Event | Yard Sale!

[ironwood]

Characters: Come one, come all!
Date: July 21st - July 27th
Location: The City of Keeliai
Situation: The rationing is officially lifted and the kedan are celebrating by conducting one citywide yard sale! Think big! Think small! Think tribbles! Think all!
Warnings/Rating: Tribbles. Lots of tribbles. Please indicate content warnings in subject headers as applicable.

The morning of the 21st kicks off with heralds roving about the city of Keeliai to declare that the rationing edict has been lifted and that citizens no longer have to contribute one-fifth of their productions (juulan or physical goods) to the communal stores maintained by the police force. These announcements trigger a state of celebration across the city as kedan drag months worth of hoarded items to the street to sell, steal, or trade in a wave of mercantile goodness that stretches for nearly a week. Not even the rising tide of tribbles seems to dampen their spirit, with kedan citywide finding new and inventive uses for the fuzzy paperweights.

Characters are free to do as they will during this event, with police oversight relaxed in the aftermath of the long rationing and strained relations. Impromptu sales out of suites will rarely be inspected and purchase made elsewhere are no longer monitored. Everyone is taking a breath of fresh air, so to speak, and most do not want their first fun in months to be ruined.

OOC: See the OOC announcement for details and this post for subheaders in which you may wreak havoc celebrate the lifting of the rationing. Feel free to start your own thread header if you like! <3

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OTHER

[ironwood]

[The celebration and sales are hardly limited to the city of Keeliai itself. There are grand bonfires to be had at the shell's edge and a nightly message-on-a-tribble ceremony held in which participants tie parchments with their deepest desires written upon them to tribbles before tossing them into the current left in the wake of Tu Vishan. Meanwhile, the communal stores at the Palace of Landed Sky are inventoried one last time before being distributed freely to any that venture near the palace -- with attention paid to ensure no single party walks away with too much.]

open, shell's edge

[relentlesstide]

[This is perhaps the stupidest ceremony he's ever seen in his life. Who the hell got the idea to tie pieces of paper to tribbles and toss them into the ocean? As if they're not invasive enough on land. But he doesn't want to anger the locals, not when things are actually looking up, so Arthur can be found staring sullenly and irritably at the ceremony going on, sitting on the beach near the edge of the water with his toes in the sand, waiting for it to be over and for everyone to go home so he can actually start to clean things up. (With a little toothy marine help, of course.)]

[definingfuture]

[Tony is helping too. And by helping, he's actually just trying to herd some of the tribbles out of the streets and pathways so they don't clog traffic and create a fire hazard. The ceremony is more like a city-wide spring cleaning, but it's not completely foreign to him. They had garage sales, after all. He knows what they look like. It's just more elaborate than most people put effort toward.

When Tony gets to the shell's edge, he's toting a large pile of tribbles he collected crammed into a blanket. The suit at least makes it easier for him to haul them away from the more populated areas. He doesn't see Arthur when he flies overhead, distracted by the squirming fuzz hanging under him. He probably would have thought better of his plan if he had, but instead he drops two corners of the blanket and lets the furballs drop out.]

[relentlesstide]

[And seeing that? Someone flying overhead and just casually dumping a load of live tribbles into the water? Has him on his feet and scrambling for the water, trident in hand, voice booming out with a surprising loudness. When you're a king, you learn to project.] What the hell do you think you're doing?

[definingfuture]

[He wasn't expecting to butt heads quite that quickly, although Tony did have at least a passing thought that this might not be the best method for clearing the area. He didn't think about it long enough apparently, because the guy below him looks like he's going to skewer him and serve him for dinner. He lands nearby, but not near enough to be in range.]

Uh, just out getting some air. There a problem?

[cowled]

[He's been too long out of uniform, so when he locates Arthur at the shell's edge, he's wearing his customary cowl. He says nothing for a time, simply stands there observing the process, and Arthur's annoyance at it. Finally,]

Aquaman.

[The most awkward Bat-greeting in the history of Bat-greetings, tbqh.]

[relentlesstide]

[He doesn't pay Bruce much mind until he actually speaks up (not going to encourage this habit of showing up and staring without at least a greeting), mentally counting the tribbles tossed out into the ocean by ceremony-goers and wondering how many sharks he's going to have to alert when the kedan have all left.]

Batman. [Two can play at this awkward greetings game.]

[cowled]

['Hn'.]

How's Mera?

[Bruce can... guess as to how the power-down affected her. And even if he spent most of the time gloating over the metahumans like a dick, Mera falls into the rare category of 'sassy woman whose sassiness I tolerate and somewhat respect' and he is genuinely concerned about her welfare. Even if he'd never admit it outloud.]

hi evandau

[heartofgraces]

[Asbel's at the Palace with a swizard adorned with baskets full of flowers and still a great deal left in his arms, and he's here with a singular purpose. He asks around, polite and respectful; he'd only like to speak to the Alderwood Commander for a brief period, that's all.]

oh god asbel what r u doin

[alderwood]

[Word reaches Evandau of a Foreigner come to see him and he orders him escorted to where the stores of supplies are being dispensed to those citizens that come to the palace. He waits, standing at a loose approximation of the at-ease position, and when he sees who it is that came calling, an eyebrow goes up.]

Foreigner. [A brief inclination of his head.]

being frands

[heartofgraces]

Commander. [Asbel salutes as...best he can with an armful of flowers and smiles a little, at his appearance.]

I'm sorry to bother you, I just wanted to see how you were doing, while I was over here.

[Not how things are progressing. Not how the paperwork is going. How is Evandau, specifically.]

ur weird

[alderwood]

Efficiently. [That is how he is always doing, lbr.]

[The flowers are... strange. Foreigners are a strange lot in general, but most do not approach him in the guise of a walking garden.]

And you were over here to what purpose?

[There is a pause as a kedan comes up, a parchment in hand that he must sign. Authorisation to release the next phase of supplies and he puts his mark to it.]

Open, message-on-a-tribble

[andaway]

[Clark Kent is not participating on it, he has a hard time when it comes to seeing dead animals when it come to food. Still, like he doesn't stop anyone from eating meat he won't stop the Kedan and whoever wants to go along with the newly created tradition.

Clark Kent sitting near the current, watching some Kedan kids write up their wishes on grey tribbles and unconsciously touching his ear when the tribbles start to purr. Yeah, not an experience he wants to repeat.]

[candystriped]

[ Stocking is wearing yet another new dress, this one at least kind of summery and less goth, offering her (as usual) unsolicited opinion. ]

Kind of makes you wonder if they decompose, or they're just going to get eaten by whatever else lives in the ocean here.

[andaway]

[He glances at the angel, raising an eyebrow that she'd be so nonchalant about it.]

I... don't really like to think about it. They are setnient beings, as annoying as they got.

CLOTHES SHOPPING

[pandoricas]

[Since coming to the giant turtle one problem has plagued Rory most of all - and not one he hasn't quite been able to fix yet. He came to this place in some old fashioned 1930s sleepwear and although he has gotten some clothes, he really needs more especially if he's going to be here for a while.

So here he is in some random clothes stalls and others, poking around for something he can wear without it being too outlandish. He's stuck in some basic threads he picked up randomly when he first arrived, so something better would be nice.]

[ihope]

[It's not that they're like minds but somehow both have wound up in the same section of booths and stalls. Unlike Rory, Lex's native wear is maybe a notch or so above what's basic, even for those low on the handout juulan. Still, having only a very limited wardrobe limited a man in many other aspects of his life, and what better time to find something suitable than now.]

[The gravitation is somehow inevitable- soon Lex finds himself shuffling through next to Rory without sparing the man much more than an initial glance. This sort of shopping is, believe it or not, demeaning on a relatively small scale. That Lex has a booth running and being operated by a new and trusted friend of his means that while he can't take anything from more specialized shops, he at least doesn't have to be where the crowds are teeming.]

[Another sort of accidental look over at Rory-- and Lex stands up a little straighter and even tilts his head off to one side very slightly.]

You're new here, aren't you?

[pandoricas]

[Rory looks over to the person who spoke to him when he hears those words, momentary surprise on his features. Well, granted, they would have easily known through those console network things... but somehow Rory doesn't think this is the case.]

Um. Yeah. [Tries his best to be as nice as possible, so he smiles.] It's kind of obvious, huh?

HELLO RORY

[langsyne]

[Scott's of a similar mind as Rory, deciding that after two weeks it's probably not really appropriate to keep wearing his Fantastic Four uniform everywhere around the turtle. Not that he minds being a walking billboard (or target, depending on how you want to look at things) but one can only wear one set of clothes for so long before they get extremely dirty

The only problem is that he hasn't been able to find anything that's decidedly not Asian-based. Bother.]

Do you know if they have anything here that doesn't look like it came out of a martial arts movie?

[He just doesn't look good in these types of things, okay.]

HELLO SCOTT

[pandoricas]

[Hello there stranger don't mind Rory as he stares for a little bit at your choice of outfit...

It's kind of, uh. Heroic. He supposes.]

Um. [Awkward pause. Is this some superhero thing? He's seen some names on the list, but--yeah, awkward.] No, I don't think I haven't seen any yet.

[Still, despite the awkward, Rory can totally feel your pain. He's kidn of hoping for something decidedly not too Asian as well, but its not working out so far.]

Raven | Palace Area | OPEN

[zinthosmantra]

[ This was one area where Raven had not yet had the chance to explore and so she's using the pretense of the city-wide festival to mingle with the others. Of course she still stands out somewhat in her usual outfit but her hood is down, a promising kedan book with some diagrams that she wanted to look into a little more held in both arms.

She takes a step back as a roasted tribble on a stick is shoved under her nose, the beaming kedan letting her know it was free of charge. ]

Uh, no thanks...

Re: Raven | Palace Area | OPEN

[witchnotwarlock]

[Seems like the best place for that, since Billy is here for the same reason. This wasn't the last place he had left to explore, but he figured this would be the hardest no matter what. So with a chance like this, how could he pass it up?

He'd only gotten here a few days before, so he's still figuring everything out, but once he got to the palace area, well. Now it was all a matter of dodging free tribble food. Which he was awful at. You'd think living in NYC would give you an edge on this, but the kedan were persistent. So he's passing by when she steps back, and well.]

I'm sorry! I didn't see you, I'm sorry about bumping into you.

[zinthosmantra]

It's all right.

[ That was certainly a more earnest apology than the offhand ones tossed to her by other people in the crowded areas. She didn't usually do large groups of people but in this case, it gave her the necessary cover to watch the front entrance of the palace. ]

Maybe we should just start telling them we're vegetarians.

[superoverachiever]

Yeah, you first. [Ava waves away a similar Tribble offer, and flashes a quick scowl to discourage persistence.] You just gotta be firm with 'em.

[Of course, she didn't come over to Raven to offer advice about food vendors. She came to creep on that book.] Watcha reading?

[zinthosmantra]

[ Raven effectively shooed her own would-be vendor away and gave Ava an unconcerned shrug. She didn't change the position of the book in her arms as most (polite) people would have to give the other person a better view. ]

Haven't started it yet.