LATE SUMMER FAIR (NSFW DESSERTS)

[spoofer]

Characters: Ensemble cast, any/all characters of Xistentia!
Summary: The slow transition from summer leads to a fair, complete with whacky treats and activities from other holidays and festivals from around the Multiverse.
Date(s): August 26-September 2
Warnings/Notes: None, please mark your subject headers with content.

Late Summer Fair

I play my part and you play your game

Welcome to Xistentia's first fair, F.A.T.E.S.' excuse to mingle. The setup appears overnight on the edge of town, a nonsensical mash of themes and places from the multiverse. Haunted house and circus tent, facepainting, ferris wheel and carousel, game stands that seem to self-operate, dozens of empty shopfronts, self-regenerating popcorn stands. Pretty soon, however, the people start to come, bringing their own goods and wares. The population of Xistentia is 333, which is more than enough people to fill a fair.

As far as fair food goes, there are penis-shaped waffles^[NSFW] in various flavors, two-sticked popsicles for sharing with a partner, turkey legs, fried dough, cookies as big as your head, fried fish, fried lizards, glutinous fruits, and lembas.

And let's not forget, there is an abundance of alcohol everywhere. Beer, wine, you name it.

But of course, let's not forget the games. Many of them are low-key and prizes vary from the ability to change your daemon's color to any other natural hue, to free food, horrible writing pens, and stuffed animals. Games vary from whack-a-mole to bobbing for apples. Everything is free to eat, drink, and play, barring some excuses for barter with some of your friendly neighborhood natives.

Some games, however, are less casual if not necessarily more costly. The contests of finesse and strength come with special prizes from F.A.T.E.S. and...

THE WINNERS ARE

Note that the "prizes" do not stack. Runner-up winners will not get multiple of the same type of prize, and those who experience a critical failure won't suffer particularly severe consequences. If your character receives a dream or a "unique item," you will receive a reply to your comment on the mod announcement with more information.

Contests of Finesse

DARTS
First Place	Vanyel Greyjoy	The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week
Still Good	Era, Alec, Nico, Vex, Rosie, Aymeric, Jace, Amanda, Zeke, Kavinsky, Janus	Emotional intuition boost
Yikes	Magnus, Barclay	Daemons totally lose filter and start saying the most awkward shit
RING TOSS
First Place	Jace Wayland and Magnus Lightwood-Bane	The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week
Still Good	Era, Alec, Nico, Vex, Rosie, Vanyel, Rafaello, Amanda, Zeke, Barclay, and Janus	Emotional intuition boost
Yikes	Aymeric and Kavinsky	Daemons totally lose filter and start saying the most awkward shit
ARCHERY
First Place	Alec Lightwood-Bane	The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week
Still Good	Nico, Vex, Aymeric, Zeke, Magnus, Kavinsky, and Janus	Unique items
Yikes	Rosie and Barclay	Uncooperative powers (very minor, non-dangerous incidents) and accurate memory of silly dreams
SPARRING
First Place	Kavinsky	The ability to "say just the right thing" once this week
Still Good	Era, Nico, Vex, Rosie, Aymeric, Rafaello, Zeke, Barclay and Janus	Emotional intuition boost
Yikes	Alec, Vanyel, Jace, and Magnus	Daemons totally lose filter and start saying the most awkward shit

Contests of Strength

ARM WRESTLING
First Place	Ezekiel	Precognitive dream later that night
Still Good	Era, Alec, Nico, Rosie, Aymeric, Vanyel, Rafaello, Magnus, Kavinsky and Janus	Unique items
Yikes	Vex and Jace	Uncooperative powers (very minor, non-dangerous incidents) and accurate memory of silly dreams
HIGH STRIKE
First Place	Era	Precognitive dream later that night
Still Good	Alec, Nico, Vex, Jace, Zeke, Magnus, Kavinsky and Janus	Unique items
Yikes	Rosie and Aymeric	Uncooperative powers (very minor, non-dangerous incidents) and accurate memory of silly dreams

See also detailed dice roll information for: darts, ring toss, arm wrestling, high strike, and archery.

Kissing Booth

And what would a fair be, without a kissing booth?

Just like the rest of the fair, the odd thing is that there is of course no payment required.

Instead, a large and lovely lantern hangs behind the booth. It seems to glow a little brighter every time a kiss is transacted. It's hard to know exactly what this means, but considering that emotional intimacy lights the streets of the city, one might guess that F.A.T.E.S. is saving up this particular energy for something special.

But until then, it's a good excuse to make out.

Comments

[salveo]

Zeke wasn't a fan of gloves only because it prevented him from having skin-on-skin contact with someone, especially someone with such a nice firm handshake like that! However, he had absolutely no problem with respecting the clothing decisions of a stranger, especially one who had every right to question his eyes.

He looked downright sheepish as he tried to explain. "Yeah, sorry. I thought you were a friend of mine, you look a lot like him. I keep them brown around humans because I don't wanna freak anybody out, but it's a little late for that now. At least you're not freaking out?" That's a bonus.

"Brekker. Is that German?" Zeke liked names, it was a much easier topic than his eyes but he wouldn't mind talking about either depending on what Kaz was interested in.

[ex_stony881]

Kaz would like to say he's never freaked out in his life, but that wouldn't be strictly true. He just does his best to make sure that no such weakness ever overtakes him again, even if sometimes it churns beneath the surface. At any rate, in this instance he just shakes his head lightly.

"Are you not human? That doesn't "freak me out"," he adds, reassuringly. "But it's interesting, that you can control you appearance that way." There are face tailors in his world, but they're rare and powerful and it's not at all the same as the easy way Zeke refers to 'keeping them brown'.

Another thing they don't have in his world? Germany. "It's... Kerch." He literally chose it off the side of a shipping container so it's not really anything but he considers Kaz Brekker to be from Ketterdam and so it's Kerch. Nobody here has heard of his world anyway, so what does a little bullshit matter?

[salveo]

"No, I'm not human. It's a thing with my species, we try to blend in with humanity so nobody is afraid of us. Most of us can shapeshift to more extremes than I can, I can only do the eyes and I can lose control of that when I'm too, uh, excited." His chuckle was slightly, it seemed almost embarrassed but he wasn't actually ashamed.

"I'm an incubus, to be specific. Have you heard of us? I'm sorry, I've never heard of a place called Kerch." It made him wonder if him and Kaz were from completely different worlds, but it's not like he was an expert in geography- then again, he had gotten decent grades in it.

[ex_stony881]

That sheepish chuckle is rather charming coming from such a large man, as is the idea that he's somehow lost control enough to reveal those strange golden eyes. Kaz' mouth quirks into a smirk, fingers tightening on his cane.

"An incubus." He rolls the word around in his mouth, considering. "Not something I'm familiar with, I'm afraid."

[salveo]

"An incubus is typically described as the male form of a succubus. We're demons, who survive on the sexual energy of others. So you can see why I try to blend in, I don't want people to think I'm going to treat them like they're on a menu. Admittedly, I'd eat you in a heartbeat," he winked. "But that's not the only reason I'm talking to you."

Because in Zeke's opinion, Kaz could roll more than just words around in his mouth.

[ex_stony881]

Kaz goes stiff, and not in a fun way, his spine suddenly a little straighter, gloved fingers tightening. Pulls in a slow breath while he considers this, keeping his expression carefully friendly, trying to hide that he's been hit by the same truck of emotions the kissing booth had awoken in him.

"I've been called a demon," he says, some odd humor to try and break his own tension. "But I'm afraid I've never met one."

I'd eat you in a heartbeat. He has never had anyone come onto him so strong. Girls making eyes at him — Jesper in love with him — was easy to simply ignore. But this guy isn't even making an offer that requires a response, just — flirting.

Does he even want to flirt back? Does he even know how?

"I suppose it makes sense, that they would bring someone like you here. From what I've been told this place runs on that energy just like you."

[salveo]

"Yeah," he's also had the experience of being called a demon even when a person didn't know he was one. It was a pretty nasty thing to know what you are is so hated it's an insult. "I gotta say, you're handsome enjoy to be a demon." Zeke grinned as he tried to turn a negative into a positive.

"I guess I was a good idea, especially for the people who don't feel very comfortable here. I have powers that can help calm you down, so maybe they thought I was just what the doctor ordered." It might be funny to think of his powers that way, a help rather than a seduction tactic- but honestly, Zeke had only ever used them in healthy and helpful ways, despite the reputation his species had.

"Nobody feels like getting intimate if they're all tense and worried. I'm great as massages too."