07-04-2018, 10:29 PM
Summer was partway through -- Videogames would almost consider it 'almost over', really. I mean, there was another month, but that was all, really. He'd put it off long enough, anyways. The summer festival -- otherwise known as the Sun Festival. Videogames had been planning this thing for ages, see. It wasn't a lot, of course. Not compared to the ideas he had for the other festivals. He'd given his all to make this fun at all, though. During the day, he'd host the picnic. Then, during the night, the bonfire, and then blanket forts! It was foolproof! Videogames wouldn't deny his absolute excitement for this -- they'd had bonding time with the Stellar Command a little while back, but this was an even better opportunity! Now, Videogames was still a little reluctant to let them onto the territory. And he can't exactly pinpoint why. They wouldn't hurt us, would they? .. Somehow, he's more scared that something else will hurt them. He doesn't quite understand why. But also .. he does. He knows Moonlight Vale's horrible history -- full of blood and violence and death. Arrowhead had died and Videogames isn't quite sure why.
This is besides the point. Videogames has a festival put together and he'll be damned if it goes to waste. He'd invited the Stellar Command a while ago -- their first official event with em, really. Videogames was excited, and it showed by the blinding grin he held on his face. The festival in question is being hosted in the meadow. There's a bunch of tables set around, though they're fairly low for all of the small animals, of course. With little chairs and stools even still!! It was very neat. It was basically a picnic, anyways. There was one table not full of food, and then there was a bunch of picnic blankets out. The food on the tables are mostly just typical summer foods -- watermelons, ice cream, whatever the hell else. Meats. Videogames isn't quite sure how he'd gotten his paws on some of this stuff, but that's fine.
"Hey, bros! Stellar Command, Moonlight Vale. Welcome to the first official official festival, the Sun Festival! Hope yall have a good time, talk to each other and all that, cause not a lot of note is gonna happen till tonight," He snorts, but maintains a grin from the podium is stands on regardless. Of course, there'd be a water fight in a few minutes, because Videogames would be damned if he didn't start the game himself. People could probably host stuff like truth or dare if they wanted, Videogames didn't give a shit. So with this, the serval hops off of the podium and trods over to the lakeside and seats himself, still grinning like a madman. He didn't care much about the food, really. Just the fun. The bonding. Whatever.
//i promise that me posting this on the 4th is a coincidence
This is besides the point. Videogames has a festival put together and he'll be damned if it goes to waste. He'd invited the Stellar Command a while ago -- their first official event with em, really. Videogames was excited, and it showed by the blinding grin he held on his face. The festival in question is being hosted in the meadow. There's a bunch of tables set around, though they're fairly low for all of the small animals, of course. With little chairs and stools even still!! It was very neat. It was basically a picnic, anyways. There was one table not full of food, and then there was a bunch of picnic blankets out. The food on the tables are mostly just typical summer foods -- watermelons, ice cream, whatever the hell else. Meats. Videogames isn't quite sure how he'd gotten his paws on some of this stuff, but that's fine.
"Hey, bros! Stellar Command, Moonlight Vale. Welcome to the first official official festival, the Sun Festival! Hope yall have a good time, talk to each other and all that, cause not a lot of note is gonna happen till tonight," He snorts, but maintains a grin from the podium is stands on regardless. Of course, there'd be a water fight in a few minutes, because Videogames would be damned if he didn't start the game himself. People could probably host stuff like truth or dare if they wanted, Videogames didn't give a shit. So with this, the serval hops off of the podium and trods over to the lakeside and seats himself, still grinning like a madman. He didn't care much about the food, really. Just the fun. The bonding. Whatever.
//i promise that me posting this on the 4th is a coincidence
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