Tana-baa-ta

[survivaltricks]

WHO: everyone!
WHERE: the pasture
WHEN: day 22, all day

[the morning of day 22 begins with a light drizzle, as has been typical for the past few days. but despite the damp weather, a playlist of music also echoes across the pasture, luring you towards the center!]

[there, you will find that someone has planted a large bamboo tree, which is surrounded by wooden tables that are covered with colorful slips of paper and pens. a colorful sign, decorated with random doodles of stars, clouds, suns, and other fun shapes, contains a set of instructions:]

WELCOME TO TANABATA!

WRITE A WISH ON A PIECE OF PAPER AND TIE IT TO THE BAMBOO TREE.

HAVE FUN!

[the music and the bamboo wishing tree are a great start to the festival, but other people have been hard at work to make this a day to remember, right?]

[it's time to celebrate Tana-baa-ta!]

((FEEL FREE TO MAKE YOUR OWN TOP LEVELS IN THIS POST AS WELL! I made a few to get things going, but you should all run wild and free and thread to your heart's content ♥))

Comments

[finalbows]

I... believe I find it interesting the way you chose to ask that question.

_{[ without a truth field, for one. He starts shuffling his deck. ]}

How about we draw cards, until you decide for yourself if I do, or not? _{[ he fans them out. ]}

[debug_mode]

You want me to pick a card?

[finalbows]

Point, tatterdemalion, and I'll flip.

[debug_mode]

Thay's not my name. My name is Your Name.

[Doesn't pick one]

[finalbows]

You can have it, if you really want it. I tire of the thing.

_{[ welp, just gonna gather up the fan of cards and shuffle the deck some more, then. ]}

[debug_mode]

Ah. My fortune is not written! How fortunate.

[finalbows]

_{[ rolls his eyes. ]} Yes, there you have it. True freedom from the bonds of fate: a refusal to look.

[debug_mode]

A world of infinite choices.

[she smiles.]

[finalbows]

Hm. A fan of our bulletin board poet-in-residence?

[debug_mode]

That was me. Your Name.