#tales.event003

[merclock]

➜ ＯＰＥＮ ＳＴＡＲＴＥＲ ＸＸ

Traveling more often than staying home (wait, what home? wasn’t he kicked out?) had it’s advantages. Though, of course, there were also days that there were disadvantages. Days such as this, where he unwittingly walked into an event based on love were one of those moments that he’d consider a disadvantage. Though, obviously, he could turn this around in his favor. 

While large groups of people typically weren’t his area, it also made many opportunities to screw over someone’s day, or even better yet, their romantic outing. His eyes didn’t quite immediately reach a lovely couple enjoying each other’s company, he did run across a familiar shifter carelessly sitting a teddy bear sort-of prize to the side. 

He honed in immediately, and with the swiftness of a person that takes people out for a living, he caught that thing in his grasp and fast-walked away, smirking to himself as he stared at the dumb stuffed thing. Why these things were considered acceptable prizes, he would never know. He simply tossed the thing behind him, letting it get trampled by excited feet. “One more thing for someone else to clean up, I guess.” He shrugged to himself, continuing on ahead.

[codexx-archived]

open starter | event 004

“Churches give me the urge to burn them down.” A childhood trauma and growing up with overly religious parents was enough for Carmilla to detest such places, although being a vampire, as cliche as that was, did play into it too. And so instead she had preferred to leave out attending the actual wedding ceremony. “We would not want any accidents to happen, after all.” A raise of a brow and an ambitious smile. Carmilla could feel it, there was something in the air and it would be exciting.

[tcthcsea]

∾ ºᵖᵉⁿ ˢᵗᵃʳᵗᵉʳ

the game where you threw a ball at the pyramid of bottles was fixed, and it always was, no matter where you went. asha was aware of this, but that hadn’t stopped her from walking straight up to the booth when she saw the stuffed snake hanging from the top of the booth. there was a silly kind of irony in her owning anything related to snakes, and she thought to herself, why not? it would look nice hanging somewhere in her captain’s quarters anyway, wouldn’t it? 

though, rigged the thing was. with narrowed eyes, she studied the man tending the booth for a moment. it seemed near easy enough for her to be able to sway him to her side. a few bats of her eyelashes, a few giggles at some stupid jokes cracked, a brushing of the hair to the side, all coupled with her hand trailing down his arm as she pouted at him to knock down the rest of the bottles for her when she threw her next ball worked. 

she was walking away with a wink, and with her snake in her arms. though, the person behind her was eyeing her with judgement as she started to pass. she could tell. “it’s rigged anyway. that guy was a cheat first.”

[rvlerofmyheavt]

Open for everyone, participating in the dunk tank. 

“It’s very invigorating when you don’t know when you will fall,” Tiresias commented as he dried his hair. His wet tendrils shining in the light. The seer let out a small chuckle, a rare reaction from the seer. For the first time in a while, he was happy. He turned to the other, unsure who was beside him. 

“You should try it.” He suggested with a smile. “It’s better than getting your fortune.” 

[glistcning]

𝖆𝖒𝖔𝖗 𝖞 𝖌𝖚𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖆 //  o p e n  ♡

with his apron tucked and folded neatly beneath his arm, he stands in line, waiting patiently for the next baking competition of the day. he nibbles away at what’s left of his funnel cake, occasionally stopping to dust the powdered sugar off of his shirt before taking another bite.

 “you know,” he huffs, turning to face the person in line behind him, “these things would be so much better if they had a chocolate drizzle, don’t you think? sure, it’s a lot of sugar, and i don’t mean to complain —– but if you’re going to eat something sweet, why not go all out?”

[terrvrs]

@navghtyxnice​ (odile)

“young lady.“

frollo approaches her as if drawn by instinct-- his eyes having caught on her in the crowd, the ink spill of her hair and those sharp eyes. “i can’t possibly finish this on my own.” there’s a cake in his hands. a gift from one of his flock, dusted white with sugar and red with fresh strawberries. he holds her gaze despite the edges in them, waiting patiently for her answer.

frollo is a man fond of fire, beckoned to those that flicker hot and volatile, circling around them like a moth. the judge enjoys smothering the flames. finds pleasure in quieting the spit of sparks, even if his fingers end up burned.

“if you’d give me the pleasure of your company, you’ll find you won’t need to spend your coin.”

[codexx-archived]

EVENT003: OPEN, rejecting a kiss

It was a sudden sensation, to Haku it felt out of nowhere but they had been really close for a while now, it was just that he had not recognized it until then. The way their hand rested on his arm, how those pretty eyes had wandered over his features while they spoke and so before he knew it, their eyes had fluttered close and a soft sensation against his lips had him wondering. With a soft wave of warmth wandering through his body, it took him a moment to close his own eyes, returning the kiss rather briefly before pale hands grasped their arms and gave a very soft push to pull away. "What was the reasoning for that?" Haku wasn't stupid nor naive, but he did have issues with recognizing certain moods and tensions so asking was all he could do. It's not that he straight up rejected the sweet gesture.

[rvlerofmyheavt]

Open for everyone, asking a stranger/loved one to dance.

Ariel crossed her arms as she watched everyone dance. Part of it made her long for something nice- the other part wanted to just dance. The mermaid just didn’t want to dance alone. Ariel puffed her cheeks as she began to write in her nicest handwriting. This should work for sure. She slowly approached the stranger with the notebook near her chest. She closed her eyes, unsure how they would respond. 

“Would you like to dance with me?”