Organization XIII Festival [Members Only]

[Zexaeon]

[align=center]Welcome, one and all, to the Organization XIII, technically multicultural, festival!

 

There are all kinds of fun events here, we members of the Organization will be having a lot fun enjoying them~

 

So get to your booths, ladies and gentleman, and prepare to entertain!

 

Whenever I speak in italics, I am handing out an edict to be followed by all participants. These italics usually represent some event that is taking place.

 

 

AS OF NOW, THE FOLLOWING MEMBERS MUST ATTEND THEIR BOOTHS:

 

ROXAS

ZEXAEON / LARXENE

XIRNO

MARSUVEES BLACK

 

 

ALL OTHER MEMBERS ARE FREE TO ENJOY THE FESTIVAL FOR THE TIME BEING.[/ALIGN]

[Amethyst Phoenix]

*Walks up to Zex's booth*

 

 

I accept the challenge of your fabled Ring Ross.

 

What are the rules?

[Skuldur]

Skuldur walked along the many booths at the festival. He was so glad that he was off duty for the time being. He looked over to his left and saw that Xirno, who he had previously turned into a pumpkin pie for some reason, was selling other pies at a reasonably low price.

"She will propably try to make Larxene mistake her for one of the pies so Lar will 'eat her'" He thought and laughed.

He walked over to Xirno's booth and took one piece of apple pie. He threw the money for it to where the piece had been and continued to walk around.

"I do wonder if there is someone selling some soda here?"

[Zexaeon]

Zex idly nibbled at some cotton candy while Lar sat beside him, out cold and snoozing away. They had arrived bright and early, and yet no one had arrived to partake in the sweet treat yet.

 

Well, that was fine. Less work for him.

 

Amethyst approached then, asking to play Ring Ross, to which Zex simply raised an eyebrow. "Marsuvees is the one minding the Ring Ross booth. I put him there as punishment, remember? But, if you need to know the rules...~"

 

He then placed a book on the table, nodding solemnly. "Take this. It may prove useful."

 

The book cover read: "Much Ado About Yams"

[The Warden]

Broken was walking about the festival, clearly enjoying it. Maybe it was the amazing attractions, maybe it was the brutality of Nex's fun house. But all he wanted was some fairy floss, or as the yanks called it, cotton candy.

 

He walked over to Zex's booth and faced the leader. 'Okay Zex, I want some cotton candy, what flavours do you have?' he inquired.

[Nexev]

@Zex: No! Not that book, no man can handle the power within those pages!

 

IC: Nexev stared at his Funhouse with pride.

 

Not many people could do what he could, but he wasn't normal people.

 

The funhouse was easily the largest thing in the entire carnival, as big as that golf ball in Epcoc.

 

However, this funhouse looked allot more sinister. A sortof hybrid between a hospital...and a prision. In big letters the name "Evangscene Asylum" was painted on the door to the funhouse.

 

No windows, the only hint at the inside was a note Nex sent Zex, a note that wasn't even finished but still impressed him.

 

But enough dawldiling, he had work to be done.

 

Nexev entered the asylum, making sure his mad guests would be able to fully enjoy his madder world.

[Chiyuri Kitashirakawa]

Chiyuri entered the festival, shivering with cold. Sure, a sailor suit isn't the most intelligent thing to wear on the morning, but it was pretty much everything on her wardrobe. That, and she missed her breakfast because her timetable was wrongly written, and listed her booth being up on the first wave.

 

Nevertheless, she was walking around.

 

"Hey, it's a cotton candy booth... Prolly that could warm me up."

 

She then walked up to said booth, to see her two fellows running it.

 

"Oh, it's you tw- Wait, is Lar... falling asleep?"

 

(OOC: You could edit the OP post to show who's running what, to remind everyone else.)

[Zexaeon]

OOC: Probably. If only I wasn't so lazy~

 

IC:

 

Zex's attention had been swiftly averted to two new guests, having both arrived while he was still dealing with Amethyst. He gave a blank stare in response to Broken. "What flavors do you think we have? Obviously Pink flavor and Blue flavor. Duh."

 

Chiyuri had arrived moments later, commenting on his snoozing colleague. He only sighed. "Yes, she's a lazy git with no work ethic. Far as she's concerned, me being here to help means she can spend all day sleeping."

[Chiyuri Kitashirakawa]

OOC: GODDAMNIT I WILL UNLEASH MUSCLE BEAM ON YOU IF YOU DON'T GET TO IT

IC:

"H-hey, don't talk such harsh words! After all, it's still incredibly early... Anyways, can you hand me a couple of those? I missed breakfast and I'm incredibly hungry..."

[Zexaeon]

Zex just nodded, his eyes half-lidded, as he handed over a stick of the pink, puffy treat. "Well, I'M up. If I can do it, she can too."

 

Then, an idea struck him. "Say Chiyuri, how about a game?"

[Skuldur]

Skuldur was walking by carelessly, eating his apple pie when he overheard Zexaeon talking about a game. He snuck up behind Chiyuri and slowly stood up. He swept his devilishly handsome hair from his face and leaned on the table. He glanced over at Larxene and sighed. He took a small rock that was lying by his foot and started warming-up for a throw.

"So what's this game I heard about?"

[Christian Exodia]

Alex smiled as he leaned in his chair with a bag of potato chips. As he finished, he was listening to the talk of a "game". He walked over to Skuldur & Larxene, smiling a toothy grin. He ruffled his hair as he began to speak. "I hear of a game. Personally, I don't care if I do or don't, just wanna know what's in store for the players, & what the "game" is..." He asked. He fired a flare in the air. "One flare is IDK, two means yes, three means no."

[Freeshooter]

Freeshooter noticed Nexev walking into the funhouse, and decided to follow him. "Hmm... I'm eager to check out Nex's area..." He thought, sneaking into the house. "Neeeeeeeeeeeexev!?" He called into the spooky building. "Hmph. I guess I'll have to go find him." Freeshooter said, smirking and walking into the incomplete funhouse.

[Phantom Roxas]

Roxas sat solemnly at his booth, waiting for participants. His internet-inspired booth, Beat the Greek, was not attracting attention. But why? You could beat up a Greek girl! For free! He could have sworn people would be happy to do so. He had poke holes in the bag so the girl - whose name Roxas didn't bother to remember - would be able to breath. It wouldn't be any fun if the girl was dead.

 

"Anyone?" Roxas asked meekly.

[Freeshooter]

Freeshooter exited the funhouse, scared half to death. "My memories and eyes will forever be scarred." He stumbled away, passing his own laser tag building and noticing a small stand at which Roxas was stationed. "Hmm... Beat up a Greek girl... For free..." He pondered this for a moment, rubbing his chin as if he was in deep thought. Freeshooter shrugged, and walked over. "Hey Roxas. I'll play. Do I get a weapon to beat with?"

[Guest Tainted Black]

Black sat back, waiting for someone, and munched an apple. No reason to be acting all serious when no one was around to actually do his booth. YET. He hoped no one would show up, but Zexaeon was sure to send someone here as a form of torture. As he finished his apple, and threw the core into a trash can behind him, he pulled out a book. More specifically. it was his tome. He wrestled with the idea of using it to change the fact that he was taking care of this booth, but Nexev was already screwed over for altering the warp in time. Instead, he wrote in the Book of History, making a TV appear, along with a set of assorted Comedy, Anime, and other shows. He picked up one of the Comedy DVDs, and began watching.

[Chiyuri Kitashirakawa]

"Eh, a game? Color me interested. What's it about?" Chiyuri said, while munching at the pink treat. Slowly, her hunger - and coldness - faded away, which could be seen on her face clearly.

[Zexaeon]

Zex looked at the group all assembled before him, bemused at their enthusiasm. "It's called Gauntlet. It's very simple, really.

 

You must simply visit all the attractions here at the Festival. And you must win. Whoever is minding a specific booth will tell you what is required to win. Upon doing so, you will move onto the next and win there as well.

 

The first among you who reaches me, with proof of victory for every attraction, will receive a fabulous prize. Any participants who fail by the stroke of midnight will face terrible penalties. Do I have any takers?"

 

He asked, grinning to himself. He idly wondered how many of them would even make it past Ring Ross.

[Christian Exodia]

Alex exited the funhouse smiling as it exploded. He snickered. "Hehehe. HAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!!!!" He manically laughed. He got on the "Beat up a Greek Girl" thing. He started whacking it with a bat, then poked it. He whacked a mace into it, then fired by it to scare her. He laughed. "THIS IS AWESOME!" He kept firing. He thought, He laughed HARD, & pulled out a grenade. But then he heard about it, & poked his head out. "Already done with the Beat Up the Greek Girl." He held a grenade. "Can I use this in there?"

[Zexaeon]

^ Attention all RPers. The above post is to be completely disregarded as total BS and incorrect RPing. Anyone with a brain should agree.

 

"Alex" now has a warning not to be so random or GMey. That is all.

[Chiyuri Kitashirakawa]

"So basically... it's a catch em' all, with games? Sounds fun~! Let's go, people~!" Chiyuri, now full awake, ran quickly up to Marsuvees' booth, to play some Ring Ross blindly. Whatever the hell it is.

[Freeshooter]

Freeshooter caught a few details of Zexaeon's explanation, and rushed over for a second. "Hold on, okay Roxas." He quickly ran over to Zexaeon's booth, and said; "I'll participate. But I have a question. What do we do about our own booths?"

[Zexaeon]

Zex leaned back and became thoughtful for a moment.

 

"Well, I suppose you can automatically obtain victory at your booth. Just because I'm so nice. Now you had best get going," he added, staring off after Chiyuri. "Your competition has already gotten started. You wouldn't want to lose now, would you?"

 

His grin was back in place as he glanced sideways at the still-sleeping Larxene. "Oh, if only you were awake to watch the puppets dance," he mumbled, fingering a strand of hair idly. And best of all, the competitors probably wouldn't even want his fabled "prize". At least, once they found out what it was.

[bury the year]

(((SHORTPOST. BAD. LAST WARNING.)))

[Skuldur]

"Nah, I'd rather throw this pepple at Lar" Skuldur said readying himself for a throw. He knew that the consequences would be grieve but he couldn't miss this chance to mess with her. After all she wasn't supposed to sleep while manning the booth. He slowly leaned backwards and put his hand behind his back.

"Oh Zex. Could I have some cotton candy before I throw the pepple? I'm going to make a quick escape and it would be nice to have some sugar to give me quick energy."