paixaorpg | Foundation Day Festival: Games Area

Character(s): anybody playing games
Content: people play carnival games
Setting: Joco da Crianca Fairgrounds, games area
Time: all day~
Warnings: Multithreaded posting format (please include time of day and sub-location in your comment's subject line)

Scattered through the western half of the fairgrounds are the game tents. They've got everything, from knocking over bottles to darts to a dunk tank; if you can think of it, chances are they have it. There's even a "Guess Your Age Or Weight" booth. Typically there is more than one game to a tent. This is a very loud area, with all of the games staff calling at once to get people to come over.

Naturally, there are prizes for those who win, ranging from little knickknacks and candies to giant stuffed animals - nothing particularly useful, but a lot of cute things.

The piece de resistance is a 25-foot Ferris wheel. It seats two to a car (three if you squeeze), and children under four and a half feet tall aren't allowed to ride without an adult.

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Karst fidgeted. How could Ivan stay so analytical when people were disappearing? It was good that Laharl had escaped, though-- not because he was any friend of hers, but because he was, like Sephiroth and the furry creature called Timon, a leader and one widely considered knowledgeable about Paixao.

And like a good leader, he'd already made the next plans, while Karst had been too distressed and caught up in the moment to even think of thinking ahead. Foolish girl, she scolded herself. She'd have to make a real plan after this festival, one that didn't simply consist of gathering information.

"I saw Piers leave the festival," she answered. How many times in the time since the disappearances had she explained that? "It wasn't until after Felix vanished that I tried finding either one through the journals, and by then he was gone, too." And she'd been so anxious about talking to Felix, too... "Do you really think the Organization was involved in that?"

But, as Death had said in the journals, if the Organization was not responsible for some of the disappearances, it raised the question of who or what was.

Ivan lowered his eyes a little, fishing for a good answer in his head. "We can't rule it out. I mean, how else could they have disappeared so quickly?" he said after a second.

His mind drifted back to what Laharl had told him earlier. Drowning in darkness. The organization had put him through a lot, and Ivan hated the idea that they could be subjecting his other friends to the same kind of torture even as they spoke. Even worse was that, right now, there wasn't much he could do about it.

The faintest hint of a plan suddenly occurred to her, and she wondered-- not aloud-- whether having escaped, Laharl could find his way back to the place where the captured had been held prisoner... or tell someone else where to do so. It would be daring and dangerous and risky, but if they could slow down the Organization by destroying their base... But that could invite what some people might speak of as "terrible retribution", and Karst knew caution well enough not to speak about her plan. Instead, she shook her head.

"But why would the Organization want Felix? He doesn't know anything about Paixao yet, and he didn't... he..." This part was going to be difficult to explain, since she didn't quite have the words for it. "I spoke to someone in the journals who claimed to be one world's spirit of Death, and he said that some people were being brought to Paixao not only from different worlds, but from different times, too. That... that we were talking to Felix from right after the events at Venus Lighthouse... that he was much younger than Felix as we last remembered him."

Thinking of Felix's age made Karst remember and wonder about her own. How long had she been in Paixao?

Death? That threw Ivan a bit off balance for a second, but of course, after demons and talking animals, the spirit of Death was the logical next step, wasn't it?

But... a Felix from an entirely different time? That took him a few seconds to wrap his head around. He'd known that Felix didn't remember anything past what had happened at the Venus Lighthouse, but he'd never considered that it might be because, from his friend's perspective, none of it had happened yet. "I just thought he'd been hit with amnesia," he mused, putting a hand to his chin. The more he thought on it, though, the more plausible it sounded. He was beginning to get used to all the weirdness here.

Karst had a point, though. What could the Organization want with Felix? Or with Piers, for that matter? Sure, Piers was Lemurian and probably older than all the rest of them combined, but... he didn't let that get around. As for Felix, he had no idea, either.

"What could they want with anybody they've taken, though?" he asked, after a moment. "Syaoran seemed pretty ordinary, too, and Bloo's just like a kid..." His concern showed in his voice. Both of them had been missing longer than Laharl had, and he still wasn't any closer to finding either one.

((o-orz... this is so belated, I'm sorry))

Foundation Day Festival: Games Area

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