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steve rogers ([personal profile] decommission) wrote in [community profile] station722016-10-02 09:37 am

PARTY PARTY PARTY

CHARACTERS: Everyone!
WHERE: The streets of Concordia
WHEN: Dusk til just before dawn on DAY 040
SUMMARY: IT'S A PARADE
WARNINGS: Add them to your top levels as necessary etc etc


As from the calendar:
Confetti! It's a parade! The annual Arista Parade, to be precise. Nominally a part of Aristana, the celebration of the ribbons of life, it's a holiday who's origins are nearly forgotten. Nowadays it's a big, raucous celebration pretty dedicated much entirely to drinking and partying. Almost all those in attendance will be wearing ribbons tied around their hair, their wrists, off of their belts and the edges of their sleeves. Pull one off, and you will be rewarded with a kiss - on the cheek, usually. The parade itself showcases a number of performers, costumes, and moving art pieces. It's route covers a number of the main streets of town (which will be closed, sorry traffic), and it lasts from dusk till nearly dawn on DAY :040. Have fun, if it's your kind of scene.


From the mods:
No notable NPCs are present at the parade - at least not in any official capacity. However if anyone wants to interact with a Concordian native, feel free to make up/interact with any randos you feel like!


Feel free to use this log for all of your parade day activities!


*moving art piece not included, original characters do not steal
circumspector: (xx » singing to be sold)

[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-04 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
( Neither, but it's fun, though. We don't have things like this on Pandora. )

[ Or - they do, sometimes, but it's more sex and violence orientated as was normal for Pandora, really. ]

( Have you got many ribbons, yet? )
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-05 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now that they're a bit closer, Pidge feels more confident in actually talking, so she switches back to noise-based communications. She shakes her head and tries not to blush. ]

Uh, not really. Just one and then I stopped... uh. Collecting them. And no one's really given me any or tried to take mine.

[ Life as a teenager is hard. ]
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-06 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
[ She catches the words, and it causes her to pause, and - oh no, no that won't do.

It's an easy plan, she disentangles her fingers from Pidge. Lightly loosening up and smiling.
] Here - just wait here a second. I'll be back really soon.

[ Easy to weave through the crowd as she is, darting until she finds a vendor she passed close by that's easy to see her from. She doesn't bother waiting in line. She finds someone - another party goer that's currently buying drinks and tap him on the shoulder and gives him the sweetest smile and pushes some credits into his hand to get her a drink - two of them. Is that cutting in line? Well, whatever when has she ever cared about doing whatever she likes to get what she wants?

When she comes back, she has two drinks in hand. They look radioactive for how blue they are, they sparkle and fizz as she holds one up to Pidge.
]

Here, try this. It's good, I promise. Tastes like berries. I think, I've never had berries before but it's what the sign says.

[ It's sweet, and bubbly, and most definitely alcoholic. ]
greentech: (Surprise)

[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-06 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pidge blinks in confusion as Angel suddenly decides that she's needed elsewhere and she drops her arms to her sides with a little shrug. No skin off of her back, right? ] Uh, OK. I'm pretty sure I'm lost anyway...

[ Normally she's not that bad at navigating, but the crowds and everything else have turned the streets into one giant mess. She'd probably be OK, though. She waits, trying to stay out of the flow of foot traffic. What's Angel even up to? What's so important that she'd just head off into the crowd like that?

Pidge gets her answer a few minutes later. She reflexively takes the drink and stares at it, giving the fizzy thing a quick sniff. She looks up at Angel curiously, brow furrowed.
]

Are you sure these are safe?

[ She's not sure about this. ]
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-06 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ She nods, because she can at least answer that one with full confidence. ]

I've had two so far, and nothing has happened to me yet.

[ and just to prove it, she takes a mouthful herself, smiling over the top of her cup. All bright behind the eyes the way she usually is. ]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-06 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well, that's a pretty ringing endorsement. Pidge nods slowly and then carefully takes a tiny sip. She mulls over the taste and swallows, blinking at it in surprise. This stuff is basically a weird kind of soda. Or at least that's what it tastes like. She follows up with another drink and a smile. ]

Hey, you're right! That's not bad!

[ Pidge is starting to relax a little. For once. ]

What'd you want to show me, anyway?
Edited 2016-10-06 05:54 (UTC)
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-08 11:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Angel smiles, content that she had given her something she liked, that made her feel more comfortable. ]

I've been trying all sorts of things since I came here. It's... fun. Sometimes it's awful but - [ shrugs, thems the breaks, really. She accepted it. ]

Huh? Oh right. [ She turns her gaze outward where she's looking at Pidge to the crowds. ] We should be in a good spot for it - [ she points, and it's right on cue, the sky lights up as a float comes through. This one is a little different to the others, but it becomes clear.

It's more robot lions, like hers but far, far more impressive. These were more than just what she had gotten. There's one standing on top of the float, and its head goes back and a huge lick of flame bursts forth that's bright green. Copper burning, quite probably. But it's bright and vibrant and the heat of it can be felt across the crowd.

Then there's more lions, jumping, prancing, a show it seems.
]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-08 04:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Pidge takes another sip, brow furrowed in curiosity. She doesn't know enough to be careful with this drink, so she'll probably end up slamming it back pretty fast. Oh well, lesson (to be) learned. For right now though, there's a show going on and for whatever reason, Pidge's face lights up when she sees the lions. She only had it (or it had her, whatever) for a few weeks, but she misses the Green Lion. She misses her friends. She actually misses being a part of that team.

So anything reminding her (even a little) of it is fantastic.
]

That's amazing! I wonder why they chose lions?

[ It seems somehow significant. She's not sure why. ]
circumspector: (( huh? ) » just so I can sing)

[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-11 01:44 am (UTC)(link)
[ For them both, apparently, but as it is, she's throwing back drinks like its nobodies business. Granted, her lack of experience aside, she's still a siren, if a recovering one. It makes it easier in some ways to drink as much as she wants.

It'll catch up with her eventually.

But for right now, the happy haze filters through her, eyes bright with the flames and the tingle to reach out to them, snare them in her control, all twisting him in her skin and burns bright with light, she'd make them do more than that -
]

Hm? Oh - [ she looks back at Pidge, shrugging a shoulder. ] - maybe just because they're so impressive? Lions, I mean. Not just what they can do with them...
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-12 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pidge isn't quite throwing back drinks, but she's probably going to feel this sooner or later. Probably sooner. And tomorrow morning. For now, she's just feeling surprisingly good. She didn't think she'd feel quite so comfortable on this planet, but it feels a lot like home in some ways.

And in other ways, like the weird second home she'd been making on the castle. Especially with lions involved. She's watching the flames and the dancing figures and the green light reminds her far too much of the lion she's missing. Her lion.
]

They are impressive. I guess - they just hit kinda close to home with me, I think. It's weird - I used to have one. A robot lion. But it was way bigger and I actually flew it.
circumspector: (xi » how is it you sing anything)

[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-13 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She flickers her attention between the show and what Pidge spoke of. It's outside of her own understanding, she supposes. She's had the discussion with others, she misses nothing of her own home. She made that very clear, the hive was the best thing that had ever happened to her.

But she's knows that she is a specific circumstance, and she doesn't begrudge others their homesickness. ( most of the time. )
]

It sounds amazing. [ She takes another sip of her drink. Feeling it sink slippery into her. ] Captaining something like that. [ assumption that it's a space ship, really. ]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-14 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pidge had a very pleasant experience growing up, thankfully. So she has a lot that she misses about home. It's also part of why she's here: she's looking for her family. ]

I'm not sure I was the captain. I mean, I was a paladin. Or that was the title. And I think I still am, but - it was kind of like I was chosen for it and we worked together. The lion and I. I know that sounds weird, but that's what it felt like.
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-15 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ Paladin - wait, like Bunkers and Badasses? No, that's a game, she means something more specific, more like. Paladins in the game were like... Holy Knights?

Chosen for it. Well, maybe that is what she means. Angel blinks, watching her, and at least the drink makes the words easy.
]

Like it was calling you? Like you couldn't get it out of your head no matter what you tried and nothing would be right until... until you found it, or be part of it, or... whatever?

[ joined. she thinks, pressing her lips together taste the drink still on them. ]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-15 06:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Sort of...

[ She pauses so she can take another drink, mulling over her own thoughts. It's hard to put it into words. She's going to try, though. Especially since they're actually having a "bonding moment". ]

Not at first, but once I found the Lion, it was - it felt right. Like it was meant to happen. I was supposed to be its paladin. So, yeah, I guess. And now I'm here, stuck on the other side of the universe...
circumspector: (( siren ) » do you feel like a young god)

[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-17 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ She listens - both to what Pidge says, and what hums across the mental link. Letting it inform what words don't always quite capture so easily. ]

Well - [ she pauses, thinks of the sirens, so many planets in six galaxies worth of people, and she suspects as many vaults hidden in the earth, especially from what Jack had madly blathered after Elpis, as he poured the chemicals into her body.

All sirens were prone to wandering. This need to travel and move and find something they had no words for was written into them.
] - think of it this way. You found it before, didn't you? [ A glance about her and she switches. These people weren't up to space travel yet. ] ( We've already been to two planets so far, I suspect there will be hundreds of others, afterwards. If you found your lion before... )
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-18 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pidge's first instinct is to pull back from the link, but she's feeling surprisingly relaxed, so instead she just sort of lets it bet. It's not terrible. Not like this. She can catch some emotion, glimpses snatches of half-remembered memories that aren't really hers.

That's still weird.
]

Well - yeah. But I knew where to start looking.

[ Pidge is, unfortunately, a natural worrier. ]

What happens if I never find it again? Or any of my friends? What if I spend the rest of my life just trying to figure out how to get back to them?
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-18 11:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ She falls silent, watching her: and it's a hard thing to feel it might never be again.

She comes a bit closer in an offer of comfort, and with it, her hand brushes against the other girls. Quiet. Light. She is always gentle, always soft. Especially like this.
]

You might not have your old friends, but you have us to help you. We're all here for each other now. No matter what. If your Lion is part of you, then I think we'll all want you to be whole.
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-19 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pdige starts slightly when she feels Angel's hand brush against hers and she blushes. Just slightly. She glances away with a shrug, but her hand stays where it is, although she starts drumming her fingers against her leg. Is it just her or is it getting warmer? ]

Well, yeah - I understand that. I don't - none of you are a problem. Except for Mara. And maybe that Kylo guy. But it's still weird, because it's like I've been told to switch schools, except instead of schools it's a team that's supposed to-

[ She pauses. Right, public. She continues in her stream of consciousness rambling by way of the mental link. ]

( You know. Supposed to save the universe. And oh, by the way, we put a thing in your head. So it's just... unnerving and weird and I'm not used to having people talking in my head or being able to hear what other people are thinking and it's just really overwhelming and I'm worried I'm never going to see my actual family again. )

[ She has to pause to "take a breath". ]
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-21 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ It is a lot, that much she has to admit.

So she gives the only thing she can, a wash of calm through her mind. Ease, comfort, not forcing, not dragging her down the way she does when she needs Petre or Aoba easy around her: but to how she spoke to Shiro or Bellamy. Soft, no sharp edges, all giving and the hopeful feeling of soft falling rain the first time she had stepped off the ship on Avera.

There is a possibility and she feels it every day she wakes up with a free body and a free mind.
]

( I'm sorry about your family. I hope you do. )

[ she presses there a moment, and she doesn't share much of life, of what the hive meant, what good is it? Those first days had been awful. The life before it was a tragedy to her father's cruelty and madness. Of being powerful, being superhuman, didn't save you. That sometimes life was unforgiving, and then you died. Who in their right mind would discuss it, tell others?

The only consolation was in seconds like this. Where maybe that understanding could help someone else.
]

( My... abilities make the mental link easier for me than others, I know. But it also came at the price that before I arrived here, I had spent my life locked in a room, with no human contact except the scientists that experimented on me by my... father's orders. It got worse after I was drugged. When I arrived, I couldn't stand people touching me. I wanted to throw up all the time from the withdrawal. Ahsoka... Ahsoka had to carry me because I couldn't walk.

I still have days like that. I forget how to move my arms and legs. I forget that people are real, and I'm not just dreaming. Someone touches me and I jump a foot. Sometimes it's too much and I even miss the awful collar my father put on me because I feel like my body isn't mine and I can't control it. I am never sure it'll ever really feel like it is mine.

And I know I'm not the only one, even if I can only, in the end, speak for myself. Maybe not those circumstance specifically, but how hard this can all be. We all were someone else, before we came here. I know how it can be to not feel like a victim. Like you don't have any choice. I never had any, and to start with, I just laid there. I was so ready to die that this was - impossible, in so many little ways. Someone was forcing me to keep breathing, and I thought my lungs were going to fall out of my chest in sheer protest.

But for all of that... I wouldn't trade this. Because what being here, being part of this... means to me at least, is possibility. I have choices here, that I couldn't have otherwise, that I might never have known before. I have people that will listen to me, that will consider what I have to say. That if I asked for help, would give it just as gladly as I would give it to them.

So I guess, what I mean is? This is something you can use, Pidge, it's not something that's just happening to you. You are happening to it, too. You can do anything you want to with it. You're not its victim, you are a person living your own life and you're not helpless. You're strong, and you can survive this and do much more than that.
)

[ Bites her thoughts off there, and - doesn't want to preach. She might not understand home or homesickness. What does she have to miss? Less than nothing. But she knows powerlessness, that prickling feeling of having to watch and just accept and feel like there was nothing to do but self destruct.

Then, Cathaway had taken the control collar off, and the light rushed back in.
]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-22 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ To any outside observer, it might just look like Pidge has a had a bit too much to drink (which is probably true) as her gaze goes a bit distant. She's focused inward, listening to the rambling thoughts that come her way from Angel. It's a bit overwhelming, but Pidge can feel the sincerity that rolls off of her. There's just so much positivity and calm and it... helps. She doesn't know why. She's not sure if it's because they're sharing emotions and thoughts or because the whole story is actually sort of helpful in putting it all in perspective.

It helps that Pidge is feeling more than a little sympathetic once she hears what Angel's life was like before she arrived in the Nest. It reminds her a bit of what happened to Shiro. Except, you know, it was done by Angel's family. She tentatively and carefully opens the link in reply, sending a pulse of sympathy down the their mutual connection.

Communicating like this is still really strange to her.
]

( That all sounds... really bad. I know that's kind of an understatement, but I don't know what else I can say about it. Being drugged and experimented on sounds horrible, but when it's your own family doing it, that just adds a whole new level of misery. No escape or anything. Right? Um. Sorry. )

[ Pidge's thoughts are a complicated jumble, rolling from topic to topic and thought to thought without much of a pause or a break in between. ]

( I - yeah. I guess that makes me feel a little better about this. I'm glad that you - that you're finding a way to be yourself and to have freedom and that you don't have to be experimented on anymore, but... I don't know. My brother and my father are both locked up somewhere and being used as slaves or worse and every minute I spend here I feel like I'm getting farther and farther away from them. Like I have a time limit and that this is - it's just - dragging me back. )

[ Her shoulders slump a little. Underneath all the prickly anger and frustration, there's desperation and sadness and worry. ]

( So even if I can use this, what's the point in getting stronger if I can never actually save them? )
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-26 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
( It was a life, and I can say that when I decided I didn't want it anymore, I got to decided it for myself. But I made my peace with it a long time ago. Don't feel bad for me. )

[ She watches, careful, the hum of alcohol in her veins, but something else too. There's so much to worry about, she thinks, the lives that they all had - good and bad. With good parents and bad. With people you cared about and people that you didn't.

She leans down to her - not much, not like either of them are very tall. The point of this parade, the ridiculous game of it all, but there's a softness and too much sincerity when she presses her lips to Pidge's cheek. A flutter of her eyelashes, the sweet sticky smell of alcohol and whatever else was mixed in the drink.

The aftertaste of smoke from the lions as they roared out licks of fire.
]

( Because if they're anything like you, they'll be looking for you too. If there's one thing I've seen a lot of, is that people will fight, they will fight for the things they believe in, that they care about, to the bitter end. Trust them, and trust yourself. Never give up, Pidge. )

[ Strange as this might be to observe, their apparent silence, then the way she shifts in, down, entirely wordless. But it's the most natural thing in the world, as far as Angel was concerned, it was. ]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-27 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
[ Pidge is feeling pleasantly warm, funnily enough. Almost like she's floating a little bit. It's a strange feeling, one she's not familiar with, and she isn't sure why it's happening. She's trying not to think about it too hard - she's having a pretty heavy conversation after all - and trying to form a response when she feels Angel's lips press against her cheek. She blinks and turns her head to stare at Angel, cheeks slowly starting to turn a bright red.

She's not sure why.

Well, that's not true, she knows why, but it's hard to put it into words. She reaches up a hand in a slow gesture (everything feels like it's moving a bit slower than usual) and she rubs at her cheek.
]

( I - yeah. They're a lot like me, but - I mean. Thanks. I think. )

[ She's a bit flustered. And words are getting hard. ]

( I'm not going to give up anytime soon. It's not what I do. It's not who I am. I just... sorta wish that I knew what it was going to take to get them back. )

[ For some reason she's staring at Angel's lips and she suddenly feels awkward and Pidge's attention goes right back to the parade (or the tail-end of it, anyway), cheeks still red.

This tradition is stupid.
]
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-27 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ She straightens up again, the ribbons fluttering about her, and she lifts her hand absently to start fiddling with an aqua green one, working it free in small tugging gestures as Pidge talks, giving her some space where - she's been pink in the face more than once since she came here. Being part of a hive mind certainly made working out the embarrassing aspects of living together twice as difficult. ]

( Never forget that, I've seen a lot of things, more than most people - no matter how impossible it seems, things happen. )

[ Six women, six women, one for each galaxy so far known, and four of them so far had ended up on Pandora.

The ribbon comes free, and she holds it up, dangling it in front of Pidge between two light inked fingers.
]

... and I believe this is yours now? [ A teasing, light giggle, as if to curve the heaviness of what they were discussing, at least internally. ]
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[personal profile] greentech 2016-10-27 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
[ There are way too many thoughts in Pidge's head right now and she can't keep all of them locked up when she's sharing a mental link with someone. There's a bit of embarrassment, a bit of mild panic, some confusion. A rush of warm feelings when she remembers the way the kiss felt and then a stubborn tamping down of that.

Is she supposed to like being kissed on the cheek that much? Is that normal? Is she weird? She's probably weird. She's always weird.

Breath. In, out. This is fine.

She's fine.

Pidge takes a deep breath and another drink from her cup. Just to help her cope and keep herself occupied.
]

( Well, yeah. Me being here is all kinds of impossible, but here I am. So I don't discount that. Then again, it's probably not statistically impossible, just statistically unlikely- )

[ Pidge pauses and then reaches out to take the ribbon, almost automatically. That blush is back. ]

Uh. Thanks? I think? What do I do with it now?
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[personal profile] circumspector 2016-10-29 04:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Angel laughs and - well, fair enough. ] Here, swap for a second - and I'll tie it on for you?

[ She offers an exchange back, her drink for the ribbon so could fasten it to her comfortably. Might tight enough so Pidge didn't have to worry about someone else stealing a kiss when she was - very pink, she notices idly. ]

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