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these long summer days
Characters: Any of the characters participating in the party.
Date: Backdated to July 15th.
Summary: To apologize for the incident with the phantoms, the Queen puts together a party for all the inhabitants of the Gardens.
Warnings: IT IS A PARTY what could go wrong. (But just in case, if something occurs in your thread, please let the mods know and we will update this.)
For some days now, denizens of the Gardens may have been wondering what it is the Queen had in store for them after the phantoms had finally dispersed. Perhaps they may have been aware of the sound of hammering and construction that seemed to float on the air from no specific direction. Today, however, the sounds seem to have mysteriously ceased, and at some point, each of the girls and women will receive an invitation, written on pale yellow paper in deep pink ink that seems to shimmer slightly with certain angles of light:
Asking the cats for directions, or simply heading toward the northwest of the Gardens by oneself, will eventually lead one to the aforementioned Crimson Pavilion — an enormous outdoor party tent, similar to the Viridian Pavilion in scope and size. The Pavilion is strewn with drapes of crimson gauze that shade its interior slightly from the sun, and delicate flower-shaped lights wind around each of the tent poles, producing a faint, sparkling luminance. Colorful flowers are strewn across every available surface, and a sourceless music floats on the air, an upbeat melody seemingly designed to compel one to dance. And all over the tables are food and drinks in every variety one could possibly imagine, though the overarching flavors and themes seem to remind one of summer days and tropical islands.
The drinks, especially, are very good — though perhaps one should be a little careful. There is, as they say, too much of a good thing.
[ Notes: The drinks, as one might expect, have a few side effects:
⇒ Pineapple juice compels characters who drink it to feel as if they cannot help but be honest about their feelings toward other characters. If your character has a crush on another character, or has fallen in love with her, she may not be able to resist the desire to confess her attraction.
⇒ Orange juice creates feelings of happiness and contentment. This can range from an unnaturally strong sense of giddy joy to a more calm, relaxed state of well-being. And, of course, your character may be compelled to share her feelings with others.
⇒ Fruit punch induces a desire for intimacy, whether that be holding hands or cuddling to making out and more adult activities for adult characters.
Of course, there might be other drinks with other effects, as well, and the drinks may be mixed to create multiple effects. There are also drinks that are just drinks without any special properties.
Have fun! ]
Date: Backdated to July 15th.
Summary: To apologize for the incident with the phantoms, the Queen puts together a party for all the inhabitants of the Gardens.
Warnings: IT IS A PARTY what could go wrong. (But just in case, if something occurs in your thread, please let the mods know and we will update this.)
For some days now, denizens of the Gardens may have been wondering what it is the Queen had in store for them after the phantoms had finally dispersed. Perhaps they may have been aware of the sound of hammering and construction that seemed to float on the air from no specific direction. Today, however, the sounds seem to have mysteriously ceased, and at some point, each of the girls and women will receive an invitation, written on pale yellow paper in deep pink ink that seems to shimmer slightly with certain angles of light:
| You are cordially invited to the Summer Festival! Where: The Crimson Pavilion, near the northwestern edge of the Gardens When: The 15th July Please enjoy the food, drinks, and music! And, of course, the company of friends. I do hope you won't be disappointed! Love ♥ The Queen of Hearts |
Asking the cats for directions, or simply heading toward the northwest of the Gardens by oneself, will eventually lead one to the aforementioned Crimson Pavilion — an enormous outdoor party tent, similar to the Viridian Pavilion in scope and size. The Pavilion is strewn with drapes of crimson gauze that shade its interior slightly from the sun, and delicate flower-shaped lights wind around each of the tent poles, producing a faint, sparkling luminance. Colorful flowers are strewn across every available surface, and a sourceless music floats on the air, an upbeat melody seemingly designed to compel one to dance. And all over the tables are food and drinks in every variety one could possibly imagine, though the overarching flavors and themes seem to remind one of summer days and tropical islands.
The drinks, especially, are very good — though perhaps one should be a little careful. There is, as they say, too much of a good thing.
[ Notes: The drinks, as one might expect, have a few side effects:
⇒ Pineapple juice compels characters who drink it to feel as if they cannot help but be honest about their feelings toward other characters. If your character has a crush on another character, or has fallen in love with her, she may not be able to resist the desire to confess her attraction.
⇒ Orange juice creates feelings of happiness and contentment. This can range from an unnaturally strong sense of giddy joy to a more calm, relaxed state of well-being. And, of course, your character may be compelled to share her feelings with others.
⇒ Fruit punch induces a desire for intimacy, whether that be holding hands or cuddling to making out and more adult activities for adult characters.
Of course, there might be other drinks with other effects, as well, and the drinks may be mixed to create multiple effects. There are also drinks that are just drinks without any special properties.
Have fun! ]
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... Sometimes, it feels strange. Although Madoka had only just met the girl a few weeks ago, technically--
... It feels as if Homura and her have become close quickly. ] Homura-chan....?
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[But the longer she resists that thought, the more forceful and urgent it becomes. It's not something she can hold against forever, not with it pressing her like this.]
I was just thinking... most of the time in movies and such, you see people who are more than friends dancing together.
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I just thought maybe you'd prefer to dance with someone else.
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I would want to with you more than anyone else, Madoka.
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Homura shakes her head gently.]
I'm not skilled at it either... But I want to do it with you. Not just anyone else. It doesn't matter how long it takes.
Madoka...
[Her cup goes to the table as she empties her hands, so that they may clasp Madoka's together in her own. As calm and comfortable as she feels right now, that does not stop her own cheeks from burning on either side of her smile.
The words leave her mouth much more easily than she could have ever expected, forcing their way through all her worries and insecurities with nary a stammer. It's not something she can hold back any longer, and it all comes out with some enthusiasm.]
The truth is, I really like you, Madoka!
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Madoka, who was never good at anything. Madoka, who never thought that anyone would like her. Madoka, who lacked so much confidence in almost everything she did. And yet, cared so much about the people around her.
She had never thought about it, because... she never though, for a second-- that anyone would ever...
So, she can only stare wide eyed for a moment, her eyes meeting Homura's. ] You... like me....? [ The words are said carefully--afraid that she might have misheard her. ]
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It's not something she can take back, nor does she want to. Everything feels just fine...no, everything feels great, just how it should be.
Homura replies clearly, looking straight into Madoka's eyes.] Yes, I do! Everything about you, Madoka.
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[ Her own eyes meet Homura's. ] I like you too, Homura-chan. ... Everything about you.
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Her heart skips a beat when Madoka's latest words do set in. Putting aside the first part for now, she replies to that in surprise.]
Eh...? You do...?
[Even with the orange juice she drank, she feels a touch of nervousness as her heart beats faster, at the idea of Madoka liking her back, the same way Homura likes her. Maybe there was some misunderstanding here...the word "like" had so many levels of meanings, after all.] Madoka, when I say "like"...what I mean is as more than a friend.
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Madoka closes her eyes, pausing once again--trying to find the words to say. ] ... I... I like you too, Homura-chan.
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The idea that Madoka could ever have liked her as more than a friend...it felt impossible too, like Madoka had thought for herself. There had been a glimmer of hope there, but it was like the light of distant star in the night sky, something so unimaginably far away that it would only shed the tiniest amount of light in all its days. But now that light...it's suddenly the light of the morning, bathing the world all around her.
If it were just a mirage, a hallucination, to disappear as quickly as it came, Homura would have no trouble accepting that as reality. But the Madoka whose hands she holds at this very moment is warm, and solid. She gives a light squeeze with her quivering hands to be sure, dumbstruck by her blushing friend in front of her. All she can manage to say is her name.] Madoka...
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She's at a loss for words, with no compulsion forcing words out of her mouth as she processes those words, no clue what comes next. But after some more silence, she catches onto the loose ends of Madoka's statements, about not feeling special...]
...It's not true that you don't stand out.
The Madoka that I like...the you who is in front of me, Madoka, you are the one who stands out the most to me. I'm not sure how you could stand out any more than you already do. You're the kindest, most caring, and strongest person I've known.
It's not impossible, Madoka...it never was... [Releasing Madoka's hands, Homura pulls the girl into her embrace. Finding more force to repeat what she hitherto had been unable to say, she does again. Maybe it was pointless to repeat it, but somehow she did say it...and she wants to say it again.] I like you, Madoka! I really do. More than anyone else!
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