[Open Log] Ch-Ch-Cherry Blossoms

[vianca]

Who: You!
What: Cherry Blossom Festival
When: April 10th - 18th
Where: All over town & campus. Wherever you find a cherry tree. Probably even up there on that mystery island for whatever reason, if you're so inclined.
Rating: Flower power.





Pink is everywhere. No matter where you look, you're sure to see the signs of soft pink and white blossoms. There's a fresh spark of life filling the air and just beckoning for everyone to come outside and enjoy the sweet scents of spring. Well, except for you, people with springtime allergies. They just want to make you miserable. But perhaps for everyone else, it was a wonderful amazing time to be had.



There are wonderful spots for picnicking! Frolic inducing atmosphere and the space to do it! Every so often you will see vendors selling treats for the event! Cosplayers taking advantage of their natural environments for photo ops! Hot date spots! Blossoms! Sparkles! Everywhere! Even when it rains.

This log is completely open! You can do whatever you'd like with whomever you'd like whenever you'd like. Just start up a thread and go!

Have fun! Don't forget to add your character to the entry tags! ♥

Comments

[tempus_fixit]

In the morning, Lucca finds herself a nice, fluffy tree to rest under, a large tome in tow for her to read. There you'll find her, maybe reading, maybe reading while sipping some tea she'd gotten, maybe reading with a snack. But always reading.

In the afternoon, however, she's on the midway, shooting targets and throwing rings, trying unsuccessfully to scoop up goldfish, and all that comes along with a sakura festival. Or she could be grabbing lunch. Or taking a walk. You can find her anywhere, really, and probably will!

[itsjustrats]

Garrett had figured out most of these dumb carnival games, but this one with the fish had him stumped. He kept at it, determined not to let this stupid thing get the best of him. He casually glanced over at Lucca a few times to see what she was doing and make sure he was doing it right.

[tempus_fixit]

She's doing as well as anyone else would while trying to scoop up goldfish using a flimsy, soggy paper scoop; That is, she's doing awfully. She's getting more focused than frustrated, but she starts to wonder herself after the fifth try.

"Hey... am I doing this right?" She mutters, half to her hooded companion and half to the open air. "Well, it IS a carnival game. It's not really designed to be won..."