[Eleya]

Username;; Eleya
Kalon name;; Elanor
What is their ideal fall festival?;; Answer the prompt however you choose, any length you choose. Any medium acceptable, as long as it helps explain your answer to this prompt.
1 extra;; 2 art pieces, OR 300 words , OR 150 words + 1 art piece.

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[Esther~]

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[Discter]

Username;; Discter
Kalon name;; Eule
What is their ideal fall festival?;;


An ideal fall festival for Eule would be something that made everyone happy, no matter who they were.
The festival would appeal to all colors and creeds, of all ages and sizes and shapes.
The world would be at peace at this festival, a brief bubble of joy and happiness in a world of chaos.
Sure, the annual Turning Festival is fun, but it really is just a way for the government to impress the other countries.
Look out our country, how happy and joyous we are! Look at our rich culture, happy people, wonderful houses and towns!
Wouldn’t you like to live here?
It’s simply another way for the bloating tyrant of a country named Karish to flaunt off itself.

But, as he sits on the train seat, he can’t help but think of the festival when he sees more and more yellowing trees as the days go by.
How would he go about organizing a festival for everyone?
Wait, why is he even thinking about this?
He’s a level six citizen, and he works at a construction site for little pay, with the marker on his arm letting the world know he belonged to level six.
Organizing a fall festival would be impossible for someone like him.

But, he remembered something as he stares at a few leaves plastered on the train window.
‘My mind is my domain, it is my house which I control and do with what I please. It may be grand, small, peaceful or chaotic. My mind is mine to do with what I please, and I may do what I want in my mind.’
A famous saying from his long gone mother, whispering peace to his nervous mind.

His body and lifestyle may be dictated by the country of Karish, but his mind was as free as the summer winds.
Eule wouldn’t be able to tell a soul about this idea, but at least it would keep him entertained while on his way to work.
His body went on autopilot, Eule barely paying attention to the other passengers, the buzzing city fading completely away, his fellow passengers unconcerning blurs.

It would be a week long, each day filled to the brim with love and joy.
Every house and street would be decorated with colors of reds, oranges, and yellows.
Banners and strings of colorful leaves would hang everywhere, the telephone poles and streetlamps wrapped with gold and red. Stalls would be littered everywhere, and every so often a space for dancing would be made.
Warm pies, crisp candy apples, hot sausages and so much more would be sold at some of those stalls.
Food of all kinds sold all the time, and jack-o-lanterns would decorate the streets.

And then, street magicians and performers would be everywhere.
Impossibly tall legs built on sticks wading through the crowds, jugglers showing off on the corners, children getting their faces painted while magicians swallowed swords and made balloon animals.
Stages would be set up every few blocks, plays and puppet shows displayed on them by talented actors and fit ballerinas.
Music would flow from bands, each one playing a happy and different folk tune.
The daytime would belong to the children and their families, with the night ruled by the adults.

During the night, much would be the same.
Except, well, more activities for the adults would open up, and previously prohibited drinks would be available.
But, what activities could open up anyway?
He had most of the entertainment going now, and food, but it still seemed lackluster. Maybe specific things for each day?

Day one would have costumes set up to be bought, elaborate masks displayed on most of the stalls.
Apple bobbing would be good to have going too, but that would probably be an all the time thing.
Hmm… what to do what to do?
Planning a fall festival was harder than he thought! Suddenly, an idea popped into his head as he stared at the leaf that had just smacked into the train window.

Leaf-gathering!
It sounded boring, he had to admit it.
But, all the leaves would be stacked in the center of, well, somewhere.
Then, as all the extra leaves were collected on day one, day two would be made for them to be jumped in.
That would be fun, wouldn’t it?
A leaf pile big enough for many people to jump and play in.
Maybe even a grand play would be somewhere, reflecting the one play everyone knew and loved, The Scarecrow?
That would be good.
And perhaps the opening of a costume contest?

Hmm, what to do for day two? A grand lunch perhaps?
At twelve o’clock, when the master clock struck noon, tables would be set up in every square, street, and alley.
And then food that had been prepared by the people on day one would come out, and everyone could help themselves to everything.
A lunch for everyone to enjoy, with food made from each family's secret recipe showed off on every table.
That would be one way to get people together, but he needed something else too.
Maybe the costume contest before would have a day by day judging, and then a grand one that went on all week, with the winner announced on the final day.

That could work.
Maybe a contest of strength could be set up?
Archery, ax-throwing, sword-dueling, swimming, running, races, and more could be set up. Perhaps something with the race could delve into teams?
Yes, that could work.
Two large teams would be set, red and yellow.
They would be set in an obstacle course, and see who get through the fastest. But, the trick was, you had to either hold paws or tails.
Forcing people to interact via paw/tail holding was always fun to watch.

Now he was onto day three, and he already had so much planning done.
How would he ever make it to day seven?
Perhaps day three would have three activities, just like the days number.
But then again, that could work for every day as well. A public bake off, maybe? But it was a granny bake off.
Every grandma and grandmother would come together in teams of five to ten, and would each bake a dish.
Every team would be baking the same dish, and the public would decide which team had the best dish that only grandma could make.
But what else could he do?
What was something most people didn’t know about or appreciated, that could shine in fall?
Knitting, yes, knitting could be shown off!
A few blocks would open, just made for learning how to knit.
It would open from dawn till dusk, and it would be supplied with all sorts of yarns and needles.
Perhaps then the ancient pastime that had been forgotten by the residents of Karish could revive itself.

And what would be the final activity?
Oh, maybe a hot chocolate area would be set up?
All day and night hot chocolate would be served fresh on the entire block, stores and stalls made just for that.
Sure, hot chocolate could be sold all the time, but this was special.
The entire block was selling it! That would allow businesses and families to kick start a living, by selling their own version of hot chocolate at their doorstep, recipes bought up by and used if owners of large businesses happened upon it.

Day four creeped up on him as he saw the train station appear in the distance.
He’d have to work on this idea later, maybe when he came back home?
But, he could at least do something about day four for now. Maybe the kids could go on a scavenger hunt through the city, and at night the adults could go as well?
All sorts of goodies would be the prizes if you followed the instructions, and a grand prize if you could find all the spots.
Designated Kalons would stand at those spots, and when you found them you got there signature.
If you got all of them, you would qualify for the grand prize.

And then the next activity would be the battle of the bands.
The first part would be a battle of folk music, and then the second would be more modern music.
The wouldn’t really be any winner, it would just be a way to make everyone happy.
And if the bands could play good enough, then the public would respond by supporting them.
Now he had to plan the next event.

Jack-o-lantern carving popped up in his mind.
A few blocks would be set up just for pumpkins to be carved, and they would be taken home to be set up on the stairs leading to the homes of the participants.
A contest would be held of course, and the winner would be announced on day five.
As the train pulled into the station, Eule stood up, and put the planning for day five on hold.

As Eule boarded the train again for the second time that day, he thought back again on day five.
Day five would have a beer-crafting contest for the adults, while the kids could see who made the best hot-chocolate.
And maybe a talent show?
Yes, a talent show that would go on all day until dusk, where the winner would get three massive bags of candy and a certificate. That’d be a lot of fun!
And maybe, a mask contest too?
Yes, the one with the most impressive mask would one a contest during the day, that would have a bag of candy for the prize.
But now, he wanted something else for day five. But, the biggest, most extraordinary things would happen on the last day.

Day six would be known for it’s bonfire, he decided.
At night a giant bonfire, with bands playing music all around, long tables set up for a feast, jesters and dancers all around the fire in a massive clearing.
Perhaps an event in the morning, with the children collecting the wood and being paid in treats for collecting it?
And, special wood pieces would be stashed around the city, and if you brought one in it would get you double the candle you’d get for a normal piece of wood.
But what else?
Hmmm…
Maybe a petting zoo of sorts? Or where the farmers could show off their healthiest animals?
That sounded good, with a petting zoo for the kids (and adults), and an area for the city folk to show off their pets as well.

And finally, the grand finale, day seven.
A feast would be held all day and night, the winners of the week long costume contest being announced.
A play would be held as well during lunch, and after that the stage it had been held on would be cleared for dancing while bands took turns playing as well.
Then a place for apple-bobbing to be held, with a winner of course, but in teams.
A team of ten for each, and whoever could get the most apples in five minutes won.
And then a tricker-treater street held, those who dressed up would go down and knock for a treat, or get a trick instead.

Eule got off the train, walked the eleven blocks to his meager apartment, and crawled into bed.
And while he slept, he dreamed of festivals and warm food that everyone could enjoy.

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wooo got this ready over the past few days ^^

[dolly]

Username;; Dolly
Kalon name;; Nascha
What is their ideal fall festival?;; "What is... fall?", groaned the woman, in pain from her lost duel. Heloïse, flapping above her, softly landed on the cloud to sit.
"Are you seriously trying to tell me you've never heard of fall?", she laughed, half confused half curious. Nascha nodded with slight hesitation. Is it a bad thing I don't know?
"Well, it's a season I guess. I guess you don't really know much about those though.", began Heloïse struggling to find the words to explain to her.
"You see, the clouds our kingdom stands on cause things such as rain and snow down below. When the weather starts freezing over, we call that... well Fall. Like a leaf from a tree would fall.", she tried to explain. Nascha tilted her head in confusion.
"You should know lord Heli, they don't teach us warriors about the ground. Your home.", she explained, her voice longing to see what Heloïse so loved. She pulled Nascha close and began to whisper.
"I can show you.", she told her, trying to keep it out of earshot from the surrounding duels. Her eyes lit up, this was one of the nicest things she'd ever been offered. Though their was little to compare it to based on the cruel nature of Edolia.
"Meet me behind town hall and I will fly you down.", she added before flying off. To put it lightly, Nascha was in shock. Happiness shot through her like an arrow.
She met Heloïse and she kept her word of course.
"Hold on tight!", she laughed, letting her climb onto her back.
"Ready?", she asked, her large brown wings bracing for flight. Nascha nodded tightly holding on to her. With that, they were off. Heloïse was fast, it was a rush she'd never felt. Every moment that passed, she saw things she could never dream of seeing. She saw real live trees, trees she could touch. She saw the sand dunes and mountains in all their glory, she saw everything from the few books she was aloud as a kid. Was this what lay beneath her cloud kingdom? Is this real? Am I going to stand on the ground for the first time?
"Hold tight, this might be rough.", commanded Heloïse attempting to land them both safely. Slow and steadily she got closer to the ground, trying to make sure her friend here would lose her grip. After a tedious few minutes of that, she was there.
The air smelt so much better here. As she touched the ground for the first time, she felt completed. Nature. Something she'd long adored but never got to see now standing below her feet.
Heloïse had already wandered a ways away but Nascha was too awestruck to move. Heli poked from around the trees, motioning for her to follow her. She jumped out of her trance and followed a ways behind. She took in every little blade of grass and every leaf. The colorful fall leaves were stunning. The reds and oranges were so dull yet vibrant at the same time.
"Here we are!", exclaimed Heloïse helping her through a tree wall. On the other side stood a beautiful town of earth dwellers.
"This right here, is where I come from.", she announced to her stepping in to greet her old friends.
"Oh Heli! Great to see you, you're just in time of the festival!", giggled a small kalon.
"Ezili? Is that really you, what are you doing so far from the sea?", she laughed in response.
"Oh no, nothing.", she replied softly. "Who's your friend though?"
"Everyone this is my friend from Edolia, Nascha.", introduced Heloïse, grinning form ear to ear.
"You simply must join us for the fall festival. It would be our honor.", politely greeted another small kalon from behind Ezili.
"Oh thank you, that sounds fun.", kindly replied Nascha. The girl tilted her head.
"This is Sinann, she's deaf. She reads lips well enough but don't be surprised to get a few head tilts if she didn't catch that.", Ezili explained, making gestures for her sister to explain what Nascha has said. Everyone had a little laugh over the common mistake.
So it was agreed, her first fall festival.
As the day slowly grew dark, she explained the nature of it. Still quite a hard concept for a person who just discovered what Fall really was though. She shook it off and just told her she'd understand once she arrived.
It was magnificent. People danced around in long dresses, kids played with leaves, and the wind blew sounds into chimes that hung on the branches. She didn't understand, but she liked it regardless. She joined in, dancing and singing with the towns folk.
What is her ideal festival? One like this where everyone can have fun regardless of what they know or where they come from.

[SilentMelody]

username;; silentmelody
kalon name;;
what is their ideal fall festival?;; answer the prompt however you choose, any length you choose. any medium acceptable, as long as it helps explain your answer to this prompt.
1 extra;; 2 art pieces, or 300 words , or 150 words + 1 art piece.

[Cyrano]

b]Username;;[/b]smith(ers)
Kalon name;;Aurelia
What is their ideal fall festival?;; Parades ,delicious fall treats she loved them, the feeling of warmth and family all around. Plus, more than 10,000 pounds of pumpkins tons to eat her favorite food PUMPKINS,squash, and guards beautifying the streets! She loved the activity ,beautiful she always thought all so sweet. All so exquisite every year she came and every year she will
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Her tiptoes are like a dancer's: graceful, calculated.She knows the songs of the bards, has them memorized in her heart, their faces and their stories, and the wondrous adventures they walked.

She still sees a long-abandoned dream of a spotlight in town, her body to the music, bound by the passion and the joy of feeling the beat through her very core. She had attained it once, had played in courts like jewelry on display, put on a mask and danced around the ballroom, living a fantasy she never thought of achieving.

And then she danced on broken glass, cut her feet on a bard's life who had entertained her, who had loved her, who had pulled a knife from their pockets and tried to end her.

She dreams of nights of unending passion, of dancing until her feet bled again, staining the pristine palace with splotches of imperfection. She sees a future of her happiness all too clearly because it is gone.

Her soul still calls for game, still yearns to return to a life of espionage and secrecy, playing the Nobles' Game like she was a part of them. And perhaps she was, or still is, her blood longing to delve into court intrigue again, dancing with both her body and her words.



As the head of the clan, Aurelia is in charge of governing and making decisions that will affect the whole of the clan and its inhabitants. While she looks young (and acts young), she has a wisdom behind her eyes that no one can doubt. It is with her cheerful personality and fair rule that most of the clan is content with their matriarch.

She likes holding festivals whenever possible. If there's even thesmallest reason for a party or celebration, Aurelia will take it.

[Midnightkitkat]

Good luck everyone!
You all have such interesting forms♡
The winner of this floof is free to keep the art I made if they want it.

[Sixbane]

ack! I am sorry on my delay I got tied up and this slipped my mind yesterday qvq/
But this one is closed for judging and I'll have the winner up asap, (but for now-I'm going back to bed cause it's 6 and lol)

[Sixbane]

Sorry on the wait qvq/ I had to find a free moment to get around to judging this OTL ANYWAY
This one was tricky to judge, but alas~there must be a winner

I've decided (with the help of a guest judge; thanks to Jishokoi, since my girlfriend was one of the finished forms and I wanted an outside opinion before deciding) that this one will go to~
Midnightkitkat As I enjoyed the personality expressed in your art piece, and I found your story well thought out and endearing, I enjoyed the character you created with him and and it felt coherent as a story/world

endless shelter;;- As your image was very lovely and I loved the energy/poses and theme of it, it said a lot even if you weren't able to get around to adding more! and I appreciated it
MrBoodle As I thought your concept of a yearly ritual to preserve life from the spring by flash-freezing it was well thought out and very unique, and I enjoyed how it created and played into the character you showed.
Discter As I appreciated the effort you put into your story, it had a lot of energy and I enjoyed the concept of it being a way to flaunt the nation's power as a more underhanded motive; and how it played out as a different story in the characters mind, it was a fascinating approach

[MrBoodle]

Congrats Midnightkitkat the art you made was beautiful c: !