One Regular Day At School: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ You get to your regular class, sitting down in your regular seat and twiddling with your regular mechanical pencil as you halfheartedly listen to your absolutely regular teacher. Nothing could be more boring, especially after cramming last night and getting hardly any sleep. As the class nears its' end, the Intercom blares its' Good Morning phrases, reciting the scores of sports games and scholarship applications... the like. However, it catches your attention as it does a siren sound, meaning something "fun" for everyone. You listen, as it was apparently important. "Now, as everyone knows, the Carnival is taking place this weekend! We just want to remind everyone that if you attend, you are showing school pride! As our way of showing all of you how much we appreciate everyone participating, we have placed random prizes throughout the carnival: On the rides, in the booths, even just laying on the ground somewhere! We hope this is enough incentive for people to come out and enjoy the Carnival... and with that, Have a great Friday, everyone!" That was the signal to stand for the Pledge of Allegiance, and everyone automatically recited in monotone, sinking into their chairs once they finished. You, however, wondered at what these "prizes" were. You decide to go to this Carnival, if not only for the prizes then to have fun. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Saturday, Day One of Carnival: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~As you arrive at the carnival, it is very overwhelming to the senses and you take time to dissect everything about this place that just makes you feel like jumping in and never leaving. Colors: Only limited to the imagination, the balloons showed to the retina reds, yellows, greens, and blues, even as the crazy LED's reflected pink and cyan and purple. Amusement Park rides flare their own color schemes, each one seemingly more enticing than the next. One of weak stomach wouldn't be able to watch just one spot at a time, when more than 5 colors passed in 5 seconds along each and every crevice and corner to see. Scents: The sickly sweetness of Bubble Gum, Cotton Candy, and Soda Pop pervade even the total greasiness of Mega Hot Dogs, Cosmic Hamburgers, and even the Gigantic Turkey Legs. Authentic Food was pricy, and most vendors created a profit from selling the stuff of kid's delights, only to have them throw it all up as they ride The Spinner, fashioned as a spider weaving it's web. Sounds: They surround you, never ceasing and always loud. The screams of happy kids and yelling parents wasn't even the half of it; even the air gave off its' own hum as the echoes reverberated from the Gaming Stalls, Haunted Houses, and Amusement Park rides. Beeps, blips, gunshots, roars, and the tinkling melodies from every ride would any normal person hearing damage, if they were to be in a prolonged state of having to hear it, day and night. You feel slightly piteous of the carnival workers, and their low pay, but then again this wouldn't be a bad job. Now here comes the fun part; Choices! Where do you wish to go first? 〉 ~ Type what you would do if you were to: Approach a food vendor: You want to get that appetite taken care of early! 〈 ~ Type what you would do if you were to: Go on one of the Amusement Park rides: That's the funnest thing when it comes to carnivals! 〉 ~ Type what you would do if you were to: Wander around the Carnival Area, viewing everything: Who knows, maybe you'll find one of the Prizes the school was talking about? 〉 ~ Type what you would do if you were to: Leave immediately: This Goddamn Carnival will be the death of you!