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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!
bigsoftie: (now kiss)

[personal profile] bigsoftie 2013-12-30 07:22 am (UTC)(link)
The digimon just rolls his eyes, turning to the so-called real partner and shushing him. What a crock.

Leatherhead on the other hand growls, "Only when I say we are done."
heroofbrightwall: contemplative (why do you lie there)

[personal profile] heroofbrightwall 2013-12-30 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
He frowned slowly, the gaiety of the moment robbed by his callous words.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." he trailed off with a sigh, reaching out to scrape the bits into a basket under the table. "I'm sure everything will be fine. People come back, I've heard. Perhaps the young woman will as well. She seemed very kind, if a little...ah...aggressive. Sure this world isn't done with her? We need all the help we can get, right? Please, don't let my foolish words spoil your good fun..."
oneeyedterror: (Fuck therapy)

[personal profile] oneeyedterror 2013-12-30 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty sure you said you were done a bit ago."

Whirl is now going to.

Ignore Leatherhead, seeming to turn his attention to something not in the same direction as the gator-turned-human.
heroofbrightwall: contemplative (i'm not calling you a thief)

[personal profile] heroofbrightwall 2013-12-30 07:38 am (UTC)(link)
He nodded sharply, pleased to oblige, turning on one heel and weaving between Walter and Piper, reaching over their heads to grab a few pies, returning to set them across the stall counter.

"Blueberry, cherry and apple. The fine staples of flaky and delicious treats baked by a King," he grinned, giving his best courtly bow in the cramped space. "I hope you enjoy them, and if you want more, please, don't hesitate to return. I enjoy baking a great deal."
heroofbrightwall: scheming (and i am still waiting)

[personal profile] heroofbrightwall 2013-12-30 07:52 am (UTC)(link)
He couldn't have looked more shy, embarrassed and pleased and he did in that moment, lips curling and cheeks puffing as he hunched slightly and ducked his head.

"They're just pies...simple things, really..." he mumbled, scratching the back of his neck and looking off to the side as his face flushed with color. Piper bumped him in the back, making him sway slightly and hurriedly busy himself with rolling out more pie crusts.

"I am very glad you like them. Indeed."
lilpoppa: (Eh heh heh...)

[personal profile] lilpoppa 2013-12-30 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Lovebirds?" Tetsushi looked to Whirl and blushed. Then he looked down to the ground and started kicking dirt around shyly.

"Yeah I agree with him you Lovebirds should go have fun playing games alone. We will go off and have our own fun." Patamon flew up and down quickly in excitement as he thought about all the fun things he would get to do at the festival.

"Well okay I guess we'll split up then. We can go bug squall and try to catch a goldfish and you all can go and do whatever."
heroofbrightwall: happiness (nighttime has come)

[personal profile] heroofbrightwall 2013-12-30 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course, of course. Thank you for enjoying them!" he chuckled, smiled, cocking his head and tucking brown curls behind one ear, leaving behind another smear of flour. "And thank you for working so hard to ensure the festival still went through. You're a very good man, Yu. I've seen you fight, and now I've seen you in times of peace. You would be a fine member of court. I'm honored to know you."
justpretending: (we should never be afraid to die)

[personal profile] justpretending 2013-12-30 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
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[It's the lady from training, Mikasa!

Sophia smells the food and Commandramon walks over first to buy it, a little hum on his reptilian lips. ...Do dinosaurs have lips...?]


One dipped banana, if you plea-- agh! [SHE IS HORRIFYING.] Two dipped bananas, two!
fullofthorns: (pic#7172091)

9:30pm, half an hour into the dance...

[personal profile] fullofthorns 2013-12-30 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
The festival winding down, the dance cranking up, it seemed a good time to come in. Then again, she hadn't arrived long ago. When she realized the event was going on and she somehow hadn't missed it, there was no way she would now. Neither hell nor high-water would prevent her from going now that she had the chance, regardless of her mood and reservations.

It wasn't quite the entrance one expected from the movies - then again it never was - but the woman appearing at the wide entrance of the palisade flanked by a familiar Impmon and Kotemon could be no one other than Roze.

She seemed taller, her figure more imposing, though physically she hadn't grown an inch. She was fuller of figure, slightly less porcelain-skinned, more cream, and the long mass of pink hair that fell unbound around her shoulders was even richer in color than before but those sharp green eyes were the same. It was Roze Ichishi under the beautiful dress and mask covered in green roses and crystals. The sleeveless design displayed the bold lines of her tattoos and new additions like a large criss-cross scar on her right shoulder, or a bit of scar peeking out from under the mask.

She said nothing to anyone, walking into the dance with her chin high and her green eyes cool. As she entered into the pavilion, light caught on a bracelet and necklace only familiar to some. The most impressive accessory, however, was the enormous, slithering tail weaving on the ground behind her like a giant serpent, covered in dark, purplish-red scales and ending in a massive fluff of hair as thick and pink as that upon her head.

When she heard the music and saw the people, her chilly expression warmed slightly, though only just, and she moved away to the side and one of the balconies, turning slowly on the spot, the long tail reminiscent of Chinese dragon's coiling around the base of her dress in two long loops.

Julie and Musashi were instantly attendant to her, one rushing off and retrieving a glass of champagne, the other a plate of sushi, practically falling over themselves to see to her needs as she stood there, cool and detached but there and real.
marinebiting: I offer myself to you (✘ - Tripod Fish)

[personal profile] marinebiting 2013-12-30 04:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, you're just like Ryoga then. He wouldn't know fun if it hit him in the face.

[Shark gives Gotsumon a Look. He does know how to have fun! It's just...well, he's not very good at it. But ever since arriving in the digital world, he's been getting better at it. Somewhat. Slightly. Having to look after two tiring digimon all the time doesn't help the process along.]

Hey, you're not stuck here on welcoming duty all day, are you?
marinebiting: oh my god yuma what do you want now (✘ - Drill Barnacle)

[personal profile] marinebiting 2013-12-30 04:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[The good news: Shark's two digimon seem to have agreed on something. The bad news: what they agreed on was that he's kind of a killjoy. While it's true that he's not the most cheerful person, he disagrees that he's an active fun killer. This damn cold isn't helping.

Fortunately, Harry and his drink booth are conveniently there to help with that.]


What kind of drinks are you serving?
velveteenmage: (straying from the thunder)

[personal profile] velveteenmage 2013-12-30 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Waver was very unhappy about the fact that he'd been reduced to card tricks. Maybe he wasn't incredibly skilled, but he was still a magus, damn it. That said, since Roze had been the one to ask he had set aside time to learn a small number of tricks--with quick hands and Wizardmon's help in distraction, it seemed he was good at them.]
scaronfire: (07)

[personal profile] scaronfire 2013-12-30 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ooh, customer! This is exciting.]

Teas and hot chocolate, basically. But I could brew some coffee too, if that's more of your thing.
velveteenmage: (a story will be told)

[personal profile] velveteenmage 2013-12-30 04:43 pm (UTC)(link)
This is excessively demeaning.

[Waver frowned into his cup of tea, having finally taken a break from the sleight of hand going on the next stall over. The muttering to himself continued, sounding halfheartedly spiteful.]

Roze gets me to learn card tricks and doesn't even show up...she'll hear about this if she ever comes back.
marinebiting: Dueling to become friends? (✘ - Black Ray Lancer)

[personal profile] marinebiting 2013-12-30 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tea and hot chocolate? That sounds kind of half refined and half childish. Which is good if you want to run a business, he supposes. Widest audience and all that.]

What kind of tea?

[Not that he even knows what kinds of tea exist. He's just curious.]
happiestberry: (It'll be just fine)

[personal profile] happiestberry 2013-12-30 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure you didn't mean any of it though.

[ She smiles more and gives her one more hug. ]

So we'll push that behind us and start out new. How does that sound?
velveteenmage: (victory is in a simple soul)

[personal profile] velveteenmage 2013-12-30 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Waver had been preparing to leave--it was getting late, and both his partners were thoroughly worn out. Seemed as good a chance as any to escape, and he'd planned on taking it.

Until, of course, he caught a flash of pink out of the corner of his eyes that stopped him in his tracks. That wasn't...was it? She looked radically different, to be sure. (The tail was definitely new.) Waver didn't waste more than a few seconds standing around staring and almost immediately broke into a full-on sprint to close the considerable distance between them, instantly switching into full-on indignation.

"Where have you been?!" he demanded, with a strained note that might have suggested the shouting came from no small amount of genuine worry.
scaronfire: (02)

[personal profile] scaronfire 2013-12-30 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
I haven't seen her either... Where'd she gone off to?
fullofthorns: (pic#7172086)

[personal profile] fullofthorns 2013-12-30 04:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Cool eyes slid up and down, a distinct tension in her jaw as she considered her options. Eventually a hand lifted, coming to rest in Yu's with a faint smile. She was angry about a lot of things, but she wasn't angry at anyone. Besides that, he looked good, and she appreciated the acknowledgement without a barrage of questions first. Just a simple welcome back, something to ease her back home.

She didn't say anything as she stepped forward, tail hissing against the hardwood floor as it uncoiled, weaving behind her; she simply nodded and gave him the lead.
scaronfire: (06)

[personal profile] scaronfire 2013-12-30 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Well... I've got black and green tea, got some earl grey as well...

[Give him a moment while he shifts through the containers...]

Oh! Chai and camomile too.

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