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[idolpro]

Who: Idols and idol accessories
Where: Tokyo-F
When: Day 437

[ Idols will start their day today to find red envelopes, each with their idol names, presented to them on a table at their dorm's landing. Each envelope is supernaturally sealed, incapable of being opened except by their designated recipient. Inside each envelope is a gold zan-style hairpin with stripes of silver carved into its stem, and the tip is heavy with a weighty decoration—be it a dragon, phoenix, tiger, butterfly, flower(s), or anything else, they are all inlaid with bright, glowing tiger's eye gemstones.

As ornate as they look, these hairpins aren't just for decoration: upon the recipient touching the accessory, they'll find their clothes magically changing into fanciful Chinese or fantasy Chinese clothing—perhaps vibrant red, regardless of unit, or woven patterns and colors that reflect the idol's position. At the same time, the hairpin knits itself into the idol's hair (if capable, else it pins itself as a brooch) which has also magically been done up fancifully.

Down at the lobby there are more hints toward the holiday, if the red envelope didn't already make it obvious: red streamers and paper lanterns decorate the hotel, along with tiger decorations which vary from elegant wall scrolls to cute tiger plush pillows on the lobby seats. And, if it still isn't clear enough—perchance for those who aren't familiar with the culture at all—a red and gold banners hang from the wall, reading "HAPPINESS AND PROSPERITY" and "LUNAR NEW YEAR" and "YEAR OF THE TIGER".

Near the kitchen, there are tables with spreads of Chinese foods from various regions, all available in an all-you-can-eat styled buffet. And, what's more—the food seems to be completely safe! They don't contain even a little bit of status effects. For once, here's a party with safe food.

There are additionally tables with gift bags, once again labeled with each idol's name. These are not supernaturally sealed, and in each bag are . . . well. . . tiger things, along with a note that reads,

300 points per item worn for the day! Max 1,200 points (head/hands/tail/feet

Oh, right, this is an idol show. And oh, surprise, the tiger appendages (optionally) have some sort of status effect thing going on:

• Feel more cuddly/desire cuddles
  
• Feel more mercurial/contrarian
  
• Feel more possessive/territorial
  
• Feel more hungry, both for food and for immaterial things (especially attention)
  
• Feel more brave
  
• Feel more light-hearted/more easily amused

At least they're all fairly mild in effect.

Last but not least, decoration wise, there's also an ominous poster near the elevators. . . Well, who's afraid of a sign, right? . . . Nevermind that if someone were to break a taboo, they'll find themself just slightly unluckier today, on the level of breaking their shoe/sandal laces and receiving the wrong order at the café.

Outside, though the weather is cold, the sun is auspiciously bright today, warmth radiating out the city to soften the chill. Moreover, there's an infectious energy on the streets, one that would surely make a person forget the temperature—long paper puppets, taking the form of dragons and lions and tigers, parade down the street, powered by ghostly dancers and backed up by the orchestra of a marching band and fan dancers. Floating lanterns guide them throughout the city, where they'll circle around the streets ceaselessly until evening.

At the stroke of midnight, idols will find their old clothes back in their closet and their hairpins no longer glowing, but they'll also find they're able to keep the clothing they received from the hairpins. They can also keep the tiger paraphernalia, which have lost their effects. ]

Comments

[bondsofsuffering]

It's an important skill!

[Holding out jiandui for her to eat. She could easily take a bite from it at this angle, or just like, take it with her own hand first like a normal person, but there it is!!]

[sangreine]

[ She does take it in her own hand to bite, because she can never get a read on Izanagi enough to know what would be welcome and what wouldn't, and she is lousy at boundaries so sometimes errs on the side of caution. ] Wow, these are great! What are they called?

[bondsofsuffering]

I have no idea! It looked good, though, so I had to give it a try.

[sangreine]

Well, nice work! [ SUCH enthusiastic approval! ] How'd you get so good at hunting down the good snacks, anyway? Teach me your ways!

[bondsofsuffering]

The trick is, if it's fried, it's almost guaranteed to be good.

[sangreine]

Right, how silly of me. [ Laughing, because of course who doesn't know that? ] I can only aspire to be a fraction of the connoisseur you are.

[bondsofsuffering]

[Snickering.]

Otherwise - it's just smell, right? Most things smell more or less like they taste, since those senses are connected.

[sangreine]

I have a nose for blood, not so much food. All human food pretty much smells good to me.

[bondsofsuffering]

Have you found any human food you dislike that way?

[sangreine]

Not yet. I like sweet things better as a rule, but I don't really dislike any human food. [ Blood, however she is pretty picky, much as she tries to hide it. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

Oooh, in that case, you should totally ask Tsukasa for pointers! He's our brave club leader, after all - the sweets club, that is.

[sangreine]

Oh -- well. I'm pretty sure I might be on Tsukasa's list of least favorite people at the moment. But if he ever forgives me for teasing him, I'll ask.

[bondsofsuffering]

Oh?

He's got a lot of bluster, but he's a surprisingly forgiving person, all in all.

[sangreine]

We'll see, I guess.

He tried to lecture me about acting my age. [ Which is of course hilarious, so teasing naturally followed. ] I maybe went a little overboard making my point.

[bondsofsuffering]

Why, what did you do?

[sangreine]

Uh. Well? [ This sounds a little bad in retrospect ] Put out a sign at the bar saying that anyone who wanted to behave improperly needed his permission.

[ Look, he started it! ]

[bondsofsuffering]

Oh, that's all? He gets bullied all the time over being a prude, I'm sure he'll survive it.

[Waving a hand, it's fine, it's fine.]

[sangreine]

That's a relief. I felt bad about it after. [ Really it was because Kasa was nice to her after accidentally making her head explode, but generally she tries not to be a jerk about people having boundaries, it was the judging her (and Venti) part that she took exception to. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

His beloved senpai were even harsher than that, so I'm sure he's tougher than you think!

[Also

snagging more desserts to monch.]

[sangreine]

He's a good kid, just a bit puffed up sometimes.

[ She winces a little at the senpai thing, let's just sidestep that please? ]

So what's this sweets club about? You all just sit around and eat? [ If there's cooking involved she's so not the one. ]

[bondsofsuffering]

Mm, basically! It's not like he knows how to make 'em, either.

[sangreine]

Sounds like a club I was born to be a member of. [ No one wants to see her try to cook, trust and believe. ]

Someone owes me something baked, so if he lets me in I could bring a welcome gift.

[bondsofsuffering]

Oooh, that sounds like a powerful favor. What are you going to get from them?

[sangreine]

I think they were feeling sorry for me, but I'm okay with it.

I haven't decided what to ask for, they asked me to make it a challenge. Any ideas?

[bondsofsuffering]

Some kind of fancy cake!