The Festival of Wishes!

[indigo_league]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Pewter City!
When: June 24th
Summary: It's time to celebrate the Festival of Wishes!


Pewter City is one of those towns that doesn't draw a lot of attention. It's nice and has that museum, but it never seems to be the scene of much excitement.

But today, that's different. Because today, Pewter City has been doffed up to the nines, with visitors arriving from everywhere to celebrate the Festival of Wishes. The skies are crowded with uBIRDs flying in people from all over Johto and Kanto. The streets are filled with cheerful noises and many in the crowd have come in their finest yukata and kimono, adding splashes of colour to what might otherwise be a drab crowd. And if you'd like to try out one of these beautiful garments yourself, there are plenty of nearby shops offering rentals for the visiting crowds.

Stalls have gone up all over town, most hawking various forms of street food: Takoyaki, Yakisoba, Kaarage and many others! And for those looking to satisfy a sweet tooth, there's plenty of shaved ice, chocolate-covered bananas and Taiyaki to go around. Hopefully, you brought an empty stomach, because it would be a shame to miss out on all these yummy goodies.

But it isn't just food stalls that dot the streets. A wide variety of festival games are also available. From shooting galleries to ring toss to small lottery games -- whatever you might be in the mood for can be found here. Stuffed animals and sweets are the most common prizes to be won, but who knows, perhaps if you get very lucky, you might even win an Evolution Stone.

And, of course, no festival would be complete without a Test of Courage. Are you brave? Is fear something you only know from the dictionary? Then why not prove it? Why not enter Pewter City most haunted dwelling (usually just an office building) and show your mettle to your friends or even that special someone? Who knows, you might even earn a kiss if you protect them from the many horrors that dwell within (AKA, volunteers in costumes, a few ghost pokemon, and so many 'creepy' paper mache props)

There are also various stalls dedicated to traditional arts and crafts. From Calligraphy to Origami, if you have an interest in these matters, you'd do well to check them out. And you can do more than just buy some nice decorative pieces for your home, or a cute little origami figure of your favourite pokemon partner; many of the stalls also offer visitors the chance to try their own hand at these traditional skills. Are you the type of person who is always looking to learn a new skill? Or have you perhaps mastered these skills already and do you want to show off? Why not come over here and spend some time?

(Who knows, you might even impress someone special!)

And once night has fully fallen, the skies will light up, not just with the light of the stars and the moon, but with the many bright colours of fireworks! If you aren't completely tired out yet from all the festival games, why not sit down, relax, (maybe drink a beer if you are old enough) and enjoy the beautiful spectacle happening above you.


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But all of that cheer doesn't really answer the big question -- what is the Festival of Wishes?

Keen eyes (and not so keen eyes, really, they are everywhere) will be able to spot various decorations shaped like the pokemon Jirachi dotting the stalls everywhere. From small plush toys to folded origami figures, Jirachi's cheerful face can be found everywhere. There even is a theatre performance explaining the whole tale, but for those too busy stuffing their faces to partake in (ugh) culture, it all comes down to this: Jirachi is the Wish Pokemon. During the festival, people write down their wishes, hoping that Jirachi might fulfil them.

Of course, there is never a guarantee Jirachi will be around. It's been known to sleep a lot. But why not give it a try? It can't hurt, right?

Comments

[nastyboy]

Oh, bear! Now, that has quite a bite to it, doesn't it? I always found rabbit, as a game, to be far easier to procure, although of course it did not have the size to compare to bear.

But I thought it to be just a little bit chewier, depending on the season.

[okay yeah that's just the conversation they're on now apparently]

[Dimitri isn't even thinking twice about it, honestly]

[fatefulprince]

Yeah ... I can see why that might be. Can't say I've eaten rabbit before. But I have always enjoyed the crunch of vegetables! Hehe.

( Corrin notices more of the stalls once they make their way past the food. )

I don't want to take up too much of your time, as I know your loved ones will want to steal you back. But if you want to do an activity, I'm all for it. ( the origami, calligraphy and haunted house looks fun but ... it's all up to Dimitri. )

[nastyboy]

Well...

[Dimitri looks about the different stalls himself, twisting a small toothpick inbetween his fingers. After a moment, he comes to a decision, and looks back to Corrin with a smile.]

The night is still young, and there are hours still to seeing the fireworks. What is newest and most intriguing to you, Corrin?

[fatefulprince]

Hmmm ... ( he thinks for a moment, then lights up. )

Oh! I've got it! How about the arts and crafts area? We could make some fun things out of paper. Or even some origami!

[nastyboy]

That sounds wonderful! Although, ha, I do warn you that sometimes I am lacking somewhat in a delicate touch...

[Says the man super into woodcarving]

[fatefulprince]

Haha, don't worry. I'm awful with this sort of thing! We can suck together. ( bonding!! )

But it's the memories of a good time that matter more than the things we make, right? ( since they're at the stall now, he'll just go ahead and take a seat. ) Hmmm ... ( he picks up a brush pen, using it to tap his chin in thought. yes, he's getting black ink on his face while he does this because he's an idiot. ) I can't think! Do you have any ideas? ( and no, he has no clue that he's essentially drawn a big dark line across his cheek. )

[nastyboy]

[Bonding.]

[Still, Dimitri cannot argue the point Corrin makes! Especially because it was one that he made not that long ago. So he settles down besides him, taking in the painting supplies that are there in front of him.]

[Paint. The one artistic medium he has not truly tackled... He knows how to do well enough with pencil sketching, but Leonardo never got him to that point... And probably never would have because it's Leonardo da Vinci and the man can't finish things to save his life. It's a little bit intimidating, to have it in front of him like this.]

Well, for something like the painting that they have on display... Perhaps a flying type would be best? To show... that elegance, perhaps?

[But then he looks up at Corrin, and a laugh spurts out of him.]

Oh my!

[fatefulprince]

( sorry, Dimitri - all he heard was the word 'flying' and heard that laugh, now he's looking around for something-- )

Flying!? What's flying? Is it a firework? A clown? ( ... YOU NEVER KNOW.

AND... YEAH HE'S GOT A BIG STREAK PAINTED ON HIS FACE. without a clue. help. )

[nastyboy]

[Why would clowns fly-]

[But that's besides the point, with Dimitri shaking his head, still laughing.]

No, no - look in your reflection, Corrin!

[fatefulprince]

My-?

( where can he-? is there a mirror? something reflective-- OH. oh nOW HE SEES. )

OH! It seems I've made an art project of myself ... ( he laughs with embarrassment. ) Ah, I'm such a fool ...

[nastyboy]

You have an excitable spirit, and who could not help but appreciate that?

[No negative talk around him, sir! Unless he's the one doing it, to himself. Then it's fine.]

But here - hold on. I believe I may still have a handkerchief about me...

[A thing he's tried to remember to carry around, now that he's not wholly feral anymore.]

[fatefulprince]

( well, thanks, Dimitri! now he's both drawn-on and blushing as bright as a traffic light. )

I-I wouldn't say ... I mean, it's pretty embarrassing, right? ( he takes the handkerchief and wipes it off, leaving him as one bright, flustered boi. )

... Maybe let's try that again. ( gods he is just. so red. ) Why don't you make something first? I'll get brave again in a second. ( THIS BABY ... )

[nastyboy]

Perhaps, but I am no stranger to making a fool of myself as well, and in far worse ways than something so endearing as that.

[But still, he'll leave it be, if it's gotten Corrin that red.]

I wonder if I can properly make Adarllchgwin's form properly... [And so he tries to sort forming his best Altaria that he can.]

[What name just came out of his mouth? Don't worry about it.]

[fatefulprince]

Adalll... ( you know what, he's not even going to try and repeat that. )

Is that a ... weapon of some kind?

( don't mind him, Dimitri, he's used to weapons having names like that back in good old fateslandia. )

[nastyboy]

Oh, no. It is the name of my Altaria - my and Claude's Altaria. They were legendary birds told of in my childhood...

Well, his namesakes were. He himself is simply... he himself.

[fatefulprince]

Oh, wow! I have an Altaria too! I named him "Peep" because that's the sound he made when he was a Swablu, ehehe. Peep peep! Not quite interesting as a legendary bird tale. I like it!

( hm ... maybe he should make one too. )

I could also make Peep!

[nastyboy]

Ha! Well, it is certainly a fitting name for a bird, so I cannot say it is a bad name at all.

Hopefully your image of Peep comes out better than mine... [Dimitri's is, maybe, just a touch blob-ish]

[fatefulprince]

Ehhh ...

( Corrin's is ... WELL ....... something he is starting to reget forming in his hands. Peep looks, uh ... a bit limp. a bit sad.

and

maybe a little bit like something else. )

...

Why won't it stay up .... ( THIS IS A DISASTER. )

[nastyboy]

Why won't what -

Oh.

[Oh dear.]

Perhaps... Perhaps we should try a, ah, different art.

.......Before the children see.

[fatefulprince]

Agh! This is a disaster!

( he faceplants the table, shielding the world from his monstrosity. UGH. )

Dimitri ... I'm sorry. This has been the worst craft day ever.

[nastyboy]

[Alright, nope, nope. Dimitri abandons his own project, instead going over to gently smooth his hand there against Corrin's spine.]

Ah, and how could it be the worst when we have yet to even begun? [rub rub rub] Perhaps our folly was in doing this without instruction... and it is far from too late for that, Corrin.

So find some measure of cheer in you, for the night is not over yet.

[fatefulprince]

( wow ... that is the best massage he's ever had. )

That's true...! Okay. Last attempt at making something good. ( he yeets his Altaria into the trash. ) Hmmm ...

( honestly, he's so stuck for ideas. but then he sees some sparkly paper, and gets inspired. )

How many boyfriends do you have again? ( weird question, but-- )

[nastyboy]

Hm?

[Oh, lord, hold, hold on, let him just..... try to remember.]

There is Felix, of course, and Grant, Claude as well alongside Sylvain... Dedue? And Zuke, yes, and Byleth.

That... makes seven?

[..........................god he has so many how did it get to this]

[fatefulprince]

S-Seven boyfriends! ( HE TRIES TO NOT SOUND SURPRISED BUT IT

DEFINITELY COMES OUT THAT WAY. )

Ah ... ( cue blush! ) Sorry! Just ... wow. That's amazing! I-I can't even imagine what that must be like. I have only one boyfriend. But seven ...

( he's heard Byleth mention polyamory before, but he imagined like. two or three. not seven!! but, yes, he's starting to fold his origami sheets. and he's still blushing. )

Is it ... nice? Having so many people? If that's not rude of me to ask ...

[nastyboy]

....I always forget that it is so many.

[Not until he has to list the names out loud, feel the weight of each love on his tongue. Not until he sees the reaction another person gives him, the blinking or the wide eyes or furrowed brows.]

[Still the question is... Dimitri starts to twist the inkbrush in his hand, trying to do this calligraphy business still, before he goes to put it back in its place. Best to not make any further mess, honestly, especially since he doesn't want to waste papere.]

It can be... complex. Straining, at times, for emotions are so very complicated, and the hearts which bear them are so fragile. How can we all stay happy, and yet not feel unfaithful.

But... [His thumb sweeps over the knuckle of his other hand.] Oh, I would not trade it for anything in the world.