LOCATIONS
1. COUNTY/STATE FAIR From the hokey to the bright and brilliant, you've been waiting for this all year! Are those rides up to code? Can you find the perfect fair food? Damn, those churros look good.
2. REN/PIRATE FAIRE Is something a little older your style? Try out a Renaissance or a pirate faire! You can dress up like the times or just be a civilian passing through. Mead, turkey legs, butt grabbing...
3. AMUSEMENT PARK Screw fairs, you want to go to Disneyland! Or Legoland, or Universal Studios... Whatever, you just want to go to the REAL THING. Elitest. You're not better than us.
4. HAUNTED CARNIVAL You thought this was a normal fair, but something seems... off. Are the ghosts fake or are they real? Does that guy have fangs? What the hell is this, Scooby Doo?
5. MUSIC FESTIVAL Who needs fairs when you can go to a venue and pay $40 for a t-shirt and watch thirty bands in one day and get heat exhaustion while drinking cheap beer? That's what we thought.
6. HOLIDAY FAIR It's Halloween! Or Christmas! You want to see pumpkin carving! Or Santa Claus! Whatever, man. You just like holidays.
SCENARIOS
1. RIDES The Tilt-a-Whirl costs how many tickets? This had better be worth it.
2. FOOD Holy shit, you have to try this chocolate covered, deep-fried ice cream! We'll stand by with some paddles.
3. EXHIBITS You want to look at photography? Art? Some kid's ode to his dog made of popsicle sticks? Let's go for it.
4. ANIMALS Are those tiny pigs wearing JACKETS and running a RACE? We have to go right now. Alternatively, pay to see the world's biggest live alligator. Her name is Susy.
5. GAMES You really want to win that giant unicorn but for some reason, the pins won't fall over even when you hit them dead-center. Is this rigged?
6. ROMANCE Whether it's the tunnel of love, jousting for someone's hand, or just sitting around sharing a dessert, we've got you covered on the date front.
7. MASCOTS Maybe you want to meet Mickey. Or Santa. Or, I don't know, whatever the hell that dude over there in a suit is. Careful though, a lot of times little kids can be real scared.
8. CONTESTS Baking contest? Are there funny notes in the grading cards for some of them? Maybe you want to look at how some nerd set a table. Check them out, try to steal one of the blue ribbons, whatever.
9. SHOPPING Everything here is SO COOL. Did you see that light up headband? That shirt with an emoji on it? Seriously, what will they think of next? Just don't get swindled out of your money!
10. CONCERTS This is it, this is the good stuff. You wanted some music and now you've got it; what kind of music is your jam? Will you be sitting comfortably or are you going to meet someone in the pit?
If your scenario doesn't match the location, make something up or pick a different one, we won't tell! As always, these are just suggestions. Make up anything you want, as long as you're having fun! |
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Steve Rogers | MCU | Pre-Serum
trevor belmont. castlevania.
maybe the same thing happened but there are MONSTERS and people are literally dying at the fair and he's like WHY ME. come at me. ]
sonya blade | mortal kombat | OTA
npcvery young Cassie Cage in a very rare momma/daughter outing.S'chn T'gai Spock | AOS
I'm sure there's some logical answers.]
Arthur Morgan | RDR2
Nightcrawler * Marvel Comics * OTA
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So, what do you think? Be honest. [He laughs as he walks past someone in fully buccaneer garb staggers around drunkenly to pass them. It was either brilliant acting or they were actually drunk.]
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I think you should have told ahead of time so I could dress appropriately, and bring more money. Oh, look at that stall there! Katzchen would love one of those dresses, don't you think?
[ The costumes are admittedly nice, and reminiscent enough of what someone in her old Fairy Tales might wear, but it's probably the woman in full wench attire running the vendor's stall that has his attention. ]
You text Ororo and ask for Kitty's dress size, I will charm my way into a discount.
[ At least he sounds confident that this will work. ]
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[And also he didn't plan this outing out the way he should have. Which was pretty much how he lived most aspects of his life.]
Maybe it's a good thing you didn't bring more money. You'd buy the whole fair, no?
[Remy wanted to argue, but whoever made the dresses didn't use cheap costume fabric. They really looked authentic. So he does as he's asked, stealing a drink from the 'grog' since Ororo can't ever answer a question without asking a handful of her own.]
Ho boy. This I gotta see. [He laughs, arms crossed over his chest after he nudges his friend toward the old-timey boutique.] Maybe you oughta try one on for her in case we don't get the size, mon ami.
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[ He sounds utterly cheerful and totally unaware of the fact that the "wench" has been eyeing Remy for the past 10 minutes like he's one of those smoked turkey legs being sold three stalls over.
It is, at least, an entertaining process to watch during the text conversation with Ororo. It's mostly her asking strange technical questions about his "tiefling costume," while occasionally looking over his shoulder hopefully.
He returns with a scrap of paper and hands it to Remy. ]
I'd feel worse about this if I weren't used to it by now. Her name is Kirstin, but she goes by Kiki, and her lunch break is in an hour. Also, I hate you.
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[Between little jabs at his friend to make fun, he texts Ororo and, as expected, had to answer all 21 questions about why Remy needed to know before she gave him the information he was after.
When Kurt returned, before he could even celebrate that he had Kitty's dress size, he was glaring daggers at his companion.] What is it?
[Once it occurred to him what was happening he let out a loud laugh] Kiki's gonna be disappointed when you tell her I'm not interested--Well, not in lunch, anyway. Just in the dress.
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[ He looks down at the paper, and sighs. ]
This also says where her tent on the campground is. I was at least right in part about this being very much like the circus. Congratulations on being a Choice Townie. There's probably already a betting pool.
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Okay, so change of plan. She's kinda cute, mais, ne t’inquiète pas, mon amie.
[He uses his hand to fix his hair, glancing at Kurt and his disinterest in having anything to do with it before changing his mind on taking her up on the offer. Instead he tugs his friend closer while she's watching and gestures to him before pressing a quick but deliberate kiss to his jaw like he was using a game of charades to say that he wasn't interested.
She seemed to get it, and wasn't offended. Instead she clapped her hands for the happy "couple".]
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I think maybe she might like a sword better, anyway. Maybe something more decorative than practical. I've seen her live steel collection, and it rivals mine.
[ With one arm linked with his friend's, and the other motioning to some potential new stalls to look at, he attempts to take the mug of spiked punch back with his tail. ]
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I think you might be right. She's definitely the sword type. I still would have liked to see you try on the dress.
[Remy lets him have the mug for now, staying close even after they were out of sight of Ms. Kiki. The next stall over has huge turkey legs and more grog. The bartender gave them a look, and in order to avoid a recurrence of a few moments ago, he pulls Kurt along. Kurt might disagree but he was equally as concerned that mutant fetishists might pounce on the blue teleporter. Those seemed like the sort that would come to a fair like this.]
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[ Kurt's been playing his little mental bingo when it comes to people's reactions to his appearance. He might have misfiled a few of the fetishists as people really impressed by his "costume." At least no one has tried to pet him! Yet. ]
I'd need something shorter. Obviously.
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Oh, I don't think it would be a pretty sight by any means, mon frère. I'd do it for the blackmail potential, obviously.
[He's mostly teasing? Maybe Kurt is too?]
How short are we talking here? [He gestures vaguely with his hands.]
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I don't know. I did try on a kilt once, in the Excalibur days, and thought it rather fetching on me. There might still be pictures of that, somewhere. [ Sliding timelines taken into account and all, maybe on the team's MySpace photo album?
He nods thoughtfully when Remy has his hand about knee height. ] Ja, about that. Loose, though, not like those [ and here's where he struggles for the word, both as a non-native English speaker, and a man not overly familiar with women's clothing. The term he's looking for is "pencil skirt." He's not finding it, so he goes with: ]
Whatever the not-poofy ones are called. Those just seem like they'd be uncomfortable, tail or no.
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I think if anyone could pull off the kilt look it's you. Maybe Logan, but only because he would turn anyone who laughed at him into mince.
[He makes a mental note to dig into it if only for the photos. Remy isn't much better at naming or identifying women's clothing outside the articles that were unisex or found in boutique's for men as well. Pencil skirts were not one of those things.]
I have no idea, but that seems long enough to be modest, no? No risk of anything being flashed, or silhouetted by tight fabric. [He says these things like he knows, but if he appears well versed it's from spending a good amount of time with women.]
Je ne sais pas. I don't gotta tail, but I think they'd be comfortable enough. [Not that he could prove it since those weren't around during the apex of piracy. Which was great so he wouldn't have to prove his claims.]
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Kurt looks down at his legs. "They would limit movement, don't you think? Unless they stretched a lot, maybe," he really is giving this some thought. Or at least appears to be.
At least until there's a vendor with a booth full of frilly steampunk and candy-coated pseudo-Victorian numbers inspired by Japanese street fashion (only so many vendors can fit the pirate theme- but there are a few wenchtastic outfits in the mix, of course).
His yellow-glow gaze falls on a bright blue and pink number, printed with lollipops along the bottom, in a size large enough to fit a rather curvy girl- or one slightly-broad-shouldered blue mutant.
"Nein. No. Not doing it. At least not until I get some better rum."
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"I donno that the reason you'd wear a pencil skirt would be to move." Remy is falling into the same trap of overthinking everything beyond what was even necessary. Not that any of Kurt in a pencil skirt was necessary in the first place.
The pastel colored fabrics and frills caught his attention before he noticed his friend looking in that direction. Unsure of whether they're shopping for Kitty or Kurt, he nudges him in that direction. Looking at them up close they look even more intimidating. He laughs, rubbing the scruff on his face at the one Kurt gives his attention to.
"Do it soberish and I'll make sure to get you enough rum to forget any of this ever happened." he offers, trying not to laugh. The lollipop print was too much, and he knew at least he had to try.
thomas shelby | peaky blinders
Rey | Star Wars
Clara Kent | DC AU | OTA
Probably a little of all of it, tbh.
So instead, he'd handed Clara an earwig - for appearances as much as anything else, because they both knew that she could hear the conversation - and then had offered her his arm. "So," he said, glancing at his handstamp and then grinning back at her. "The fair. Damn, it smells amazing. We are going to eat so much fried stuff, aren't we."
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She's pleased as punch, all told. After all, she hadn't thought he'd even necessarily be interested in coming but they'd mentioned it while he was in town and she'd been loathe to go alone again to get all the comments about how she was never going to have a boyfriend if she kept up with all the law business and suffice to say she was glad that Mike was there for Mike's sake, but there were other reasons as well. She slings her arm into his and grins back at him.
"I fully intend to see if we can try the deep fried beer of all things down at the end of the fair. 21 and over only, apparently."
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And maybe it was a little sneaky. Maybe it was a little presumptuous. But that didn't stop Mike from taking her arm and pulling it around his waist so his could go around her shoulders. He'd missed her. Sure, there had been emails and phone calls and messages but... it wasn't the same. He had two people in his life who brought him real, honest-to-God peace, and now, having her back in reach? He was going to take advantage of that.
Surrounded by the lights and the sounds of the fair, there was no stopping his smile, content as it was. Sure, he couldn't help checking exits, but that was so much a part of his life, it didn't even register as something he was doing. "And we are also so going on the tilt-a-whirl."
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"I'd be a little fussed if you didn't want to go on the tilt-a-whirl, to be honest," she says with a conspiratorial grin, "but I would have survived. Now, I have to celebrate with some cotton candy."
And she fully intends to get some cotton candy and eat it like a giant dork.
"I'm really glad you're here. Both of you, really. But I'll admit I have my favorite. Do you think Kitt will forgive me?"
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She had her cotton candy. He had his potato tornado. And he was pointing to one of the games when he realised that he really would hang everything up to keep coming back to this. Voice of calm in his ear. Her joy beside him. He dabbed some of the grease from his potato off his lips, but then he kissed her cheek. "I missed you, you know."
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"I missed you too," which she hadn't intended to say much about, since she didn't want him to feel bad for leaving when he did, and when he invariably would. He had things to do and she tended to be in one place. The combination didn't leave him too many options. Well, she could visit him, but he'd never said anything about wanting her to. She wouldn't assume.
"Every time I see that little stain on the inside of my briefcase, I get a reminder of you. It makes it nice."
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"And I'm going to admit that I think of you a lot." That was better. More true. Happier. It had him squeezing her shoulder, silently liking her warmth at his side. "When things get stupid, I think about..." About walking off the job, taking Kitt, and becoming a bouncer or a bartender or digging ditches around here somewhere. "...About how great you are and that I need to try to be as great as you."
That was true, too.
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Straightening up, she slides her hand into his and gives his it a squeeze in reply.
"Hey, I happen to think you're pretty great too. For reasons that don't have anything to do with my briefcase either."
She looks out over the fair.
"It makes me happy that even if I don't get to see you all the time, I know that you're just a phonecall away. And that you're out there, helping people. That's pretty amazing."
Cassandra de Rolo | Critical Role