Welcome to Fairy Tail RPG, where your visions come true through your words. You control the destiny of your character. Do you have what it takes to bring the world to order or chaos?

You are not connected. Please login or register

A Joyous Celebration [CE - High Spirits]

View previous topic View next topic Go down  Message [Page 1 of 1]

#1Tsutomu 

A Joyous Celebration [CE - High Spirits] Empty Sat Oct 05, 2024 11:42 am

Tsutomu

The city of Izakaya is truly a sight for sore eyes. As he walked the shiny pavement, dozens of cherry blossom leaves fluttered around Tsutomu—gently brushing against his face and body before falling to the ground. He had never seen a tree like this before; it was far more beautiful and full of life than the trees he was accustomed to seeing back home. "So pretty!" Tsutomu stated as he used his hand to stroke the bark of the tree.

 

The young man had just arrived at Izakaya and was still quite a distance from his destination, the Flower Kingdom known as Fiore. Though he knew he wasn't in the right state to go tonight, the thought of his sick mother back home made him want to move quickly. He followed the passageway he had fallen into till it ended at the city square. "Woah—"


"Is that a dragon?!"

 

A group of dancers blitzed by, manipulating a long, flexible, massive puppet of a dragon. It seemed they were using fire magic to make it breathe fire and wind magic to help it move through the air. "That was insane!!" he shouted. Tsutomu looked around him and saw groups of people drinking and dancing. And his nose was drawn to the aromas emanating from other stores. "Okay," he said, his face showing signs of hunger, "a day won't hurt."

#2Rhea 

A Joyous Celebration [CE - High Spirits] Empty Sat Oct 05, 2024 5:05 pm

Rhea


Rhea


Rhea moved through the bustling streets of Izakaya with effortless grace, the air thick with the scents of street food and sweet wines, while soft laughter and music filled the night. The dress she wore, a sleek black and gold ensemble, clung to her like a second skin, more reminiscent of the fashion in Fiore than the traditional Joyan attire surrounding her. She felt powerful tonight, her magic pulsing steadily beneath the surface, her health fully restored and her mind sharper than ever. For the first time in what seemed like years, she had clarity—a plan, a purpose, and the strength to carry it out.

Sipping from her glass of wine, her eyes landed on a boy standing just a few feet ahead, no older than sixteen. He was staring, wide-eyed, at the dancers and the massive dragon puppet that twisted and roared through the air, its form illuminated by bursts of fire magic. His awe was warming, and Rhea couldn’t help but smile softly at the innocence in his expression.

She stepped beside him, her presence subtle but commanding, her voice gentle as she slightly lowered her glass to speak to him. "It’s something, isn’t it?" she began, her Stellan accent rolling off her tongue in smooth waves. Her Fiorian had become much better since her study of The Tome of Forgotten memories. "The way they make it come alive with just a few sparks of magic. Joyans have always had a way with art. They know how to turn a simple celebration into something... unforgettable."




A Joyous Celebration [CE - High Spirits] Lightning-bolt-png-3
#3Zerutod 

A Joyous Celebration [CE - High Spirits] Empty Sat Oct 05, 2024 6:46 pm

Zerutod
Zerutod Saito


The air in the Izakaya buzzed with the electric thrill of the festival, laughter mixing with the clink of glasses and the sizzling of street food. Colorful lanterns swayed in the warm breeze, casting flickering shadows that danced across the cobblestone streets. Vendors shouted their wares, beckoning passersby with promises of exotic delicacies and trinkets from far-off lands.

“Get your spicy eels here! Best in Joya!” a vendor bellowed, his voice barely rising above the infectious laughter of revelers. Zerutod stepped into the dome of chaos, his silver hair tousled and wild, a stark contrast to the sleek black trench coat that clung to his form. His pale lavender eyes, devoid of pupils, scanned the bustling crowd, catching the faintest electric pulses of life around him. A smirk tugged at his lips as he observed the throngs, each lost in their merriment, blissfully unaware of the darkness that loomed just beyond the festival’s glow.

“Ah, the taste of nostalgia,” he murmured to himself, his voice smooth and refined, though tainted with a hint of sarcasm. “Such a pitiful display of attachment to the past.”

As he moved deeper into the throng, Zerutod’s senses heightened. The laughter, the music, the scents of fried dough and sweet sake; they all melded into a tapestry of distraction. But beneath it, a pulse of anticipation thrummed in his veins. The world was ripe for change, and he intended to harvest it.

He paused at a stall where a vendor displayed shimmering trinkets, each one a relic of the past. “Foolish baubles,” he scoffed softly, shaking his head. “They cling to their memories like children with toys, blind to the reality of what must come.”

The revelry around him swirled on, unaware of the storm brewing just beneath the surface. Zerutod’s smirk deepened as he stepped forward, the crowd parting instinctively around him. Here, in the heart of the festival, he felt the weight of his purpose. The true celebration had only just begun—a prelude to the future he would carve into existence, no matter the cost.

Word Count [342]
[/color][/color]

#4Tsutomu 

A Joyous Celebration [CE - High Spirits] Empty Fri Oct 11, 2024 12:53 pm

Tsutomu

The puppet dragon swooped into the crowd with remarkable speed, its fiery sparks bursting like fireworks and illuminating various parts of the audience. He finally shifted his focus when a gentle, graceful voice brushed against his ear. In an instant, Tsutomu turned to his side and noticed a woman just a bit taller than him. Her rich, chocolate-brown skin mirrored his own, enhancing the brilliance of her sea-blue eyes. She donned a stunning black dress that hugged her figure perfectly, adorned with elegant gold accents, making her look like a true goddess. The woman's beauty was truly captivating, but what stood out even more was her hair, a stunning snowy white that flowed down her back like a never-ending cascade. This made him wonder if she might also be of Desiertian descent.


"I'm sorry," he began, "I didn't see you there."


"I completely agree with you! This is my first visit to Joya and my first time traveling outside my home country. This is the first time I've experienced something quite like this. By the way, do you happen to know where—?"


Tsutomu paused, stopping himself from speaking further. "Here I am, jumping the gun. I'm Tsutomu," he introduced himself. "I wanted to see if you could recommend any great places to eat here."


The young boy rested his hand on his rumbling stomach, feeling a strange energy emanating from the center of the crowd. Was something going on? What made the crowd shift and pull apart a little?


View previous topic View next topic Back to top  Message [Page 1 of 1]

Permissions in this forum:
You cannot reply to topics in this forum