- Sep 9, 2012
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Mélina was tired. Very much so. She had quite a difficult year, full of turmoils in her life, bad and good, but all draining. Job instability, quitting said job, take on Pokémon journey, open a boutique, travelling, base-building… She was completely out of energy. Also… despite being surrounded with Pokémon, from old friends to new, she couldn’t help feeling a little lonely, being out on her own, away from home, for so long. She didn’t know where to go, besides spending yet another boring day playing on her cell phone behind her boutique’s counter, and another boring night sleeping in the little mattress she left in the storage room…Wollminster’s Winter Market
Far deep in the corner, in the land of FB, lay a small and quaint town, with one enormous pine tree.
The land was plain grim, stuck in perpetual snow, where the clouds were oft grey, and the cold wind did blow.
The villagers worked hard, as they toiled through their day, though they never complained, not once, no way.
The people were merry, I know it’s hard to believe, all for that one week, leading up to Christmas eve.
It is in this period, during these fine celebrations that they open up stalls, markets and other workstations.
The vacant town square, a centre in mute snore, comes alive with energy, with the civilian uproar.
Wax candles are lit and choir music is played, as the villagers gather to gossip and trade.
They rejoice in their company with a warm cup of tea, and some other hot drinks, that might make one feel tipsy.
Statues and theatres, both quiet and loud, for you to join in and show to the crowd.
Ice skating and snowballs, or, if you want to relax; Tapu Cocoa by fire, surrounded by knick-knacks.
Singing and chanting, if you don’t want to dance. Come and join in while you still have a chance.
But the biggest of all, is the large Christmas tree, adorned in its entirety, down to a tee.
Behind that of which lay the small town’s small temple, which was usually dull, but today rather special.
At the holidays climax, when all’s said and done, they hold hands and sing, all man, everyone.
And so we invite you to visit us, sweet dear
To Wollminster's fest, which only comes round once every year.
The local cuisine is too much to take in, as all the chefs in the area converge and begin.
With grace and dexterity, and a tad bit of rush, the cooks cater snacks after you’ve drudged through the slush.
They cook their speciality, all just for you. So take a sip and a bite as you take in the view.
They each compete, or so their songs do tell, as music is played with high decibels.
Plastic discs, coloured, and neatly lined up, to aid your digestion and accompany your cup.
Their dish is quite hearty, it boosts many strengths, as is your Pokémon’s by the songs’ wavelengths.
If you’ve had enough of the cold, and need a place warm, then come on inside, away from the storm.
Nestle by the fire, all proud a crackling, and enjoy Tapu Cocoa while you hear the crowds laughing.
Children join in as they hang up their stocking, eagerly waiting for the Delibird’s knocking.
Trainers may join, along their Pokémon friend, by the fireplace a sock that they may append.
A bonding experience between buddies of gold, with sweeties delivered to both young and old.
Fruit to the good and candy to the better, all will feel right in spite of the weather.
1. Your character may indulge in 2 areas/activities in this event, no more, no less. You cannot visit the same area twice.
2. You may quote and reply to this post with the areas your character will visit and what they will do, up until 24 December, 11:59 PM GMT.
3. An update will be posted after the deadline to which you may respond and/or pick-up rewards.
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6. Consider this to be more of an RP prompt than a zone intro. You're allowed to decide yourself (to an extent) what your character sees and does.
Glitch wanted nothing of this for her. More than anyone, it knew what she has and was going through. It may be just a Pokémon, but it wasn’t any Pokémon: it was her starter, and an Arceus-damn Porygon. And it was going to give her a mini-vacation for the holidays.
One morning, about a week before Christmas, Mélina received at the boutique a pretty thick letter addressed to her. She scratched her head as she wondered what it could be. As she opened the envelope, an eyebrow raised as much as the questions in her thoughts.
“A trip to... Wollminster?” she read and wondered aloud.
It included a pamphlet detailing some Christmas celebrations offered there… and a letter congratulating her for winning an all-included train trip for the duration of the holidays.
“I never signed up for such a contest… Smells like a scam to me.” she walked right by the recycling bin and just about to throw everything in it when she got interrupted by her phone’s alarm, startling her.
“Noooooooooooooo don’t throw it away!” the phone’s text-to-speech said.
Mélina paused for a moment, before putting her hands on her hips with a scorn on her face. “Glitch, what did you do, this time?”
“I swear that I didn’t spend a single dollar!” the Porygon continued to communicate through its trainer’s device. “Not even with someone else’s credit card info! And it is totally not my fault that the contest’s randomisation system really, really sucked. Especially with their security.”
She groaned then facepalmed. “What are you getting me into this time...”
“Aw come on, I’m just giving you a little nudge so you can take a freakin’ vacation. You need a break, and you’re gonna take it. Doctor’s orders. Besides, I just know for a fact that you want to do something for the holidays. Or at least do something other than rot in here.”
“...Yeah, I do,” the woman sighed, admitting defeat. “Did it really need to involve controlling the results of a contest for this? Next time you could’ve just suggested me to go.”
“If I didn’t, you wouldn’t want to go, because the travelling there is either expensive or slow and cold.”
“So are you going to this free thing I worked on to get you or not!?”
“Yes yes, I’ll be going. Just promise me that we’re not gonna get in trouble with what you did.”
“I swear it won’t!”
Mélina may not admit it to Glitch, but its idea perhaps one of the best that he ever did for a while. (Even though it did have a few implications she didn’t agree on.) That train trip was luxurious; something she could only dreamed of. The bed was comfortable, the food was delicious, the view on that panoramic room was beautiful, and she was treated like a queen by the staff. There was even a Pokémon sitter of sorts so they could have a bit of the treatment too. She enjoyed her time so much that she didn’t want to leave… but she had to as the train arrived to its destination: the far-off town of Wollminster.
When she arrived, she couldn’t help but feel a little nostalgic from the weather and the decorations: it felt a lot like like home. A bit too much, perhaps, because her laziness crept up on her again. But she really didn’t want to miss out on the festivities. So she pulled up the scheduling pamphlet to try and find some events that would be simple and comfortable to do.
“Entertainment Exhibitions... ” she mumbled to herself aloud. “Starlette would love that but nah, don’t feel like getting on stage… Merchant’s Market? I’m curious, but ugh, I hate shopping, especially at this time of the year.”
She did a double-take as she read the third event. “Food? By the best cooks of the area? Oh my Mew.” While already salivating just from reading the description, Mélina grabbed a highlighter and circled at least a couple of times “Snacky Stalls” on the paper.
“Trim-a-Tree… Decorating trees is fun, and Catalina could make a good Christmas star tree...” she giggled, “but meh. Feels like too much trouble.”
“Sweet Stockings, on the other hand… I love the sound of that. More food with a side of Tapu Cocoa, all in the comfort of a home warmed up by a fireplace. I’m aaaall in.” Just like the cooking competition, she marked it as a must-see.
Looking over the last event though, she did a bit of a disgusted face. Going door-to-door in the cold to sing to strangers does not sound like a good time. Anyhow, she have a feeling she won’t have enough time to go to any more events.
So with that, Mélina headed to the Snacky Stalls, hoping her stomach was empty enough to sample every single dish it had - and have plenty of room for dessert afterwards.
OOC: If it wasn't clear enough (or just want a TL;DR), choosing Snacky Stalls and Sweet Stockings as the events Mélina is attending.