[BOOTH] NAP (OPEN!)

[Toshihiko Two]

With a long history of protesting all things effort, the NAP Club's policy is early to bed and never to rise.

Staff

If you need assistance with the substantially difficult game or the complex network of pillows, the NAP members manning the booth are:

Barth, President: A sleepy but genial sloth demon. He is least likely to be actually helpful.

Calder, Chief Greeter: A friendly and overly enthusiastic kelpie, Calder is probably the more energetic of the Nap members with energy to spare. He'll make it very clear he's romantically tied to the Nap president and Zar, but that won't stop him from calling you over for a cuddle or getting in your own person space. Just know he's mainly harmless when not near water - sometimes.

Christof, Chief Secretary: An inventive and usually silent igor. Helpful but violent.

Zar, Member: Some people might question if Zar is even an initiated member of NAP or wether he is just a meddling bystander. Regardless this ( on first glance aloof and on second glance downright neurotic ) boil is here to help and to look handsome whether he likes it or not. He is more often than not found sprawled in inadvertent pinup poses around the place or fastidiously tidying and generally probably breaking several NAP rules -which probably don't exist at all because no one wrote them down- in the process.

There is also a sign up sheet, for those interested in being on the NAP Club roster.

Club Roster

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President: Bartholomew Mudd
Vice President: Hadiyya
Chief Secretary and fetcher of blankets and pillows and warm drinks and general doer-of-things: Christof
Chief Greeter, hair-braider, and general people person: Calder

Members:
Arachne
Charlie
Colette
Daisuke
Edel
Gabrian
Holly
Ithilethiel
Jareth
Joachim
Lillith
Little Werewolf
Malodore
Mandy
Mei
Ren
Sharra
Tahki
Tybalt
Zar

Honorary member in spirit but not really: Riley

Welcome to NAP!

More rest station than booth, this section of the fairground is occupied by a large, comfortable sofa, chairs so plush you could get lost in them, and an assortment of cool drinks to enjoy in the warm October air. The ground is laid with piles of thick, oversized pillows and blankets.

Feel free to use this space as an ORP. You can take a load off, rest a while, or just chat.

 

[Toshihiko Two]

Just take a ticket.

There is literally just a roll of tickets on a dispenser. All you have to do is reach out and take one. (Once per day)

Roll 1d4
1-2 - You take a ticket. (Ticket!)
3-4 - You pull too hard. The ticket rips. (Nothing)

 

[Toshihiko Two]

If you have tried twice (regardless of result):
Wow, what a can do spirit! You’re trying twice as much as any of the NAP members. (+Minipet)


If you have tried three times (regardless of result):
Unfathomable effort. You’re unstoppable. (+SE Cluppy NAP)

*Post your claim with your minis SN!

 

[Toshihiko Two]

Winners

Ticket

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Lock (chiickadee) x4
Arrakis (Amasis) x3
Shiki (Steal)
Alicia (catmagick)
Llyr (kuroopu)
Hollandaise (The Semblance of Unity)
Meixiang (Yayoi) x2
Ryou (Lady in the Golden Wood) x5
(Meegane)
Lusine (Elda-Kun)
Liela (liela-dragon-rayne1)
Sludge (poke mattix)
Lori (Leopleuradon)
Carlos (phantompanther13)
Ruth (Huni Pi)
Shiki (Steal) x2
Wally (DarkHeartedSorrow)
Minako (Minako Yuki)
Rei (Ratharue) x2
Aedan (Vashtya) x2
Mayaa ([A.V.])
Judas (Wingseagle)
Nova (Demoonica Darkmoon)
Gabby (Nio Love) x2
(Grymoire)
Tenniel (Skye Starrfyre) x2
Benji (The Time Vortex) x2
Marie (The Red Dame)
Lumi (Wyntre IceBlade)
Lute (Aprulz)
Siddie (prolixity)
Tanvir (Hitsuzen)
Anepou (Lady Aria Starstone)
Waits (chirigami) x2
Slaughter (Saliru)
Quillan (yylaayl)
Qui (musicaloner7)

Soda Treat Sleep

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Lock (chiickadee)
(Meegane)
Nova (Demoonica Darkmoon)
Liela (liela-dragon-rayne1)
Sludge (poke mattix)
Ceiliog (Grymoire)
Carlos (phantompanther13)
Lou (Elda-Kun)
Meixiang (Yayoi)
Ryou (Lady in the Golden Wood)
(Steal)
(Amasis)
Rei (Rathurue)
Aedan (Vashtya)
Hollandaise (The Semblance of Unity)
Lumi (Wyntre IceBlade)
Lute (Aprulz)
Mayaa ([A.V.])
Alicia (catmagick)
Benji (The Time Vortex)
Imbere (quite uneventful)
Gabby (Nio Love)
Slaughter (Saliru)
Judas (Wingseagle)
Tenniel (Skye Starrfyre)
(Minako Yuki)
Tanvir (Hitsuzen)
Waits (chirigami)

Cluppy NAP

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Lock (chiickadee)
Nova (Demoonica Darkmoon)
Ryou (Lady in the Golden Wood)
Arrakis (Amasis)
Shiki (Steal)
Siddie (prolixity)
Slaughter (Saliru)
Imbere (quite uneventful)

 

[Baneful]

Zar was always stressed out by large crowds and noisy events. This was - in his - opinion utterly ridiculous given the nature of what he was. Demons of sexuality were simply not supposed to be anxious in the presence of other people in any capacity, but he'd been dealt a few rough hands in his short life thus far and this was just another. He really shouldn't have been surprised.

Once the booth had been set up he'd retreated to the furthest point he could manage and, shifting into his natural form, he'd curled up in his coils under a large pile of pillows with only his snake like head poking out, trying very hard to find his zen place and a hazard for anyone to accidentally sit on.


 

[MoonKitsune]

With the legwork of the booth's setup done, everyone was free to lounge. While other booths had to haul in great amounts of wood and decorations, their booth had consisted of a few loads of pillows and blankets and the overall transportation of the coach. This wasn't very hard with the manual labor Barth had at his disposal.

Once everything was tossed in a pile and nicely arranged to appear inviting (which wasn't hard considering it was a couch and a pile of pillows and blankets), Calder fixed his hair and flopped on the couch. The boil had dressed to impress, wearing dark blues instead of greens with a elegant top matched with a black, shredded skirt. He even decorated himself in blue roses.

Barth was, as always dashing in his attire, and Calder stroked his leg affectionately before looking over at the lumpy pile that Zar had retreated into. Whenever the boil shifted, he was a bit worried about what may happen as he was still nippy, but he also felt happy that Zar wasn't so hesitant to not shift at all. In fact, he found the large creature rather adorable – aside from him trying to devour him on more than on occasion. It was a work in progress to say the least.

"Your booth looks amazing. I'm sure a few people will come to plop down once they run around for a bit." He smiled before glancing over at the pile. "You okay there, Zar?"
 

[Baneful]

Zar made a muffled little sound of assent from his hiding place. "Okay enough." he said uncertainly.

When someone else spoke up, he turned his head just enough to eye them from his safe spot. He didn't recognise the ghoul, but she seemed to know Barth and Calder. He kept for the most part out of the way.

 

[phantompanther13]

On his way in Carlos passed the tickets and didn't even see them.

Naps? Carlos was all over this..... He found a nice comfy pillow and coiled up for a nice nap after tea.

Soft purring could be heard coming from the cheshire kitten's direction as he settled down.

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Carlos is a rag doll. Feel free to pet him, pick him up, make him a lap kitty, whatever.

 

[MoonKitsune]

Beejoux

Calder smiled softly at Zar, debating if he should toss a pillow playfully at the lump before Yaya arrived. Beaming at the ghoul, he got up from the couch and skipped over to meet her. "Isn't it? I'm sure anyone seeing a couch and a pile of pillows will be more than happy to take a breather. We even remembered drinks." It was as haven for those in need of a break.

Leaning in, he also whispered. "And there is eyecandy too." He winked before leaned back away from her and smiling. "You look lovely. It's been ages since I last saw you. Are you having fun at the booths?"  

[chiickadee]

Lock was very confused. Someone was just ... giving tickets away? Why? What?

???

"Is it ... okay to just take one ...?" he asked the booth owners (?). It felt wrong just grabbing one and running without at least asking politely first.

toshiko two

ticket win o 7 o

 

[Toshihiko Two]

If Barth was honest with himself, he enjoyed proselytizing. His was a gospel of comfort and ease, and this was excellent publicity.

He was not planning on running for the Student Council this year. He had mainly run in the past to impress a certain someone.

The booths were busy affairs, but not the kind of busy that he was immorally opposed to. He would have indulged in a few games himself if there wasn't so much distance in between. He still might, if someone else could be coerced into handling the transportation portion of the endeavor.

Barth rested against the arm of the sofa, looking unusually...dazzling. His shirt was open just so, long hair falling rakishly into half-closed eyes and silvery skin. A rose was pinned to the lapel of his jacket. It may have been a contributing factor.

He was slightly worried about Zar, so far as Zar had tried to eat him on several occasions while in the specific form he was lurking around in. But they were in public. And it was hard to be too worried when surrounded by the excessively plush tools of his craft.

Carlos was a welcome sight, and immediately used the booth exactly as it was intended. Feline types always had uncanny senses for warm and comfortable. It gave Barth a sort of professional satisfaction. He was also happy to see someone enjoying their err...game.

"Go ahead," he encouraged with a yawn. "You just err...tear off one. It's the Taking a Ticket game." NAP had clearly put a lot of thought into the concept. But it was important to stick with the ideals of the club, which meant the least amount of effort possible

He admired Calder, who was charming and welcoming as always, and waved his claws at Yaya, their Vice President. "Thank you. Nothing too expensive, but still tasteful, I think. The last few festivals were err...rough on the furnishings. They never provide enough chairs at these things."

chiickadee

+1 Ticket!

 

[Meegane]

Arynek stared at this booth, nope, a rest station she found accidentally. She really need to take a good rest from all the jumpscares, embarrassment and confusion.

Maybe she can take a cozy nap here, she dragged herself towards the pillows beckoning and ignore the fact that so many boils around or the existence of a kitty boil.

(Max'ed out on tickets, just play it for fun~!)  

[Demoonica Darkmoon]

Nap? Oh he could so use one of those right now. But first, oh take a ticket! Sadly he's a bit too tired and rips the ticket in half.

Nova finds a large harem pillow and curls up on it, using his pack as a pillow he grips it with tiny claws. The small Incubus, who is in that stage between scareling and Amity student, makes an adorable sight for any boil or ghoul inclined to find him cute. His lower wings, the larger of the sets, at his lower back draped over his hips, while the upper ones (at his shoulder blades, only the size of a few inches and obviously not fully grown in) could only be noticed if they fluttered. If he were standing up his hair would hide them completely. His tail, long thin and with a heart-shaped tuft at the end twitched now and again, making the rings on it tinkle and chime. His long white hair was flayed out in all directions, almost hiding the tiny points to the horns starting to sprout from his head.

With-in moments soft snoring sounds could be heard. If anyone had noticed him during the day, they would note this was the first time he actually stopped moving. This was caused by the fact he'd been polite in not feeding off the emotions of passers by all day, yet running himself ragged from booth to booth. He was quite worn out.

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Completely zonked out for a little while unless some messes with the bag.

 

[Baneful]

Zar had been trying to avoid looking at Barth for most of the day, every time he did he found himself staring far too long and panicking about it. He had been quite certain he had been making progress towards regaining some modicum of control over this unruly shape, but it seemed that all he had been doing was removing himself from other people and the temptations embodied therin. It was yet another dent in his already rattled confidence and the anxiety only grew the longer he thought about it.

Because he couldn't stop thinking about it. The deep gnawing ache of want and hunger and why did he look so good? He had no right. No right at all to ruin all the hard work he'd put in. He threw a loop of tail over his eyes and tried to regulate his breathing and think about that rather than the almost drug-like need to look at the other demon, to take him in, every inch of him.

He finally moved, rising out of the pillows like a nightmare come to life, standing up to his full height as he uncoiled, shifting back to his humanoid shape where he hoped he might fare better on the instinct front. But even as he removed one stubborn pillow from a horn and shot a sidelong glance at Barth he realised it wasn't better, the twisting uncomfortable instincts were there, nestled in like a stomach upset. He felt restless and slightly ill the more he had to fight it.

He turned and gathered up the pillows, neatly laying them out. Perfectly laying them out, because order was reassuring, order meant he was in control, not spiralling rapidly out of it. Control, yes, control was good.

Until he stopped, clutching a red pillow to his chest, completely stricken because there simply wasn't another red pillow to complete the pattern and everything was terrible.

And Calder. Calder was over there shmoozing, and he should be shmoozing because it was his job, it was his reason for being, it was what he should be doing. Instead he was being completely worthless, paddling upstream on a waterfall, trying to think of all the things he hated to eat, all the things that repulsed him, trying to think of anything but the sparkling vision in charge of the booth.

He pressed the red pillow hard to his face and let out a almost entirely muffled scream.

He felt slightly better. But only slightly. And it didn't last long.