EVENT LOG PT. 1: Dueling Festivals

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Who: Everyone!
What: EPCOT's Dream Festival and Plankton's Plankton Festival.
Where: EPCOT!
When: May 18th to May 25th.
Warnings: Plankton.

DREAM FESTIVAL

DI.

(Imageworks.)

The Dream Festival is held at EPCOT's Imagination Pavilion, largely held upstairs. The downstairs area is is dedicated to the ride itself - a ten-minute look at the wonder and joy of Imagineering, while the theater next door is some sort of documentary about a figure named Captain EO. But the real excitement upstairs, is in the newly revamped Imageworks Pavillion - The Junior Imagination Station.

Billed as an escape to worlds that were, that could be, and those of fantasy and reality, the Imageworks is designed to get people interested in Imagineering, and as such, is filled with exhibits designed to boggle the mind. This includes the Rainbow Corridor, a tunnel featuring colored lights that assigns each guest a color that follows them as they move through it, among other things. A giant wall-mounted coloring book that gets filled in with electric "paintbrush guns", a series of floor panels that can be stepped on and make sounds, a giant pin screen, you name it.

DII.

(Dreamscape Room.)

One of the more ambitious new add-ons to the pavilion is the Dreamscape Room, a room that is set up to configure to one specific person's desire. Whoever's in control of the Dreamscape Room at the moment (each visitor has a time of five minutes within the Dreamscape Room before it's passed on to the next person) is able to shape and form a new world within the room, one that will disappear as soon as they leave. This is displayed in photorealistic light and sound, allowing for you to bring anything from your imagination right in front of you.

How will you use your time? Bringing to life a new creation, or perhaps showcasing your home world to others? Living out an old fantasy - a memory? You have a small amount of time here, and you should make the best of it.

DIII.

(With apologies to Cosmographia.)

Just outside of the Imagination Pavillion is a garden - series of colorful flowers and a Figment topiary. It's not explicitly advertised as being part of the exhibit, but there are a rainbow of flowers here, and they seem to be just as much a part of the festival as anything else. For, you see, picking a flower will make you feel a certain emotion for up to an hour, or until another flower is picked. This will depend on the color of the flower chosen. Below is a list of all the different ones!

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PLANKTON FESTIVAL

PI.

(Trashfire.)

Meanwhile, directly across from the Imageworks Pavillion, this shit is happening I guess?

The primary attraction of the Plankton Festival is a statue of Plankton made out of what appears to be popsicle sticks. Surrounding this is a foodcart selling lukewarm chum on a stick, terrible yellow balloons that feature a cartoon eye (+the above horrifying balloon animals, a stall selling Chum Bucket Bucket Helmets, and a throne set up for Plankton himself. Much like Santa Claus, you can get a picture of him sitting in a throne with you either standing incredibly far away from him or being directly on top of him.

There's also literally a garbage can that's on fire. This is considered the highlight of the festival by many.

PII.

(Ballpit.)

At some point, it is decided that the festival needs a new attraction. So, they bring it in:

Comments

[tacticalespionageaction]

PI

[At some point during the festival (if it can even be called that) stickers start to appear on the food cart, garbage can, and, in a rather adventurous move, on the Plankton statue. Upon closer examination the stickers read 'Not My Mayor', with the 'O' in 'not' being a yellow cartoon eye crossed out with bright red.

An observant eye will notice a figure sneaking around, leaving stickers in its wake.]

[standingonmyneck]

[Daria still wasn’t attending the festival. But she saw all of the stickers plastered on the statue, and a smile crept on her face.

On the corner of her eye, or the rim on her glasses, she could’ve sworn she saw something. Just when she thought coming over here wasn’t a bad idea, she hoped nothing was happening. She turned rather quickly behind her.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[As soon as Daria turns around, Snake puts up his hands in a non-threatening gesture.]

Relax, it's just me.

[standingonmyneck]

...So it is.

[That guy from earlier...Which was a good sign if she was already calming down and not in a state of panic. Or kicking someone with her boots. In fact, she was trusting enough to gaze at something else for a moment. The stickers.]

I seem to be having some kind of deja vu. Vaguely getting a memory of a slogan “Not my Mayor” coming up.

[She didn’t think it took a genius to figure it out. Based on old conversations.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

Can't say it rings any bells.

[There's something close to a grin on his face. Vaguely. If you really look.]

You're not gonna snitch, are you?

[Despite his tone, the intent is humorous. He can't imagine anyone caring enough about Plankton to bother going out of their way to do so.]

[standingonmyneck]

[That deja vu was killer today. She had something very similar happen a few days ago. Ironically, both instances happened when she willingly kind of poked her nose in places the old her a few years ago would probably feel safer being left out of.

Well, she didn't feel bad to be kinda indirectly involved. She ddn't NOW anyway.]

I never saw anything. You're completely innocent.

[Fighting the good fight, as far as Daria was concerned...she had this stranger's back on this one. Her very tight knit moral fiber felt this was right, and her sour but strong armor was hard to crack on that.]

One might say someone was cheeky enough to actually go the distance with something important, but for the life of me I couldn't recall what that was.

[Who's cheeky?]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[He snorts. He liked this kid.]

I wouldn't know what you're referring to.

[derring_do]

[Oh, what a coincidence, Della's got her 'don't blame me, I voted for the panther' stickers with her for the festival, too.

So she does the obvious thing and stealthily follows the sneaky figure in question, leaving her stickers adjacent to their stickers. Perfect.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Snake is quick to notice someone following him, and hastily ducks behind the nearest trashcan.

Back pressed against the metal, he lies in wait to catch a glimpse of his pursuer.]

P1

[encino]

[Meanwhile, Patchy has chosen to take on a much more direct approach of protesting!

Seconds after Snake stickers up the statue, Patchy fucking walks over and just pushes it over.]

DEATH TO PLANKTON!

[tacticalespionageaction]

[He gives Patchy a thumbs up.]

That's the man I voted for.

[Keep tearing down Plankton in every possible form, you hero of no nation.]

[encino]

...Ye voted for me?

[tacticalespionageaction]

You have ideals I could get behind.

[ilovepuppies]

[YOU AREN'T ALONE, BOX FRIEND. Star has a stack of stickers in her back pocket she's been saving for this very day.]

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Godspeed you, little gremlin child.

He shuffles up to her, close enough to whisper to her.]

You know, the photo opportunity might be the perfect chance to execute that plan...

[Always listen to advice from boxes.]

[computerwife]

[karen's just gonna come up behind snake and tap him on the shoulder]

Mind if I join you in vandalizing?

[tacticalespionageaction]

[!]

[Snake turns around quickly, a slight relief washes over him knowing that Karen's not here to cause trouble for him. There's even a slight grin at her request.]

By all means. Do you want some stickers?

[computerwife]

Obviously the answer is yes.

[Holds a hand out and gestures for the stickers. Hand 'em over buddy.]

Oh- and before I forget.. how did you did you make that sound?

[tacticalespionageaction]

[Luckily for Karen, he's got a fat wad of stickers prepared for a situation like this. He fishes it from one of his many pockets and places them in her open palm.]

Hnnrh? [He doesn't quite understand her question.] What do you mean?

[computerwife]

[Gives a small nod in thanks.]

You know, the whole "!" sound you just made.

[tacticalespionageaction]

[!]

[The sound, strangely enough, invokes a very intense fight-or-flight response in him. He can't seem to place why.]

How did you do that?

[computerwife]

What do you mean? I'm just repeating what you're saying.

[tacticalespionageaction]

I didn't say anything like that.

[computerwife]

I definitely heard you say it.

[tacticalespionageaction]

You must be hearing things.

[He's not even sure how to make that sound with his mouth.]