EVENT LOG: KITE FESTIVAL

[asgardmods]

KITE FESTIVAL( MAY 4TH - 6TH ) Intro Log New Wanderers who find themselves in Asgard will awaken in a brightly lit room. Though they are overcome with disorientation at first, it will soon subside. Frigg and Sigyn enter the room to greet the new face with a warm welcome. They both welcome the newest wanderer and let them leave the room at their own pace. Wanderers are allowed to leave their bed, meet the rest of the pantheon, and wander to the castle grounds as they see fit. However, they are warned that they must choose one of the deities to bind themselves to before the dawn of the following day. If no choice is made, one will be made for them. It is emphasized that this choice is of the utmost importance and must be made before stepping off the castle grounds. The sun greets the new wanderer as they step outside. A trail of, what looks to be, stringless balloons hover at eye level outside the palace door. The balloons guide each Wanderer to a wooden board that lists pertinent information. There are hand-written pieces of parchment that show how to access a city map on their bracelet, and where to find housing. There is also a notice welcoming new Wanderers to an upcoming event: The local Kite Festival! It beckons newcomers to join in Kite flying, celebrating the warm season and feasting. Kite festival may 4th-6th ↴ the kite festival Welcome to the Kite Festival! In celebration of warmer weather, the locals are throwing a festival in the open fields surrounding Asgard. Wanderers who attend will be greeted by colorful paper lanterns, streamers, and decorative kites that fly in the warm breeze. During the day, a constant stream of rainbow-colored confetti flutters down from some unseen source. The confetti disappears just as mysteriously as soon as it touches the ground. KITE-MAKING → Tucked under the shade of a lush tree sits a wooden crafting table. String, paint, brushes, paper, fabric, and other art materials are provided so that you can create the kite you've always wanted! Decorate your kite however you see fit, although the local children will implore you to include mysterious runes in your decor. They have found these runes from... somewhere and seem particularly fond of them. You'll find examples of the runes scribbled on parchment paper all over the long wooden crafting tables for reference. The children tell you that the runes are called Rendu (), Sil (), and Fyeer (). Their meanings are unknown, but they're interesting to look at, and seem to call to you when you look at them. KITE-BATTLING → If your more of the competitive type, why not try and use your kite to try and win a prize? Pit one kite against another in a contest of skill. You can win the battle by cutting the string of the other kite or by knocking the opposing kite out of the air. All contestants need to do in order to participate in kite battling is to challenge another willing participant who has a kite to a battle. Any location around the Kite festival can serve as their battleground! Winners of these battles will be treated to an enchanted flower crown which can be worn for the remainder of the festival. The crowns are said to provide the wearers with feelings of happiness until the flowers wither. FEASTING → The paper lanterns - which provide decoration during the day - are lit with candles of varying color at night. The exuberant celebrations of the day quiet as the locals provide soothing music with their ceremonial bells. Long wooden tables are piled with all sorts of delicious-looking fruits and vegetables. Each piece of food looks impossibly picturesque in both color and plating, inviting observers to take what they can. Fresh fish are also provided, sourced from the local rivers that very morning. Each table is bordered by several wooden barrels. These contain an assortment of easy-to-pour alcohol for those who are old enough to dabble. Wanderers are invited to eat all they can. And, if they feel so inclined, they can even partake in dancing under the stars.

Comments

[theprezident]

A. Kite-making

[ Never in his life has Rhys made a kite. Or even flown a kite. Right now, though, the having never made a kite is the main problem. That, and he's never worked with fabric, or really had to work with his hands much.

So, he's here, he's got a piece of fabric, he's got the skeleton of a basic kite, and he ... just holds up the fabric, staring at it as though he's trying to will it into the right shape. ]

What the hell do I do with this?

[ Help. ]

B. Kite flying

[ When he does finally manage to make a kite, the next problem presents itself: Flying it.

He makes a couple of pathetic attempts at getting it up into the air after watching some of the Asgardian children do it, but it just doesn't seem to want to lift. And, honestly, he's ready to give up. ]

It looks so easy when they do it.

[ Mostly muttered to himself, but anyone nearby can hear it. ]

C. Wildcard

[ You know the drill! Feel free to hit me up for plotting. ]

[lan_wangji]

"Will not deny Wei Ying gifts," he promises smoothing back the unruly, wavy hair that frames his face. This is compromise. Lan Zhan must do this, must improve at this. He will have guests into his home and he will accept their gifts and his Wei Ying will be happier for it.

"I should transcribe these traditions. Like the gifts at Christmas. Then we will not falter in meeting expectations."

Kite Making

[mindseer]

[She was going with Rendu, because it looked like a little house and she was building a house. Yep. It was roughly that intelligent. Looking up, she grinned at him as she finished her crude kite and nodded vigorously.]

Absolutely! Gotta see if these babies will fly, right?

Kite Flying

[mindseer]

Uhhhh... you having trouble too?

[Frown. Her little Rendu wasn't getting off of the ground, though that might be because she hadn't tried running with the thing and getting it some proper air to lift off. Seriously, kites weren't a thing you did on Alternia, so she had no experience here.

Mutter mutter.]

Ok... so... what are the grublings doing we aren't?

Terezi Pyrope | Homestuck | OTA

[mindseer]

Kite Flying
Her little Rendu was up in the air. It wasn't pretty, but she'd managed to get the blasted thing airborne. So, yay! There was that. And now it was time to ... eh, she wasn't in a hurry. Battle or fly it and watch the thing go, either way, it was something to do.

She glanced over and gave a big, fanged grin to whoever was flying one nearby. "Kinda kiddy, but fun right?"

Feasting
The feast was more her style. She settled in with a heaping helping of food. The plate had a lot ore fish than anything else. Seriously, since getting all this beast meat, she'd been a lot happier. It was food for a carnivore, not fighting her way through the ruffage. Her cup wasn't full of anything alcoholic though. Even if sugary drinks were the risk, she wasn't taking chances. Raising a toast of something fruity, she waved over a familiar face.

"Hey! Hey!"

[dataset]

It's a pleasure to meet you, Sora. [ Connor carefully takes his hand and shakes it. His handshake isn't at all firm, but it isn't a light touch either. ]

[yiling_laozu]

"And prevent ourselves making any threats should one of us receive a hair comb," Wei Wuxian agrees with a laugh. That had been a mess, but one that worked out gloriously in the end.

He tilts his head for the path of Lan Zhan's fingers, which have scarcely left his hair since his arrival. "Lan Zhan," he says, "Will you arrange my hair to suit the crown?"

[keybearing]

Yeah! Let's go, Terezi!

[He says, after finishing up his kite, holding it up and clutching the string as he throws the kite itself up to try catch it in the air above, grinning as he starts to run, watching his kite rise. He may or may not be about to bump into her or someone else in the process in not entirely paying attention to where he was actually going, watching his kite as he was.]

[keybearing]

Eheh. Yeah! I haven't decided if I'll join them and dance for a bit but. This is good. I think we needed this. After the cave and getting trapped with the vines and plants and stuff and all lately.

[Sora shakes the offered hand in his gloved one, smiling and tilting his head after he withdraws it more to his side, watching the others dance and such. This was nice. To relax for a bit. To enjoy this sort of thing together again.]

[thequitecontrary]

"Oh yes," Mary replies with a sigh. "Just the fact that we have magic powers is strange, but I know that for some people it isn't." Coming from a world where magic isn't real, it's very weird to her. "It seems like every month something magical goes haywire and we have to attempt to fix it."

She leans in, lowering her voice. "Truth be told, these gods do not always have a handle on everything like you'd think a god would."

[wayoftheweird]

Stephen's newfound shadow hasn't gone unnoticed, especially when he leaves the crowd to return to the castle. This is where Stephen would normally use a clever spell, something to take the other person by surprise - but the only spell he can do is to summon a magic animal. Useless.

He'll have to try a more social approach, he supposes.

When he rounds the corner he comes to stop, leaning casually against the wall.

"Help you?" he asks when the stranger joins him.

[wayoftheweird]

Stephen is ready to agree. It's a good theory, some secret language created by the children to have a laugh. But--

"You feel it too?" he asks, looking over with sudden interest. So it isn't just him.

[hei_pao_shi]

Shen Wei's already somber brow furrows at the passing admission that he isn't the only one who does. "I have some experience with enchanted artifacts," he says, a bit of an understatement, considering all he'd done to keep the Hallows out of the wrong hands.

"I can't explain it beyond a feeling, but when I look at these symbols, the energy is the same. They - " He pauses, searching for the right words. "Want to be used."

[wayoftheweird]

"Which begs the question, should we destroy all this evidence of their existence in case they'll be used to summon some kind of hellbeast, or should we give them what they want" Stephen asks with a faint smile.

He's also experienced with enchanted artifacts, quite extensively, and the appeal to add something else to his current mostly magic-less repertoire is strong.

[wayoftheweird]

Stephen leans in to reply as though they're sharing secrets, amused. "In my experience, the only thing that sets a god apart from mortals is the power. Doesn't mean they have anything extra special going on up here," he says, tapping the side of his head.

"I'm Stephen," he adds, sitting up a little and offering a hand. "It sounds like I would have been helpful here, if only I could do more than summon a magic house cat."

[hei_pao_shi]

Eyeing the children with more trepidation than should a man who's lived thousands of years, Shen Wei blinks needlessly, his version of a shrug. "It seems harmless enough for now," he says, hoping he sounds as if he's joking when he adds, "I'd hate to incur the wrath of the local children."

[lan_wangji]

Lan Zhan's ears redden but he still feels his reaction was somewhat warranted. Courting gift or not, a hair decoration is decidedly intimate. Not at all the thing to give a man one is only friends with.

"Hm."

His eyes widen at the request, looking around as if perhaps Wei Ying does not realize there are people all around them. "Cannot arrange your hair in public. Indecent."

[lan_wangji]

"No," Lan Zhan answers, folding his arms behind his back and watching the man. The wizard, apparently. He wonders if he is finding losing his powers as frustrating as Lan Zhan had. But that is not the matter at hand.

"Lan Wangji of Gusu Lan," he offers, giving a short bow. "Seem to be searching. Was curious what you are searching for."

[yiling_laozu]

Wei Wuxian sits back with an overloud sigh. "You've already been touching it," he points out, though it's hard to feel too put out with the enchanted flowers filling his nose with their sweet scent. He tugs the crown from his head anyway, determined to manage something more befitting of his new adornment. "Am I missing anything?" he asks when he's gathered it up every strand he can reach into a topknot.

[lan_wangji]

Lan Zhan stifles a sigh nearly as large as he cannot, cannot deny that face and Wei Ying's attempts to put his own hair up in anything resembling a proper hairstyle are failing.

He reaches over and carefully extracts Wei Ying's hair from his hands until he has it all gathered in his own. "Would be more indecent to allow you to have messy hair," he mutters, fingers already smoothing and combing through the dark strands. "Deserve hairstyle as lovely as you are."

[dataset]

[ He quietly nods. ]

I wasn't at the events personally, but I've heard about them. I wish that there was more I could do to help those involved.

[yiling_laozu]

"Ey?" Rarely can Wei Wuxian allow an opportunity to tease him go by. "I never worried much after my hair." Even Jiang Cheng had had braids and proper hair pieces, where Wei Wuxian was content with a leather knot. "Gusu Lan always had such nice styles, though," he observes, eyes wide.

"I thought there were rules against noticing one was lovely."

[lan_wangji]

"Rules are against noticing one's own physical attributes," he says, fingers making swift work of tiny braids that he plans to pull up into the knot. Such a hairstyle will show Wei Ying's nape which is sure to drive Lan Zhan mad in short time but will undoubtedly look beautiful.

"Ought not to lust after others. That one was difficult for me," he admits in a very soft voice in case anyone has noticed the improper scene they are making. "Difficult once I allowed myself to care for Wei Ying."

[keybearing]

I've been here I think since people started showing up. But sometimes....yeah. I wish there's more I could do. I can't do a lot of the things I could back home.

[Not that he doesn't have abilities here as well. It's just that he seems rather more vulnerable here in comparison to what he could do back home. Sora sighs, giving a small pout.]

[dataset]

If you don't mind my asking, what could you do back home that you're unable to do here?