NEW YEARS EVE FESTIVAL LOG (WOW GUYS, THIS TOTALLY ISN'T LATE OR ANYTHING...)
Who: Everyone!
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.
( Oh wow, there is a party log under here you guys. )
What: New Years Eve! WUTWUT.
When: Err...New Years Eve. Wut...wut? (December 31st, Day 14, etc.)
Where: The Castle Plaza
Rating: Worksafe. If this changes, PLEASE INFORM THE MODS.
( Oh wow, there is a party log under here you guys. )
Riku vaguely remembers seeing someone Cloud-shaped in one of the other worlds. Probably where Sora had to fit off all those Heartless in Hollow Bastion. Not that they've talked or even exchanged names or anything. There was just something familiar about that hair style and the grumpy face.
...Hair that vaguely looks like Roxas'. Huh.
Nevertheless, Riku can't help but feel a little mischievous today. A new year meant happy new beginnings, right? Emphasis on the happy. And really, there was something about that sourpuss expression that was just asking for it.
Never mind the fact that he's a sourpuss himself 85% of the time.
So Riku winds back his arm and lets the ball fly.]
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Cloud, being Cloud, has at some point managed to wander off mentally into his own little world of figuring out what he's going to do once he's off the board. Should he ditch this joint, keep looking around in case someone showed up...?
...Oh, hey. There's someone at the--
THUD, BULLS-EYE
Cloud's falling toward the water before he quite catches up, but that just means there's a good actual flail with his arms and a wide-eyed look before fffffffffffu freezing cold freezing cold freezing!
He quickly stands up, sputtering a bit before he wipes his face. His hair spikes already fighting the water's drag. ]
... ... ... Lucky shot. [ He is not going to shiver. ]
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Good memories that just for a moment gives him a pang of guilt. He still misses those islands and those times.
Sticking his hands in his pockets, he makes his way over to the dunk tank, smile a little more subdued. Looking for an opening in the tank, he offers a hand. Might as well help the poor sap up.]
Trust me, I rarely get lucky.
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He still bypasses the hand, hauling himself up over the side. Even if it is more awkward. (To be fair, he probably would have been stubborn with anyone.)
Drip, drip, drip... where was that towel. ]
Maybe the new year will brings us all good fortune. [ It's said mildly, so it might be hard for some to pick up--but it's most definitely sarcasm about the festivities. ] Watch out with this. They don't take just volunteers.
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Though he backs right off and the refusal for a hand up, stepping away from tank to give the blond some space. Although that means that Riku's not going to help him look for a towel to dry himself with, sticking his hands in his pockets instead. Mister macho man is on his own for that one.]
It'll take more than a new year for that to happen. [Although the second comment makes him raise an eyebrow and eye the dunk tank suspiciously.] Like what? Magic threw you in there?
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...Though it's strange they're interested in a festival they aren't showing up for. [ More of this thing about getting the travellers' emotions? Or are they waiting to show? Cloud looks around as though they might actually appear--oh. Towel. YES.
Forget that train of thought, he's drying off now. ]
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He crosses his arms over his chest, leering a little bit. Not particularly at Cloud, but metaphorically at their situation]
Not that strange, if they want their new pets to be happy and content.
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Though the wording of Riku's comment stills Cloud for a moment, towel hung over his head, which is probably pretty lucky for hiding how his face twists at it.
"There, Cloud...good boy." ]
I'm not a pet. [ Uttered low and definitely angry. ] None of us are. Even if they brought us here... [ Dammit. Goddammit, there has to be something they can do. ]
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