#cistart

[mavisdracule]

black sunhat resting on her head and pink heart sunglasses blocking her eyes, mavis bounced around the festival grounds. sipping on her apple cider slushy, she stopped at another booth, one of those water gun shooting games. “ooohh. how does this one work?” she asks out loud, not sure if anyone would even answer. there seemed to be a tension in the air on this second day of the event, but she had no clue why or what was happening.

[rfluggerbutter]

Rancis had already pregamed before coming to the festival, so he was already having a good time. It was a different scene than his usual down at the tracks, so he couldn’t complain, especially with the spiked festival drink in his hand to keep his spirits up. “Yo, the drinks here actually aren’t shit like I thought.”

[greenlouieduck]

It was incredible that the most anticipated night of the year, actually one of the most anticipated along with others, had passed as fast as a snap of the fingers. Worst? That he had missed it. Louie slipped a handful of bills into the front pocket of his jacket, calmly fiddling with the zipper of the jacket to finally fasten it. His intention was to enjoy a bit of what was still available throughout the day, maybe even win a prize in one of those games that had been decorated in a Halloween style. Instead of leaving a note to excuse his absence to the other residents of the mansion, a devised plan to escape had been put in place and he was able to flee, focusing solely on being able to explore the event on his own. Without even wearing a costume, the youngest of the triplets began to calmly walk between the stalls, only to realize that the atmosphere was not exactly festive. The inhabitants who were around there seemed to be in tension, and there was no way to know the reason for that, although it was something that should not be overlooked if something was not right. Shaking his head so as not to back down with the decision. "Hey, excuse me." Louie called out to the closest individual, not caring if it was a familiar face or a stranger, with a tone of slight concern. "What's wrong? Why is everyone so nervous?"

[wcnderboy]

Hercules waved off his most recent student, turning to put away the bows and arrows. He had to admit, he was a little surprised at the amount of people who had actually expressed interest in the lessons. Although maybe that had more to do with the teacher being him than an actual interest in the subject. He picked up his duffel bag, about to leave when he noticed the person lingering in the doorway. “You here for the lessons?” He paused to glance at his watch, debating whether he really had the time to give another one. Phil could wait, right? “You’re a little late but I can probably squeeze you in real quick.”

[edatheowl]

Sitting at the front check out area of the pawn shop with her feet up on the counter, Eda casually flipped through a magazine as she waited for the next customer to show up. Thankfully it wasn’t long before a hoot rang through the building - the alarm she’d set to go off whenever a new person entered. “Welcome!” she called out, turning her head to smile wildly at whatever new customer was here. “Looking for anything specific today? Want to see our daily deals? Here for a little something extra?”

[dashiel-dash-parr]

Odd meeting

Being careful maybe shouldn't be the word that could be used to qualify Dash. Even knowing it was totally irresponsible on his part, he didn't try to stop the speed at which he was running. It was night, who could be outside their respective places at that time? He just wanted to vent a bit and didn't see why he had to settle for just playing video games, or walking at a normal pace through the streets of the island, or ... Too late to take action, Dash crossed the path of another individual who has decided to leave at that very moment, God knows why, raising a blast of air in his wake as he hid a few meters further behind a tree. "Shit!" Should he act like nothing and pretend he was just another passerby at the time? Or flee the scene? Too late, the other person, with disheveled hair and somewhat disoriented, has turned towards him, so Dash can only turn to one thing. Improvise. "Hey Buddy," he hugs himself, pretending to shudder somewhat dramatically with a forced smile "Yes, it's a cold night. Right? Even the wind seems to have gone crazy in this weather."

[phantcsma]

“oh, come on!” phoebe whined as the dart seemingly bounced off the balloon. “that should’ve hit it! this game is totally rigged.” she pointed her finger at the attendant accusingly before turning to the person closest to her. “you saw that, right?”

[fixingitfclix]

“Oh no, ma’am, you really don’t have to!” Felix insisted as the woman running one of the pastry booths insisted that she should give him a few pastries for free. All he had done was nailed down a few bolts to keep her booth from willing around anymore, and admittedly, he had offered to do so for free after taking note of how some of the nails to her booth were loose. But then again, Felix has been helping around with all sorts of booths since early today, wanting to help any of the venders and make sure that those taking part in this music festival was having fun. So the free pastries was surely unneeded, yet the vendor continued to insist until the handyman found himself holding onto a bag filled with assortment of pastries. At that point, Felix had no choice but to smile at her. “If you really insist, then thank you ma’am!” He thanked, nodding at the woman before bidding her a goodbye. But as he walked off, the blonde glanced at the bag and gasped. “Jiminy Jaminy, that’s a lot of pastries!” More than just one feller like him could eat on his own! That is when he turned his sights on the nearest person to him while holding out the bag. “Hi there, would you like a pastry? It’s free!”