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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

[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]

[crossmyheartandhope]

You hear that?

[unbr8kable]

Sounds like music...?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Wanna go check it out?

[unbr8kable]

Definitely. C'mon.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Loops his arm in through hers and nudges against her, then gets going toward the sound]

[unbr8kable]

[It doesn't take long before they come upon the source: a jaunty parade of floating lanterns and marching instrumentalists, fan dancers twining around them. Grinning, she tugs him closer, so they can see]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Dude. Oh my god. Check this out.

[Going readily where he's tugged, grinning]

[unbr8kable]

[The ghostly crowd bustles around them, gently shoving them out of the way and towards a bench at the side of the street]

...Guess this's good a place as any to watch from?

[crossmyheartandhope]

Looks like it's gonna be a front row seat, to me.

[unbr8kable]

And I'll bet you're ready to eat?

[Settles on the bench, leaving plenty of space to the side]

[crossmyheartandhope]

[Sets himself down beside her, close enough to touch]

Ain't I always?

[unbr8kable]

Seems like it, sometimes.

[Reaches over to place a plate on his far side, and drinks as well, before sitting back]

Though if there's food worth eating around, why wouldn't you be?

[crossmyheartandhope]

You're having some, too, right?

You gotta try this.

[unbr8kable]

It does look pretty good...

[She reaches back over to snag a shumai readily enough that it is possible that she just wanted the excuse to lean into his space,]

Mmm...

[crossmyheartandhope]

Any good?

[Snagging one for himself, leaning back against her]

[unbr8kable]

Hmm...

[She switches from eating hers to offering it to him instead]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Thanks, dude.

[nom]