This booth has a cloth roof in a literal rainbow of colors. It features a back wall covered in glittery pink balloons that each show the faint shadow of a piece of paper contained inside, and the low shelf across the front that keeps the crowd on the other side is strewn with a variety of darts with differently colored feathers. The white-with-red-brindle coydog that mans the booth is leaning over the bar with his forepaws crossed on it, calling out to the carnival-goers with a teasing flamboyancy. A scarf the precise color of his eyes flutters gauzily every time he leans out. "Heeeey you sexy bitches, come on over and give me a try. This is a game of skill my darlings, not chance! Show me just how skilled you gorgeous creatures are! Throw the darts at the balloons to see what fabulous prize you get to take home!"

Post your character here tossing a dart at the balloons to see if they win a prize! Event staff will roll once to determine the prize you get and a second time if the prize has multiple options, so don't be surprised if you see more than one roll with your name on it! We will then edit the prize into your post with no need to reply again. Every character can post to the games only ONCE so pick your game wisely! This one has better prizes but a chance of failure!

Both he and Modesty had been enjoying the day's festivities of wandering around. A supple amount of treats and gifts, really anything Modesty had asked for, he would give her. Though it hadn't been his fault that she had lost all of her hair, he still felt bad and wanted to make it up to her. She had cowered by his side for most of the day, scared that others would make fun of her. When a coydog with red and white brindling called out in a rather vivacious manner, Gil thought maybe if he won her something, it would cheer her up. Walking over with Modesty in tow, Gil requested the number of darts allowed to give it a shot. Taking his place in front of the booth to look at the glittery pink balloons, he wondered how he was even going to be successful at this. No matter, he wouldn't back down from a challenge. Clumsily gripping the first dart in his right toes, he situated himself before giving it a good toss. Okay so maybe the first time wasn't as good as he hoped, but he still had a few chances left. Scowling slightly as he concentrated, Gil tossed a few more as he got accustomed to the feel of the darts. Once his had all been used up, he glanced over toward the coydog to see if he'd won anything.

NPC:

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a basket wrapped in a nice pelt.

Date Night Kit: Some candles, some alcohol, a warm pelt to snuggle up on, this goodie basket will ensure you and your SO have a romantic night to yourselves. Contains a season breeding pass and one extra pup slot for a single litter for a total of four pups possible for loners and six for pack wolves.

Staff: Note when used

The carnival that had come to the gully was strange and new, but that didn't stop him from going to see what it was all about. He heard of some strange coydogs running it and chose to give it the benefit of the doubt. Besides, he had heard something about prizes. Once he had arrived to the event, a voice called out that beckoned him closer to the tent with sparkly pink balloons and the brindled mutt. He said something about throwing darts at the balloons and he wondered if that was something he could manage. Approaching the tent, Grimshaw eyed the coydog hesitantly as he reached for a dart laid out on the counter.

"Here goes nothing," He said as he picked up a single dart and lobbed it at the wall of balloons.

"Speech."

NPC:

The coydog shakes his head mournfully when your dart fails to pop a balloon. ”Oh my poor darling! Better luck next time!” He quickly turns back to cajoling more carnival-goers to his booth.

At first, when she'd seen the booth with the coydog calling out for sexy bitches to give it a try, Audra had been apprehensive. Surely, he wasn't talking about someone like her. Pft, her dainty self was anything but sexy. Still, she wanted to give at least one of the games a try. Out of the ones available, she figured tossing a dart at a balloon perhaps would be the most fun and challenging. Walking over toward the brightly colored booth, she watched a few others give it a go first. Some might have said that her missing an eye would be a disadvantage. Yet, did one not close an eye when aiming? When her turn came up, Audra grabbed one of the darts between her toes and took aim. Pulling back her arm and throwing it forward with as much might as she could, she held her breath as the dart went flying. The next few moments seemed to hang in the air as she waited for the dart to hit its mark. Or fall on the ground. Either one, she hoped she won something.

NPC:

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a coupon for a companion matchmaking service.

Companion’s Sweetheart: allow the matchmaker to find a perfect match for one of your companions! A bonded pair of companions allows you a third companion slot as long as it is the same species as one of your existing companions.

Staff: Transferred to Ali, Used

Balthier's attention was caught by the rainbow cover of the games here, the coydog exclaiming the need for skill for this one. He stopped to look at the number of balloons and darts, pausing before approaching for a shot at the game. It certainly pulled his curiosity, he was willing to give it a try.

He didn't have a preference on what color feather dart he held, just took one off the wall before placing it between his toes. He closed one of his eyes as he aimed before throwing his paw forward and shooting the dart towards the board. He supposed there was really nothing to lose, it was all fun and games after all.

"Balthier"

NPC:

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a brightly colored little booklet of papers that look like coupons for pups to give to their parents.

Coupon Pack: for pups and parents, these fun little coupon books are for pups to “buy” things from their parents. The coupons claim they are good for one free lesson, a pet, free hugs, and one free get-out-of-punishment coupon! Contains a pass for one double skill point lesson thread between parent and pup (parent does not need to have the skill to give the lesson) and a 50% discount off any companion pass for a pup under 1 year.

Staff: Companion discount used on Saia

Onyx didn't like the multitude of wolves gathered around in the area, and she was really debating leaving the huge carnival that had attracted everyone's attention. Though she supposed on her way out she should do something just to say she was here and did something.

She passed a booth on the way out, shrugging her shoulders at the dude speaking to the wolves who lingered by. She didn't care much for what he had to say about being sexy or whatever. To get it over with, she had watched a couple wolves toss the darts up at the board. So she stepped forward to grab her own blue dart before spitting it like a spitball at the wall of balloons. It'd be pretty cool if she won something, but either way she would be on her way out afterwards.

"Onyx Destruction"
F2U base by Snowylaika

NPC:

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bottle of some strange-looking liquid.

Scar Remover: just what it says on the bottle… this potion removes a scar, even if it was caused by a maim fight (no, it does not restore lost extremities)

Staff: note here when used

Saia had come here with the rest of her family. She stayed in sight as she wandered, it wasn't hard with three parents to get lost really. She checked out multiple of the games that were available and watched as a few wolves stepped forward to try their paws at them. The one she was in front of seemed the most challenging to her, so of course she was going to go for it.

Her paws hopped up on the bar so she could grab a purple feathered dart and then set herself up so she could shoot it forward at the wall. It really wasn't that easy, but she wouldn't give up so easily. Standing up on her hind legs, she tossed the dart from between her toes and watched to see if she hit anything.

"Saia"

NPC:

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you what seems to be a pet treat, for a companion animal.

This item provides a companion mutation pass

Staff: Used in Prezzies for Players 2022 - nyx

Ardyn Cadeyrn Aodhán Phoenix Adravendi

He’d spotted an interesting game to try, and not only that, he spotted Audra. It was good to see her alive and well after all the hell in the winter and spring, but as bustling as the area was, he didn’t get a chance to call out to her, or see what the Long Dark had done to her. Maybe later, then. He watched as others took their shots and either struck a win or struck out, then took his turn as an opening came. He studied the darts, then plucked a bright red-dyed one between his long toes, taking aim and flicking his hand-like paw and wrist out, aiming for the heart of the target. It was fun, regardless of success, and he surveyed the darts again, filing them away for later consideration. If he got really good, maybe he could figure a ranged way to hunt small prey. Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think

NPC:

The coydog shakes his head mournfully when your dart fails to pop a balloon. ”Oh my poor darling! Better luck next time!” He quickly turns back to cajoling more carnival-goers to his booth.

I'm Trying to Find A Signal Fire

Pyralis trotted happily through the festival, enjoying the sites and sounds all the more after a few glasses of sangria. She had to give props to Alkali for getting the fruit for their afternoon drink. As she wandered about an exuberant voice called out from the nearest booth. Sexy bitches, eh? Well, in her humble opinion she was pretty good looking for her advanced age. "Don't mind if I do," she purred as she approached the booth. Ok, take a dart thing and pop one of the… Pyralis squinted at the balloons. Pop one of the whatever the heck those were. Sure! Pyralis gingerly picked up a dart in her teeth. She felt it there in her mouth for a moment before twisting her neck and whipping her head to the side as she let the dart fly.

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a coupon for a companion matchmaking service.

Companion’s Sweetheart: allow the matchmaker to find a perfect match for one of your companions! A bonded pair of companions allows you a third companion slot as long as it is the same species as one of your existing companions.

The attendants call caught the firey pup's ear and Calypso hurried away from her father's side. A game that was advertised as skill based and not all random luck? That was right up Callie's alley, and she popped up and down excitedly on the other side of the table until her father arrived to give his approval.

More wolves stepped up and threw and Callie watched them as she waited her own turn, observing their technique and seeing what worked and what didn't. When her turn came, the excitable puppy hardly listened to the instructions before grabbing a dart and chucking it haphazardly at the wall of balloons.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a post acceptance dire height pass

Staff: Transferred to Crys

Azure kept a close eye upon his daughter and the strangers surrounding her, turning his head for a moment to find Calypso had sprinted away. He followed her to the booth ready to pull her back aside, but the pup's begging was too much to endure publicly and eventually he gave his permission for her to participate. Her dart was thrown, and as she stepped aside Azure took the place before the darts. His fiance had not been herself lately, and perhaps if he could win for her a prize it would lift her spirits a bit after being bald for a season.

Azure grasped the dart in his maw, finding he hated the feeling of holding it between his teeth. How anyone was supposed to throw this with accuracy he didn't know, but stepping away now would be admitting failure. He tossed his head and released the dart, hoping it at least was aimed in the direction of the balloons.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bracelet with a strange charm on it.

Aquarius charm: a charm in the shape of the astrological sign, worn on a simple leather strip. When broken at the start of a race, the charm causes the course to become wet and muddy, making treacherous footing for the opponent! (-10% to opponent's balance score in a race)


Staff: note when used

Recluse's family had decided to attend the festivities, and so Aryn was given permission to attend alongside them. The walk to Fern Gulley was long and painful upon her maimed paw but she managed to keep quiet through it until the wolf train split off to see various sights and booths. Someone was always keeping an eye on her, but at least she had some small semblance of freedom as she wandered between the games.

A coydog waved her over to one, her ears perking with interest. Limping over toward the booth and waiting her turn, she watched the other participants throw. When her turn arose, Aryn grasped a dart in between her teeth and chucked it smoothly toward the balloons, eyes alight with excitement to see whether she'd manage to hit something.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bottle of some strange-looking liquid.

Scar Remover:  just what it says on the bottle… this potion removes a scar, even if it was caused by a maim fight (no, it does not restore lost extremities)

Staff: Transfered to Lolaf

Auðr did not fully grasp all the words the coydog spoke, their grasp on the local language was lagging a bit but it was easy enough to grasp from watching the crowd. The quiet wolf waited for a lull in the crowd before stepping towards the counter and the coydog, picking up a dart and carefully eyeing a balloon, they wound up a few times, testing the weight of the dart and feeling the wind as they took aim. Finally, Auðr wound back and threw for real, hoping their shot was true. Silently they prayed that if they missed none of their siblings were here to see it, they weren't sure they could live that down.

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bottle of some strange-looking liquid.

Scar Remover: just what it says on the bottle… this potion removes a scar, even if it was caused by a maim fight (no, it does not restore lost extremities)

Used for Prezzies for players 2022 - nyx

Pestilence was not one to ignore a carnival, especially not one that had tournaments and games with prizes to be won. The competitive Klein woman made her way to the lineup, watching with interest as wolves each threw sloppy darts towards the balloon wall. As her turn approached she found her excitement building, and by the time it was her turn to step up to the darts a smile had spread across her maw. She grasped one dart carefully in her teeth, maneuvering it with her tongue to try and get it pointed in the correct direction. Then with a toss of her head, she released. The throw was not any better then any other of the wolves were capable of, but Pestilence had a good feeling about it's flight as it soared toward the targets.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides +/- 4 inches height

Staff: Transferred to Sea, used on Kyanite to 42"

He'd made his way to the festival by himself, eagerly looking around with wonder and excitement. In all his life Astrophel had never been to such an event before, and seeing everyone milling around and having fun was a good sight to see. As for himself, he kept an eye out in case he ran into anyone he knew, but the game booths swiftly caught his attention and he found himself veering off towards them. The booth was a myriad of rainbow colours and glittery balloons, and he waited patiently in line until it was his turn, glancing briefly at the coydog who was explaining how to play. Astrophel gingerly picked up a dart, eyeing the balloons as he decided which one he wanted to aim for before flicking his wrist and throwing the pointed end, hoping to at least just hit one.

NPC:
The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides a mystery litter pass. Transferred to NachoMumma

Inoki stopped at the rainbow coloured booth, a grin on her faze as she looked at the sparkly balloons. Her paws were a little clumsy, and she'd never thrown a dart before, but the desire to get a prize, perhaps something Halo would like, was enough to spur her towards the booth and give it a go. She giggled softly at the coydog, enjoying the performance he was putting on to attract players, and eagerly stepped forward to snag a dart. She was in it to win it. Her teal gaze darted between the balloons, figuring out which one would be the easiest to aim for to secure a prize. And a fabulous one at that from what the coydog had promised. With a wild throw, Inoki chucked the dart with her paw, eyes wide with hope as it went soaring through the air towards the balloons.

NPC:

The coydog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake.

This item provides a post acceptance dire height pass

Staff: note when used

Faith strode through the festival with her dual-toned eyes scanning over each of the booths as she passed, they were all interesting but a particular voice and booth stood out to her as she got closer to it, her eyes drifting to the rainbow canopy. She titled her head to the side and stepped closer, watching the other wolves as they approached and awkwardly jerked their heads around to try and pop balloons, it was a wonder the scarved coydog didn't get hit.

Still her interest piqued Faith stepped up to the counter, picked up one of the sharp implements and did her best to look less embarassing than the others had, and hopefully she'd hit a balloon and not the coydog.

"Faith"

Image by muryoko

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a bracelet with a strange charm on it.

Aquarius charm: a charm in the shape of the astrological sign, worn on a simple leather strip. When broken at the start of a race, the charm causes the course to become wet and muddy, making treacherous footing for the opponent! (-10% to opponent's balance score in a race)

Arcturus wasn't entirely thrilled about being pulled out to this mysterious carnival, but now he was here so he might as well do something while he was here. Some yelling from one of the colorful booths pulled his attention and he broke off from the group he came with for a moment, walking up to the red and white brindled coydog curiously. The premise of the game seemed pretty easy so he gave a shrug and took the arrow from the animated canine. He eyed the balloons on the back wall for a moment, trying to pick out a good one to aim for. Lifting the arrow in his paw, he squinted while he tried to take aim, practicing the motion a couple of times before finally putting some heft behind the motion with a quiet huff and threw it toward the glittering back wall. Maybe he'd at least get a souvenir of some kind to take back with him.

"Arcturus Fatalis"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides +/- 4 inches of post acceptance height

Used on Dalila to make her 25"

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"Speech!"

WC: 373

Sorcerer watched from a far at first still debating his participation on the event that seemed quite new and different to the Klein. Colorful booths aspersed across the fields. He could see many wolves playing games, including known faces, finding Aryn. He was glad his cousin allowed her to atleast have fun. He couldnt help but smile, and he hopped his treatment was helping a bit. He would approach, and place himself near her. Focusin on his own thing he grabbed a dart and with a lot of pre adjusting he would try to throw it, hopefully hitting a balloon. He felt confident, unafraid if he missed.

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a delicious-looking iced cake in the shape of a heart.

This item provides +/- 4 inches of post acceptance height

Staff: Transfered to Dragon, used on Medusa

Avacyn wandered around the carnival with a little grin, her obsidian eyes taking it all in and enjoying the hustle and bustle of all the wolves moving around from booth to booth. She had never seen anything like this before, not even in all of the traveling back and forth across Boreas and Auster they had done before her mother's pack was officially founded. She was curious about what all of this was and where it had all come from and maybe even gave her some ideas of somethings she might want to do in Elysium at some point, but for now she just observed all the craziness of it. Her attention was grabbed by a booth where some other wolves were throwing darts at balloons and she moved toward it, watching a few other wolves take their turns before she stepped up herself. She was handed a dart and she peered at it for a moment before situating it in her feline paw and taking aim at one of the many balloons, holding it steady for a moment before throwing it forward, her ears perked eagerly while she waited to see if she could get one of them to pop.

"Avacyn Mendacium"

The cowdog claps his paws together happily. ”Oooo so exciting! Come on over here, gorgeous, and we’ll see what you’ve won!” He plucks the little paper from where the balloon once was, reading the text there.

He hands you a cool looking mask.

Amethyst Mask: a delicate looking festival mask decorated in polished amethyst. Can be used to provide a temporary defensive battle accessory for a character who doesn't have one. Breaks after one use.