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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Oct 27, 2008 22:37:49 GMT -8
Bastille raised her hand and then slammed it back down on the stand on the stage. Her red eyes gleamed. “AND NOW FOLKS, HERE WE GO THE FESTIVALS FIRST LOVE COACH…HERE WE HAVE OUR HANDY DANDY KISS-O-METER!” she grinned unveiling the odd contraption on the stage. It literally was a park bench with a meter on the back. She turned back to the crowd with evident happiness in her smirk. “LETS GIVE IT A SHOT, ANY COUPLE DARE TRY THIS CONTRAPTION?!!! OR ARE ALL YALL LOWLY WORMS, COME ON MEN PROOVE YOUR WORTH TO THE WOMAN YOU LOVE, DRAG HER UP HERE AND SEE YOUR COMPATABILITY…IS IT WORTH IT OR IS IT NOT, ITS ALL HERE FOLKS,…” She was shouting so loudly into the microphone her voice over the speaker system might as well have blasted peoples ears to mars. She then grinned darkly at the crowd who where now all chatting about the strange machine. A random couple stepped up and sat down. Bastille grinned. She pushed the button on the side. “and here we go!!! ALL YOU HAVE TO DO IS LEAN IN AND GIVE YOUR PARTNER A SOFT ROMANTIC KISS, PUT FEELING INTO IT AND THEN THE KISS-O-METER WILL RATE YOUR COMPATABLILITY…LETS SEE HOW THESE FOLKS DOO!” she called. The couple looked nervous. They where squirming as if debating weather to get out of the chair and flee. Bastille tapped her foot glaring at them. “we don’t have all day!” she growled. They immediately shivered and leaned in kissing each other. The love oh meter dinged at happy ever after setting and the couple blinked and blushed in surprise leaving with laughs and chatters. Bastille took up the mic again and grinned. “See folks that’s all there is too it, WHOS NEXT!!! ” she called loudly. The tiny technician poked bastilles arm. “you don’t need to yell everything man” she said before rolling her eyes and walking off into the shadows. Bastille humphed and turned back to the audience with her microphone. “oh come on guys don’t tell me your still interested in the fishing game!!!!”
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Post by wanderer on Oct 28, 2008 19:57:59 GMT -8
Eric had left the place where he watched the firework show that had happened just as day turned to night. That show had been a short one to draw attention to the festival, there was suppose to be a longer one later tonight he heard. Already running out of ideas of what to do, the college freshman decided he was going to take one last walk around the fair to see if anything of interest was going on. He walked by the usual booths, nothing new there. A few street performers were entertaining the crowds, nothing really that interesting though. Then Eric came back to the stage he had helped build in time to hear the announcer girl slam her hand against the podium. His eyes turned toward the stage as a small crowd started gathering around to hear what she had to say. With a small mental shrug, the wandering male walked up behind the crowd to watch and see if this was anything interesting.
The contraption made his eyebrow raise. He wondered who the hell came up with this thing. He doubted that it was anything more then a entertain show for those that were watching the people that went up there. A device that displayed random results for the masses to enjoy, actually probably not so random so there weren't any dissatisfied customers. Course since it was apparently free there was no guarantee of that. Watching as the first couple went up there, he chuckled quietly at their nervousness. He wondered if there was a time when he was like that. Course announcer girl wasn't helping it at all. He recognized her from earlier, but since he hadn't made his presence known to her he occupied himself with watching the show. The couple kissed and the Kiss-O-Meter dinged with the high setting of happily ever after. At this Eric snorted and shook his head, there was no such thing.
Watching the pair step down, Eric then swept his eyes over the crowd. He wasn't really doing anything at the moment so he might as well watch. After this he would walk around one more time and see if anything caught his eye before he left. Besides, it might be entertaining to see who stepped up their next.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Nov 10, 2008 15:42:39 GMT -8
OOC: ...Let's make this awkward... GIMME YOUR BEST SHOT!Most Awkward Contraption. Ever. >.> There was no actual real way to describe how awkward it was looking at these two people being forced to kiss each other in public. For someone as conservative on these things as "Unfettered"... one might go so far to even say that it was painful. The German stood there, stopped by the crowd, looking over to see of all the people leading this event---Frau Red Eyes, Bastille---to make a spectacle of what was supposedly, back in the day, a wonderful, sacred thing. Honestly, he couldn't tell how happy or angry or frustrated this actually made him.
The German stood there, hands in his pockets, white hair tied up into a bunch, and trying to convince himself that his yukata wasn't going to just fall off (fucking Japanese people and their fetish for dresses).“oh come on guys don’t tell me your still interested in the fishing game!!!!” "Und vy ze hell vould ve people vant to kizz for ze public'z sake!?" the German said, standing up front---and invariably putting himself on the stage.
..His eyes widened."..Oh shi-"
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Post by seishounohana on Nov 11, 2008 0:58:48 GMT -8
+_+ DID SOMEONE SAY AWKWARD?! +________+ HOW CAN I ASSIST? 8DDD?
Kissing in public : not really Emily's idea of romance. Kissing was an idea Emily reserved for the people she loved and significant other -- which are either few or non-existent.
She stood there, in the middle of the crowd. Blinking in amazement as she witnessed "Unfettered" basically heading up stage.
This was an interesting turn of events, but Emily more or less found it scary. Why?
It was that girl, handling this event -- and considering the things she had said on their first meeting... and how obvious her feelings for the german was to the tsundere...
Emily would probably not survive today.
She just hoped to watch, and maybe not stand out.
... Maybe if she hid behind the taller people, she might not get noticed at all.
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Post by chihiro on Nov 12, 2008 19:13:22 GMT -8
Ahh the Japanese Lantern Festival, how could the graduate resist a festival to her own heritage? And besides, her own employees had told her the other day she spent too much time with the business. But truth be told, Chi felt like she had lost her ability to socialize..the last time she actually had a casual conversation was when she ran into Saint down at the beach. The fresh air would be good for her, as well as the air of the festival itself.
"どうか、私は1つを持ちます。 ありがとう。"
I would like one please, thank you. She spoke with the vendor of onigiri. Like little rice sandwiches, her mother used to make these all the time when Chi was a little girl and would hold little picnics in the backyard with her stuffed animals. It had been a very long time since she had last tasted one. Tasty treat in hand, She walked through the different festivities, emerging at the games area. It was then a loud voice assaulted her peaceful thoughts.
“LETS GIVE IT A SHOT, ANY COUPLE DARE TRY THIS CONTRAPTION?!!! OR ARE ALL YALL LOWLY WORMS, COME ON MEN PROOVE YOUR WORTH TO THE WOMAN YOU LOVE, DRAG HER UP HERE AND SEE YOUR COMPATABILITY…IS IT WORTH IT OR IS IT NOT, ITS ALL HERE FOLKS,…”
...oro? What did this have to do with Obon-gekkan? Despite her misgivings, she stepped over to where the crowd was standing around a park bench with a meter situated behind it. Quirking an eyebrow, Chi temporarily forgot about the treat in her hand as she watched the events unfold in front of her. It was one of those things you're not sure what you think of it, but for the life of you, you just can't look away.
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Post by Gabriel Seran on Nov 12, 2008 20:59:53 GMT -8
Since arriving at the festival Gabriel Seran had gotten nearly nothing done, he found himself strolling from booth to booth like a lost puppy searching for something to catch his eye. He’d seen all of what the Japanese culture could give all the silly man dresses, the intriguing traditions, and odd foods he’d never thought to have eaten but nothing held his interest. It seemed after a time that he’d just wander as if possessed by a zombie. A large crowd caught his eye; the spark of interest drove him to avidly pursue the crowd till he came upon it yielding the fruit of his efforts to be a giant Kiss-O-Meter. It was probably the closest thing to American culture here, his attention floated amongst the crowd and around the stage to search for any ‘victim’ that may be caught in the hostess’s wake. The crimson eyes were the first thing he saw stand out. Like orbs of fire, she caught the attention of even the dullest of folks. Gabriel waited staring for a few moments keeping contact with the eyes, his emerald, hers crimson, in a short while others he’d seen arrived, though his attention remained unaltered, that was until ‘Unfettered’ made his way to the stage.
“He continues to impress,” Gabriel thought calmly to himself slightly impressed on how he seemed to pop up everywhere, “needs to keep face with the people.” Gabriel later rationalized to himself.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Nov 18, 2008 22:17:43 GMT -8
"dont leave your lady friend, hey silver hair get your arse up here too...this is a couples thing!!!" she said through the micraphone, her patience wearing very thing.
she pointed towards the machine and smirked. "COME NOW EYE PATCHED SIR....NO FEAR, IT DOESNT BITE....and what is wrong with a little run now now" she winked tauntingly as if asking what fear he head for the device. She was going to have fun, the perfect subjects came together.
Her lips pursed over the idea and she grinned wishing at once that the techies manning the lights to this stage would see here and put all lights and sound effects to make the mood better for them. She winked at emily discretely then went to fiddle with a wire while waiting as if anyone would object to it, well she was ready to glare their ass to antartica if they even so much as thought about it.
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Post by seishounohana on Dec 15, 2008 12:01:04 GMT -8
"dont leave your lady friend, hey silver hair get your arse up here too...this is a couples thing!!!" Emily blushed.
Bastille was telling her to get up on stage. Uh... no. Emily disliked attention like this, this was why she was fine not being SC. But this time she wouldn't be SC, she would be basically KISSING SOMEONE IN FRONT OF PEOPLE.
Not her cup of tea.
"U-uh... I'll... be going now and I... Oh, I have deadlines to meet and-- waaah!" Emily found herself being picked up and carried away by some of Bastille's rabid fanboys, taking her to the stage and setting her to stand next to the woman carefully. "
"COME NOW EYE PATCHED SIR....NO FEAR, IT DOESNT BITE....and what is wrong with a little run now now"
Emily was feeling uncomfortable, even more so when the woman winked at her and looked as if she was signaling the effects department to arrange some more things to make the discomfort worse.
She just kept quiet.
It was like, she didn't want to do this... but she wanted to as well.
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Weird feeling.
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Post by "Unfettered" on Dec 21, 2008 3:33:48 GMT -8
Something Not Hoped For "dont leave your lady friend, hey silver hair get your arse up here too...this is a couples thing!!!" Oh... Heaven's no. She was NOT trying to---"U-uh... I'll... be going now and I... Oh, I have deadlines to meet and-- waaah!""COME NOW EYE PATCHED SIR....NO FEAR, IT DOESNT BITE....and what is wrong with a little run now now" Decidedly, the German, after witnessing Em being carried by some of the audience members to the stage, checked of his mental things to do list... And no, kissing a girl, much less Em was not on his to-do list. Not that he would be opposed to it, but there was a stringed number of things that made him more then a little reluctant. Aside from the crowd, of all things. Still keeping his thoughts more or less to himself, his stood resolute. Unflinching. Nodding respectfully to acknowledge Em, but he focused his fierce look at Bastille."Explain. Purpose. Und what do I get out of zis."All questions. All spoken as statements with utmost seriousness. Yeah, he wasn't much fun.---Except for those would love to piss off a guy like him.
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Post by Bastille Amtrum on Dec 21, 2008 22:16:03 GMT -8
Bastille had turned to wink sharply at Emily. Friends…secret did not get spread around. No matter what! Bastille was sitting now on a bench swinging the microphone in her hand as she looked bored into the crowd. When his anger showed and her well..shyness Bastille couldn’t help but let the smirk take over her lips.
Her eyes however turned bored, and the allowed turn up of the lips was brief.
“LETS GIVE A HAND FOR OUR CONTESTANTS!” she yelled energetically into the microphone then turned to them and pointed to the device.
“take your seats love, I don’t have all day” she said dramatically checking her non-existent watch as if to emphasize the fact. She then stared back with little to no intensity but still with a fire enough to prove to unfettered, that if he did not sit and endure but one peck she would give him hell…because she knew how.
Emily was being brave. Bastille could hug her, she was just so adorable right now. Time to show the love and no hate. Besides she was to excited for this moment. She continued to point to the seat though her lips curved up in a smirk once again at his question.
“you have nothing of animate value to gain but experience, well lets just say it will give you a perhaps healthy glimpse into your future, what idiot wouldn’t take this chance” she said and went to put her hand on the control panel. She forgot how exactly to work this thing and was giving it confusing looks all the while keeping her eyes on the couple.
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