genessia | Welcome to the Festival of Fireflies

Welcome to the Festival of Fireflies

Who: You! Anyone and everyone is welcome to come!
What: A Festival of Fireflies with games, food, rides and more!
Where: Genessia
When: August 15th-20th. Starting at 7pm
Warnings: Be sure to warn in your threads appropriately.

[The gates are open and the air is filled with the sound of music. Whether you're a reveler, a vendor or anything in between-- come and enjoy the festival!

The Firefly Masquerade post is here]

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[ Ibuki may be ignoring the plastic spiders, but Konoka sure wasn't. She could see them creep down a little closer, with the light, or lack thereof, making them seem a little more real. It gave her the creeps in a good way. But Ibuki's words drew Konoka's attention, and she followed what she might be staring at. ]

Oh... wow.

[ Ibuki's reflection was distorted, unnaturally tall. And Konoka could see herself right next to her, almost comically short! Jeez, it was all about reflection huh? ]

Creepy, yet pretty hilarious.

[ Konoka made a few faces to see just how warped it got. ].

Totally! I mean, house of mirrors is pretty creepy anyway. Good job combining the two.

[Ibuki joins in with the faces, throwing "scary" shapes and roaring and seeing how the tall and slightly gaunt Ibuki in the reflection distorts that. She's having so much fun with it that she forgets the rest of where they are.

Until a spider lands on her head and prompts a startled shriek.]

Aaaa! Ibuki is under attack!

[In her flailing, she bumps into part of the covered furniture...which somehow gives off a pained groan. Probably an actor but it's enough to get Ibuki all the more flustered.]

Please don't hurt us, furniture-chan! Ibuki meant no insult!

[ The shriek makes Konoka jump more than the actual spiders do. Konoka actually stumbled backwards in the opposite direction of Ibuki, missing her misfortune with the furniture to see another mirror, though this one seemed off...

Why it was off only seemed to be apparent when she realized that there was a creepy, jester looking thing staring in the mirror instead of her own reflection! ]

Yeeek!

[ Konoka whirled behind her to see why the creature had appeared, but it turned out that it was just a projector, well hidden behind her. The fake creature mocked her with a loud laugh, sounding pretty much like 'WOOOH HA HA HA HAAAAA!'.

Konoka made a face that looked like reluctant amusement; she'd been had. ]

[Ibuki's too busy dealing with her own scares to notice what sets Konoka off; by the time she starts to catch her breath and remember where they are, Konoka's already at reluctant amusement.

And that's enough to set Ibuki giggling because look at them both, flailing around at scares they know to be fake.]

At least we can't say it's not living up to expectations.

[But she's making her way to Konoka's side now, thinking it's better they stick together for this one.]

Let's see what else this house has to offer.

You could say that again.

[ Konoka didn't move until Ibuki was right next to her, and from there the both of them trekked further into the haunted house. Konoka actually thought the place would be much smaller, but it seemed that the house seemed to have both its own twists and turns and seem almost maze-like. At least together, they could see that while fake, this haunted house used its space and features very well. ]

I have to say, this was one of the best one's I've seen.

At least we can't say it's not living up to expectations.

[What, Konoka didn't think Ibuki would take that literally? Well, she has done, though she's quick enough to move on from there.]

Ibuki's never seen one this good before either. Ibuki gives this place a gold star, five out of five, must see attraction!

[And they're not even done yet, by the looks of things. So many thrills left to experience, and even when it feels like they're reaching the end, Ibuki can't quite shake the feeling there's something big left to come.

And then the lights cut out completely and Ibuki gives an unholy shriek.]

Ibuki was not prepared for this!

[And forgive her if she's making quite a point of gripping onto Konoka and not letting go. Blackout means bad news for her right now.]

[ Why did she walk right into that? Konoka gives Ibuki a look that was likely blithely ignored.

But more than that, as they walked around creepy settings, Konoka wondered what the big finale was going to entail. She got her answer when what little light was snuffed out, and Ibuki clinged onto her. Honestly, Ibuki freaking out was much scarier, but the darkness wasn't to be underestimated at all! ]

I-Ibuki-han, I wasn't either! I...

[ A low growl interrupted what was likely supposed to be a gentle chastising of Ibuki's clingyness. Konoka's jaw dropped... she was not liking this...! ~~Okay she was, but she wouldn't admit that now~~ ]

Kyaa! Could it be, this world too?

[Even as they're stumbling in the darkness, Ibuki's all but dragging Konoka towards where she thinks the path for the exit is. She is no questions asked freaking out round about now, and for that she ends up running right past whatever the final big scare might have been.

As soon as she spots any hint of light, that's what she's running for and only once they're out in the daylight does she let go, doubling over as she tries to catch her breath. Because intense is an understatement for what that was for her.]

T-this world?!

[ Konoka at least got a glimpse of what the big scare that was supposed to happen--huge red eyes with bright pupils opened to life, and she could feel the disgusting air of its breath... for just a fleeting second. Ibuki, however, had dragged her out before she could even make sense of what went on. Light flooded her vision, and Konoka had to catch her breath alongside the other woman too. ]

Ibuki-han, you all right?

[With daylight around her and no more need to flee, Ibuki can slowly find enough calm within herself to gloss over what just happened. No need to drag down the mood, and so she offers a laugh that's only partly forced.]

Phew! Ibuki's imagination really ran away with her there for a minute. Good job we got into the light when we did!

[Yep, just going to act like that's all it was. No need to cause any more worry.]

Mmmn...

[ Konoka can tell there's something more to it, she can hear a forced laugh in that voice given their experience. But she also felt it might be unwise to try and pursue the source of it... at least not now. ]

Guess that place was scarier than I gave credit for. But we're safe now.

[ She gave Ibuki a reassuring pat on the back. ]

Yeah...someone really knows what they're doing in there.

[Maybe Ibuki wouldn't have been as thrown by it were it not for the last part. But either way, it had been fun in a terrifying way.

Still. This calls for a diversion.]

And I think for surviving, we deserve a treat. What do you say, Konoka-chan?

Oh, that sounds good!

[ A treat would be great for getting rid of that dry throat and the brewing uncomfortable atmosphere! ]

What caught your eye?

They have ice cream. That would be just the thing to cool us down.

[And Ibuki can only speak for herself, but she could use some cooling down now.]

Ooh, that sounds great to me!

[ She was already excited at the prospect, and thus actually took Ibuki's hand to run off to the ice cream stand. Of course, as soon as she gets there, she can't even decide on a flavor. ]

Hmmm...

[Ibuki is a-ok with being dragged along for ice cream. Not that she needs dragging but hey, it's all part of the fun, right?

As is the careful art of ice-cream decision making. Because "all of them" isn't an option this time, however much she might like it to be.

Good thing it's easy to sway Ibuki sometimes. Colour counts for a lot, and so:]

One bubblegum-raspberry combo please!

[ Ibuki's choice in ice cream earns her an amused stare from Konoka. Largely because she didn't expect it, and yet when seen made perfect sense to her. ]

I'll go with cookies and cream.

[ She eventually takes hers and began licking on it. ]

Mmmn! How do you like yours?

[By the time Konoka gets hers, Ibuki's making pretty good headway into her own ice cream. It's a wonder she doesn't have brain freeze yet but she's not about to slow down at all.

Except to answer that question, of course.]

It's sweet, it's sharp, it's an explosion of flavour. A flavour party, even, and right on Ibuki's tongue.

I'm afraid I'm not quite as creative on descriptions of mine, but I'll say I like how the cookies give contrast to the cream while remaining sweet.

[ Konoka's fine leaving it just like that, as she continued to enjoy her ice cream. So far, she was enjoying her time with Ibuki; it reminded her of her times with friends in Mahora. ]

That works fine too. Ibuki is just a lyricist at heart.

[Comes with the whole musician thing. A certain lyrical flair is to be expected.]

[ It couldn't hurt to ask some more about some subjects. ]

So, how long have you been around in Genessia?

Not very. Still getting used to the place, to be honest.

[But she likes it well enough so far.]

How about you, Konoka-chan?

Around eight months or so. I've been through quite a bit.

[ Well, not as much as some people, judging by the terror she had seen from one man, but she'd been wrapped up in something dangerous right after stepping foot here. ]

Genessia is safe as a whole, but there's always bad guys around.

Hmm, maybe. But Ibuki likes her chances here much better, even so.

[She's alive and there's no Monokuma. That alone makes Genessia much better than the island.]

Even if there is a certain pesky someone to watch out for...not my first choice for a familiar face but better than no-one I guess.

[Even if she's seriously downplaying how much of a handful Nagito can be.]

Don't blame you for that.

[ She finished her ice cream soon enough. But opting not to dwell on darker things from the past, Konoka moved on from the subject. ]

You know, I haven't played any good games in a while. See anything good?

Welcome to the Festival of Fireflies

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