YEAR OF THE TIGERDRAGON

[vengaboy]

No matter what language you speak, no matter what country or universe you reside in, a mysterious letter has found its way to you. Those who can read it will recognize it as an ornately scripted Japanese new year's invitation; those who don't might not even know these elaborate squiggles mean anything at all. Either way, when you look up from the neatly folded paper, you're probably nowhere near home anymore.

Where is this?! When is this?! Welcome to Japan as it was kinda, sorta, just shy of the year 1600, esteemed guests! If it somehow feels like it isn't even the right month anymore, that's because local time and date is still on the lunar system. It's fine. New Year's parties are New Year's parties.

And those parties mean alcohol! Music! Dancing! Feasting! Don't be shy! There are a number of attendants in colourful livery nearby, eagerly expecting an influx of new guests. They're all friendly enough, but they don't seem to bear the crest of any particular clan and sharp-eyed visitors may catch the briefest glimpse of a striped fluffy tail or a foxy grin... or is it a trick of the light? If you want nothing to do with any of this, they might pout a little but will send you home without any problem. But if you choose to follow them beyond the gates, get ready for one hell of a night. The only kind of explanation you get for what's going on is that the Takeda and Date clans have set aside their rivalries for a night of PEACE AND PARTY and everyone's invited. What does that mean? Go find out for yourself.

Of course folks from all over have been invited to this thing, but outnumbering the other guests by far are a bunch of rowdy samurai types, some in their armour, many in more formal robes, several proudly bearing banners of red or blue. Nobody appears to have any weapons on them, but if any guest takes that as an opportunity to start some shit they're going to be swarmed in like two seconds, so... maybe don't do that. However! There is plenty of space outside to spar in, if that's your thing! Or you can stay inside and drink, eat, enjoy the music, exchange raunchy stories, be an awkward wallflower, drink some more, witness some weird and kind of horrific family bonding, watch the unique display of gun- and canonfire alongside the fireworks, explore the scenic countryside outside of the compound, listen to some smug asshole in an eyepatch and some kid in red scream really loud at eachother, get playfully bullied into taking part in a ceremony you know nothing about, drain a bottle or two, flirt with famous historical figures, or... whatever you want!

All fandoms, all mediums, AUs, doubles, OCs, etc are all fair play here! Invite your friends! Invite your dog! Go nuts! Just slap a warning up if any threads take a particularly violent or sexy turn. Or both. I ain't judging.

LET'S PARTY!

Comments

[vengaboy]

[At least whistling with a mouthful of fingers is a thing real people can do in real life. There's Talent, and then there's complete Bullshit, and guess which one the One-Eyed Dragon has oodles of?

Masamune points three thick drumsticks at Chisa, his grin looking downright manic plastered all over his flushed, sweaty face, and he whistles right back.]

There we go! I like your spirit! Yeah!!

[He tosses one handful of sticks high over his head, then the other, and then himself with a ridiculously high and kinda dangerous-looking backflip. Of course he catches each stick one by one before he hits the ground, and when he lands he finishes up with one last round of going completely nuts on every drum in range.

Then he holds both hands high in the air, letting the sticks clatter to the floor like a jackass. Go on, admire him. He'll make time for it.]

[alloutoflove]

Whoaaaaaaaaa!! Nice!

[ She claps enthusiastically. That's not bad! Usually Akane only ever bothered to do stuff like that when food was involved; it's nice to see it as just a spectacle and especially for a party.

But after some applause, she trots up to him, hands up and holding onto her sleeves, walking mostly on her toes in her geta. If he's gonna go for a rockstar persona, she can play along as an admiring groupie for now. ]

The flip was especially nice! Is that the highest you can go??

[vengaboy]

[Don't play the groupie thing up too hard, Chisa. Apparently someone's got a good historical record of collecting concubines left and right. Especially ones that seem particularly unique, which include women with unusually light hair.

He tilts his head back a little, looking completely unsurprised but still satisfied with the compliments and with himself.]

Ha! I can go a lot higher without a roof in the way.

[alloutoflove]

[ Look there is only room for ONE over the top charismatic-but-bonkers one-eyed swordsman in her life. He'll have to be really good at bargaining before whatever magic brought all these guests here whisks them home again.

Not that she actually knows it's a possibility, because frankly, if you said "Date Masamune" to Chisa she would be able to tell you he was 1) a famous warrior and 2) Sendai and 3) maybe some assorted vague trivia facts. It's not like she paid much attention in any history classes before she was scouted for Hope's Peak, and she'd cared even less after. Oops.

What matters now is that she's thinking about his comments and beaming at the idea. ]

Ehhhhh, really? If you do later, I wanna see! Be sure to call for me if you decide to go outside and continue, okay?

[vengaboy]

[Aww, Kyousuke can be part of the harem too, it's fine...]

Hum... I'll keep that in mind. [Granted, he's a lot better at the jumps when he's running high on adrenaline like in the previous performance or during a fight what the FUCK is this but he's bound to find something to get him into the mood when the time comes.]

So what should I call you? I'm surprised I haven't yet heard there's a girl as pretty as you in Kai.

[alloutoflove]

[ She's a secret three-for-one deal, though the other two would probably complain. also what the hell is that slow motion rising twirl

But at his flattery, she takes a couple of steps back, bowing politely before she pops back up. She's got one hand lifted to keep her sleeve over her mouth, still cheerfully playing the part of flirty groupie girl. ]

Eheh~ maybe I was just in hiding, until the right guy noticed! ♥ I'm Yukizome! Nice to meet you~

[vengaboy]

[Three-for-one? 4? 5? Give him the Juzos, he could always use more Kojurolikes in his life. it's bullshit is what it is. delete masamune from history itself

He doesn't offer even the slightest incline of his head in return - if anything, he tilts his head back in a casual show of his usual brand of arrogance. In that same vein, he knows that even being too bare-chested to presently bear the Date crest, the One-Eyed Dragon surely needs no introduction.]

You hid well, then.

[She's a ninja. Noted.]

I hope the party isn't too wild for you. It'd be a shame to send you back into hiding.

[A normal girl acting that demure probably wouldn't appreciate some of the more... uh. Indelicate personalities that make up either of the hosting armies.]

[alloutoflove]

[ You can bring a Juzo to a harem but you can't make him loyal, unless you get Kyousuke first, ]

Mmmm, it's a talent of mine. ♥

[ He's not wrong about the ninja aspects, really. Chisa's always espoused that a good housekeeper is one whose presence is only noticed in her complete absence: the way that a clean and smoothly-functioning household falls apart without her at the helm. The better she is, the more she makes it seem like everything just happens effortlessly, as if by magic. She probably would have been a ninja in this time period, which is a terrifying thought,

The arrogance is more amusingly familiar than annoying. She's worked for this type of man before; she knows how to flatter him, even if she still doesn't actually know who he is. Kyousuke would probably be mortified if he knew. ]

It's nice of you to worry, sir! [ Danna is such a useful word, isn't it. ] I've been doing just fine, though. Your performance has definitely been the best part so far.