, the bamboo bearing the wishes will be burned here and the festival closed for the night.

Lanterns
If you’d like to give it a try, there’s a small station set up where you can make your own lantern out of paper! You can choose from one that floats in the air or on the water (or both, no one’s policing this). Make your own design, and let it fly aloft or float on the water with the other lanterns, chat with others who are working, or just settle down by the water and watch the lanterns and the stars.


**If your character (even if you were just accepted!) would like to participate in the set-up for the impromptu festival at any point, or just wander around and ask what’s going on, please feel free! All the set-up would have been occurring in the space between the TDM and this post. If your character would like to handwave having helped set up, this post is also an option!

(( Set Up: OutdoorsSet Up: IndoorsSign-InBamboo WishesGamesFoodTablesPerformancesBonfireLanternsClean-Up ✧ or your own!))
flyingsolos: (You think I'm gorgeeeeeoous)

[personal profile] flyingsolos 2018-07-10 09:21 pm (UTC)(link)
Considering what you've pulled off, maybe you should focus on different goals.
bowtiedbones: (27)

[personal profile] bowtiedbones 2018-07-10 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
I like to try to get them as evenly golden as possible! If you're putting them in a s'more it doesn't really make a difference how done it is, since you're squish it, but it's still an extra achievement.
bleps: (57)

[personal profile] bleps 2018-07-10 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
No, it's a reasonable attitude. Your stomach will thank me later.

[It's easy to cut through the crowd when Arenvald is taking the lead. At the table, he sets down the plates one by one, careful not to drop anything.]

I'm installed with a core battery that can keep me running for more than a hundred years. Potentially a hundred and fifty. And that's assuming I never find a place to recharge. It's really very convenient.
paladorable: (010)

[personal profile] paladorable 2018-07-10 09:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Damn. Once again Arenvald’s eyebrows go up, expression caught between bewildered and impressed. ]

I’ll say.

[ The Garleans only wish they had that kind of tech, and once again he finds himself glad that Connor is the amenable sort and not some terrible engine of death.

He plops down in one of the chairs, motioning for Connor to take a seat as well, if he would like. ]


How’s this place been treating you so far?
seaclipsed: (got me feelin' like it's real for sure.)

[personal profile] seaclipsed 2018-07-10 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
So, you've spoken to this Astoria then?

[ she stops writing so she can look at him fully. ]
bowtiedbones: (19)

[personal profile] bowtiedbones 2018-07-10 09:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Alright!

[ignoring the set-out pens and digging into her purse instead for a small case of gel pens. sure there's black, but sometimes a fancy gold or a sparkly purple is called for.]

Want to pick a color?
bowtiedbones: (32)

[personal profile] bowtiedbones 2018-07-10 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Not super often, but pretty often? My parents have a firepit in the backyard, so like, the chance is always there!
bowtiedbones: (46b)

[personal profile] bowtiedbones 2018-07-10 09:50 pm (UTC)(link)
3, 2, 1 and science! Whoosh!

[just throws a giant handful of the flour-sugar mixture into the bonfire. it is, in fact, VERY FLAMMABLE VERY EXPLOSIVE]
sonofgold: (determined)

[personal profile] sonofgold 2018-07-10 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Al turns and smiles.]

Thanks for the advice. Now that you mention it... they don't want to make it TOO easy to win.

[He chooses another dart, and- lo and behold, it pops.]

Alright!
sonofgold: (talking)

[personal profile] sonofgold 2018-07-10 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Al smiles warmly in reply.]

I've never heard it called that, but it might be that way in other worlds. My teacher called it a Flamel cross; she had it tattooed on her collarbone, so my brother and I wore it on our clothing to honor her and the training she gave us.
Edited 2018-07-10 22:06 (UTC)
sonofgold: (laugh)

[personal profile] sonofgold 2018-07-10 10:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[Al has to laugh at that.]

Maybe... and you could also end up slicing the booth in half if you weren't careful.
sonofgold: (^_^)

[personal profile] sonofgold 2018-07-10 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Al nods and gets to work; in his armor body, he'd just been too big and clumsy to help with the cooking, but now that he was in his original body, getting his strength back, he could do more delicate tasks.

His cutting is slow and careful, though not always even.]


What are you making?
bowtiedbones: (32)

[personal profile] bowtiedbones 2018-07-10 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Probably something different, then. The Asclepius and the Caduceus are on staffs, not crosses.

[she shrugs, either way! still neat symbols]

She must have been some teacher, though. All I've ever honored mine with were paychecks.
sonofgold: (killing you with my brain)

[personal profile] sonofgold 2018-07-10 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Al nods, though his face does fall a little.]

Teacher taught my brother and I everything we know about alchemy... it's a science from my world... and about keeping our minds and bodies healthy. She's a very strong woman and can be scary, but she's one of the most important people in the world to me, too. She told us that the flamel represents removing volatile or poisonous things.
flyingsolos: (The girly equivalent of "yare yare")

[personal profile] flyingsolos 2018-07-10 10:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh. Well, I can't encourage animal abuse, so no cilantro.

Not that it had any.

[ Well. Okay. ]
flyingsolos: (Wild and fancy free)

[personal profile] flyingsolos 2018-07-10 10:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah-- yeah, hold on.

[ She's just going to hold out both arms expectantly. Like she's waiting for a hug, but-- ]

Load me up!
flyingsolos: Pixiv ID: 9764 (Just an ordinary girl)

[personal profile] flyingsolos 2018-07-10 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
You definitely have the face for it, though...

[ Rion is not all that shy, though she's not wording it flirtatiously either. ]

What made you decide to switch fields?
paladorable: (006)

[personal profile] paladorable 2018-07-10 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He has to chuckle at her enthusiasm, at least, and he carefully piles a few things in her arms. Only just enough to make his own load manageable. ]

Lead the way. I’ll be right behind you.
teratias: (14. Science)

[personal profile] teratias 2018-07-10 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[MUCH EXPLODE VERY FIRE WOW!

Waver pauses, and then tilts his head.]


Is there a way to impact the colors of the flame?
bowtiedbones: (68)

[personal profile] bowtiedbones 2018-07-10 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, sure, there's tons of ways! They're just not the safest to cook on.
unrecovered: (Face: Like you're on the Office)

[personal profile] unrecovered 2018-07-10 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[As long as she knows she's been called out, he really doesn't care to push it. Wash still isn't great at picking his battles, but even he knows this one isn't worth pursuing.]

One I'm okay with other people reading, yeah.

[It's less a dig at her and more an acknowledgement that these are getting hung up in front of God and everybody.]

What about you?
bleps: (11)

[personal profile] bleps 2018-07-10 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[Connor does take a seat across the table from Arenvald. He sits straight, hands in his lap, for now. The dishes are neatly placed before them, but he has no need to reach for any of the food, despite how inviting it might look to a normal man.

He considers the question for a moment before replying.]


It’s... odd, to say the least. I’ve had to realign exactly what I once thought was impossible into something probable. And if I had my preference, of course I would rather be back in Detroit. But you probably feel similarly.

[A beat. That sounded overly negative, which would not completely be an accurate description of his true feelings on the matter.]

But the living conditions are fine. The other individuals brought here have been friendly and moderately helpful thus far. Though I’m not quite sure what to think of the so-called ‘powers’ we’ve all been granted.
strategyguide: (fellbrand)

[personal profile] strategyguide 2018-07-11 12:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Robin softly chuckled when he read the wish. While he didn't understand everything about this tradition, he appreciated this writer's canndor.

Turning toward the voice, he offered a sheepish smile.]


Just an idea of what to do. I've never seen anything like this before.
ghostdrives: (pic#11570461)

[personal profile] ghostdrives 2018-07-11 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Way back when she used to travel and encounter different worlds, Aqua was far more of an observer than someone would participate. Really, if she took any actions, it would be more in the name of interference and balance than anything else.

Hut she can't help but be drawn to the trees, standing a ways away and watching some of the other circle members write their own wishes. Suffice to say, once she figures out their purpose, she makes her way over to the slips of paper, immediately knowing what wish she wants to make.]


"Our hearts are still connected, and will guide us together again. We'll be one once more, and watch the stars together, just like last time."

[Admittedly, she does feel a little childish as she tries it to the tree, but there's no harm in hoping or believing in wishes, right? If anyone's nosy and reading it, she doesn't seem to mind in the least.]
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foundafamily: (14.1)

[personal profile] foundafamily 2018-07-11 12:36 am (UTC)(link)
[That sounds... fun.

He raises one eyebrow.]


I thought you told me last time that they didn't try to hurt people.