The Carnival of Velvet Hours

Dokzentir

The Court of Indefinite Color announced the Carnival of Velvet Hours. A ceremony meant to collect the most influential and significant individuals around the world, bringing them all together to meet in the wonderful land of the Season of Indefinite Color. An event of making ties and connections, of the elite dealing with the elite. The Court of Indefinite Color wished to use the festival to establish relations with all those that are marvelous and significant.

The ceremony would take place within the Garden of Parabola. A place where the stars are dreaming. A place where the night lasts forever. A place of indefinite romance.

The Carnival of Velvet Hours would be hell and heaven for the senses, a spectacular event of indulgence. Mountains of food and drinks of indefinite variety from all around the world. The cakes were made of dreams, the wine felt like fiery confidence in the belly, the juicy fruits tasted like forbidden delights. Enchanting music played all throughout the Garden of Parabola, always appropriate for the drama of the situation.

A letter appeared one night on an office table of the Ministry of Diplomatic Affairs. The letter is golden and rosy and smells of caramel and cotton candy. It is addressed to “Dear ol’ Minister Marry”. It was an invitation to the Carnival of Velvet Hours. She may bring up to 3 other guests.

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Drbeansguy

A plane lands a couple miles away from the carnival location, on the plane are the 4 3 guests attending the carnival. Our dear ol minister of MoDa marry, the minister of MoMm Ingrid, and the minister of MoSs.

When they land the bay door drops open, and they appear to be have... Hawaiian type shirts?

Dokzentir

A large purple and ivory gateway towered in the overgrown landscape. In front of which stood a tall butterfly-like creature, pure white in elegant black attire. As the troupe approached she greeted them with a frozen smile. She seemed to be staring through them into nothingness.

"Greetings of what I assume to be esteemed guests. Stepping through the Velvet Gateway will transport you to the Carnival in the Garden of Parabola, a securely stashed away location. By entering the Velvet Gateway you agree to the Terms and Conditions delivered to you in your last daydreams. Please remove anything of Carmine on your person, placing it in the secured chest. It will remember you as a person, and open for you only. In case you exit the Carnival a different person, the chest will refuse to open for you.

She held up an empty piece of paper and started demonstratively inspecting it with a monocle, all while keeping her intense stare and unwavering smile.

"You were allowed to bring a number of guests, and I will now clear up some possible ambiguity. Individuals with multiple personality disorder will have every personality count as a separate guest. Identical twins count as the same person, provided they remain in close contact and are able to communicate with each other. Two halves of a brain count as the same person, provided they remain in close contact and are able to communicate with each other. If the Carnival Committee notices at any time the number of people of your troupe overstep the number of allowed guests, individuals from your group will be randomly picked and sent to the Summer Penitentiary until the number is back within the bounds."

Ominous music fills the air

"The Carnival has been enhanced with dramatic music to fit the situation. At the Carnival you will meet with the most fabulous people. I wish you marvelous contentment in indulging in your deepest desires in a place the rest of the world cannot observe. If you have any questions, vibrate your vocal cords to produce patterned sound-waves which will provide me with the information of your request."

She stopped smiling and started to stare blankly into the distance.

((You may enter and be accompanied by your personal theme music.))

Drbeansguy

The minister of MoSs pipes up, with a hint of suspicion in his voice says

Minister of MoSs: "So you say no one can see us if we enter those gates, then i can assume you have top notch security in this place correct. Not saying we are war criminals or anything, just if no one can see us its just asking for a murder scene to happen"

Dokzentir

The gatekeeper starts smiling again. "Murders are events. The outside world cannot perceive what happens in the Carnival of Velvet Hours. They won't hear you laugh, they won't hear you cry, they won't hear you scream. If you wish to engage in sadistic pleasures, things are setup for the occasion. As the elite, it is your right to indulge without restraint or consequences. The Committee ensures a delightful Carnival to its guests. The Committee ensures the Carnival will not be interrupted. The Committee cannot be stopped from fulfilling its purpose."

Drbeansguy

(You wanted this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCCCb7ZWXz4)

Minister of MoSs: "Right..... Well we will just get going then, thank you i guess."

The minister of MoSs and MoMm very carefully walking away while not breaking eye contact with this thing. Marry on the other hand looks at the butterfly thing, gives it a nod. Then just walks straight in

Dokzentir

The sky shifts. It grows first bright, then dark. Stepping through the gate feels like you just travelled across half the universe. Marry and her companions dramatically enter the Carnival of Velvet Hours.

The Garden of Parabola. The night is dark, but the stars are bright and colorful. The air has a comfortable coolness. The tall hedges are irregular and beautifully chaotic, providing an organic layout and many hidden places to reside. The main area is loud and bright and full of color, music, and odor, while the intensity of sensations slowly decays the further away in the convoluted growths one wanders. The occasional small river flows through the thicket, the black water mirroring the stars. There is food and drink and all matters of delights. A colorful and extravagantly dressed individual with a rainbow umbrella greets new arrivals in a melodic voice.

Here gather the elites around the world; to enjoy themselves, to conspire with each other, to escape the angry mob back home. The Carnival of Velvet Hours does not care about your past misdeeds, as long as you are part of the elite.

Drbeansguy

Outside however another skimtari is running straight towards the butterfly thing and the arches. The skimtari is yelling incoherent nonsense but they are still running. As they approach the butterfly thingy she puts her hand inside her metaphorical pocket and pulls out some salt and yells "POCKET SALT" while throwing it at the butterfly thingy.

Dokzentir

Getting a handful of salt thrown in her eyes, the gatekeeper is momentarily blinded. When she finally managed to regain her vision, the foreigner was nowhere to be seen. Being of the worldview that nothing was happening when she did not directly witness it, the possibility that the foreigner might have entered the gateway was absurd. More likely was that they just disintegrated when she had her eyes closed. So she did nothing more than continually guarding the gate.

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A transport ship has seen flying through the skies and landed near the entrance of the carnival. With only seconds passed, the doors of the transport ship has been open with 4 armed Ervornits running out of the ship and seems to lined up on the doors of the transport ship as if they are guards. Then another one is coming out of the transport ship and it is revealed to be Cambrosa, the current leader of Ungerlasth. Cambrosa then looks around the place, "So this is the place of where the invitation sends me to?" said by Cambrosa, "It appears to be so, Sir." responded by one of the 4 armed Ervornits. Cambrosa pulls out the invitation letter from his personal carriage containment on his waist and looks at it then back to the building, "Well then-" Cambrosa then stretches a bit "-Let's get this going." As he is now approaching to the entrance with his 4 guards following him behind

Dokzentir

As the troupe approached the large purple and ivory gateway the gatekeeper went through her text again.

"Greetings of what I assume to be esteemed guests. Stepping through the Velvet Gateway will transport you to the Carnival in the Garden of Parabola ... Terms and Conditions delivered to you in your last daydreams ... enhanced with dramatic music to fit the situation ... If you have any questions, vibrate your vocal cords ..."

She paused for a moment and then continued.

"As you have an invitation of one person, only a singular individual of your troupe will be allowed to enter. Additional guests entering the gate will be sent to the Summer Penitentiary."

She put on a pair of shades protecting her eyes.

((You may enter and be accompanied by your personal theme music.))

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One of the Ervornit guards was about to protest about the leader going on his own until they got shushed by Cambrosa, "I see, very well then." Cambrosa looked to 4 of his guards with a reassuring face "Don't worry about me everyone, I can handle myself.", "But Sir-" the Ervornit guard protested again but got shushed once again, "Like I said, I can handle myself.", the 4 guards looked to each other then lowered their heads "Yes Sir...", Cambrosa turned back to the gatekeeper "So, mrs. Gatekeeper, where is the way for this "Summer Penitentiary" for my guards"

Dokzentir

"You misunderstand, the mentioning of the Summer Penitentiary is meant as a deterrence from more guests entering than allowed. The Gate is only for guests. Your companions are best served maybe residing here, or in one of the nearest towns. Unless of course they are really ecstatic about the Summer Penitentiary. They are certainly allowed to go there if they desire. It its a lifetime experience after all. Just remember that what enters will never exit the same."

A hole in a large nearby tree opens, showing an endless field of sunflowers. One can hear faint screams in the distance.

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"Huh.", Cambrosa turns back to the guards who are still there behind him, "So, which one of you wants to go to the Summer Penitentiary.", with no given response, Cambrosa gives off a robotic sigh "Fine, go back to the transport ship, I'll signal you all whenever I am ready to leave this place." the guards then nodded and went back to ship, as Cambrosa turns around back to the Velvet Gateway, the doors of the ship closed shut and now hovering off the ground then flied away. "Now, where should I go next" Cambross said as he is fixing up the red robe he is wearing

Dokzentir

"By entering the gateway one enters the Carnival of Velvet Hours, taking place int the Garden of Parabola. It is a place far away from here, stashed in a secret location not in this world. So you will be absolutely private and unobserved from anyone other than our other guests. You will be able to indulge in your desires or meet other elites and form connections. I wish you a fabulous evening."

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"Interesting." as Cambrosa looked up on the gateway while putting his mechanical fingers on what is left to be his chin, he then looks to the gatekeeper and nodded "Thank you for the warning Mrs. Gatekeeper, I'll be on my way now.", Cambrosa looks back to the gateway and started to walk through it.

Dokzentir

An extravagantly dressed Switterlind with a rainbow umbrella steps forward to greet the new guests from Tepror. They recognized Primrose Envoy Faziir, who had been present during the Pythian Assembly, with his cheery demeanor. "Oh dear ol' Marry, wonderful to see you here. Care for a sweet delight?" He held out a glittering, rosy cupcake. "It is made from the dreams of innocent children. Or maybe you have a more devilish taste." He held out a black cupcake with red icing reminding of blood. "It is made from the dreams of guilty children. Very guilty children."

Right at that moment, Cambrosa arrived in a puff of violet smoke at the entrance. Faziir called them over with a gesture: swinging the umbrella in a wild arch causing a faint rainbow. "A greetings, maybe you wish to choose first? Do you prefer the taste of innocence or guilt?"

Drbeansguy

The ministers move to greet the envoy with skimtari brand professionalism, Marry on the other hand is not pleased at the appearance of two political figures. On her only week off no less, she is quite peeved. This anger is only to grow as ANOTHER skimtari with a lab coat jumps out of nowhere are scares the death (Haha dead joke) out of marry.

Marry: "God why are there so many people here to ruin my holiday, i get ONE WEEK to relax out of an entire year. But no, Mr Cambrosa had to arrive and Alexa needed to show her face, you know what no Cambrosa get over here. Mae it snappy please, im not in a good mood and i control your taxes"

Dokzentir

With no-one seemingly interested in them, Faziir begins to devour the two cupcakes. He then points to a shelf full of esoteric masks. "If you wish to move around the Carnival unidentified, there are masks there. They will magically hide your identity, making you unrecognizable to anyone, only just another guest of many." He demonstratively puts on a mask. His form becomes dreamy, shifting, and incomprehensible. His voice is also twisted and distorted. "Many people like to indulge themselves into dark pleasures here, without ruining their image." As he moves towards the center of the Carnival, his form is lost; unidentifiable between all the other guests.

The carnival has loud and silent sections. Bright and dark ones. Food and drink of all variety is found almost everywhere.

Drbeansguy

Marry turns her attention to Faziir, she is still not in the mood but she becomes slightly less unbearable to be around

Marry: "Thank you but no thank you, I don't plan on acting on any "dark pleasure's" you speak of. Im here to just enjoy myself, relax, and hope your carnival has good beer that can get me drunk. Little known fact but skimtari cant get drunk, so lets see if you can make that so."

Marry directs her attention back to Cambrosa. The minister of MoSs (Snow) and the crazed skimtari Alexa on the other hand takes one of the masks with mixed reaction.