cityship: (Meanwhile...)
cityship ([personal profile] cityship) wrote in [community profile] trans_92011-10-11 07:06 pm

Medieval World!

Medieval World was one of the largest year-round renaissance faires in the multiverse.

Minstrels and bards wandered the streets, vendors sold ridiculously overpriced period clothing, jewelry, weapons, and turkey legs as big as a human's head, and the royal court mingled with the commoners. There were events everywhere: falconers, magicians, belly dancing, hypnotists, weapons competitions including swords, axes, maces, and bows, camel rides, Washing Well Wenches, fake jousting on wooden 'horses' suspended on ropes, and real jousting.

As was typical of these sorts of events, anachronicity was everywhere, as were patrons in all sorts of fantasy costumes.

Join in the fun!

[OOC: Add things if you want, and go for it!

Also, if anyone wants to win a flower for their lady from the Wenches, contact Shae for NPCing.
>:3]
governorkang: (Ale)

[personal profile] governorkang 2011-10-13 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Another patron offered up their beer for the wench, which she gladly accepted. After downing it, she looked around, "Where did Marie go? Oh, there she is! Everyone, I want your help in calling my cousin Marie down!"

Kang nodded in agreement, though he was grinning. As long as he wasn't the one getting messed with, he was more than happy to enjoy the show.

The wench told the crowd to shout, "Marie, it's that special time!" and as soon as the other wench heard it, she dashed down the aisle and started dancing around on the stage, taking off her gloves and beginning on the strings to her corset.

"No, Marie, not that special time."

"...oh."
not_the_philistine: (concern)

[personal profile] not_the_philistine 2011-10-13 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
If Goliath had any idea what the remainder of the show involved, he might have been trying to make himself a little more inconspicuous.

It probably wouldn't have worked. There were some varied races in this crowd, but not many that came close in stature to a gargoyle, or a draconian.

"What must we escape from, exactly?" he asked, turning to Elisa. The humans of the 20th century were much more . . . relaxed about shenanigans such as were going on with the two women on stage, between the outrageous flirting and the partial disrobing, but this was a public venue with children present. Surely the show could not get much racier than this.

As he spoke to Elisa, leaning over to address her, he did look slightly like he was trying to be inconspicuous, and failing at it.

[identity profile] newyorkbynight.livejournal.com 2011-10-13 10:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're going to want to get volunteers up on stage," she explained, noting that Goliath would be terrible at undercover work even if he was a little less conspicuous. "To help with ... whatever it is they're going to do."

She was still guessing about the actual contents of the show, but she was willing to bet that it wasn't the sort of thing that Goliath would enjoy. And he definitely wouldn't want to take part.
Edited 2011-10-14 20:43 (UTC)