http://echo-of-utopia.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] echo-of-utopia.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] entrancelogs2011-03-19 03:28 am

FIRE CANDY EVENT POST [OPEN]

Who: You. That's right, YOU. [OPEN]
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: March 19th, starting at midnight
Rating: To be determined. First offer is PG-13 for drug use.
Summary: CANDY RAVE PARTY IS GO!
The Story:


"At exactly midnight on the 19th, the mansion becomes a club where the party never stops--even if you want it to. Neon and black lights flicker everywhere and loud music makes the walls shake. Outside, Wonderland has become a grungy city of doorless buildings, lit up in neon that makes it impossible to make out any stars in the sky. The only normal fixture of Wonderland that remains are the merchants, though residents will find them changed. Their masks are the faces of animals, their booths are run down, and they'll swindle, scam, and even steal from you if you don't watch out.

But that's not all. What rave would be complete without candy? It's all over the place, littering every surface, in all shapes and colors. The floors are littered with empty wrappers that tempt you: everyone else is doing it, so it can't hurt to have a piece. Right? ♥

And it doesn't! Not at first, anyway. At first, it's quite pleasant, inducing cheerful, playful, laid back moods in anyone who consumes it. It's quite addictive once you've had a taste, but there seems to be plenty to go around."


Then the post says something about changes when the 20th rolls around. But today is not the 20th, so who cares? IT'S PARTY TIME!

[identity profile] last-liar.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 06:29 am (UTC)(link)
Yuu bites a thumbnail for a moment, trying to figure this out, then seems to come to some sort of realization. With a slight smile, he digs a piece of candy out of his pocket. This stuff will help him solve the mystery. Obviously.

He unwraps the candy and puts it in his mouth, then rubs his fingers over the plastic wrapping, feeling rather than hearing it crinkle between his fingers.

"...Try that." He holds the wrapper out to the Medicine Seller.

[identity profile] tadanokusuriuri.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 06:31 am (UTC)(link)
Obligingly, the Medicine Seller crinkles the wrapper.

[identity profile] last-liar.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 07:04 am (UTC)(link)
Yuu smiles again, assuming that the Medicine Seller had caught on to whatever it was that he himself found fascinating about the action.

"See?"

[identity profile] tadanokusuriuri.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 07:07 am (UTC)(link)
The Medicine Seller smiles ambiguously. It's kinda what he does.

"...I see."

[identity profile] last-liar.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 07:09 am (UTC)(link)
This seems to satisfy Yuu, who nods and steps back. Some flashing lights off to the side have distracted him.

"Okay, bye, I guess."

[identity profile] tadanokusuriuri.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 07:10 am (UTC)(link)
A long pause, then the Medicine Seller nods deeply. "Good evening."

[identity profile] last-liar.livejournal.com 2011-03-19 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
Waving, Yuu turns and heads off to inspect some other interesting phenomenon somewhere else.