The Festival of Bonds (Sticks Pride 2025)

[unheiring]

The A in LGBTQIA Stands For “All Hail"

H-O-T T-O G-O

For those of you that have spent the last few weeks in or around Night Vale, you’ve probably seen a handful of rainbow adorned signs here and there. Various events have been occurring throughout the town — the Night Vale Community Theater put on a very bawdy live performance of a book called Taken By The Gay Unicorn Biker, while the Night Vale Psychological Association has held various events gently reminding the public that it is okay to be straight. Most of these have been largely closed off to residents, though a few more generous souls might gently offer to let you in.

Around the 15th of the month, however, a load of new signs go up not just in Night Vale, but around the Grove. The culprit, of course, is one Luca Aurelius, who hurriedly puts up signs wherever one might see. Like the others, it’s similarly decorated in a colorful light prism, though the name is a little different.

Welcome to the Festival of Bonds

A list of events follows below the title. Of note:

• The Annual Night Vale Pride Parade
  
• A Drag Show and Karaoke Competition, featuring a special guest judge
  
• A Date Auction, hosted by Luca Aurelius
  
• And much, much more.

Ain’t Been OUT In Awhile Anyway

And much, much more happens to come far sooner than the rest of the festivities. Seemingly overnight, the town of Night Vale becomes a paradise of pride. Flags are unraveled and hang from every pole, window, and shoulder of the various citizens of the city. Various events erupt throughout the borough, both sanctioned and unsanctioned. The Car Lot hosts a Drag Drag Show, in which participants will be assigned to their corresponding sexualities or gender identities, and forced to assemble not only a safe and fabulous outfit, but participate in a race against the other teams.

Meanwhile, a sinkhole has opened up within Mission Grove Park, revealing the long forgotten Night Vale colosseum. Those who venture down will be captured and sent into the arena, where they will have five minutes to craft the most sturdy glowstick weapon and fight their competitor. The first one to break and spill glow goo all over its fighter will be deemed the loser.

Several booths are also present, throughout town. Many of them house non-descript photobooths which, when stepped into, will change the outfit of whoever stepped in to a coordinating outfit to their sexuality or gender — whether they’re aware of it or not. Thankfully, there are plenty of charts to decode the colors. Have fun learning about yourselves!

Of course, you might also come out wearing a rainbow poncho. It’s a good thing that you did, because right as you do, the Glow Cloud (all hail) appears. A rain of painted and dyed animals falls from its fluffy, glowing depths. Thankfully, these animals are all alive for once. Thank you, Glow Cloud (all hail).

On the night of the full moon, of course, several citizens crawl out of the woodwork, heading into the dust of the desert. They’ll drag you along if you’re not careful, too. Why? It’s time for the gender neutral bellowing to the ancient gods. Make sure you’re dressed to impress, just in case they arrive.

Meanwhile, the volunteer committee for Wrath Month is more than happy to tell anyone about their upcoming ball drop, which marks the end of June and the transition into July. Anyone nearby is encouraged to write the name of their most beloathed and drop it into the massive crystal ball. When the ornate structure shatters on the final night of June, the names will be scattered to the wind. The Wrath Committee happily reminds you that ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ.

On a happier note, many of your own seem to have adjusted well to the festivities. Pavlova Cookie has opened up a tent a ways away from the festivities. The quiet, when paired with the soft pillows and blankets adorning every surface within the tent, makes for a cozy atmosphere. It’s perfect for the service Pavlova Cookie offers — Relationship Advice.

We're All Friends Of Dorothy And So Is My Horse

As you’ve probably come to expect with Night Vale, nothing about the Pride Parade is anywhere close to normal. Each passing group gets a little louder, a little prouder than the last. And the parade? It doesn’t stop. For days, they trudge on and on throughout Night Vale. Want to cross the street? Too bad, you’ll be waiting for an hour or two? About to go on a jog? Good luck getting through the crowd.

If asked how they manage to be everywhere, the members simply respond “We’re here and we’re queer.” Great. Helpful.

Thankfully, each section of the parade has a banner announcing themselves. It’s probably the only way you might distinguish some of the participants, considering the weird shticks each group seems to have going. Notably:

• Every member of the transgender track club is entirely invisible. Their clothes and adornments are not.
  
• A green-tinted glass float goes by, sponsored by the antique shop. Two men sporting matching MLM capes cryptically remind you “doɥS ʇ,uoᗡ 'ʇdop∀”. At night, the float is accompanied by black lights, revealing an eerie glow from the float itself.
  
• The Aces and Arrows poker and archery club hosts a mobile display, featuring targets color coded to the Ace and Aro flags. The poker players throw their cards with deadly precision, while archers deftly shoot through any cards that land in the bullseye.
  
• The standing pansexual army is adorned in armor sourced entirely from their kitchens
  
• The Sapphic Sword Fighting team participates in a unique dance of swordplay and theater. A dragon dodges out of the group every few blocks and steals the hottest woman they can find. There may be makeouts.
  
• A float with a banner declaring “Protect the Dolls” rolls through. A number of life-sized ball jointed dolls stare eerily into your soul. For those of you who are not out to yourselves yet, a number of realizations may occur soon after.
  
• There's a gay float brought to you by the joyous congregation of the smiling god, who misunderstood the assignment. Gay vore enthusiasts may still find something to love about this, I’m not your dad.
  
• The kink pride group is infiltrated by a number of bears in leather gear. Any homophobes in the audience will be ritually fed to them.
  
• The local association of realtors have created their own float. Unfortunately, it is occupied by a number of deer. Fortunately, they are very in the spirit of the festival, and will be throwing candy and mardi gras beads into the crowd.
  

Anyone is welcome to participate. Hell, if you don’t, you might just get dragged into the celebration should someone clock you. Or just want to give you hell. Welcome to the black Gay Parade

Always, I Wanna Be With You

Before the final party can begin, and before the divas walk the runway, one very important matter of business has to be taken care of. Luca takes his place on the stage, holding a number of envelopes, each adorned with a heart and a different name on it.

“When I call your name, please step up to the stage. We’ll start each bid at ten shells, and go until you see fit to stop.” Luca flashes a grin to the crowd and begins pulling out envelopes. Some of you probably expect your name to come up — you did sign up , after all. Others, however, will be very surprised when their own is called. Unfortunately, the submission box has developed a mind of its own.

Well… Have fun with that.

I Wanna Make A Supersonic Man Out Of You

Once the dates have been assigned, the fun really begins. Music begins playing at full volume, sending pounding beats through the whole building. Yes, there is a disco ball. Of course there is foam. And all the left over glow sticks have been broken, leaving you to paint whatever glowing nonsense you want on your skin.

Of course, halfway through the night, the crowd settles down as the lights on a nearby stage come on. The drag show is about to begin. Volunteers are welcome, but if the stage goes empty for too long, characters will find that there will be consequences. Namely, the arrival of the Sphere, which hovers above unsuspecting victims performers. There is no way out. Attempts to dodge the responsibility by insisting you’re not dressed for it will result in you being deposited in front of a nearby photobooth.

There’s only one thing to be done. Lipsync for your life

Spark Notes

summary

• Photobooths that will assign random outfits. These will be color coordinated to whatever pride flag you feel your character identifies with..
  
• Or they’ll get rained on by the glow cloud
  
• Enjoy drag races in drag at the car lot.
  
• Bellow to the new moon if you feel like it
  
• Sign up for wrath month by entering the name of your worst enemy.
  
• Fight to the glowy death (not really) in the newly revealed Night Vale Colosseum.

There are also three “main” events:

• A pride parade featuring various displays. Yes, you can join in. Or you can get dragged in. I guess you can also be eaten by the bears, I’m not your dad.
  
• A date auction, in which your character can be “accidentally” entered or voluntarily do so. Please sign up here if you haven’t
  
• A big old party occurs, interrupted by a massive drag show. Like before, your character can willingly go up on stage, or be randomly selected by the Sphere.
  

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Dating Auction

[unheiring]

[Luca steps up to the stage, dressed to the nines. He holds a microphone in his hand, which he's thankfully already spent a solid day getting the hang of. No temporal fish out of water here, thank you.]

Welcome, everyone! To start this evening's party right, we will be making sure you are properly assigned a date. From this box... [He motions to a nearby pedestal, with an ornate wooden box sitting atop of it. The very sight of it seems to exude both power and mystery. #JustNightValeThings.] I will be drawing each of your names and reading off a description. From there, the bidding will begin. All proceeds, based off of the usual currencies, will go toward keeping the bar stocked and events ongoing.

If there are no questions [No, he won't give you time to ask.] We shall begin.

[And without wasting another moment, he plucks out the first name.]

[[I'll be plopping little character descriptions in as I receive sign-ups. Please be patient!]]

Razlo

[unheiring]

[Luca makes a brief face as he reads off the name. How does one accurately describe someone like Razlo, let alone in a way that might appeal to an audience. Time to figure that out, Luca supposes.]

Razlo enjoys long walks on a bloody beach, and a thorough diet of meat, meat, and more meat. He can be found both at the bar, and tearing off chunks of trees with his own teeth. If you are the type of person who desires a man that can break you over his knee, look no further.

Thorns

[unheiring]

Thorns, also known as Isidro, is a very talented man. Not only can he identify a strain of neurotoxin in .5 seconds, he will easily determine your exact love language and cater his whims to yours. Not only is he incredibly passionate [A wink to the audience.] but he isn't afraid to be spontaneous. His efforts will almost assuredly turn your world upside down.

White Lily Cookie

[unheiring]

Gentle, loving, and stunningly beautiful are only a few words to describe our beloved White Lily Cookie. She has spent painstaking months caring for our number — now it is your turn to take care of her. With a love language coded in acts of service and quality time, she is a perfect fit for someone who wants to love and be loved with their whole heart.

That being said, don't discount this Crunchy Cookie's wild side. All I ask is that you be careful. Anyone who doesn't handle her gentle heart will be sure to face the wrath of most of us here in the Grove.

Joshua Rosfield

[unheiring]

Being a firebird incarnate, you can expect nothing short of fiery passion from this young man. The only thing that rivals the depth of his love is the strength of his heart and the resourcefulness of his mind. While he has long rallied our forces and allowed us to take great strides in our knowledge of this world, it's about time someone did the caring for him.

Don't miss your chance to thoroughly treat and spoil someone who would gladly do the same for you.

Meryl

[unheiring]

Small, well-read, and incredibly fierce, this young woman will certainly give you a night you won't forget. Play nice, and she'll publish nothing but the sweetest poetry of you. Give her a rough time, however, and you'll find yourself in a world of hurt.

Verso

[unheiring]

The man may have terrible taste [Yes, he's seen him with Kiera. No, he will not let it go.] But at least his pretty face makes up for it. With eyes that seem to see into your soul, and perfectly dyed hair, he certainly meets all the requirements for tall, dark, and mysterious. Act now if you want to eat this man up yourself. Or maybe he'll eat you up in kind?

Sidney

[unheiring]

If being fed to the pride parade bear was even mildly appealing to you, then this man will be perfect for you. Burly but with a charming heart of gold, not only can you count on this man to make you smile, but you know you'll always be safe within his very, very large hands.

"Flamebringer"

[unheiring]

[Luca draws the next name out of the box and... immediately finds himself scowling. He scrunches the piece up and shoves it into a pocket, then reaches for another one.]

You have got to be... [He shakes his head.] Apparently, someone's left and right titty have been nominated? Specifically those of Flamebringer. The note makes it very clear that yes, there is a man attached to them.

... If you really want to bid on this, be my guest.

[Otherwise, he's throwing both pieces of paper straight at FB.]

Aira

[unheiring]

Now then, I want everyone to pay close attention for this one. The following candidate is of a younger age than most of us. As such, his options will be explicitly limited to his age group, and anything that occurs will take place explicitly with a chaperone of his choice at the Watchtower. The full-course meal will be catered by myself in a private evening get-together.

Is everyone clear?

[He waits for the murmurs of assent before continuing.]

Good. Now then, I would like you all to meet Aira Shiratori, one of the newest members of the grove, being an, er... idol back home? [The only idols he's familiar with are the ones that get worshipped? He needs to talk to Mafuyu more.] Singing, dancing, and performing are all in his repertoire. Perhaps you might yet learn a thing or two from him?

Till

[unheiring]

Do you crave a tortured artist in your life? Look no further than the eagle-eyed, sharp-tongued Till. He may not hesitate to verbally tear you a new one, but that bristling exterior hides a creative and talented soul. Take the time to get to know him, while also teaching him a little bit more about himself this evening by placing your bids now

I, personally will be starting the bid at 25 shells.

[Can he do that? Well, this is his show so yes.]

Question

[nitrotempered]

If I buy someone, can I make them fight me?

Relationship Advice

[lovelyredthread]

[ Whether you came here as a joke or out of curiosity-- or if you genuinely want to receive the advice he's offering, you've found yourself at a tent just far enough away from the din of the pride-goers to be comfortable. It's decorated with pride flags of all kinds, and a little sign hangs above the entrance flap indicating Pavlova is present and accepting guests

inside is the child you may or may not have met before, sitting among the blankets and pillows he's lined the tent with. Fairy lights illuminate the area and he smiles at you knowingly. ]

Welcome! What do you need help with today?

[unheiring]

[Luca is... not at all convinced that this will do him any good. But he is desperate, so here he is anyway. He does have half of a mind to walk straight back out when he sees that there's a literal child in the center of the tent but... ugh, why not indulge him.]

The sign said something about relationship advice? I was wondering if you might be able to provide me with some... assistance.

[ozmosis]

[ Oscar knows how fairs work, and he knows how these sorts of booths at fairs work. He'll walk in, whoever's running the booth will give him a cold reading, the reading won't be very accurate, and Oscar will thank them while using the inaccurate cold reading to more accurately reflect on himself.

So he walks into the tent in a mood that's both skeptical and open, and brightens when he realizes he recognizes the person running it. ]

Oh— hi!

[eidxiety]

[Ain has never seen a Pride Parade, or all these pride flags. Honestly, he knows it's a celebration, he's just barely sure what it's about other than "being gay" and "doing crimes". He steps out of the photobooth in an outfit, and apparently it represents his sexuality in some way?? Neat. Cool. But someone else is wearing a flag he doesn't know, so he taps your shoulder.]

What do your colours mean?

[Alternatively, you'll catch him as the rainbow animals are falling from the Glow Cloud (all hail), scooping as many as he can up and sitting down on the sidewalk with them. At least the ones that hit the ground land on their feet.

Currently, Ain has a whole-ass lamb and is holding it up under the arms and giving it kisses, while his million biblically-accurate eyes swivel around to look at you.]

Aren't they cute? Do you think we can take them home with us?

[sesa]

[Sesa has been spending most of this event with his fiance, obviously, and no doubt Elliot is nearby or even just With Him right now as Ain comes up and taps his shoulder. When Sesa turns around, Ain will see that the photobooth has dressed him accordingly in mlm colors because this man is GAY gay. And rainbows too, of course. He even has little ribbons tied around his horns.]

Mine? I'm fairly certain mean that I like men...that's what others have told me, anyway.

[He tilts his head a little, giving Ain's rainbow ensemble a once-over.]

I think I prefer the rainbows, if I'm honest.

[notthislife]

[Verso has never seen a Pride before, but he has to say, he enjoys the spirit of it. There's a sense of whimsy and delight that he hasn't experienced in many, many years. Decades even. The splashes of color would surely make a Painter weep, and his musically inclined heart loves the sound that follows him everywhere.

Of course, much of it feels very new to him. Lumiere was a welcoming place, but there weren't nearly as many labels to be had. As he watches the parade go by, he leans over to the nearest interloper and stage whispers:]

Which one was that again?

[Thus, it's probably no surprise when he finds himself locked in a staring contest with one of the dolls and walks away dreaming of a very specific flag color. Hm. Maybe he should unpack that?

... Or maybe he'll head to the glow stick fighting arena. Verso honestly spends way too much time there. He's more than happy to put on a show, and before long he's stained with the glowing goo of both his own blades and others.]

Better luck next time?

[Of course, he is most definitely at the party and drag show. Initially clad in the same outfit that he wore to the wedding, Verso does make his way to a photobooth at one point. He steps out in a wash of Cyan, Magenta, and Yellow, squinting at the clothes he wears.]

Well, I didn't think that was my color.

[But he shrugs it off just as quick and heads into the fray. He won't hesitate to dance with anyone and everyone. Yes, he'll always have a glass of wine in hand. And also yes, he will absolutely offer to grab a glass for anyone that seems like they need to loosen up.

It's probably no surprise, however, that Verso eventually ends up on stage for a performance of his own. And yes, he's rocking the same fit.]

[notsonewbie]

[Meryl has needed a reason to have a good time. Yes, the wedding was fun and all, but she was moping for a decent chunk of it. This time, she seems to be in much better spirits. She even arrives already partially dressed, her eye makeup on point.

Of course, she does step into the photobooth because it looks fun. She comes out dressed largely the same, just sporting a different tank top. She does a little twirl in it, showing it off for herself, before shrugging. Rude, but she's keeping it.

Naturally she's at the party. She won't be on stage, thank you very much, but she's mostly hanging out at the edge of the dance floor and near the bar. There's definitely a look of longing in her eyes as she watches the sea of grooving bodies, but she doesn't quite make a move.]

This, uh. Just isn't my song.

[Of course, with a little bit of encouragement, whether it be from a person or from liquor, she eventually makes her way onto the floor. She doesn't hesitate to sidle closer to anyone else dancing. Now that she's loosened up, she's here for a good time, thank you.]

[unheiring]

[As one might expect, Luca keeps very busy over the days leading up to the festival. Some of it doesn't really require his attention, being that they're events hosted by Night Vale. The final party, however, is entirely his doing. Which is why you can find him at various events around town, and even back in the grove. Wherever he is, he wears a little bow tie and a pair of suspenders in a different color palette. He meets anyone that approaches with a wide smile, motioning them closer.]

Have you heard about the festival of bonds? You should join us.

[Let him tell you about pride, dammit.

... Of course, that jovial demeanor fades after all of the responsibilities are out of his hands. As the night starts to slow, he finds himself at the bar with a glass of cider in hand. Turns out when he has time on his hands, his mind starts to wander. He stares out at the dancing and auctioned off couples with a melancholy look, before downing the entirety of his glass.]

[cryopathy]

[as much as dating and being part of a couple aren't her thing, kiera is well aware how much luca wants such. so they keep an eye on him as the evening goes on, deciding to swoop in the moment she deems him too miserable looking. maybe she ditched her "date," maybe she informed him she had something to attend to, like an adult. but she's here, in a suit with many frills and ruffles, of black, white, purple, and gold.

despite not having a glass in her hand, the coy smile she offers luca is not unlike that she'd give after some drink has put her in a good mood.]

Do you remember the ballroom dances our parents had us learn with Aquila and Arden?

[thebladebringstheflame]

[Flamebringer is wearing... An Outfit. Yes this means all his piercings are out. And his scars. And the Oripathy. Apparently the photobooth didn't feel like covering that for him.

He's less interested in the parade and drag show and karaoke though, since he's more of a death-metal screamer than an actual karaoke pop singer. What's interesting to him is the battle arena... although he'd much rather use swords, he can work with glowsticks. If the object of the game is to beat the shit out of someone with glowsticks (it's literally not please calm down) he WILL win (he will try to win). Somehow, Flamebringer manages to turn a giant set of glowstick wands stuck together into a formidable weapon. The man has Issues okay, and he is On you immediately after the round starts. He moves fast, so watch out!

If you aren't into the battle, though, perhaps you'll meet him at drag racing? Flamebringer is in the gaudiest, rainbowyest hotrod ever, somehow matching his exact vibes otherwise, and roll up with the top down and wave at you.]

Ready to get your ass kicked?

[The last time you went drag racing you got in a car accident SHUT UP Flamebringer.]

[lupusxylem]

[Hot hot hot hot what are you SO HOT FOR-

Wolfwood, given that he's still....yaknow, a wolf, means that he just simply isn't wearing a shirt at all and just has pants (thanks Ain) to preserve his modesty, kindof, but that isn't stopping him from wearing all manner of rainbow and other color beads around his neck. Someone was even kind enough to give him one with a cross, so now he looks like a real gay Priest.

Anyway of COURSE he's in the battle arena, what do you take him for. The opportunity to beat someone up with glowsticks is too great for him to possibly pass up, and of course he's going to be thrilled out of his mind to see Flamebringer here doing the exact same thing. When you're just literally the same guy ig-

Of course...Wolfwood's weapon likely isn't as sturdy or even nice looking as Flamebringer's. He's a gunner, not a sword fighter :( But that doesn't mean he's any less cocky about it.]

Ready to get glowstick'd, idiot?

[love_swan]

Blue, White and Grey ♡》
[ He's been seeing others running around in their pride outfits, and it hadn't taken a lot of prodding to figure out where they'd gotten them from. Suddenly getting clothes from a photo booth of all things sounded kind of out there, but at this point it's not even the strangest thing to happen to him.

And he really likes clothes. He thinks having a pride outfit is fun and after checking with some of the people from the Grove who've already gotten theirs, he decides it's probably safe enough to try and goes in--

anyone who's spent more than five minutes in his presence can peg him as incredibly homosexual. He makes no effort to hide that fact, and a good number of his female fans back home were in fact fudanshi, which he was both amused and embarrassed to find out after scrolling through their fan forums. It's not any wonder that's what he expected the outfit to come out like.

However nothing ever quite goes to plan with things like these. The outfit he got ended up quite a bit more desaturated than he expected, leading to an embarrassing realization he wasn't quite ready to share. Maybe people would believe him if he said it wasn't what it looked like. ]

Raining Cats and Dogs ♡》
[ You know this place was weird enough, why not have a cloud that is literally raining animals. He's not sure what to think about it when he sees it coming. All of the animals land safely, but it's still kind of a baffling sight that he just sort of sits there as it passes by and drops numerous little animals. It seems to pause right in front of him, and a little sphere of a rodent is ejected directly into his hands.

...? Thank you, Glow Cloud (all hail)?

If he sees you nearby he will sort of look at you helplessly. ]

Does that happen a lot or..?

[ He doesn't expect you to know. He's just at a loss for what just happened. ]

Not Quite Meet-Cute ♡》 before or during; before for Luca and his chaperones
[ As much as he told himself this whole auction date thing wasn't going to be anything serious and that he'd focus on making friends more than any kind of active romantic attempts, he still managed to get nervous. He's an idol, a professional, and even though he wasn't technically still one here, he's much more conscious of his presentation for it. He's more than aware that he hasn't been at his best for months but he can at least try to fake it.

... He's at least an hour early, waiting in front of the Watchtower. He's not overly dressed up, but what he's wearing is simple yet formal. Cute, but that was a given for him.

When someone finally approaches him he'll offer them a smile. He doesn't want anyone to worry over him too much. He knows this is silly to get stressed over. ]

Hey! Sorry, I got excited.

[ certainly a word for it. ]

Wildcard ♡》
[ come get him. lil guy. ]

Raining cats and dogs

[lupusxylem]

Yeah...you get used to it.

[Oh hey there's someone here-

Well. "Someone". Is Aira familiar with the concept of werewolves at all? Because that is what Wolfwood is right now, all decked out in all manner of colored beads around his neck and arms to the point where being a big, black werewolf isn't really all that intimidating. Especially so when his sunglasses have been swapped with a pair of star-shaped blue shades.

He is truly terrifying.

He's also holding what looks to be a pansexual colored baby goat that bleats plaintively at him every so often.]

This your first time?

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[sailingfor]

[The only thing different about Thorns today (other than the fact the photobooth took pity on his usual executive dysfunction and fixed the fact that his shirt was on backwards and he was missing a sock) is the fact that it's switched his usual hat out for the Pirate Hat For Gays, and otherwise painted the nails on his flesh-and-blood hand all rainbowy. Cute. This smacks of Elysium's handiwork to him but cute.

Thorns is pulling you aside if it looks like you're going to participate in any of the more song-and-dance oriented things today.]

Do you know how to salsa? I think you could turn quite a few heads if you learned.

[And yes, he is offering.

Otherwise, you'll catch him at the Wrath Month Ball Drop. He's not one to believe in gimmicks like this, but it fills him with such joy and whimsy to write down the name AULUS and offer it to the ball. He'll smile at you as he passes.]

Anyone you're hoping dies terribly in an "accident", amigo?

[Would you like to talk about your traumas with him?]

[foreversembrace]

[If there were ever a person here that felt like a fish out of water, Till would be that person. Why even is he here, one might be asking, except for the fact that of all the things he's experienced so far in Night Vale, all of this? WEIRDLY?? Seems...the least weird, somehow. Like this is just something that the skeleton guy might cook up back in the Grove if they're not careful.

He's still an alien feline-like taur creature because why wouldn't he be, and the photobooths have assigned him some tank to wear with a new scarf around his neck that he actually doesn't hate since he vibes with tank tops...he just doesn't understand that there's actual meaning to the colors he's wearing. He's just here to have something to do, and...be supportive, he guesses.

You might find Till hovering somewhere in the crowd at the edge of the parade, though there are at least two or three times where a very colorful man materializes beside him from seemingly nowhere and tries to encourage him out onto the street, to which Till declines and kindof just stays put where he is. He'll be given a bracelet to wear at the very least, one with rainbow colors and the words "PRIDE" in blocky letters, except its backwards so it reads "EDIRP" instead. It's fine.

Then...The Glow Cloud appears, and Till just so happens to be here for THAT too. Animals in a variety of colors just drop from the sky because why wouldn't that happen honestly, and Till ends up literally slapped in the face by a snake that lands on his head first, then slips down to hang around his neck and shoulders. It's a ball python with its markings in gay pride colors whose tongue slithers out to curiously taste Till's cheek. Blelele.

Till looks. Terrified, definitely unaware that ball pythons are completely harmless because he's only ever had experience with Very Dangerous Venomous snakes.]

S-someone get this thing off me.

Glow Cloud

[lovelyredthread]

[ Oop. He wasn't really looking for Till this time, having decided to give him a little breathing room after the date auction thing, but there he was, and looking Very Concerned about the little scaly friend that had found its way around his shoulders.

Pavlova looks a little different than Till might be used to. His Himation has been replaced with a very bright pink, yellow and blue ensemble. Thankfully for Till's poor nerves, he has no problems reaching for the snake and letting it coil safely around his arm. ]

This lil guy won't hurt you, y'know.

[ He gives the snake his hand to mlem at before petting its scaly little head. Silly little noodle. ]

You okay?