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Posted: Wed Jan 08, 2020 5:30 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 11, 2020 10:19 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2020 11:24 am
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For those who picked Choice A... The dance floor is filling up more and more as Kitsu finish greeting friends and eating. You're whirled through several dances by different partners as the musicians pick up the tempo. Periodically, you duck out for a drink or a bite of food. Coming back from one such excursion, you trip suddenly and squeeze your eyes shut, anticipating a fall. But someone catches you, and asks if you are okay... You stare up into the eyes of an angelic Kitsu hidden behind a beaked mask and smile with a small nod. Seems like you've found a new dance partner.
((Winner to be rolled on Discord shortly!))
For those who picked Choice B... As the night goes on, you are content to sit and watch the various Kitsu for a while, sipping slowly at your drink. You see the dance floor get busier and busier and are glad you stayed out of that crowd for the time being. After a little while, you notice something slightly odd. By this point in the evening, most kits that came to the party have been sent home. But there seem to be two still hanging around near the food tables. And is it just you, or do they seem a bit... fluffier than other Kitsu here? You get up to go and ask them who their parents are, but by the time you get over to where they were, they seem to have disappeared.
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2020 11:26 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2020 11:43 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 13, 2020 12:04 pm
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2020 9:22 pm
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Suddenly, bells begin to ring in and around the building, signaling that it is time for the final events of this year's Masquerade. With only a short time until midnight, the traditional play is about to begin. Kitsusagi that have scattered slightly make their way back inside the building and the doors are shut. Then with one final bell-toll, the lights go out. Not only the lights in the building, but all the lights in town - leaving the room in more or less complete darkness.
A few Kitsu gasp at the sudden absence of light, most likely younger Kitsu that it is their first time being allowed to stay for this part of the Festival. Your hear a soft melody begin to play, and a single, muted light appears at the far side of the room. Though it is not bright at all, it draws everyone's eye that way.
A darkly-costumed Kitsu is holding the light, and their posture seems tired, old and frail. They limp slowly down the center of the room as the melody continues, the wordless song conveying a sense of dignity, though there are also themes of ending and sadness within it. It seems to take forever for the frail-looking Kitsu to reach a spot in the center of the room. Now that they're there, you can see that a structure was moved into place at some point after the lights went out. It seems to be a mountain made of clouds, which are dark and stormy-looking at the moment.
A voice suddenly rings out. "The old year passes, taking with it all our hopes, dreams, and memories. Darkness falls over the Realms."
The dark Kitsu reaches the cloud-mountain and seems to disappear inside of it, taking the dim light they were carrying with them - and the room and town is in complete darkness once more.
"The darkness reminds us of times long past - a time when there was war, pain and suffering. Though most of us were not alive in that time, we still tell stories of it. We still remember. So that we do not fall into the darkness again. This darkness we see now is only temporary. For as the Season turns, light will return to the world, just as light returned to our hearts after the war was over..."
Just as the speaker finishes, a clear, high bell rings, and the previously dark and stormy clouds light up from behind with golden light - so bright that many in the crowd gasp and cover their eyes briefly. Then the clouds part to reveal another Kitsu, this one masked and costumed in bright sun-themed colors. The crowd cheers for the performance as the narrator shouts over the top, "Welcome to the light and to the new year!"
Prompt 5: What did you think of the play? Which player was your favorite... the dark Kitsu, or the light one?
This will serve as your preference list, and final ticket, for the two Kitsu below. You may not edit this post so choose carefully! If you do not want to be entered for these prizes, please just post and say so. You may win one of these, even if you won one of the previous prizes!
Unmasked (Winner's choice if the scars are stage makeup, or real!)
Unmasked
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2020 10:10 pm
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Before he fell completely asleep, Nebula followed the others inside when the voice was heard and stood, watching what was going on, the darkness, the show, the Kitsu who were putting it on, it was a great show and the players were amazing! But he couldn't help but stare at the light Kitsu more than the dark, both were amazing but there was something about the light that made him be pulled in by her more than the other. If course it may just have been her feminine charm, he was rather green when it came to woman that were outside of his family, butstill, there was something about her he couldn't help but get lured in by.
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