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★ ( ALLSTARZ: WEEK 6, SUNDAY. PARDI HOORAH. )

As a reminder for your Sakura Tree location description:
A sprawling lush park featuring rows upon rows of sakura trees in full bloom. They line the banks of a scenic walkway above a lazy river, its crystal clear waters the perfect temperature for wading, and plenty of park benches and little picnic blankets to sit at. There's picnic baskets with delicious goods inside that refresh or rotate out every hour or so. You can find thermoses of sakura-infused green tea, stuff to make matcha with sakura foam, sakura chiffon cake, sakuramochi, and more sakura-based treats. You can enjoy the beauty of the park all day or during the night, when lanterns light up along the paths and stars shine overhead.
There are no strange effects while you're here, but once you leave, it's a different story. Proportional to the amount of time you spend enjoying the park, you'll spend an equal amount of time feeling compelled to behave oddly. How, you ask? You might want to lick oil or steal old pillows. Maybe you want to act like someone's sleep-paralysis demon. Perhaps you feel the desire to lure people off the road by calling out to them from the dark, or you just want to haunt a toilet stall, waiting to jumpscare the next fool who walks in.
The lanterns will be lit and brightening the area with additional lanterns set up, and placements for all kinds of food needs and drinks (alcoholic and non-alcoholic) of course. Some charming and fitting party decorations to go along with it. For food, there's plenty outside the common sakura treats in this spot. Though plenty of it will be made with some lovely apple additions so you're free to play with losing all of your inhibitions for a few hours. Be free! Have fun! Go crazy! Party like its the last one yet!
GAMES: KING'S GAME ⭐ FUCK (KISS) MARRY KILL ⭐ WOULD YOU RATHER

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Would you dance with me...?
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I'd say I've had a bit of practice by now so, sure. [ Waves a six card at him before tucking into his shirt pocket. ] Something for you later to do.
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[ oh always on the non-blind side, he's used to that. glancing at that card and maybe the tips of his ears turn a little red. ]
Later, huh?
[ fans out a card from behind the four. because it's also a six. already reaching for their hand. i do not need a card for that. ]
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[ A playful wink, perks of being the fastest in their group! Stealthy and quick. As their steps tend to naturally be. Also sneaks my dare in because I FORGOT. Nodding at the comment. ]
Unless you want to go and find someone to kiss now. Doesn't have to be me, obviously. [ Said a bit more sheepishly. Because with their train of thought, there are quite a lot of good people to kiss and most definitely a better experience than themselves. As they suffer their guilt and bad feels. ]
There really does seem to be a lot of those cards... [ Their hand is taken, tilting their head. ] Do you want to try leading? Or should I?
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... I am not that impatient.
[ he hums for a moment because man... ]
Want to start us off? Sounds like I'm rustier than you.
[ is prepared to help with depth perception. ]
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Even so, there's plenty of options.
[ So don't feel pressured. To cheat like they do. But they nod, adjusting their hands as they try to remember the proper posture for leading.. maybe like this? ]
I wouldn't say that, nya. [ Starts to lead them slowly, carefully in step. So long as there aren't any nearby tables or counters, they shouldn't get too screwed over by their depth perception. Maybe. ] I was taught in Heaven, and even that was.. to me, a really long time ago. But sometimes the body remembers, even if the mind won't? ..At least it feels that way.
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[ the guilt gets met with an easy-going lift of the shoulders, a tilt of the head that shows another easy smile. there is no pressure. it does feel very funny to have someone this short lead for him, but that's kind of part of the charm, really. he takes their hand carefully, though it's clear he is definitely not used to dancing in a setting like this. ]
It can be comforting, knowing that muscles can still carry our memories, even when the mind does not.
[ a gentle sway in the direction they're led, hand carefully situating itself around siffrin as they move in careful dance together. ]
This current... 'interpretation' of myself... I hope that I'll remember these few steps even if my next actor doesn't. [ a warm, kind of uncertain smile. ] A gift would be to recall the fond memory in and of itself, but I can't trust some stranger wearing a mustache masquerading under my name like a role... and success would be that no one else has to act in my role again. So that I can be selfish about this moment.