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Yu Narukami ([personal profile] leaderkun) wrote in [community profile] thefolder2013-12-25 11:52 pm

New Years Festival!

Who: EVERYONE! Chosen and Partners, Damemon, Deputymon, Starmon too!
What: The New Year's Festival and Masquerade Ball
Where: Shinjuku Gyoen in the Park
When: December 31st



December 31st has at last arrived, and despite certain events depriving the Digital World of the original creator, the people involved with the New Years Festival managed to pull through. With Roze's work already underway and the designs and directions sent out, it wasn't hard to finish what had been started.

At mid-afternoon, a general text was sent out to all the D-Terminals announcing the festival grounds as open. Going to the Shinjuku Gyoen part of the park revealed a tiny wonderland of games and food manned by Chosen, Partners and Damemon alike.

Every Chosen and Partner have Damemon helpers and shifts rotate at each stall, making certain no one is kept from enjoying themselves to the fullest.

To either side of the festival grounds are picnic areas set up with several tables, all surrounded by bright white and yellow string lights. The four rows of game and food stalls are all decorated with large red paper lanterns, paper dragons and bright string lights, allowing the festivities to proceed well after dark.

At the front of the entire festival grounds Roze's Digimon - Julie the Impmon and Musashi the Kotemon - hand out copies of a simple map. On the back of each map the times for the masquerade dance are printed in case people forgot the time from their invitations.

In the Taiwan Pavilion, from the start of the festival to the end, Maya Matlin and Ryan Evans play music on piano and cello, rotating with Neku Sakuraba who maintains a steady flow of pre-arranged music. Several times throughout the day a handful of Digimon put on a simple but entertaining Taiko drum performance. Two long buffet tables filled with food and punch stay full throughout the day and night.

Jin Uzuki teaches calligraphy at one stall, as well as performs tea ceremony and lectures on Japanese traditions for those not educated on the themes presented by the festival.

Squall Leonhart stands sentinel over the Kingyo Sukui (goldfish catching) stall.

Campbell Saunders covers the ball toss, where people can try their luck knocking down milk bottles.

The Medicine Seller mans the Okonomiyaki cart, where people are free to order any combination of ingredients and eat hot food straight from the iron.

Mikasa Ackerman covers a colorful and pleasant-smelling stall where festival-goers can choose from dozens of bananas on sticks, the fruit dipped in different flavored coatings and numerous toppings.

Shannon Vaughn and Eli Delacroix cover the stall on the center walk where those at the festival can pick up sparklers and handmade papier-mâché masks for fun or the masquerade, if they have none of their own.

A ping pong toss with water-filled glass bowls sits with a pair of Damemon attendants cheering on participants.

Next to the Okonomiyaki cart, Saori Nakagawa and Laguna Loire provide fresh Takoyaki (octopus balls) on sticks, steaming and delicious.

The local Prince, Rowan, cheerily provides personal pies or slices of ready-made large ones and chats amiably with anyone who happens to be drawn in by meat or fruit fillings inside flaky crusts.

Cheerful little Miwako Sakurada watches the Yoyo Tsuri (water balloon yoyo) cart, balloons in bright splashes of color floating in a rotating pool of water, casting a rainbow across the cloth roof of the stall.

The ever large and boisterous Rider struts around a Strongman Hammer game, jeering and cajoling the men and complimenting the women, making bets and offering arm-wrestling competitions.

Little Wily-Kit has a raised platform surrounded by cushions where people can sit and listen to her play the flupe and regale them with tales from her homeland.

Dante sits at a stall of his own, playing guitar when he's not giving kisses for donations to the festival fund.

A ring toss game where one can try to put small rings around the necks of glass bottles stands manned by two Damemon arguing restlessly about the arrangement of the bottles.

Waver Velvet and his Wizardmon stand to dazzle onlookers with card tricks and details of magic performed in Waver's homeland.

Next to Wily-Kit's storytelling and Waver's tricks, Harry Potter serves up a variety of hot drinks close to the front of the festival so people have something to warm their hands and bellies while they enjoy the festivities.

Throughout the entire festival ground, Seifer Almasy and his hand-picked group of Digimon patrol the area, ejecting trouble-makers and seeing to damages while Yu Narukami and his team keep supplies full and assist Seifer with damage control.

The festival continues on through the day until the Masquerade Ball begins. All the stalls close and people are free to dress and attend as they like. Food and punch remains present and the music continues until midnight, when masks are to be removed and the New Year begins!
velveteenmage: (this could take all night)

[personal profile] velveteenmage 2013-12-30 09:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I...I'm sorry. I didn't--I wasn't speaking literally, don't be ridiculous."
fullofthorns: (pic#7172078)

[personal profile] fullofthorns 2013-12-30 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
She tensed, jaw tightening before she sighed and forced herself to relax. No one here had changed. She couldn't just expect them to understand. She'd been gone for little over a week to Waver and the others. Her pain wasn't theirs.

"I know, I know. I'm sorry. Don't apologize. Its silly. I'm only...Ha. I'm grateful for the concern, I'm just not really...my conversational skills probably leave a little to be desired after so long. I'm not angry. I'm just...Its very odd coming back after everything."
velveteenmage: (welcome to a world of bloody evolution)

[personal profile] velveteenmage 2013-12-30 10:19 pm (UTC)(link)
"...it's okay. I mean...I'm not really the best with conversations either." Waver sighed in defeat and folded his arms.

"Don't worry, okay? I get it, this is probably a lot to deal with. Just try to settle in the best that you can, and I'll do whatever I can to help."
fullofthorns: (pic#7172086)

[personal profile] fullofthorns 2013-12-30 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not. I mean I am but, I'll be alright. Seriously," she mumbled, clearing her throat and trying to shake off the gloom.

"It hasn't been good back home," she said by way of explanation, offering a wan smile. "I'm sure I'll adjust but I just honestly got here only like an hour ago. When I realized where everyone was, I figured I should just come here and throw myself right back in. Try like it was nothing. It....really isn't that easy though. Not for you guys and definitely not for me."
bigger_and_better: (4)

>:3

[personal profile] bigger_and_better 2013-12-31 12:06 am (UTC)(link)
Great!

[Rider puts his arm on the table, not at all oblivious to the fact that his arm is about three times bigger than Martin's. He takes the young man's hand in a firm, strong grip, grinning toothily.]
hellspawnedhero: (Devils never cry.)

[personal profile] hellspawnedhero 2013-12-31 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Even if he hadn't recognized the tattoos and the hair, that necklace would have given away Roze's identity to Dante in a heartbeat. He'd been putting on a false face of cheerfulness all day, keeping the mood of the festival and ignoring the fact that his Crest of Love felt heavy around his throat. Though he knew it would heal into a scar he could hide with ease, as it always did when he lost someone dear to him, it felt as if Roze had taken half of his heart with her when she'd disappeared. Now that he saw her again, it was like a weight was lifted off of his chest.

She looked different, but to the eyes of the half demon, it only made her more beautiful. While he preferred humans for the most part, the knowledge that she was a true hybrid, much like himself, meant that the reminder of her supernatural nature didn't carry with it the suggestion that she lacked the qualities almost only seen in mortals. And he knew that she didn't, though her cold expression told him that she had been through something rough recently.

Still, he couldn't help himself. As soon as he saw her, he broke into a run, nearly stumbling in the red kimono he'd worn in her honor, and threw himself into a hug that might have knocked over someone shorter or lacking in a tail for extra balance. Tears glittered behind his red mask, but he didn't care. All he cared about was that she was here...and that maybe her feelings for him hadn't faded because of her time away.

"Didn't think I'd see ya again..."
fullofthorns: (pic#7172078)

[personal profile] fullofthorns 2013-12-31 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Really?" she asked, groaning slightly under the weight. She did indeed end up needing to use the tail, one eye twitching at the corner from the sudden pain of kinking it. Still, at least they didn't go spilling into a buffet table. "So little faith in what we had?" she added with a curious, mocking tone.

She twisted slightly, squirming out of his grasp enough to stand up and straighten her tail out, wincing again before turning those cool green eyes on him. She opened her mouth to make some remark or other, but it ended up an inhale instead. Oh God. He looked good. The only words that came to mind were entirely ribald, and for a moment she just looked completely flummoxed. She was hurting! She was sad and she was...just...too confused. It was like being two people at once, and she couldn't seem to decide who to be in that moment.

So she fell back on what she had.

Hands reached out, gripping both sides of the front of the kimono to tug him forward into a bruising open-mouthed kiss, searing away her anger and fear long enough to wash the bitterness out of her mouth and taste something familiar and good. So what if anyone else was watching, she thought, tail winding around Dante's ankles of its own accord. Let them. Maybe it was better to be a little bit of the Old Roze. Even she didn't much like New Roze.
alley_kit: (Smile)

Re: Storytelling & Flupe - Wily-Kit

[personal profile] alley_kit 2013-12-31 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Kit had come prepared herself. In fact, last minute preparations were why she was running a little bit behind Trixie. When she arrived, she was wearing her nice purple dress, along with the sweater Fluttshy had made for her and the scarf Rainbow had given her, the latter wrapped around her neck in what she hoped was an important-looking fashion. Her blanket cape was folded up in the wagon, since it'd likely get chillier after dark, and on her face was an obviously home-made mask made of purple tag-board that had been sprinkled liberally with gold and silver glitter. It was held in place by two strips of purple ribbon, tied behind her head, and she'd left her ears untied for this occasion to match the points of the mask.

Emerick rode in the wagon, herself dressed up as much as her form allowed. A cape (really a silky, purple napkin) had been tied around her neck, draping over her golden collar, and a simple mask made of a strip of purple cloth- not unlike the turtles' ninja masks- had been carefully tied around her head. In the wagon with her was a large basket of small loaves of fruit bread in case those watching the stories- especially the one which was about fruit bread- got hungry, a home-made cardboard sign (written by Mikey, who was still sick and thus couldn't come, but still wanted to help) that read 'NEXT SHOW AT-' along with interchangeable numbers to state the showtimes, and a few conveniently sized and weighted rocks with which to prop the sign up and prevent it from possibly blowing over. Kit's flupe, as always, was safely tucked into one of her belt pouches.

"Hi, Trixie!", Kit called out, waving to her as she approached. "Sorry I'm late. Was having a little trouble getting my mask on straight."
hellspawnedhero: (Devils never cry.)

[personal profile] hellspawnedhero 2013-12-31 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I knew we'd always have somethin'...but I've lost too many people already."

He closed his eyes against the kiss, letting one hand-the one on which he wore his new ring-get lost in her hair as he let his relief and passion pour into the exchange. He knew he'd never be able to put into words how happy he was to see her, so instead he just let his gestures speak for themselves. And for the first time that day, his excitement wasn't faked.
hellspawnedhero: (Why don't ya live a little?)

[personal profile] hellspawnedhero 2013-12-31 03:53 am (UTC)(link)
He grinned, leaning forward over the small table in front of him. The glint in his eyes was faked, but it was faked well. It would take a sharp eye and perhaps some suspicion to tell that he wasn't really as excited by the festivities as he wanted people to believe.

"What can I say, I'm just a generous kinda guy."
hellspawnedhero: (Why don't ya live a little?)

[personal profile] hellspawnedhero 2013-12-31 04:03 am (UTC)(link)
He noticed Squall sitting down as he finished adjusting his guitar and flashed a grin, masking his disappointment at Roze not being here well.

"Might wanna scoot back a bit, this baby doesn't whisper."
darkened: (Contemplative)

[personal profile] darkened 2013-12-31 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Sheesh, so you're a real jack of all trades." The Replica laughed. One of his hands slid down to his hip, and his eyes drifted towards the pie. It does smell pretty darn good, so how could he resist?

Well, that can wait. The guy wanted to know about his quest for a name, so best to stay on track.

"Well, I've narrowed it down a bit. Most people think I should shoot for Aiden, but I'm still not completely decided yet. I mean, once I pick a name, that's pretty much it. Most people don't go around changing them later."

"It'd get really confusing, now that I think about it." Kotemon hummed, tapping at her chin-- or well, where her chin would be, if her mask wasn't covering it. "But us Digimon do it all the time when we evolve."
marinebiting: what do you mean there aren't any riding duels in ZEXAL? (✘ - Friller Shark)

[personal profile] marinebiting 2013-12-31 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't know what like, 60% of those mean, Harry.]

Let's try the black one.
marinebiting: Kaito is a jerk and his robot is stupid (✘ - Needle Sunfish)

[personal profile] marinebiting 2013-12-31 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
You probably don't help his mood a lot.

[Blunt and to the point.]
happiestberry: (Cheery smile)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-31 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Chika? Thats such a cute name! I love it.
happiestberry: (Cheery smile)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-31 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ Miwako was all about meeting new people and she knows she's seen his face around but she's never actually properly introduced herself. So when it seemed a little less busy she ran over and gave him a cheerful wave. ]

It smells wonderful over here.
happiestberry: (Cheery smile)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-31 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Miwako happily sat down in front of Waver's booth. She enjoyed talking to the boy before and that plus him doing magic was easily the best way to call her over. So she folded her hands into her lap and stared excitedly at Waver waiting for him to try something magical.
innermonologues: (Concern)

[personal profile] innermonologues 2013-12-31 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
He tilted his head a little and lifted up his chair only to place it a few feet back. He sat back down resuming his stuffy way of sitting.

"Make it interesting."
innermonologues: (Bored eyes)

[personal profile] innermonologues 2013-12-31 06:37 am (UTC)(link)
Squall decided to drop by Rowan's booth for a moment. They were roommates after all so it was only natural that he'd be just a little curious as to what the other guy was doing. It seemed like he was selling food. It smelled delicious so at least standing off to the side didn't bother him too much.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself. "
innermonologues: (In thought)

[personal profile] innermonologues 2013-12-31 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
Despite the whole reason he was coming to this dance in the first place being gone ( At least to his knowledge) he decided to stay at the dance. He made a promise to Roze after all that he would show up and stay till the end. He may have made that promise, but he just couldn't stay out there with all the music and happiness going around.

With a small glass of champagne in his hand he made his way out onto the Balcony and just leaned against railing. Even though he promised to come to the dance, he didn't realize he had to be so fancy like everyone else. He only came dressed in his usual leather pants and a white tank top shirt.

He took a small sip from his glass and sighed, looking a little lost in thought. It hadn't even occurred to him that there was someone next to him. It was his own fault since he left himself to his thoughts. It always kept him thinking and thinking.
hot_nunchaku_fury: (Just chillin)

[personal profile] hot_nunchaku_fury 2013-12-31 07:11 am (UTC)(link)
Mikey smiled and leaned up just a slight bit to meet him, and give him a soft, sweet kiss on the lips.
bigsoftie: (You're in a safe place now)

[personal profile] bigsoftie 2013-12-31 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
Even if it had happened before, it never got old. He leaned into the kiss, sighing in ecstasy. And as they kissed, his foot slightly rose off the ground, only to touch back down just as swiftly.
elementofpeanutbutter: (We are not amused)

[personal profile] elementofpeanutbutter 2013-12-31 07:24 am (UTC)(link)
[A trained eye like Trixie's was able to see through the distractions however and keep her eyes on his hands. On the cards and where they came and went. Could she learn to move her fingers like that? Sure enough it was all just a matter of effective misdirection and coordination. She remained respectfully quiet though. With no reason to boast, she had no reason to speak up.

At least not today.]
elementofpeanutbutter: (folded arms smirk)

Re: Storytelling & Flupe - Wily-Kit

[personal profile] elementofpeanutbutter 2013-12-31 07:28 am (UTC)(link)
Trixie tilted her hat in acknowledgement.

"A crowd often expects promptness...as it stands however we have only the smallest of crowds. They may be more lenient."

Privately Trixie hoped so. This was her first time playing support for another performer being the star and she would prefer that it all went according to plan.
badluckbabe: (Flirt: Arms to face daydream)

[personal profile] badluckbabe 2013-12-31 07:31 am (UTC)(link)
A prickle of practiced suspicion tingled along the back of her neck. She had known Dante for months now and while he wasn't always in his right head, she was confident in her powers of deduction.

But if he was playing a part so would she. And so they continued.

"You should be careful that some wicked person doesn't take advantage of your giving nature." She purred.

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