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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

[sangreine]

I await your stellar serving skills. [ Despite the teasing tone, she will wait quite politely until everything's ready to eat. She might be ridiculous but she was raised a Lady. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Yes, my lady.

[ He says it playfully but also he sounds absolutely used to using that term, given his on point service skills as well. ]

[ Round 2 hot pot, spice level 4, go! ]

[sangreine]

[ She gives a refined little head bow, but her expression makes it into a joke. ]

Just say when. [ Snapping her chopsticks in midair, its own little challenge. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Nnnnnnnnow.

[ Food served, and taking a bite of his serving. ]

[sangreine]

[ Round 2, FIGHT ]

[ Picking up a bite of whatever (she truly doesn't care) and eating it happily, then going in for more. Piece of cake (she wishes this were cake). ]

This one bother you at all?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Wheew... it's got a bit more of a kick, but I can still handle it.

[ He's definitely drinking more water now though. ]

[sangreine]

[ bwhahaha~ this is going to be the easiest baked goods she ever swindled, she should have asked for a full meal ]

[ Eating just as quickly, and has yet to touch a single drink of anything ] It's nice. And you're right, sort of warm.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Oh, are you starting to feel it too?

[ rip near future Aster ]

[sangreine]

It just feels a little warm, very pleasant. Isn't that what's supposed to happen?

[ She'll share her water, at least, when he cries uncle? ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Yup, that's probably still comfortable level for us both then. It's when it starts to hurt that it gets really exciting.

[sangreine]

And what if you can't get hurt? [ She actually can get hurt, here at least, but not by food or temperature or anything short of a very sharp blade in a very quick hand. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Then I'd guess... maybe when you don't want anymore?

[sangreine]

[ Quirking a grin ] Nice try.

[ No, she's going to keep right on eating, because spice cannot bring her any actual pain. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ Laughing. ]

It was worth a try!

[ Going to keep serving them both, keeping up with her pace... at least when it comes to serving. ]

[sangreine]

Do you want to yield before you put yourself in pain, or are you planning to die as men do?

[ Stubborn and regretful, she means. ]

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Die's a strong way to put it, but I certainly won't give up when we've just started!

[sangreine]

Right, of course.

[ Such the response of a man about to die. RIP Aster, she'll mourn you and your taste buds. ]

You want that big piece, or...?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Be my guest.

[ He is a polite sharer slowly dying from a building heat. ]

[sangreine]

How gracious of you. [ Definitely just making fun of him now. ]

[ Unless he reaches in for some more, she'll proceed to demolish the rest of it, then shoves her water toward him. Just, you know, if he needs any extra. ]

What's next?

[wayofthehousekeeper]

[ He takes it good-naturedly at least, starting to prep the next pot as she cleans house on the last one. He has enough pride to politely turn down her water!! ]

This one looks like it'd be the next one up.

[sangreine]

[ Hey man, it's your inability to taste for a week that's at stake, be proud all ya like ]

[ Smiling, and setting down her chopsticks to wait politely, a totally sweet smile on her face ] You're really good at serving these. I guess you've had practice.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

Seems so. Maybe I had a job as a waiter at some point.

[ He's really got to get on that whole buying memories thing. ]

[sangreine]

[ She hopes it goes better for him than it did for her! ]

You seem to have a lot of talents. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little jealous. All I can do well is fight. And handle spice, I suppose.

[wayofthehousekeeper]

They're not really talents, I'd say. Just stuff I must have learned in the past.

[sangreine]

For someone who can't manage them, they seem like talents. That's like saying my violin playing isn't a talent because I probably practiced for a few centuries.

[ Waiting for the food to be ready mwahaha~ ]