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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

[unbr8kable]

...Think you got some orange sleeve on your plate.

[Angles her head to indicate the spill,]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Awww, man.

That was cheating.

[unbr8kable]

I didn't even do nothing this time! This one's all on you.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You can't look that good and expect me not to look.

[Going to pour himself a cup of water to try and clean this sleeve off,]

[unbr8kable]

I don't take blame for looking this ridiculous, neither...

...You look good, though. I like the hair.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Kinda surprised there's enough of it to stay up.

Guess it's had a while to grow.

[Manages to get most of the sauce clear,]

[unbr8kable]

Mm... It's pretty long by now. You gonna grow it out?

[Reaches to toy with it again, brushing over the little poof at the end]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Dunno... seems like it'd get in the way, don't it?

[Leaning into that hand, though,]

[unbr8kable]

[Continues, then, thumbing over the ponytail and her pinky finger brushing over the nape of his neck]

Mmm... It'd get into at least as much stuff as your sleeves do. But I that's the price to pay for flowing blond locks.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Flowing, huh? What'm I, an elf?

[Leaning into that, too,]

[unbr8kable]

[Keeps going, drifting more to scratch at the base of his skull, since she doesn't think he wants her to release the hairpin (it probably took some doing to get there in the first place)]

Ain't they s'posed to be fair-haired and pale-skinned? That sounds like you to a T. Your ears're even kinda pointy.

[Are they, though? Well, she brushes her thumb over them to check]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[The hairpin is doing its valiant best, but there is little enough hair that letting it free would probably mean some effort to get it back into place]

[He definitely doesn't seem to mind her exploring the base of his skull and along his ears, though, canting into the touch a bit more blatantly. Alas, no elf ears, though he's wearing a white tiger ear headband to match his white tiger tail]

My ears are super normal.

[unbr8kable]

[Everyone in furry gear today...will perhaps mess with that later. For now she huffs, checking his ears again: the shell, and the lobe, and the little ridges inbetween]

Super elfy. Look--there's a freckle, even.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Since when do elves got freckles?

[Shivers, a little,]

Pretty sure one of the prereqs is that you gotta have like super perfect skin or something.

[unbr8kable]

[Finds another few, lower on his ear, and lightly scrapes over them with the flat of her thumbnail]

You'll have to cut down on the snacks and sun for super-perfect skin. Freckles don't got nothing to do with it.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Guess I ain't destined for elfdom.

[Tipping his head a little, to give her a better angle,]

If you can't have sun or snacks, what's even the point?

[unbr8kable]

Maybe that's why humans can't live hundreds of years, it ain't worth what you gotta give up.

[Continues scratching behind his ear, fingers trailing over the base of his jaw before she catches herself]

...You wanna take a walk? Sounds like stuff's happening outside.

[crossmyheartandhope]

...yeah. Let's go check it out.

[He hesitates - then leans in to kiss her on the cheek, soft]

You, uh. You mind if we grab some stuff to eat to take with us?

[unbr8kable]

[Her cheeks warm as she nods]

Yeah, make a plate. We can picnic it up.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You got it, dude.

[Going to grab a plate]

Any requests?

[unbr8kable]

[Shrugs]

You got the munchies, I'll leave it up to you.

[She does at least find some drinks to tuck into a bag]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He sketches a sloppy salute and picks up some snacks - ends up with two plates, before he heads back over]

Good to go.

[unbr8kable]

C'mon, then.

[She falls into step beside him, heading out to the street. The trailing lanterns seem to head towards the nearest park, so she looks at him to follow?]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He does, though he's a bit distracted by the change in scenery]

...whoa.

[unbr8kable]

This's fancier than I thought...

[Starts to follow; some sort of commotion seems to be coming from somewhere]