+ 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

[mypartnerintime]

She looks down at her feet, giving him space by averting her eyes. If she'd thought about this more, she could've avoided this topic.

"...I meant when you get back home. You could always ride one."

[postictal]

"Wouldn't remember to try." And why would he? He was pretty set on living a meritless existence, dragging himself through each monotonous day, as if that might begin to atone for everything he caused and left behind and never really had to pay for.

He was never much of a thrillseeker by nature. Particularly now.

[mypartnerintime]

Ugh, god, this conversation has gone in a completely different way than Max wanted. And the worst part is she doesn't even fully get how it happened. But somehow she's turned riding roller coasters into a one-time attempt at normal living. Which shouldn't be how it feels, right?

So.

Sorry, Tim.

She raises her hand, palm outward, fingers spread. A familiar sensation tugs at the air around her as the carnival's rushing colors all at once lurch backwards, blurring together. The noise around them becomes nonsensical as it winds in reverse, until finally she finds something she can reply to.

And then all at once everything snaps back-