+ Somewhere a Grandiose Carnival Was Going on in the Sky +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: Everyone!
Where: The grounds of the Mansion
When: March 9-16
Rating: PG-13 (warn if you go higher)
Summary: The Red Queen has thrown a carnival for everyone!
The Story:


From Friday, March 9, through Friday, March 16, the gardens and grounds of the Mansion will be a sprawling a carnival. The masked, unspeaking vendors will be selling trinkets and running free game booths. Carnival rides, exhibits, and foods represent all of the various cultures of those currently residing in the Mansion.


Of particular note, and perhaps incongruously, everything is decorated with red hearts.

Use this log for any and all of your carnival needs!

Comments

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[ Nooo DON'T TRY TO STOP HER! Monika clings on tighter with strength she never knew she had. ]

It makes me feel safer! I've never been carried before!

[ This moment has to last forever!! ]

[stereotypicaljock]

[That's -- okay, wow. He can't hide the laugh that bubbles up in his throat.]

After you sober up, I'm never letting you live this down.

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[ That...gives her pause. ]

Sober up?

[ She doesn't even know what it feels like to be not sober!

...Wait.

Ohhh. Ohhhh. ]

Right. Yeah. [ She goes a little limp, just to keep up this new act of hers. Though it's not that hard, considering her discomfort. ] You'll still take care of me until then, right?

[stereotypicaljock]

Of course I will. We can talk about it when you're better.

[At least she's not being so aggressive anymore. It's easier to bring her back indoors.]

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Okay. That's all that I needed to know~

[ Monika makes a happy little sound. Yay! ]

Oh, and. Just so you know, I get cold really fast when I'm like this. I might need some extra body heat to keep me warm!

[stereotypicaljock]

I'll get you some thick blankets.

[He hopes that's reassuring, given that she increasingly seems to be asking for something he isn't inclined to give her.]

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[ Damn. He's good. It's making her feel bad. Like, really bad.

Suddenly, she stiffens and balls his shirt up in her fist. ]

Detour. Uh. [ OH GOD WHAT DOES SHE NEED AGAIN? ] B-Bathroom.

[stereotypicaljock]

[Apparently he's not very good at letting her down gently, since she doesn't seem to be taking gentle hints...]

Already?

[But he'll pick up his pace, understanding that there might not be much time between declaration and action. He'd rather she not leave a mess on anything he's gotten fond of.]

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[ By some miracle of God, Monika scrambles her way out of his arms and into what she prays is a bathroom. Her stomach is roiling and protesting, and soon enough...she gets to experience the joys of throwing up. Y-Yay?

She's in there for a while. The only real signs of life, aside from horrible retching, are a few high-pitched whines.

Eventually, she stumbles out while wiping her mouth. That was horrible! But also kinda great. Mostly horrible, though. ]

I'm...not sure if I wanna do that again.

[stereotypicaljock]

[He'll still be around when she returns, smiling kindly to her.]

It sucks now, but it probably needs to come out if you want to start feeling better.

[He'll wrap a supportive arm around her shoulder then, rubbing it encouragingly.]

Have you ever gone through this before?

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[ She laughs weakly. It's much harder to enjoy the contact, now that she feels crappy. ] No, not really. That was the first time I've eaten actual food!

It's a...lot different back home.

[ And here, usually. Blah. ]