Oktoberfest!

[memento_mods]

Who: Everyone
What: Oktoberfest
Where: Down main street and into the park
When: September 19 to October 4
Warnings: People twirling fiery batons. Keep it PG-13 in this one and take anything higher to the journals.

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[a_severed_fate]

Tear wandered down the street at an easy pace. A few questions and a quick trip to the library had revealed only the bare facts about this festival. Apparently "Oktoberfest" had begun in one world as a celebration proceeding the marriage of Bavarian Crown Prince Ludwig to the Saxon-Hildburghausen Princess Therese. It had caught on, grown larger, and now included games, food stands, traditional music and dress, and a number of performances and other festivites -- as well as alcohol, it seemed.

Tear didn't much care about the latter, although the sudden appearance of a large, boarded-up building (a pub...?) made her wary. What was that doing there? For all she knew it had been abandoned because it was a dwelling place for ghosts and apparitions. She didn't want to chance it.

On the other hand, it was easy to get caught up in the festivities. She enjoyed learning about the pastimes of other people, other places, other cultures... it was too bad there was nothing like this in the Qliphoth. It would have been funThere was far too much to

[apurposetolive]

Luke, meanwhile, was wandering around the festivities himself. Of course, he was initially attracted to the food vendors, and while disappointed that chicken did not seem to be a primary feature, was enjoying the sausage links he was eating nonetheless. He marveled at how they tasted with the various spices mixed in; if only he could figure out how to do such things with his cooking...

He then spotted Tear looking at the performers. Walking up to her, he swallowed the piece of sausage he was chewing, and said, "You like these performers, huh?"

[a_severed_fate]

"Not necessarily," she answered automatically. For some reason there seemed to be an unspoken rule that Tear never straightforwardly admitted to liking anything.

Tear studied Luke for a moment. She wasn't particularly surprised to see him, and it would have been much more unusual to her if she hadn't bumped into him at all.

"We don't have festivals like this at home, and I thought it looked interesting. Actually, I was trying to figure out how that man managed to swallow a broadsword without choking on it. It seems dangerous, and would hardly be useful in battle. He must have been practicing for a long time."

She said that, but it wasn't terribly hard to guess that Tear was actually enjoying the performance, even if sword-swallowing wasn't a very useful skill in her book.

[apurposetolive]

"Whoa, they've got a sword-eater here?!" Luke exclaimed. "I've never had the chance to see one of them before!" With that, Luke looked among the performers with a sudden interest.

[lights_legacy]

[someone swat me if I'm doing this wrong; it's been a while since I've done anything log-based. And sorry for the repost; correcting a grammar error.]...It was a lively and encouraging set of sights; no doubt of that. Despite his current predicament, X found his spirits uplifted by the lively and energetic performers; this whole festival seemed to reflect what Terra's had said about the island's nature. Furthermore, memories returned to people who attended these events, or so he'd been told...and he couldn't help but feel excited about the prospect

[sore_feet_man]

"One of the last things that you might notice, after living here for long enough," Ginko started speaking before even saying hello to X, "is that the island rarely repeats holidays or other celebrations."

He looked up at the large building showing off the large beer icon on it with a look of suspicious curiosity on his face.

"This time last year, a majority of the island was experiencing everyday life as the opposite gender, thanks to a magical curse. The year before that was the Lunar Festival, just a few weeks after I first arrived."

[lights_legacy]

Hey, there was a familiar voice. X regarded him with a small smile. "Hey, Ginko."

The android's eyes followed Ginko's back to the boarded-up structure. "So it's common for Memento Eden to feature curses in these events?"

[sore_feet_man]

Ginko scratched the back of his head, trying to decide the best answer. "Well... No one was cursed during the Lunar Festival or immediately after. There've been a good amount of social events here that didn't involve anything magical, besides the festivities blinking into existence without any explanation as to how it got there," he explained.

"Don't be nervous, though; even if there are magical curses every so often, they wear off in about a week's time."

Like that makes it any more tolerable, Ginko thought quietly to himself.

{HAVE AN ASCH SPOIL YOUR SPORTS}

[bloody_pissed]

Asch had taken to wandering the streets with a dull expression on his face. The noise grated his ears, and all of the people...he would just have to tolerate the festivities for the time being. Really, had he actually recalled anything, he would have avoided going to such a silly place--a big beer building, honestly?

He did not remember his own life, but he did know about beer and how it could turn people into buffoons. Therefore, staying clear of that particular building, he had settled somewhere near the sword eater. It was strange enough that he could watch it while keeping an eye out for clues...or just waiting around for memories to come back. He hated being a blank slate.

Of course, leaning against a streetlamp, Asch crossed his arms. No, he did not want to be approached. Exactly how he would potentially find out more information about the event or about memories without assistance, he did not know, but he convinced himself that asking people would be more trouble than it was worth. Really, he looked out of his element.

{Social situation? For Asch? O NOES.}

[bloody_pissed]

Asch hadn't noticed the girl. He frowned a little for failing to notice her--oh, wait, he was already frowning beforehand, wasn't he? Rather, he continued to scowl, as really, he should have paid enough attention to see a girl with long ebony hair--longer than his, even--tied into pigtails. Certainly, the color was not vibrant, unlike that of his own scarlet hair, but the style was eye catching enough, and she had approached him, despite his standoffish front. Who would approach an angry looking man with his arms crossed and pulled close to his chest? Well, his failed attempt to ward off the extroverts caused him to frown--wasn't he already frowning?--In any case, he did not look at all relieved to see this girl chatting with him

[love_and_donuts]

Vash loved meat.

This was evidenced by the mess left on the napkin tucked and hanging from his collar, as well as stuff that he forgot to take care of around his chin. He did his best to pace himself so that he could try one of every kind of meat available at the vendors. The vendors loved him because of this, no doubt.

If people didn't run into him there, they would probably find him hanging around the outskirts of the festival, close enough to still hear the folk music, but far enough to be a little separate from the boisterous celebratory atmosphere. He wasn't against such things, not at all; he just felt a little out-of-place among those he saw laughing and smiling together.

He wasn't sure or not, but part of him wished he didn't feel that way.

[king_of_thunder]

After the time he had spent on the island, Ren got used to living without his memories. He even got used to not having to take part in life-and-death matches of the Shaman Fight every day.

But one thing he would never get used to were those, ridiculous in his opinion, festivals. He hadn't intended to participate in that one, but simply happened to pass by. He grew tired of the happy crowd in a few minutes and decided to leave before they drove him crazy.

Noticing Vash, Ren didn't come up to him immediately. Instead, he wondered why the man wasn't in the middle of the party, giving everyone fake smiles as he usually did. Well, he could ask him directly. Since he already was there and happened to be one of the very few people Ren didn't mind talking to...

... He did not just think that.

"You seem less lively today, idiot." Ren stated, stepping closer to Vash.

[love_and_donuts]

"And look at you, actually out and about!" Vash replied with a grin, though keeping his gaze on the festival in front of them, "Is today opposite day? Ha ha...

"...Mm. I'm sorry. I'll be back to normal soon, I just have to get through this rough spot," he explained vaguely, his tone dropping down some at the end of the sentence. Nobody liked a whiner, after all!

[king_of_thunder]

"Hmph. Don't get any stupid ideas. I was just on my way back from training." Ren said, folding his arms and frowning at the man in front of him. Who did he think he was talking to?

What about Vash's usual attitude was 'normal' was beyond him, really.

"I don't care." The shaman assured him before continuing, "... It's uncommon to see you acting like that. Without any particular reason, that is."

Obviously, he couldn't just ask him if something was the matter.

[captured_maiden]

Fiona had been attracted by the sights and sounds of the festivities that she had seen and heard from a ways a way. She'd approached with a nervous, uncertain hesitation, at first, not having been sure she wanted to get herself involved or too invested with the crowds. But it was something she should try out - and there would more than likely be some kind of reward for her showing her more outgoing side (as small as it was

[captured_maiden]

Fiona did notice that the other girl wasn't looking quite directly at her - but she wasn't sure what it could possibly mean and, even if she had been, it was far from a subject she would dare touch. It just wasn't her business, regardless. But all the same, she smiled a little, glad to have gotten at least a response from the younger girl. "All right," she answered, "I'm glad to hear that."

She could sympathise with the comments about it being crowded and the like. The girl was certainly right about it. Fiona nodded quietly, before replying in words, "... that is part of it, yes," her smile turned a bit sheepish, "I did think it might be nice to come see, though."

"Are you here for the... chance of memories, then?"