22 - Harvest Moon Viewing

[godsoffortune]

Who: Everyone!
What: Harvest Moon Viewing
When: September 10, 6 PM
Where: The Meeting Hall grounds
Summary: The Heavens are throwing a moon-viewing party!







Party Games

Children are dashing all over the moon-viewing grounds in the early evening, flying kites or playing tag and other games. Many of them are wearing cute seasonal rabbit masks made of paper, or sporting ink curlicues and scribbles drawn over their faces, if they've lost too many games.

Card games and spinning top battles, a few practice archery butts towards the edge of the park, poetry-composing competitions, and even badminton: there's something for everyone, and anyone who doesn't look too busy may find themselves offered a rabbit mask and a game to play. Or perhaps you'd like to try your hand at drawing people into your own game?

Moon Viewing

The moon rises not long after sunset, looming over the garden in hazy golden and red splendor thanks to the volcanic fumes in the atmosphere. The games are winding down as darkness falls, and the faint scent of burning incense fills the air as people settle to view the moon rise. Shinki in their festival best, adorned with Amaterasu's golden chrysanthemum, are serving the guests. They set out trays of fresh seasonal fruit (Japanese pears, persimmons, and chestnuts) and plates of mochi, serve sake, and light portable grills to cook sweet potatoes and skewers of meat.

Mazed & Confused

Part of the grounds have been rearranged into a hedge-maze made of tall, plumed grasses packed close together. A sign at the entrance reads, "Bring back my ribbon from the center of the maze,
and I'll give you a special prize!"

Unfortunately, that's harder than it sounds. The maze is full of dead ends, confusing turns, and twisty little passages, which all look alike. It's almost magical how easy it is to lose your way inside, and the tufted grass will prove to have painfully sharp edges if anyone tries to cheat by pushing their way through the "walls" of the maze.

Those who successfully find their way to the center will find a white ribbon fluttering from the top of a tall pole. If they can climb the pole, pull the ribbon free, and make it back to the entrance, they will hear the sound of a child's laughter, and the ribbon in their hand will disappear to be replaced by a round cake of mochi. Enjoy the prize!

Wild Moon

One of the children participating most energetically in the games of tag and dashing around the party is wearing an oversized gray hoodie with the hood pulled up right to the edges of his happy rabbit mask. He's not being very careful, either: he keeps bumping into other party attendees and barely taking the time to mutter an apology before he sprints away.

Although nothing noticeable happens at the time, anyone who's been tagged or bumped into by that particular child will begin to feel more emotional, quicker to react, and less self-controlled as the night wears on. Those who he only brushed by won't be too powerfully affected, but the more times that he has run into someone, the stronger the effect will grow.

(Note: This won't cause anyone to have emotions that they wouldn't feel otherwise, but both ongoing moods and temporary reactions could be amplified.)

In Summary:

• Play party games
• Relax with snacks
• Try to solve the hedge maze
• Go wild
• Have fun~

Comments

wild moon

[mostsuitable]

[...It's been a fairly long night, and Reisi’s somewhat worn out from the intensity of his feelings and a frustrating inability to tame them as the evening continued. He’d actually considered returning home and was somewhere at the edges of the Harvest Moon gathering when he hears the distinct sound of a chainsaw revving. The sound comes and goes intermittently, but this still begs the alarming question of its use so nearby that it could be heard at all. Being the curious type of person he is, Reisi can’t help his concern and begins investigating the situation despite the fact he’s hardly in the best of shape. After all, he’s been wrapped up in his thoughts all evening and has missed some things he might otherwise have noticed here and there.

As Reisi heads closer to the sound, he discovers a dark alcove nearby that seems somewhat accessible but tucked away just far enough to have some privacy. That the noise is within such close proximity to the event is nothing short of unnerving, so Reisi presses further on into the darkness where the sound grows louder still. There, he catches a whiff of a somewhat concentrated metallic smell—]

[untodeath]

[ Grell stands there alone, but it doesn't appear that she's been that way for very long. Blood spray darkens the walls surrounding her, pools about her feet - and, most notably, drips from the chainsaw in her hands.

Pacing the area, the redheaded reaper clucks her tongue with frustration! She'd very nearly had the blond man's life, until Mikoto came. Cryptic, as per usual, he disappeared without offering much explanation. It's disappointing that he would play hero; either that, or she'd picked his shinki to play with, which would undoubtedly put a damper on any potential fun they could've had, together.

It isn't until Reisi draws nearer that she senses his presence, issuing her silence as she becomes eerily still. ]

You must be lost . . .

[mostsuitable]

Grell Sutcliffe. [Incarnation of the Hindu creator, observer, and destroyer, goddess of life and death, the divine mother, and demon devourer Kali. They had first met at the Temple of Ra, after her little date with Suoh. Reisi's somewhat concerned about her interest in Suoh, but otherwise found her rather intriguing.

In any case, he didn't know who he'd expected to find coming out here. He just wanted to find out what's going on and what danger it poses to others. Going by the looks of things here, it appears Sutcliffe is indeed rather dangerous. Is she like this on a normal basis, or is it just because of the strange things happening tonight?]

Quite the contrary—I think I found exactly what I'm looking for. [He pushes up his glasses.] Whatever are you doing out here, brandishing something like that?

[untodeath]

[ The man's response does draw a chuckle from Grell, at least! She recognizes the shinki without question now; Reisi. He reminds her a bit of William, in some regards.

Turning to face him, the redhead raises her chainsaw with feigned ignorance, tilting its blade to illuminate beneath the moon's light. ]

Oh, this? It's my deathscythe, darling. What might you expect a reaper to do with a beauty like this?