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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!
heroofbrightwall: contemplative (a twisted path leads)

[personal profile] heroofbrightwall 2013-12-30 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
"Purely for donations...You...want me to call you Rowan?" he asked, blinking rapidly, pausing in the middle of running a rolling pin over the pie crust.

"That...seems strange. Is it a cultural thing where you're from, to take the name of someone else? That must get very confusing," the young man remarked, squinting in maintained confusion. He went back to work at least, tossing the crust over the pie beside him and pressing it before sliding it down for Walter to shape and put in the oven.

"Then how do two of you get names from one another? Surely you have a name given to you by your parents?"
heroofbrightwall: contemplative (there but for the grace of God I go)

[personal profile] heroofbrightwall 2013-12-30 07:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Why you what? What did I do--OH! OHHH! Right right right! Good heavens, and here I run a kingdom," he laughed, thumping his forehead with the heel of one hand, leaving a broad smear of flour across his brow.

"I must sound like a fool. Haha, sorry, Yu. Sorry. Sometimes I just don't even know where my head is. Yes, though. Pies are for donations. A little or a lot, your choice. That lovely woman that arranged it wanted to recoup her own investment and a lot of this was done for free on promise of payment afterwards, I'm made to understand. Evidently all at significant debt."
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..."
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."
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."