[IC] Secluded Paradise

[Trainer N]

Opening Festival!

The warm season of summer seemed to opening be upon the island. Lush, green leafs decorated the tall trees. The forests and environment of the island was full of life. For those who had arrived on the island, a festival would be held to commemorate their new lives. The opening festival would be held for three nights in a row. For those three nights, the sky would be illuminated by fireworks of iridescent and opulent colors. Many colorful stands had been set up by the civilians and workers. Candied apples and firework stands, among other tiny, temporary shops selling knick knacks, had been put up. Different districts of the island were holding different festivities. The island was awake at night, and it seemed that everyone was out and about...

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Gilbert Nightray lifted his head to stare up at the lively fireworks that illuminated the night sky. It seemed that even the stars, which gleamed coldly, were being blocked out by the rich, colorful lights. Being in such a new place, with much of his memories hazed out, had alarmed him at first. But there appeared to be no way off the island, even though he had not yet given up hope to return to his old life. The more time passed, the more he was certain that he had a life off of the island. That feeling only strengthened with the arrival of Vincent. Although the two weren't exactly on the best of terms, even Gilbert had to acknowledge the fact that it made him feel reassured to see a familiar face in the crowd. Not that most of the people here were unfriendly... But it seemed to be in his nature not to immediately trust others around him. He wasn't going to easy make friends with anyone here.

His piercing golden gaze flickered away from the night sky, and down back to ground level. He was near the back of some of the stands, where the lights weren't as bright or festive. The air was cooler back here, away from the huddled masses of people. The night provided him with time to think. As he leaned against a tall, fallen wooden log, his eyes closed momentarily. A small headache from all of the noise had begun to reach him, which was why he had sought out a quieter place to gather his thoughts.

[Gummi Bunnies]

~Beatrice, The Endless Witch~

It was remarkable, something that she found new and refreshing. It was something that never occurred during the repeating cycle of the Rokkenjima incident, something that never occurred during her time in a realm that most would never understand. Just thinking about that realm did make her wonder on how she was sent here. Was she only a mere copy of Beatrice, a game piece? Or was she simply in some unknown gameboard controlled by the Voyager Witches? She shook her head, it was quite a confusing mess to even think about, and pushed those thoughts to the deepest depths of her mind.

Despite wearing her flamboyant ballgown, the Endless Witch rested herself on one of the grassy hills of this island, watching all sorts of colorful lights burst out in the night sky. Sure, it felt lonely with him not around, but she didn't exactly like the crowds back to where the festival stands and other kinds of celebrations were occurring. She just... felt shy around big crowds, and it was a whole other thing if some people didn't accept the concept of magic.

"Heh... at this rate, I'll be some local hermit. Not that I mind that, but..." Beatrice chuckled to herself. That could be a possibility... Glancing over to her right, she saw a lone flower growing next to her. It was a unique flower, something different than the usual roses that she surrounded herself with. With great interest for it, she decided to pluck it right off of it's roots, maybe she could use it as a hair ornament so she wouldn't be using that same rose pin all of the time.



"Oh... it smells wonderful too..." she comments on the flower's aroma, peaking her interest for it. Before she could examine the flower even more, it turns out that her alone time had taken an end...

"Lady Beatrice. I brought over some snacks for you from the festival stands," the voice of her butler, Ronove, caught her attention, almost startling her at first. After getting over her momentary surprise, she looks over to see that he had all sorts of snacks for her, such as candy apples, assorted chocolates, cinnamon rolls, and of course...

"I see, and of course, you included tea for me. Why thank you," the witch says in gratitude as she takes the flatter of all of the snacks that Ronove had brought over for her. Setting down on the grass next to her, she looked over to her side to where her butler was, but saw that he had disappeared in a cluster of golden butterflies by then. Shrugging to herself, she takes a taste of the snacks, some of them were ones that she hasn't even seen before. Though, for a moment, she could had sworn that the bushes behind her had rustled a bit, but figured it was only the wind.

Either way, she thought a little picnic at the grassy hill would sum up her festival experience.

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~Erika Furudo~

"Good... very good..." a certain detective says to herself as she hides behind one of the festival stands, a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other. Out of all times, it made you wonder on what she was up to... Jotting down notes onto her notebook, she keeps a close eye out for anybody that might try to look at her confidential business. It was one thing to find suspicious activity, but for someone to purposefully peep at her work was a whole different thing!

Now that she had proper notes regarding the Endless Witch, she might as well monitor some of the other festival-goers for anything interesting to note. Heck, she only was glad that there was a festival because that meant that it would bring all of the islanders to one place. She didn't even care if she were in some unknown island, this place was just asking for a detective to go and learn all sorts of things and investigate abnormalities!

Quick on her feet despite wearing heels, Erika scurried over to take cover behind a garbage bin, her pen hand ready to write down anything that she happens to find here. She toughed out the terrible smell for now, because she had some research material to observe!

...gotcha... the detective thought to herself as she saw someone (Gilbert) that happened to isolate himself from the crowded festivities.

@Trainer N

[GreatSalmon]

In his mind, none could describe the festival's beauty.

Compared to the festival, the beach was a quiet wasteland void of light. The cooled sand, the chilly breeze that lethargically passed through, Kigro's sniffled nose, one would think the beach a terrible place to camp. It saddened him to remember that people thought this way.

The festival's explosion of sound and life was enjoyable yes, but he preferred comfort over fun. That wasn't to say that Kigro wasn't enjoying any of the festival. Past the raised terrain sat the carnival in full bloom. The sight of it's warm colors, accompanied by the soft hums of it's people and attractions, made for a beautifully subtle sight. The small bursts of light and sound that flew above it's picture furthered in the sight's excellence.

It perplexed him, how could people be so mesmerized by the festival when they were so close to it? Not to say the festival wasn't a treat, but why would you squint at a painting when you could step back and see it fully?That was their minds, not his, and he had no problem with the extra space.

Kigro shifted more into chilled sand as he pulled the blanket to hug his shoulders further. He took a sip of some hot chocolate and rested the steam producing mug on the pillow next to him. Despite him doing this for years now, he could definitely say that this year's festival was for sure the best yet. A few more minutes of watching the fireworks and he reached for his mug. When he found it empty, he reached over to the thermos and poured himself another. The drink puffed up a small poof a smoke in gratification. Kigro let it rest on the sand this time; he was pretty sure that it would melt someone's tongue off if they drank it currently.

His head lowered and his grin widened as another light slithered in the air and popped.

[Trainer N]

That terrible, itching feeling of being watched and observed hit Gilbert like a brick to the face. Due to being in... an organization (which he could not quite recall the name of right now. Blast these clouded memories.) The peacefulness of the his secluded spot had been shattered. He instinctively dug into one of his jacket's pockets, trying to retrieve a box of cigarettes, but he found none. A bit irked that he had forgotten he was trying to quit, he withdrew his hand from his pocket and gave a small sigh after coming up empty handed.

Often, he smoked as a reaction to stress... Until he had decided to actually quit. Nonetheless, he still carried a gun with him, and had his chain Raven to summon if a threat did truly emerge. If whoever or whatever was observing him was dangerous, he'd definitely be able to defend himself against most assaults. But for now, he had enough of being spied on. His eyebrows furrowed into a scowl and his contemplative gaze became cold.

"Cut the crap and come out from where you're hiding." He commanded in a gruff tone, golden eyes glaring around the area. He was purely going on the utter feeling and suspicion that someone was watching him, but didn't quite know for sure. The youthful-looking man dragged his gaze towards the trashcan, but moved over it, not really able to tell where exactly this mystery stalker was actually hidden.

[McHaggis]

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[Gummi Bunnies]

~Erika Furudo~

After a few seconds, she jotted down some notes on this guy, who seemed relatively average thus far. This kind of work came naturally to her. Observing her surroundings, taking notes, and then making her speculations. It was like her dream job, and she had it. Hell, she was even that worked up for it, she didn't even notice until the last second that she's been found out.

...alright, nothing much on him so far...guess I might have to look at this matter a little long-

"Cut the crap and come out from where you're hiding."

...shit!



Never. Never never never... has the "Great Detective" been caught before! It was simply ridiculous! However, she didn't want to seem like a threat either, or that would spell bad news to her reputation...if she had one around here. Before he could even figure out who it was in the first place, the young detective leapt out of her hiding spot, doing a little 'dramatic' pose along with her reveal.



"Crap? Let me tell you, I'm just a detective doing research! And I'm not just some lousy detective, but I'm the great detective Erika Furudo!" she proclaimed, closing her notebook as she did a little curtsy near the end of her sentence. Well, she was that proud of her self-proclaimed title, but in her head, she was also taking mental notes too. She didn't want to miss anything that could contribute to her 'research.'

@Trainer N

[Mtntopview]

Ah the festival. Full of fun things and fun people. Well, not for Rumble. He thought everyone there were jerks. Jerks manning the stalls, providing security, even cleaning out the lavatories (not that he ever needed to use them). Sure, there were plenty of things for him to have fun destroying, but apparently people didn't like that. When he tried using his piledrivers to smash the other cars in the dodgems ride, the attendant asked him to leave. Of course, rather than leave politely he shoved her down and fled. Of course, that had been an accident. He had only meant to push her out of the way. Of course, he forgot how weak the locals were here. Jerks, what did they think they were doing by being so weak?

Now he found himself standing in front of the strongman game. It was a simple little contraption that was supposed to register how strong the user was. It sounded like fun to Rumble. After waiting for the other jerks in line in front of them (all of them sizable human males trying to impress their mates) he finally had his chance. Rather than use the provided hammer, he pulled out his trusty piledrivers and slammed one of them down on the pad where normally the hammer was supposed to strike.

"Prepare to crumble, before Rumble!"

With the insane weight from the blow, the machine literally broke. The arm broke off the base and sent the puck flying towards the bell. However, rather than stop like it should have, it was going so fast that it could be compared to an armor piercing round. With little effort it made a hole in the bell instead of ringing it, and the puck went flying up into the dark sky.

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Frank was having a fairly nice time at the carnival. His wife and children really seemed to enjoy it, taking part in numerous rides. Currently they were on the chair swing, which he backed down on. So he found himself waiting on a bench for the ride to end and his family to return. It was about then that he noticed some sort of blur flying overhead. He just assumed it was a bird or a bat flustered by fireworks. Then it impacted his leg. Pain shot through his body as the puck bounced off and landed on the other side of the bench, and he was forced to shout the first thing that came to his mind.

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"MY LEG!!!"

Rumble gave a sheepish look to the other people there. The attendant seemed to be pissed, while the other men were giving looks of envy. Perhaps he should have just used the hammer like he was supposed to? Oh well. He soon fled before security could be called and take him in or make him leave.

[Trainer N]

"...Never heard of you." The chain contractor stated with a small, slightly exasperated sigh. That headache was beginning to return... The situation Gilbert had found himself in was just really strange. He guessed he had really been in many strange situations before, because for some reason, this weird girl didn't really phase him that much. She seemed slightly taken aback. Was this the type of thing she did often? "What are you doing going around stalking people?" His expression was one of being weirded out. The crinkle in his eyebrows made him look like maybe he didn't even want to know what she was up to. Maybe it would be better if he just told her to scram.

"Is there any crime really worth investigating on this island, anyways?" He questioned skeptically, raising an eyebrow at her. While he wasn't exactly educated on what a detective's occupation entailed, he highly doubted that tailing random people for no reason was on the list of their duties. "Go 'investigate' someone else, will you?" Gilbert stated, rubbing the back of his head with his gloved hand. This girl really hadn't done a good job of making a good first impression.

[Gummi Bunnies]

~Erika Furudo~

Even if she hasn't said a thing other than her intro, the detective was distinctly annoyed that he didn't recognize her at all and even questioned if there was much for her to do here. How dare he? How dare he question her detective status?! From what she gathered on him thus far, he just seemed to be that type that didn't like big crowds, as well as having a subtle relation to smoking.

"...I'll have you know that it's import-" the detective was going to say until someone happens to yell out in pain.

"MY LEG!!!"

Great, so something happened while she wasn't there. For all she knew, someone could had done some dreadful crime! If her hearing got this correct, that shout came from the carnival section of the festival. Perhaps if she booked it over to that area, she wouldn't miss too much.

"...actually, I appear to be needed elsewhere. Sorry about that mister," Erika dismisses herself from the area, and then instantly sprinting towards the festivities. ...made you wonder how she could run that fast with heels on? Either way, she finally has a chance at doing some real investigating!

Running past the crowds and sometimes accidentally pushing people over, the detective saw that on one of the attractions, the puck was missing for the strongman game and that the bell literally had a hole through it as if the puck was just launched up into the sky. Well, that was odd. The blue-haired detective jotted down these new notes for this possible new case into a fresh page on her notebook, but where would the possible suspects be at?

[nerminator]

L

L had just arrived at the festival, it was a rather ok festival, L had a tendency to hate them, they were just too loud and too crowded, someone could easily commit a crime and get away with it due to the big amount of people

and then someone had yelled MY LEG!! out loud in a cry of robotic pain. L broke into a sprint to find out who had screamed in pain, but however he came across a pretty much destroyed machine and a tiny robotic midget who almost made L Laugh like crazy at the sight of him

Well..hello I see you have destroyed a machine, can you please tell me why you have destroyed it? L asked,

He connected the two dots and made a guess that there is a 90% chance the robot destorying the machine was related to the person screaming about his leg

[Trainer N]

Vincent Nightray really wasn't one for festivities. No matter how many he was forced to attend, he always seemed to hate the crowds. These types of festivals were unfamiliar to him. All he wanted to do was spend the night with his brother... But blast! The raven-haired man seemed to be hiding away from all of the unpleasant noise and people. Vincent couldn't really blame him, most of the time the women clustered around him. Sighing heavily, Vincent strayed away from the obnoxiously bright lights and the ridiculously loud people. More fireworks burst in the night sky. Vincent found himself on a grassy pathway, beside the beach... The blond gazed out at the serene waves and listened to the blissful noise of the waves crashing against the sandy terrain.

It almost made him want to smile. Consumed by an unfamiliar desire, Vincent broke away from the pathway, and climbed down a cement stairway to the sand. He walked closer to the waves, feeling himself strangely lulled into tranquility. He didn't know how long he had been walking, when he spotted a sitting figure in the distance. Perhaps another person who had chosen to step away from the festival? Some others might ave chosen to get away from the busy, bustling crowds... It ceased to matter. Vincent placed his curiosity behind him and continued on his way forward, maybe not even going to attempt to speak with the seated stranger.

@GreatSalmon

[Vortex]

Peter

A sharp pain came across Peters back as he was thrown onto the soft grass of the island. Peter sqeeuzed his eyes shut and rolled over in the pain as he tryed to gather his senses as to what just happened. Peter calmed himself and listened to the sounds around him, it did not take him long to hear the fireworks going overhead. He would deny if asked but for the next few moments a wave a fear came over Peter as he never heard of or seem fireworks before and he instantly asssumed he was in the midst of battle and had fallen of his horse or knocked down by some valiant opposition.

His mind telling him not to do it for it feared to know what the situation was, Peter forced his eyes open and was met by a wave of flashing yellow lights, not unsimilar to those made by gunpowder. What Peter found odd, although also incredibly relieving, however was that these flashes of gunpowder were being directed not across the feild as you would find in war but instead into the sky, as if the assilants wished to besiege the sky itself. Tearing his eyes away from the battle in the sky he examined the rest of surrondings and all fear was swept away as he saw that he was in no battle but rather some strange a foregin festival with a multitude of people in curious clothing.

"MY LEG!!!"

Peter stood up and spun his head back and forth in a attempt to figure out what just happened. Could the man crying in pain be a casulty from the sky battle? Perhaps more imporantly if there was a battle being waged in the sky why were these people in this festival acting so calmly? There was only one way to find out and Peter made his way to the now small crowd gathered around the man to do so.

[BranchOfSin]

Meliodas: Beach

"You're 84-85-91, Hahaha, Damm." A slap could be heard from the end of town, a lady running away. A young man, whom appeared to be 16 years of age, could be seen scratching his cheek. 'Man, there it goes again. I was just teasing. Haha, I guess the carnival started, Might as well make my way there. But first..' The young man grabbed the sword that was on his back, A broken sword with a dragon handle. He put the sword in front of him. He felt that this sword would make him remember all about his past. He put it away. The sword helped him discover his abilities, which was hard. Meliodas began to make his way to the carnival.

Carnival: Meliodas

"The Sweet Scent of Ladies and Fireworks, Man, This feels nice!" Meliodas arrived at the carnival, inhaling the fresh air. He began to walk around the crowd when he saw a girl about roughly 17-16 Years of age, although this was just Meliodas' Intuition. He walked up to her. "Hello There, Miss. Who would you be?"

@McHaggis

Issei Hyoudo: Somewhere Near Carnival

'I am...Dragon Emperor....Boosted Gear.....Remember....Hyodou!' A man with brown hair jumped off the grass, small leafy plants layed on his hair. He shook his head. 'It's that stupid Dream again. Dragon Emperor, what the hell is that. I'd rather have a lady in front of me right now. Guess that's just the nature of the world.' Issei dusted himself and began to walk towards the Carnival when he noticed a man. @Trainer N He walk up to that man. "Hello, I'm Hyoudo Issei, nice to meet you."

[Trainer N]

Gilbert was slightly caught off guard once more as another unfamiliar approached. However, this boy seemed to be friendlier and less... eccentric than that self-proclaimed detective had been. Gilbert's golden gaze looked at Issei for a short moment, after the boy introduced himself to Gilbert in a friendly, and open way. He gave a slight, momentary frown, feeling his hands crave the feeling of having a cigarette in then. He looked back up towards the newcomer, before introducing himself in a polite, abet reserved tone.

"Gilbert." He simply stated. "Back at you." He gazed back towards the festival's many lights, and was wondering why the boy wasn't there instead of back here. Despite Gilbert's attempts to remain alone, people still seemed to be finding him. At least it wasn't Vincent. He still felt awkward and a bit uncoordinated around his brother, despite knowing him for ages. The years where they had perhaps been split apart prevented Gilbert from getting close to his brother. "This festival is exhausting." The raven-haired man mused. For the last couple of days, since he woke up here, people had been making a big deal of the festival. Gilbert closed his tired eyes and leaned back against the fallen log some more.

[BranchOfSin]

Issei Hyoudo

Issei nodded, as his left arm began to pulsate a Dragonic Aura. He put his hand on the arm. He felt weak, as his arm began to glow red. "Yeah, what's the point in this carnival, we should just focus some of out time into figuring out who we are. Maybe you had the same problem, about the loss of memory thing. Anyways, this carnival is just a waste of time." Attempting to hold back his thing, or armament from appearing. A sudden flash of red light filled Issei's eyes. Once he opened them, there it was, his dragon gauntlet. "You have got to be kidding me, again?! Just why does it appear whenever it wants, it's just a gauntlet."
@Trainer N

[MagusDream]

Kula Alexandrite
Location: Festival Square

Kula had already watched the show of fireworks. He had been enchanted with all of them, with a vision from the top of a cliff near the festival square. However, the bloodcurling scream from before had made him run down the hill in order to find who did screamed. The commontion had called the attention of many, so it would be resolved eventually. However, he was willing to know more of what had happened. so he quietly stood near the surroundings.

Those people seem to be resolving the case here. I do wonder what is happening, though., he thought, being really curious. He doesn't have fear to approach and talk with people, but those weren't simple persons that would ignore the fact that a fox was talking with them, let alone being dressed and standing in two feet. The small prince decided to watch from the far, while trying to call the less attention possible.

[eemmtt]

Mizn went between watching the fire works and trying selling some small clockwork machines to some people. Seeing that no one was interested in his wears he went back to looking at the fireworks.
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Jericus Ignace wiped the counter of the the bar finding a quite moment in the people coming in to his bar. 'At this rate they will will drink my entire stock," he mused to him self looking over the mass amount of patrons he had.

[Gummi Bunnies]

~Erika Furudo~

Holding her notebook up to her face, Erika grinned with great interest as she spots two others. A man and a robot that was slightly around 10 feet tall or so. That wasn't really something you see everyday, but, she was going to take the chance and try to see if she could get some info on what occurred.

"Excuse me~, apologies if I am too straightforward, but I do have one curious question. What occurred back there? I heard someone cry out in pain, and it sounded pretty serious as well," the detective asks, keeping a focused and relaxed facial expression and tone of voice...

Who wouldn't want to answer a question to someone that was being so polite as her?

@Mtntopview @nerminator

[Stephanie Dola]

" Hmmmm, I just don't get humans. Do you, Altrouge? "

Arcueid was standing on top of the hill, looking over at the crowd that forming around the man who was crying in pain about his leg. She was eating cotton candy that she had gotten earlier, and while she didn't really get humans, she did understand that they made really tasty food. Cotton candy had to be one of the greatest things human's have made, right?

She didn't remember much, but she did remember that the girl next to her was her sister, Altrouge. Altrouge was the older one between the two, and the age gap between the two was fairly sizable. Besides that, Arc didn't really remember much on her life before arriving on this island earlier this morning. At least she had her big sister with her, right? What could possibly go wrong as long as she has her big sister looking over her?

That's how their relationship was, right?

" I mean, what's the point in screaming when you're hurt? Why do people bother crowding around him? He is already hurt, so it isn't like you're missing something happen. You've been awake longer than I have, so do you understand it? "

[Mtntopview]

Random human male:

As a crowd grew around him, the man quickly found himself in a situation he wasn't interested in. Of course his leg still hurt, but it was damn well embarrassing to have so many people fussing over him. So after repeated promises that he was okay, he limped off away from the group surrounding him. He could always rendezvous with his family later. Right now he needed to focus on walking out the pain. While it didn't seem like it had broken anything, it would probably leave a really nasty bruise.

((Don't try and interact with this random character. I have no interest in continuing it))

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With Rumble:

Wow. The jerks had caught onto him rather quickly. After nearly slamming into the first jerk, which took careful acrobatics to avoid harming him, another jerk had started asking questions. He really couldn't catch a break tonight. Someone had been hurt? Well sucked for them. They shouldn't have been so unlucky. He wasn't responsible for gravity.

"Blow it out your exhaust port. Ain't my fault you insects are so weak!" Rumble then continued to leave, still sure that security would be after him. A valid point, seeing as how he 'accidentally' injured a man and damaged one of the rides. If they weren't intending to kick him out, they no doubt would be interested in hearing his view of the things. Unluckily for them, he was in no mood to talk to any jerk rule enforcer.

@Gummi Bunnies @nerminator