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Save Our Earth Mods ([personal profile] ourearth) wrote in [community profile] saveourearth2018-08-08 09:10 pm

A summer fête ! [Mingle]

Date: 11-08-2018
Characters: Everyone!


It's a way too hot day what did we do to deserve this beautiful hot summer's day. The very crispy brown Greens bustle with activity. Volunteers, artisans and some professionals are setting up the town's largest summer fête, nicknamed Triple-F ("Faith Full Fête") due to the organisers being all the local religious communities working together for this special occasion. More or less. Until we discuss which church, mosque, or other congregation is selling the best food. At that point things might become a bit more tense because obviously ours is better, laddie, but don't say that too loud because those poor sods two stalls down from us really think their samosas are better than our scones and we don't want to crush their dreams...

Even before things are fully set up, visitors are starting to trickle in, and there will be more and more over the day until it gets very busy around mid-afternoon, only starting to thin out again once the little ones have to go to bed.

And there's a lot to do besides buying and eating food (though that isn't to be scoffed at)! The official main attraction is obviously the cake judging and award ceremony for the best cake. Small visitors can enjoy a bouncy castle, a craft tent, a Punch and Judy show, face painting, and a storyteller.

Athletics start around mid-afternoon, are mostly split between age group and gender and come with a small reward. The only exception is the tug-o-war where in addition to the usual men-against-women tug there's also a congregation-against-congregation single-elimination tournament. There also used to be a tournament between the various towns/villages in the Mossgate Council, but that was banned a while ago because of the various incidents during the Folkton vs. Moss Manor matches. Other athletics include a three-legged-race, egg-and-spoon-race, sack race, various runs ("mums run", "dads run", "kids run", "grandpas run", "queens run", etc.) and a relay race.

After the athletics there is a pet show with the categories being "large dogs", "small dogs" and "various other pets". Awards go to the fluffiest pet, the one with the waggiest tail, and so on, but there also is an obstacle course and a prize for the best in show.

All throughout the afternoon and early evening, people can enjoy tombolas, raffles, coconut shies, a bat a rat stall and white elephant stalls along with the stalls of the local artisans and some local shops. In addition, there is a live band that seems to play more and more ABBA the later it gets. There is also a BBQ running the entire day, the proceeds of which all go to charity.

And of course there is cotton candy and donuts. And instead of just one ice cream van, this year the council has managed to engage a fleet of them. Make sure you eat your ice cream before it melts and the wasps eat YOU.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-10-30 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie had spotted Jim leaving the bakery and had followed him, meaning to wave him down and introduce him to Tigger, when she saw him go red in the face and start to stumble.

"Jim, are you alright? Oh shit!" Sadie watches him tumble just shy of the medical tent and rushes over. "Excuse me! Can someone help, my friend has collapsed?!"
tobodlygo: (asdjsfhdkkffm)

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-10-30 06:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim feels like he's watching himself from outside of his body as he stumbles just further into the tent, coughing and sputtering as his face goes bright red. Is this the lack of oxygen? Probably.

He feels hands place themselves on his arms and around his neck where he realises that he's actually scrabbling at and only stops when they're taken away.

He doesn't know how much time has passes when he feels a sharp jab in his thigh and- hey! Where are his jeans?! Where did-?

Oh- whoops. He's blacked out a little bit.

dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-01 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
Sadie hovers nearby as she watches the medics get to work. It was easy enough for them to realise it was an allergic reaction and then epi-pen Jim through his jeans.

"He's going to be out of it for a bit, so we'll place him on one of the cots inside." One of the younger medical volunteers tells Sadie.

"Would it be alright if I wait with him till he's conscious again?" Sadie asks and settles herself down in a camping chair near Jim until he wakes up, cat on lap and phone in hand.
tobodlygo: (Default)

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-11-06 04:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Jim flashes in an out of consciousness, heat flashing through his head and stomach and back again, trying to get his body to move but it responding with 'No, not yet.'

It's probably around the hour mark where he blinks back around into the world, and he's so, so confused.

"Hmm? Where?" Oh god his mouth tastes disgusting and dry.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-08 06:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Sadie glances up from where she'd quietly been playing with Tigger as soon as she hears Jim start to stir. Picking the cat up she moves back over to Jim's side.

"Jim? You're in the medic tent at the fête, you had a nasty allergic reaction to the nuts in the cake you were eating." She explains to the partially coherent man.
tobodlygo: (Disbelief)

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-11-12 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
That cat probably isn't going to be a lot of help either, if his now stuffy nose and itchy eyes have anything to say about it.

"Nus? I'm noh allergic t' nus."

As Jim starts showing signs of coherency the medical attendant comes over.

"Uh, yeah, you are. Like, you are very allergic to nuts," The young man, only a little bit older than Sadie but Jim's guess, tells him. "I don't think allergies like that just crop up overnight, dude."

dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-17 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
"You really are Jim," Sadie backs the medic up, "They had to epipen you."

She waits until the medic had gone before leaning in, concerned voice barely above a whisper. "Did your Number do this to you?"
tobodlygo: (Look up)

[personal profile] tobodlygo 2018-11-17 07:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Eugh. Jim feels so goddamned nauseous right now. He pressed the balls of hands into his eyes just to try and relieve some of the pressure that's building up in his head.

"I definitely wasn't allergic to anything before this, Sadie," he sighs, just trying to get a handle on the stuff that's happening right now.
dragoonrouge: (Sadie)

[personal profile] dragoonrouge 2018-11-18 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Definitely Number bollocks then." She pats his shoulder, gentle and sympathic. "You should probably get tested at the hospital allergy clinic."