Dominion Spooktober: Zombie... Harvest Festival | EE Dominion of Thakwaa

[STRATCOM]

Thakwaa; much of the planet just had the fall and harvest festival, which locals used to celebrate dressed in different costumes. There is a festive atmosphere all over the planet at this time. It is worth knowing about the place that it is mostly a grassy planet, so they are mainly engaged in agriculture, so this is why it is one of the most important holidays of the locals and a lot of outsiders also came to this event. By the way, the planet is strange because of the ethnic group that lives here, because the natives are a tall, furry species with multiple personalities. Nevertheless, they try to welcome everyone.

At such times, everything revolves around the festivities on the planet throughout the week, which is good for both GDP and the planet’s revenues; an entire industry has developed for this period of tourism. And this year, for the first time, the Eternal Empire will be here too in this place…

Objectives​

Objective 1: Harvest Festival

If possible, the scariest costumes are usually chosen for the festivities to deter evil spirits. This celebration is not for the nobility, but for everyone. There was a huge forest near the capital, in the middle of which was an artificial meadow, and the harvest festival was held in this place. There was also an ancient mansion in the meadow, deliberately built scary for the festivals. There was a ball atmosphere inside, campfires outside, nerf baking, the kids running in costumes and hoping to get candy. Everything was given to make everyone feel good.


Objective 2: Zombie Problems

On the other side of the planet, in a hidden valley, all this could not be said. According to legends, a witch lives in this place, who is able to reach the world of the living every year during the harvest festival and unleash all sorts of monsters in the area. This year it all really happened, creatures reminiscent of zombies and heart-eating wolves attacked tourists and locals in the area. There are many dead, and the injured are very sick. The government is trying to keep it a secret, but rumours say the dead won’t stay dead either… That’s why it might be worth investigating the events.


Objective 3: BYOO

There are many more ways to interact with the inhabitants than are listed here. Not to mention, there is an entire hex worth of stories to be told. Have fun in any way that you please!

OOC: There are 4 rules you should follow on the ball event:
1.: There is a dress code, spooky attire required
2.: No weapons can be brought to the objective 1, everyone is asked to place them in a personal safe, they are treated with respect. | It’s a social dom objective, we don’t want a fight to ruin the other's game.
4.: Any EE, AC, CIS and member can come if they follow the above rules.

Links: Thakwaa | Thakwaash

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud, Archon of the Primyn Group
Empress of Terraris, Supreme Commander of the Terraris Command, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Objective I.: Harvest Festival
Location: Harvest Festival's Mansion, Thakwaa
Equipment: Costume / Costume || Empyrean gland | OPBC-01m
Tags: Open

[ Nightmare ]
<"High Nelvaanian"> | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >> ​

Another ball, a social event; although it was now less formal and upscale than the last one. She had to ask Eina not to come now. The woman's heart was broken, but her daughter ruined the previous ball with a Force Storm, and now she was still in very bad condition. In vain she tried to ask who and what was doing with her, but she said nothing. So she didn't force it, and Eina fled home into the Netherworld. Sometimes it was very hard to be a mother, she felt this.

As for the current events; Ingrid was never shy, and this was reflected in her current costume. It’s a harvest festival, but locals also believe that they get close to the afterlife these days. The red-haired woman thought this was an interesting coincidence, because slowly the time, the anniversary, of the death of Tacitus followed. However, the sixth anniversary of Adrian's death was also approaching. Much more time had passed for the woman, but it hurt just as much, and she missed her dead husband just like on the first day.

She tried not to think about it, she couldn't let it affect her. She paid more attention to the present and her surroundings. The woman was inside the mansion at the larger ballroom. The Empress looked out the window at the outside, the fires, and kids running there. Everyone seemed to have a great time. Ingrid also had a glass of drink in her hand, an orange colour alcoholic drink, spicy. It tasted quite interesting and exotic, but also pleasant.

The woman arrived quite early, but then almost no one was here. As far as she can see, most of them, especially the locals, only arrive at the scene now, after dark…

 

[Credit Wizard]

Objective 1: The Harvest Festival
Location: Harvest Festival's Mansion; Thakwaa.
Equipment: Hutt Sized Frankenstein
Tags: Open

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"Wonder..Who I will meet this time on this planet. Unfortunately that I had to leave from the last social gathering of the Eternal Empire due to urgent business in the space controlled by the Hutt Republic." Paranoda said to himself; as he emerged himself into the ancient mansion in the meadows. When it came to scary stuff and the sight of the undead the hutt's resolve would quickly crumble. But he had come to this event to enjoy himself and he wouldn't go home over a few kids in costumes. The Hutt Lorda would observe around the mansion; quickly looking for the nearest buffet table and would slide himself over to devour much of the food supply that the mansion had to offer. Although to the outside observer who spotted this behavior would be disgusted; Paranoda wouldn't care about their opinion and also had no issue with taking baskets from kids passing by and haggling them with the threat of death if they told anyone what he did. Sometimes it was nice being a hutt and having his immense weight and height advantage made most people not challenge him when it came to his actions. Picking up a basket; that he snatached from a poor kid dressed as a mummy. He would devour the contents inside before giving the basket back to the no doubt crying child that ran away of coruse to tell their parents. The Hutt Lorda enjoyed these kinds of ball atmospheres because they were nice and relaxing and he could forge more connections than the previous event that he was invited too. He would just have to see if anything would come his way.

The Hutts glowing reddish yellow eyes would no doubt spot the empress of the eternal empire; wearing a stunning but slutty outfit that paranoda thought was odd choice of fashion for this event. He had no doubt had the empress been around the ancient hutt lorda; Jabba Desilijic Tiure. That he would have wanted her to be his dancer and knowing his influence at the time; the woman couldn't have refused without trouble. "Why of all places; would the empress of the eternal empire be here alone and without guardsman. Even if they were only a formality. But It would be a death sentence for me to slide up to her and start a conversation. So my only objective at the minute is to relax and wait for more to come to the festival itself." Paranoda said within his mind; which he had fortified with an ancient neural band that prevent mental manipulation plus having his own species natural resistance to mental based force powers made him a formidable opponent if someone tried to take over his mind or read it. Paranoda would pick up a glass of liquid from one of the tables; looking down into the cup and noticed that it was a spooky themed drink but upon further inspection it was just his own supply of boga noga that he had added into the cup to spice the flavor up to 100%. Boga noga in itself could knock out an entire battalion of stormtroopers with only a single jar of it. He would adjust his fake necks bolts and green paint that he had decided to cover himself in for this evening to appear like a fable often told in hutt space of the insane monster of the Bioengineer "Doctor Frankenstein." and how it ravaged the galaxy until it was defeated by a joint jedi and sith strike team long ago. So it was only fitting that he dress himself as the famous monster to this event. Looking down at his black shirt and green jacket that was long enough to act as both a cloak and a cape around his form. The Hutt Lorda had the night to ponder to himself; until most guest had arrived. While also picking a corner of the room; where his 10ft and 4,000 pound self wouldn't be the elephant in the room like last time. While he drank his boga noga mixture; he also devoured bowl after bowl of food that was in supply and avoided some of the bowls because they were filled with fruit that paranoda despised with a pasion. The Night was young...and paranoda would still be hungry for more.

 

[Tovald Kahmen’’a]

Objective 1: Harvest Festival
Location: Harvest Festival's Mansion; Thakwaa.
Wearing: [Link]
Tags: Open

There is a lot of things Tovald never experienced, a Harvest Festival is one of them. He used to have one back home, but they suddenly stopped, he never got a straight answer, but he had a pretty good idea why. He shook his head, maybe it wasn’t what he thought it was. He’ll never get a definitive answer.

No matter, he is here now. The costume he picked was both practical and scary. Again, weaponry was not allowed, that suited him fine. Why drag a sword around when there isn’t going to be a fight?

He made sure to check for cute, white, and fluffy passengers before he left. Vee did a sulky loaf sit but promptly fell asleep a minute afterwards. He almost changed his mind about bringing him. But ultimately made a sound choice to keep him and all the other cats safe and comfortable, because it will be devastating if they got lost or stolen.

After walking quite, a distance from The Cyclone he arrived at the clearing, it was atmospheric which was fitting considering what time of year it is. He eyed the buffet; he wasn’t peckish yet. But hopefully, it will still be there when he does get hungry.

It was time to mingle, or at least have fun doing something else than Bounty Hunting or having nasty verbal spats with his brother.

 

[Trinity Harris]

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Spoiler: Tonight's Outfit

Location: Arriving in the meadow
Objective: Have fun and flirt
Tags: Eleena Salwa

If Trinity told anyone that she hadn't been looking forward to this party, she would likely be drummed out of academic circles as a fraud and have all of her research called into question. She was very excited, having spent ages pawing over different costumes, she had finally settled on one that the thought worked and made her feel very sexy. This was a whole new Trinity it seemed, she was used to balls and socials and dinners, but a Halloween party in a meadow took her back to her university days, and now, she had a date too.

The two of them had arrived on the planet a few hours ago, Trinity from the field and Eleena from some deployment, they had spend the mid afternoon together getting reacquainted before getting ready for the party.

Trinity looked at Eleena, she looked as always, incredible. The Twi'lek had chosen a very sexy costume that really highlighted her curves. "Well then, my little Queen" Trinity said smiling. She had learned this was her military callsign after their first night together and it had become something of an affectionate pet name. "What do you feel like doing tonight? I am feeling the meadow myself, it seems a bit more festive to me" she grabbed two pieces of candy from a bucket on a table, popped one in her mouth and one in Eleena's. Then gave her a little kiss on the lips.

This was going to be a fun night, there were so many people here, and from all walks of life, it was so much more than a party for dignitaries. The people themselves as they danced and sang were wonderful. From her studies she was familiar with many different festivals of this type, the idea that costumes and partying could ward off evil spirits was so pervasive it was certainly worth her being her, for scientific reasons obviously.

 

[Anashja Tal]

Objective 2: Zombie Problems

Location: At 20000ft on route to valley
Equipment: Beskar'gam, lightsabers, healing supplies, 3 thermal detonators, ENCL-36 blaster
Tags: open

Anashja Tal flew fast through the air, she could hear the air whipping past through the gaps in her armour, the ground seemed to move slowly due to her great height but her HUD read close to mach 2. She had landed, hopefully planning to attend a Halloween party but then had gotten word of a disease outbreak on the other side of the planet. As a Tal Baar'ur, there was no question that she would have to investigate and help where she could. She sent a communication to any other soldiers she could detect in the area.

"This is Anashja of Clan Tal, I am on route to reports of a zombie outbreak, I a healer and bring mandalorian iron but require assistance. My ETA at the hot zone is 34 minutes."

She flew in silence until anyone contacted her, centering her force presence to deal with the potential darkness, and also reading through any medical records reporting to zombie like diseases from the database stored within her dreamsight.​

 

[Kahlil Noble]

When was the last time he let himself actually enjoy a party? There was always some other meaning behind his attention. Whether it was to speak with Ingrid L'lerim about rebel activities or find someone else he needed to talk to. So, he was actually looking forward to this. Or maybe it was because of the company he had. Werewolves were an interesting subject of horror. It surprised him how much he enjoyed scary stories and such.

So he went as a werewolf. Elongated fangs, pointed ears. Tufts of hair. That sort of thing. There wasn't much of a wardrobe change, but it certainly gave the effect of a monster walking into the hall. He smiled, obviously pleased to be here, before turning his gaze towards Valery Noble . "Ever been to a party like this before?"

 

[Felmorante L'lerim]

TAKING A STROLL

Equipment: Powered Wheelchair, Enviroweave Blanket, Haywire I Armor over Viper Mk. I Skinsuit, Enviroweave Boots, Duraglide Boots with Boot Rockets
Dark Purple pair of Wrist Dazzlers, 7 Whimsy Knives, 3 Glitter Grenades, 2 Giggle Grenades, 1 Pink Vapor Grenade
Objective: Obj II

Tag: Anashja Tal

The bodyguard in question had been a temporary assignment, a means of testing their patience and attention to detail while working with someone incredibly close to the Empress. All a means to an end, but a difficult one for the soldiers. It was an assignment many had not stepped into lightly, especially given the ups and downs of emotion that they had to deal with from the girl.

The ward had wanted to visit the valley, with the rumors of some being from beyond reaching into the land of the living sparking interest in the solemn girl. They had snagged a few drinks along the way, the soldier carrying their rifle on a sling across their back while their sidearms sat in a thigh holster. The ward had brought their own gear surprisingly, annoyed at the need for help in donning the boots.

But it had been a good exercise for them both.

Now they strolled along a quiet path down the village as sounds fitting a haunted house came rolling through, save for the sharp and shrill scream that cut off eerily quickly. The guard felt something watching them, choosing to turn and look as Fel pushed herself into a lean and squinted.

"Hey...they don't seem so friendly." Fel suddenly cut into their thinking as her hands grabbed the wheels to stop forward motion. The soldier perked up, having been glancing to the rear as a strange feeling bubbled in his gut. He'd felt strange walking through the trailing end of the buildings as he switched on the power source for her wheelchair to free up his hands.

The chair's HAPU generators in the wheels kicked on while it slowly powered up the shield generator across the backrest of the seat. The soldier pulled the rifle from its spot, the whole thing slipping beneath their arm and into a properly seated fire position as he scanned the horizon. What looked to be civilians were in broken groups moving toward them.

Something pushing them toward the main street as Fel wheeled herself around and tugged at the mans armor.

"Let's get into a sturdy house." She informed him, his eyes darting between the obvious point of danger and the ward he was meant to guard. There was a howling, and both looked to each other as more people seemed to appear.

Slower, dragging themselves along.

"Agreed. You pick, I'll keep watch. Wanting to save some civies too?" He asked, rifle not yet pointed as his finger sat along the body of the rifle near the trigger assembly in preparation. His eyes picked through the approaching groups, head swiveling to the shambling forms as the rifle rose in the air and pointed to something that reminded him of the old horro holo-vids.

"Stand down and move aside!" He barked, the groaning of many filling the air as Fel wheeled back along the path they had come.

"Doo-do-do, we're in danger, doo-do-do doo do do, we're in danger." An inappropriately cheery tune coming from Fel as the two slowly moved away from the slowly ambling bodies that seemed intently focused on anything moving around them. There was a communication from elsewhere, and the name struck her as familiar as Fel tapped the line before the soldier could do so.

<<"Oh hey Anashja! How have you been? So this is Felmorante, and I'm here with...">> She nodded to the man, seeing the moment he realized she had forgotten his name and stared at her briefly.

<<"Sergeant Grumpy Pants. We have friends here...the not so friendly kind. See you in thirty! Bring guns! Felmorante out!">> She spoke before dedicating her attention to navigating the street.

"You forgot my name."

"Shut up, Arin Oxvald. I tried to think about it, and forgot it because I was thinking about it. So mleh!" Fel informed the man, getting a shake of the head as she spoke his name and stuck her tongue out at him as a further punctuation of the moment.

"That's fair." He smartly replied, switching the safety off his rifle and making a decision finally as the rifle let loose a round into the shambling crowd.

 

[QEMD-15 Echo]

Objective: 2
Tags: Anashja Tal , Felmorante L'lerim

Above the village, an AT-Hauler flew down, headed for the town below. It carried Echo, the massive droid remaining secure in the clamps of the AT-Hauler. The AT-Hauler continued to fly down towards the L-Z, where they have been reports of an undead outbreak. Echo's job was to go in, maintain a quarantine around the infected area, and eliminate all afflicted individuals. These undead were detrimental to society, a plague, essentially. And Echo was great at eliminating plagues.

As the Hauler approached the town in the valley, Echo used his scanners to assess the threat. From his scans, the undead targets were all over the valley. The disease was wide-spread, and it seemed especially centered in the village, where most of the infected individuals resided.

The Hauler pulled down towards the town square. The clamps released, and Echo landed on the ground with a loud BOOM! Echo stood up straight, and looked around as the Hauler flew away. Echo looked around, his massive form towering over the buildings around him. Nearby, multiple infected individuals shambled across the square.

Nearby, he picked up multiple communications from allied forces.

"This is Anashja of Clan Tal, I am on route to reports of a zombie outbreak, I a healer and bring mandalorian iron but require assistance. My ETA at the hot zone is 34 minutes."

<<"Oh hey Anashja! How have you been? So this is Felmorante, and I'm here with...">>

<<"Sergeant Grumpy Pants. We have friends here...the not so friendly kind. See you in thirty! Bring guns! Felmorante out!">>

Echo opened up his communication line, entering the channel. "This is Quarantine Enforcer Unit 15, Designation Echo. I am located in the Town Square. My scanners indicated the infected are all over the valley, but a large number of them have gathered in this village." He chimed in over the commlink.

Nearby, he heard a shot fire out. He turned towards where the sound came from. His scanners were picking up a large group of infected, along with two non-infected. Echo began walking towards the grouping of infected, his heavy footsteps echoing out.

Then, the large speakers on his head began wailing out an alarm. The loud tones of the alert echoed throughout the quiet village, echoing all throughout the valley. Alongside the EAS tones, a loud siren began blaring too.

"The Eternal Empire is issuing this Critical-Threat level announcement." Blared from Echo's speakers, the words echoing across the valley. "This warning is effective immediately and will continue into the foreseeable future. The Thakwaa Government has given the Eternal Empire clearance to issue this alert. The Eternal Empire is dedicated to protecting the public."

"Updates will be given at the top of every hour. The following instructions are vital to your safety. At this time, the Eternal Empire asks citizens to remain indoors and barricade any entrances and windows. Do not look outside."

"Due to a fatal biohazard event of unknown origin, an estimated 400 casualties have taken place within the first thirty minutes of activation. Stay away from large groups of people. Stay away from all individuals who appear to be behaving in an unusual way, or seem hostile. Citizens attempting to travel outdoors are advised to arm themselves and travel by speeder or any other fast moving vehicle. Travel by foot should be limited as much as possible and is heavily discouraged. Man-made structures provide the greatest protection. Wooded areas should be circumvented. All unusual noises and persons outside should not be investigated."

"Refuse all requests from persons trying to come inside."

"No matter how alive they may seem."

"Euthanization is considered a mercy. Persons exposed to it are no longer the people you know."

The message would then repeat, as the sirens continued wailing. Echo continued walking forward towards the group of infected and the two uninfected. Underneath his foot, he crushed an infected.

It had been too long since he had dealt with an infection. He forgot how much he enjoyed it.

 

[Taozi Fuyuan]

Objective: Connect
Attire: Gown || Mask
Location: In the forest
Tags: Open
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Being an odd one out was nothing new to Taozi, and the locals' curious stares meant nothing to her as she wandered away from the festival, into the woods. She had not dressed as a monster, as the locals did, but such attire did not suit her. It was... Distasteful to her to dress as such. Ever the one to overdress for an occasion, she had opted for a masquerade-like costume. The voice of a small child calling her a "fairy lady" were not missed, and instead brought a smile to her face as she wandered further into the woods.

Something was injured nearby, she could feel it's pain.

After a moment, she could no longer see the festival in the meadow, and the noise was but a faint whisper upon the wind as she drew close to the injured creature. The panicked chirping of a songbird echoed in the smallest of clearings as Taozi drew close. A broken wing was sure to be a death sentence for the little creature. Making quiet shushing sounds, Taozi began to give off an aura of calmness through the Force, soothing the bird before she picked it up.

"Poor thing, what happened to you?"

Cradling the small bird in one hand, Taozi smiled as it tilted its head at her. Soothing it more with a few gentle strokes down its back, Taozi's hand began to glow with a soft, warm, pink aura of light that flowed into the bird and bathed it in its light. Its hollow bones gently moved back in place, and knit themselves back together. The pain faded, and Taozi's left arm stopped its dull aching.

"Go on home now, little one... No running into trees, either."

The little bird chirped and flapped its wings with joy, before flying off deeper in the trees. Her task finished, Taozi sighed, and looked back towards the meadow. She could feel there were others in pain, somewhere. Whether she'd be able to reach them was up for debate, however.

 

[Anashja Tal]

Objective 2: Zombie Problems

Location: At 20000ft on route to valley
Equipment: Beskar'gam, lightsabers, healing supplies, 3 thermal detonators, ENCL-36 blaster
Tags: Felmorante L'lerim QEMD-15 Echo

Anashja was approaching the droo location when her comms pinged back in, someone was down there trying to communicate.

<<"Oh hey Anashja! How have you been? So this is Felmorante, and I'm here with...">>

Wow? Thought Anashja, of all the people in all the places. "Hi Felmorante, what are you doing out here? You know the party is about 8000km away right? It's nice to hear your voice though, please try not to get yourself killed please."

A second voice chimed into the communication, as QEMD-15 Echo listed his Designation her HUD updated with some of his performance characteristics, looks like the Empire was smiling on her today.

"I read you loud and clear 15, I am on approach, coming in hot from the west. Please forward your scan data on to my hud" she listen off her medical emergency military authorisation codes, she hoped he would respond in the affirmative. A gigantic unit like that was going going be very welcome "and remind me to send your commanders a fruit bouquet you beautiful Warbot."

She switched back to her comm with the young woman. "Felmorante, I am on my way to you now, could you kindly ask, Sergeant Pants to make sure the upper floor is clear for me, I am going to cut through the roof"

She began her final descent to the girl's location, as she approached closer she could see numerous contacts approaching the target building. She would land a few buildings over and cause some distraction before attempting to enter her genuine target. Maybe she could lead some of the monsters away.

She kicked her legs forward and landed with a bump, in a flash she had her rifle in her arms and was opening up on the walkers. Euthanasia? This felt more like murder, but in her quick reading of similar virus outbreaks, these things were rarely reversible. She wasn't the greatest shot but mandalorian standards, but she was good enough and was making kills quickly. As the walkers began moving on her location, she made sure to note their capabilities, no cutting a hole in the roof if they could leap their way up. Luckily that didn't seem to be the case.

As at least two dozen of the creatures moved further towards her, she clicked her heels and jumped over their heads onto the next roof, trying to coral them into a nice tight bundle "warbot, got a lovely little grouping over here if you would be so kind"
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[Eleena Salwa]

Location: Meadow
Attire: XxX
Tags: Ingrid L'lerim Credit Wizard Tovald Kahmen’’a Kahlil Noble
Direct Interaction: Trinity Harris

The luxury taxi airspeeder landed in a plume of smoke and out stepped the two lovers from the vehicle’s air-conditioned cabin, the astromech pilot chirping salutations before taking off, no doubt to transport other well-to-do clients. Clad in the costume of a dark nurse, which thematically aligned with her girlfriend’s costume of a dark angel, Eleena walked with Trinity into the venue, holding hands with her in an unmistakably romantic fashion.

“I think I like the meadow too.” She answered coyly, as they approached a table full of candy, perhaps one of the few which had not yet been cleared out by a certain Hutt. “I smell…” Eleena paused, taking in the pleasing aroma of cooking nerf wafting through the air, which was almost irresistible to her multiple stomachs. However, before she could say more, Trinity popped a treat into her mouth, the sweet taste of caramel and chocolate striking her taste buds in a sudden explosion of flavor.

To say the least, Eleena was very glad that riding jet swoops could be so energy intensive.

“Actually, I smell my favorite flower girl in the galaxy~” She said after Trinity’s kiss, a playful grin forming across her lips as she did, before returning her girlfriend’s kiss with one of her own.

“Buuut, I also smell nerf steak! This way! Let’s hurry!” Eleena giggled, as she pulled Trinity along to the nerf grills outside the mansion.

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud, Archon of the Primyn Group
Empress of Terraris, Supreme Commander of the Terraris Command, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Objective I.: Harvest Festival
Location: Harvest Festival's Mansion, Thakwaa
Equipment: Costume / Costume || Empyrean gland | OPBC-01m
Tags: Open

[ Nightmare ]
<"High Nelvaanian"> | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >> ​

Ingrid watched the events quietly as she sipped her drink over and over. Unfortunately, the alcohol had no effect because her body regenerated immediately, but at least the woman could feel its effect on her tongue for a few moments as well as its pungent taste. It was more than anything. As she looked around, the Empress saw several acquaintances here. She didn’t just think of celebrities, much more her own people, or the citizens of the empire. She knew who would be love this party very much, Eyjol

Her other son, who was born at the same time as Adrian, just Tubrok was his father. He was slowly five years old, time was running and passed too fast. Especially for the woman. They were happy with Tubrok, they could also take the twins home recently, two more children in the family who have Tubrok as their father, and there was Greg, who was rescued from the Nether by her. She always wanted a big family, albeit a little differently, but that wish came true. She already knew that all three of her other children, Eyjolf, Svala, and Arnulf, would be like Adrian. Shadow-born hybrids. Her old samples were also corrupt. Tubrok wasn't bothered by it, but she was a little annoyed.

But going back to the present, Ingrid talked to some politicians a bit, about the obligatory things she had to do as a ruler. In the meantime, she was thinking about going on a family vacation sometime. True, the woman could not rest, she did not know this concept. She always worked. Meanwhile, she noticed Kahlil Noble and Valery Noble . The Empress went to them.

"Welcome to both of you! Kahlil, we need to talk sometime about what happened on Panatha." she said, her voice was kind and caring, not cold and military. "But now I don't bother you. Enjoy the evening." she nodded to them as well, and unless the couple asked her to stay, she walked on.

 

[Valery Noble]

Vampires and Werewolves​

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Objective: Harvest Festival
Valery: Appearance
Costume: dress
Tag: Kahlil Noble Ingrid L'lerim

Valery was not the type to appear at parties at all and disliked ceremonies - especially if the spotlight turned to her for some reason. But despite this, she had managed to end up at them quite frequently recently. Although for this Halloween party, some convincing from her company was likely needed. Luckily, Kahlil Noble had the best puppy eyes.. quite literally too, in his werewolf costume.

With him going as a werewolf, the brunette decided to go as a vampire. She was wearing an appropriate black dress and even had her fake Vampire teeth set. Her orange eyes already made it look quite fitting, so she appeared to be quite the convincing Vampire.

"I've never been to a party like this.." she said in response to Kahlil, who she stayed close to for now. Her eyes were scanning the room, taking note of the people present and their costumes. Quickly, she'd notice Ingrid L'lerim stepping up to them. Valery hadn't met her before, but she appeared quite friendly.

At the mention of Panatha, she'd briefly eye Kahlil but then offered a smile to the woman.

"Thank you, I hope you have a lovely evening as well."

Then finally, she looked at Kahlil to see if he'd help them with introductions.

 

[Kahlil Noble]

"Don't worry. Usually I'm stealing away empresses or running from family at these, so I know about as much as you do." He cracked a grin, putting a rather playful spin on something that wasn't exactly the best of news. His parties as a child were.. Awful to say the least. Still, this was the first time he'd ever gone to a party with someone. Kahlil reached down, briefly squeezing Valery Noble 's hand.

Just as Ingrid L'lerim approached.

The man's posture stiffened as conflict washed over his features. Right, Panatha. His grip on Valery's hand tightened a little. Before he knew it, he was panicking. It wasn't truly visible on his features, but the smile he forced was clearly fake to those who knew him. This was a problem he didn't want to face yet.

"Later, indeed. .. Ah! This is Valery Noble. Valery, this is Ingrid. Empress of the Eternals."

 

[Subject 002 Tarnish]

Objective: 1
Tags: Taozi Fuyuan , Open

This festival was a time for celebration, and a time for dressing up as scary monsters. Some people were more lucky than others... They only needed to dress up to look like a monster. Others aren't as lucky...

As Taozi Fuyuan mended the bird's wing, she would be able to hear a soft, quiet sobbing from nearby. She would be able to feel the the sorrow, and the pain radiating from the source of the sobbing. This would continue as she healed the bird's wing, the sobbing continuing.

As she let the bird go, and as the bird flew off, a long, spindly, white arm reached out from behind a tree and snatched the bird with surprising quickness and accuracy. The arm was far longer than any normal humanoid arm. Then, slowly, the figure slowly stepped into view, stepping out from behind the tree. The massive, pale-white humanoid stood tall and imposing. Their arms were weirdly disproportional to their body, their arms nearly as long as their massive body. The thing was incredibly skinny, with bones clearly visible. It lacked hair, and its eyes were pale white. It still held the bird in its hand, the small bird chirping in distress.

The tall thing looked at Taozi, looking at her, examining her. Then, the thing screamed. A horrible, pain-filled wail of anguish. The thing sobbed, and shielded its face with its large hands.

"DON'T LOOK AT ME!" It cried, sobbing in anguish. Through the Force, it could be felt that the creature was feeling pain, anguish, embarrassment, and fear. Its grip tightened around the bird in its hand as it continued sobbing.

 

[Trinity Harris]

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Spoiler: Tonight's Outfit

Location: Arriving in the meadow
Objective: Have fun and flirt
Tags: Eleena Salwa

Trinity was glad to be here and her girl looked absolutely gorgeous tonight, she blushed a little at being called her favourite flower girl, but you couldn't see that under the pale makeup she was wearing.

She too could smell the meat cooking in the air, she loved these events, something about truly rustic cooking out in the elements. As the two girls arrived at the grill hand in hand the smell was overwhelming.

"Oh dear Eleena, I wonder how you will cope tonight?" She said in mock concern "will you still fancy me once you see the mess I make of myself at one of these grills?" She laughed, she supposed if she could cope with that it would make her a keeper?

there was a bit of a queue as a heavy set man at the front took his time deciding whether to have that third scoop of gravy on his roll, but it wouldnt be long before it was their turn.

"What are you going to have first? My parents used to drag us to these things all the time," she said with a nostalgic twinkle in her eyes "I am having a big, rare steak with all the trimmings," she said hungrily. "Dad let the child with the best grades that month have first pick on the steaks." She had a a cheeky grin on her face, knowing it was nearly always her. She had two siblings that she had mentioned a couple of times to Eleena. The Twi'lek had stayed quite private about her own family, but Trinity didn't worry, some people were just private and they had all the time in the world to find out these things.

The large man turned and looked at the two of them, he was dressed as what looked like an old battle droid but had his face plate up to order his food. He looked the two attractive women up and down and gave a lecherous grin, but it seemed he didn't quite have the confidence to say what he was feeling as he muttered something under his breath before walking off.

It was their turn next.

 

[Eleena Salwa]

Location: Meadow
Attire: XxX
Direct Interaction: Trinity Harris

The scent of cooking nerf grew ever more pungent and irresistible to the swoop ace, so used to eating from food synthesizers or ration packs that the smell of cooking meat was quite tempting, but also somewhat novel to her. Eleena had eaten nerf before, but it was something about the occasion, perhaps the overall festive atmosphere or the fact that she was with someone she loved, which made it all the more exciting. This was far different from just a good meal at chow time, but rather, something more stimulating, an experience which she might remember for the rest of her life.

“Come on, we have to get in front of-” Eleena began excitedly, stopping as a heavyset man got in front of them and began to put food on his plate, with somewhat frustrating slowness.

“Not if I make an even bigger mess of myself!” The Twi’lek replied, a hungry grin manifesting across her pale features in playful challenge. “With how you kiss my lekku in all the right places, I thought you’d know that we’re hardly graceful eaters, anthropologist.” Eleena continued with a giggle. "I have multiple stomachs and they’re all empty.” She finished in a soft, yet also distinctly carnal tone, possibly hinting at something more than just food.

She smiled somewhat awkwardly as Trinity spoke of her family, still feeling somewhat anxious that her girlfriend might insist on knowing of hers, which to her credit, she hadn’t. Nevertheless, there was still a sense of paranoia, derived from the various stories she had heard of strand-casts being rejected or dumped by naturals. Fortunately, the scientist didn’t seem like the type, but Eleena hadn’t yet developed that level of trust with her.

At some point, she would have to.

“I’m going medium rare, I think.” Eleena answered.

The heavyset man’s lecherous grin almost went unnoticed to Eleena, as she stepped forward to get her food, selecting a large cut of medium rare nerf steak, complete with roasted potatoes and dinner rolls…

Then, came the dessert station.

 

[Ingrid L'lerim]

Lady Ingrid L’lerim Ragal Terassi Vandiir
Eternal Empress of the Eternal Empire, Lord Commander of the Wardens of the Shroud, Archon of the Primyn Group
Empress of Terraris, Supreme Commander of the Terraris Command, Head of the House L’lerim, CEO of the HPI Consortium​

Objective I.: Harvest Festival
Location: Harvest Festival's Mansion, Thakwaa
Equipment: Costume / Costume || Empyrean gland | OPBC-01m
Tags: Kahlil Noble | Valery Noble | Open

[ Nightmare ]
<"High Nelvaanian"> | ~ telepathic communication ~ | << comm. channel >> ​

The moment Kahlil called her only Ingrid in front of others, the woman's posture suddenly changed. Within a second she became rigid, her posture became military, her immediacy also ceased, just as her gaze also became strict, now the soldier, the Empress stood in front of the pair, not Ingrid. Not to mention that she stepped back a few. Even with Kahlil, she behaved this way for a very long time; this was the woman's general behaviour with strangers and anyone who was not close to her.

"Lady Ingrid L'lerim, nice to meet you Miss Noble!" her voice was now cold and military as she held out her hand to Valery.

Ingrid was not intentionally "hostile" to her; this was her normal behaviour with others. And she noticed how Kahlil had reacted to what she had said. As an agent and spy, she read well in the body languages.

"Calm down, I don't want to scold you. If that were the case, we would be talking in a completely different place and circumstances." she indicated that the man had attacked her and that she should have therefore brought him to court. "I just want to analyse and discuss what happened there so something like this doesn't happen again." she offered, however her voice was still cold.

She could not do or offer more than this in this situation…

 

[Valery Noble]

Vampires and Werewolves​

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Objective: Harvest Festival
Valery: Appearance
Costume: dress
Tag: Kahlil Noble Ingrid L'lerim

Valery chuckled at Kahlil's comment and smiled a little as he squeezed her hand. But she also noticed a shift in his behavior when Ingrid approached and brought up Panatha. Feeling his grip on her hand tightening up, Valery leaned into him a little as if to tell him 'it's alright'.

But looking between the two, it seemed that it wasn't just Kahlil who changed in exterior and behavior. The woman adjusted her stance and tone quite noticeably at the mention of her name. Valery couldn't help but blink in response to the entire atmosphere of the conversation changing so suddenly.

Despite this, she offered Ingrid a warm smile. "The pleasure is mine, Lady L'lerim." she said as she took the offered hand and shook it. Instinctively from being a Jedi, this came with a respectful dip of her head as well.

She then went quiet again and looked between the two as they continued their conversation about Panatha. Whatever happened there, it seemed to spark quite the reaction.