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abraxaslogs2022-08-06 05:56 pm
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Open Log + Closed Prompt
Who: Nadine + Open
When: August
Where: Horizon, Nadine's Domain
What: It's a carnival!
Nadine rarely changes much in her domain, save to shift it from season to season or decorate for major holidays. But every now and again she has cause for something a touch more dramatic.
On the last month of summer, she makes one of those changes. In the town square that is the centerpiece of her little patch of the Horizon, the shops and town hall and church and open green park have been replaced with a small town style carnival. The sort she remembers from her childhood in New Hampshire.
The towering Ferris wheel dominates the space, surrounded by a variety of rides such as bumper cars and a Gravitron, a Viking swinging ship and flying scooters, a freefall tower and even a small roller coaster with a fanciful dragon theme to it. Besides those are the tamer rides - a 'haunted' house that's not at all scary but more silly, a tunnel of love, and of course the skeletal carousal that's always there. But for this month it's in bright carnival colors, blues and pinks and yellows.
The horses are still skeletons, though.
And the other trappings are there, game booths and food stalls and vendor booths along the midway. There's even a stage from which a spectral, unseen band seems to be playing classic rock, and a little wooden dance floor in front. Nadine hasn't made any staff for the carnival, as whenever she tries to make people in the horizon they just come out as shadows. Not the vibe she's going for here. But the rides and games function as though manned, and the food stalls have all variety of fair goodies on display for the taking.
There's a sign by the entrance booth that reads 'WELCOME - PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL' - for anyone who may wander in when Nadine isn't there, or simply without warning.
While Nadine is happy for anyone to come and enjoy the little summer fair, she does have some specific purpose for the place.
She doubts Geralt and Jaskier have anything like this in their world, and she imagines another touch of good old fashioned American summer fun would probably do Julie some good. She knows it will do her some good. What better way to enjoy themselves than all four spend a day at the fair?
Considering the amount of time they all spend with one another in various groupings and pairs already, it just makes sense do something as a foursome. It's like a double date, though she doubts Julie or Geralt would describe what's between them as dating. Nadine wouldn't, either, but they're still something of a pair. Just a different kind than her and Jaskier.
She'd extended the invitation and it had been accepted, and she's finding herself rather excited about the whole thing. Life's probably going to go straight to hell again before too much longer, it always does, but for now...she's going to enjoy a day out with her lover and her closest friends.
When: August
Where: Horizon, Nadine's Domain
What: It's a carnival!
Nadine rarely changes much in her domain, save to shift it from season to season or decorate for major holidays. But every now and again she has cause for something a touch more dramatic.
On the last month of summer, she makes one of those changes. In the town square that is the centerpiece of her little patch of the Horizon, the shops and town hall and church and open green park have been replaced with a small town style carnival. The sort she remembers from her childhood in New Hampshire.
The towering Ferris wheel dominates the space, surrounded by a variety of rides such as bumper cars and a Gravitron, a Viking swinging ship and flying scooters, a freefall tower and even a small roller coaster with a fanciful dragon theme to it. Besides those are the tamer rides - a 'haunted' house that's not at all scary but more silly, a tunnel of love, and of course the skeletal carousal that's always there. But for this month it's in bright carnival colors, blues and pinks and yellows.
The horses are still skeletons, though.
And the other trappings are there, game booths and food stalls and vendor booths along the midway. There's even a stage from which a spectral, unseen band seems to be playing classic rock, and a little wooden dance floor in front. Nadine hasn't made any staff for the carnival, as whenever she tries to make people in the horizon they just come out as shadows. Not the vibe she's going for here. But the rides and games function as though manned, and the food stalls have all variety of fair goodies on display for the taking.
There's a sign by the entrance booth that reads 'WELCOME - PLEASE BE RESPECTFUL' - for anyone who may wander in when Nadine isn't there, or simply without warning.
While Nadine is happy for anyone to come and enjoy the little summer fair, she does have some specific purpose for the place.
She doubts Geralt and Jaskier have anything like this in their world, and she imagines another touch of good old fashioned American summer fun would probably do Julie some good. She knows it will do her some good. What better way to enjoy themselves than all four spend a day at the fair?
Considering the amount of time they all spend with one another in various groupings and pairs already, it just makes sense do something as a foursome. It's like a double date, though she doubts Julie or Geralt would describe what's between them as dating. Nadine wouldn't, either, but they're still something of a pair. Just a different kind than her and Jaskier.
She'd extended the invitation and it had been accepted, and she's finding herself rather excited about the whole thing. Life's probably going to go straight to hell again before too much longer, it always does, but for now...she's going to enjoy a day out with her lover and her closest friends.
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[Sometimes Nadine makes jokes.]
But a creamee is kind of like a soft serve ice cream cone, only it's made with maple syrup and brown sugar and cream. They're almost painfully sweet but I loved them when I was a kid.
[For some reason, she'd expected a sort of dessert food, and she looks curiously at the rolls Julie hands her. They smell good...and taste the way they smell. She nods appreciatively as she chews. It's almost like a hand pie, but with a way better filling and crust than any hand pie she's ever had.]
Oh these are really good. [She holds out the paper food tray for anyone else to help themselves.] And yes, a lot of carnival games involve throwing balls at things or into things or through things. But there's other ones, too. Like water races and rope ladder climbs and test your strength - that's where you take a mallet and swing it as hard as you can against a board and it sends a ball shooting up towards a bell at the top. If you ring the bell you win a prize. It's considered pretty hard to actually win these games, back home.
[Because most all of them are rigged. And while Nadine's aren't rigged, exactly, they aren't effortless to beat. It's not like it's costing any money, they can play as many times as they want. It's all for fun, and to share a little bit of home with Jaskier and Geralt.]
But it's kind of tradition to play them, and try and win a prize for whoever you're at the fair with. Or yourself.
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Can't remember the last time he played any sort of game where drink wasn't involved.
He squints at the jug for a moment or two. Gives it an experimental lob. He takes a couple of tries—they neglected festival ball tosses during his Witcher training—but the third sinks in neatly, as does the fourth. Like once he's caught on how to aim it, he's incapable of missing.
If anyone has him do it a fifth and sixth time, they'll find that's exactly the case.
Hm. What does he win. The squeaky duck? The fluffy rodent that looks as though someone splattered it with paint while blindfolded? Nadine says who you're with; he ends up looking to Julie. It only seems fitting—what else would he do except give one of these glassy-eyed colourful toys to her? ]
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He doesn't know if it is better than the Continent or not, especially considering its fate. It's certainly different.
The bard does sample one of the -- birocks? -- and is pleased to find it reminds him well enough of pierogi with a doughier texture. They're lovely, actually, and he takes a second one as he parks up next to Geralt's other side at the game.
Of course, Geralt wins one effortlessly.] I doubt I will be near as skillful at any of these compared to a Witcher, but I can certainly try.
[Jaskier's choice is something that he thinks is a bit like darts, but has some sort of... cannon? in front of it. When he pulls a button on the underside of the cannon, water shoots out the end instead of pellets. Ah! He's done something similar before! But, ah, not with water, and not with a cannon --
At any rate, he figures it out over several games that a certain angle is needed, and it is consistent. He finds the right angle and sprays water through a hole in a round board, and though it wets the board as well, he apparently wins --
Something small? The choice looks between some sort of mutated fish and what he is rather sure is a peach. With eyes.] Ah. Whatever the lady chooses, it shall be hers!
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[ Leaning against the side of the game booth, Julie watches Geralt quickly puzzle out the angles and pitch necessary to beat the game. Her smile is somewhere between fond and highly entertained -- she would actually very much like to see the reaction of real carnies to how easily he figures it out.
She is barely listening to Nadine and Jaskier. There's a lot of noise and lights surrounding them and what's being said is information she's known since childhood, but mostly she just isn't focusing on them.
The booth flashes lights and makes a celebratory trumpet noise, which Julie assumes is the substitution for a barker yelling out that we have a winner!. She doesn't really think about the prize; like most decently-adjusted adults, she doesn't really have much desire for an odd, inexpensive toy made in a sweatshop in Horizon-China. When a macrocephalic, tie-dyed stuffed hamster is handed to her, however, she accepts it without blinking. She wordlessly tucks it under one arm and takes his hand to follow Jaskier and Nadine to the other booth. ]