festival day!

[thespaceopera]

Who: EVERYONE
Broadcast: Up to you
Action: Everywhere in the Yadrolla system!
When: 5/30

[At last, the day has come: Festival Day! Once again, the Starstrikers have taken the trophy this year. But that doesn't mean members of other teams, or those who didn't play, can't celebrate with the rest of them!

There are parties everywhere. Ribbons, streamers, and confetti litter every major street in the system. (Remember what they say about glitter...) There is food on every block, and people cramming into shops to get in on the merch.

Don't forget about the reason for the festival-- the pet adoption drive! A large playground-type area has been set up on the Starstrikers' desert moon where people can play and interact with the lovable creatures needing new homes. Whether you're looking for companionship or just something to do, there's plenty to coo over! Every pet comes with an info card listing a fanciful name and a general description of their age and temperament. Maybe Sir Pringle the puppy or Marquess Mariana the fish can become your new best friend.

Sadly, the Fleet will be drifting in about a week... but feel free to party until then!]

Comments

Pets

[the_tailor]

[If they didn't already have two pets (one especially in constant need of attention), Lance would have picked up an armful of puppies and brought them back to the ship. But for now? Yeah. He's cool joining Keith in playing with them.

Right now, Lance is laying down with about five puppies climbing on top of him, one happily licking his face.]

Okay, Keith, if I die here via puppy smothering, don't resuscitate me. This is how I want to go.

[tempredmental]

[One particular puppy had decided to be Keith's buddy for the duration of their visit. He chuckled a little at Lance's comment.]

I don't know... losing my boyfriend to a swarm of puppies seems almost cruel. It's like... they're so cute, but... I'd have to avenge you in some way.

[He was teasing... or was he?]

[the_tailor]

Noooo... You don't get to lay a hand on these cuties. I mean, super A+ on you avenging me, but you do it in a way that doesn't harm any of them.

[He pets one that's nuzzling him. God, these puppies are so affectionate. Lance really does love dogs.]

[tempredmental]

I don't think something like that is even possible, Lance.

[Not that he had any inkling of a thought that Lance was actually going to die. Keith knew his silly dorky boyfriend was just exaggerating the situation.]

And I don't know... I mean, I might have to choose the puppies. They're pretty cute.

[the_tailor]

[He gives an overdramatic gasp, startling one of the puppies, but still.]

Et tu, Keith? The star of my life would betray me so easily?

[tempredmental]

Wouldn't you? I mean, what if the tables were turned? Would you pick cuddling with cute puppies or avenging my slow death of cuteness overload?

[Eyebrow quirk at you, Lance.]

[the_tailor]

Can't I somehow do both at the same time?

[Have a pathetic whine, Keith. Even whinier than some of the pups.]

[tempredmental]

I don't know. Is that possible? I mean... death is a pretty big thing to have to avenge.

[Keith shrugged lightly.]

[the_tailor]

But Keeeeeeiiiiiith... Aw, heck, come here and snuggle with me and the puppies.

[And he gives his usual grabbyhand motion. Sorry your boyfriend is such an affection leech, Keith.]

[tempredmental]

[Just to be difficult, Keith went and plopped the puppy he was holding into Lance's waiting hands.]

[the_tailor]

[Another gasp. How dare. Lance gives a "hmph" and just snuggles the puppy instead, giving it a kiss on the top of their head.]

Fine, guess they're just gonna steal all my hugs and kisses, you traitor.

[tempredmental]

[Keith laughed.]

Like you're so wounded with a bunch of cute, fluffy puppies on you.

[He did shift over a little to sit next to Lance, pressing his leg up against him.]

[the_tailor]

I'm in agony.

[Anything but. He can't hide his laugh for long.]

This is like the best thing ever.

[tempredmental]

[Seeing Lance laugh got Keith to grin.]

Yeah... they remind me of Shiro's dog back home.

[He leaned in close to pet the one that had flopped on Lance's chest and was now yawning, ready to nap.]

[the_tailor]

Yeah? What were they like?

[Aww, sleepy puppy... Alright, Lance is fine being a mattress right now.]

[tempredmental]

Sora... she looked a lot like these guys. Really well trained... affectionate and playful. She was a great comfort when things got rough.

[Keith had found that out. Because, as much as she had been Shiro's dog, if Keith had a bad night while he was staying there, that dog was at his side, licking and nuzzling to help him through it.]

[the_tailor]

Sora. That's a really pretty name for a dog. It means...uhh, let me remember... I think it means "sky" in Japanese, right?

[He knows things!]

[tempredmental]

Yeah. Shiro was a huuuuge space nerd. It was the whole reason he joined the Garrison, I think. [Keith chuckled a bit, petting the sleepy pup.] I miss having her around.

[the_tailor]

Maybe we'll see her when we go back to Earth. I'm sure she's gonna want a million cuddles after not seeing her two favorite people for a while.

[tempredmental]

[That definitely got a smile from Keith.]

I sure hope so.

[Though, Keith wasn't sure if he wanted to go back, yet, it would be nice if that could happen if he did go back.]

[the_tailor]

I wish I had a pet back home to introduce to you, but we didn't have room in the house for one... I mean, I guess we have some chickens that hang about? But I don't think they're really that great for cuddling.

[tempredmental]

[Keith made a face and then shook his head.]

Nah... I doubt that a lot. I can't see myself cuddling a chicken. That's just weird.