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EVENT 007
EBB AND FLOE
A WINTERFUL LIFE
cw: food scarcity
The December snows roll in heavy, and with it, the fear-monsters and little pranksters that harassed you all month disperse into black mist. Whether they were about to kill you, stalking you, or pulling your hair, as soon as the moon hits its zenith, the beasts are gone. The mists float harmlessly into the air, hopefully to never be seen again. Hopefully.
For now, you’re free. The Forest and the Creature within slumber, as the cold seeps into every corner of the confined space you reside in and beyond. No longer will the entities within the woods try to kill you just for putting a toe past the fog wall. No longer does anybody sense a lingering danger. Finally, the Grove is peaceful. You can only hope it’ll last.
Unfortunately, while no mysterious monsters are working to murder you in cold blood, nothing can be done about the river freezing over, cutting off access to fish, and nothing can be done about the General Store running out of meat. The river’s ice cannot be broken nor melted. The grasses and flowers have shrivelled under the extreme cold; the trees are twiggy and leafless. Mysteriously untouched are the gifts from the Guardians — the blackberry bush on the opposite side of the river and the apple tree on the bank near the school continue to fruit throughout the month. Remember to say “thank you” before you feast from what remains.
At the very least, the General Store has plenty of trail mix, vegetables, and crackers. It’ll be a difficult month — but so far, you’ve endured much worse. Surely a little hunger can’t kill you now?
The December snows roll in heavy, and with it, the fear-monsters and little pranksters that harassed you all month disperse into black mist. Whether they were about to kill you, stalking you, or pulling your hair, as soon as the moon hits its zenith, the beasts are gone. The mists float harmlessly into the air, hopefully to never be seen again. Hopefully.
For now, you’re free. The Forest and the Creature within slumber, as the cold seeps into every corner of the confined space you reside in and beyond. No longer will the entities within the woods try to kill you just for putting a toe past the fog wall. No longer does anybody sense a lingering danger. Finally, the Grove is peaceful. You can only hope it’ll last.
Unfortunately, while no mysterious monsters are working to murder you in cold blood, nothing can be done about the river freezing over, cutting off access to fish, and nothing can be done about the General Store running out of meat. The river’s ice cannot be broken nor melted. The grasses and flowers have shrivelled under the extreme cold; the trees are twiggy and leafless. Mysteriously untouched are the gifts from the Guardians — the blackberry bush on the opposite side of the river and the apple tree on the bank near the school continue to fruit throughout the month. Remember to say “thank you” before you feast from what remains.
At the very least, the General Store has plenty of trail mix, vegetables, and crackers. It’ll be a difficult month — but so far, you’ve endured much worse. Surely a little hunger can’t kill you now?
FREEZE THE DAY
During the day, the cold isn’t that bad. Sure, there’s a foot of snow on the ground and more keeps falling, and sure, snowball fights aren’t exactly fun anymore because your fingers get way too chilly way too quickly — but the sun still shines, and sometimes you can stand out in a sunny spot and feel a whole five degrees warmer than you were a moment ago. It’s tolerable. During the night, however, the temperatures dip well below freezing, and the air is so frigid that it dries your skin out on contact. Frostbite threatens to set in within minutes if you aren’t properly dressed.
Fires are harder to light, too, even if they’re indoors. You’ll find that, should you get one lit, it’ll go out within half an hour. None of the buildings stay warm for very long past night, and though they aren’t completely frozen-over, it’s the least bit uncomfortable for those who aren’t cold-faring to cope with. What is there to do, other than grab as many blankets as possible and make a nest or a fort, or maybe even grab a friend and leech their body heat? They don’t need that, right?
While you’re bothered by the weather, the Shopkeeper, Trader, and the two Guardians present within the Grove are entirely unaffected. Rusty, however, is merely a dog. He’ll help himself to cuddling against you whenever he can, including letting himself into your room at night and getting under the covers while you sleep. He will thank you in the mornings by leaving you a simple gift at your feet: A bone he found outside, because he loves you.
…one has to wonder how he broke in in the first place, though.
Fires are harder to light, too, even if they’re indoors. You’ll find that, should you get one lit, it’ll go out within half an hour. None of the buildings stay warm for very long past night, and though they aren’t completely frozen-over, it’s the least bit uncomfortable for those who aren’t cold-faring to cope with. What is there to do, other than grab as many blankets as possible and make a nest or a fort, or maybe even grab a friend and leech their body heat? They don’t need that, right?
While you’re bothered by the weather, the Shopkeeper, Trader, and the two Guardians present within the Grove are entirely unaffected. Rusty, however, is merely a dog. He’ll help himself to cuddling against you whenever he can, including letting himself into your room at night and getting under the covers while you sleep. He will thank you in the mornings by leaving you a simple gift at your feet: A bone he found outside, because he loves you.
…one has to wonder how he broke in in the first place, though.
PARTING IS SUCH SLEET SORROW
Midway through the month, the snowfall begins to pick up. While the Grove hasn’t quite hit blizzard territory yet, the snow is consistent and unending, especially late at night. On occasion, mixed in with the delicate snowflakes, are tiny golden lights. Should they go untouched and unobstructed, they’ll simply fade away when they flutter to the ground. But should you, say, catch one on your tongue with the other flakes, or have one brush your hand, or purposely try to grab one?
It will float through you, into you, and your mind will be transported elsewhere. To the past, as you were when you were here originally. It is a vision of your past life, of memories long lost, of a “you” that isn’t “you” as you are now. Whether the golden light has you spectating as if you’re seeing yourself on a television screen, or acting the part of the old “you”, that matters little to the vision the golden light wanted to show you. It will end when it wants to end, you see. You could get an hour of a memory, or a single minute, or three whole days. It might have even dragged in another with you, someone nearby who was hit with a ball of light themselves or happened to pass by.
For those of you who have avoided this fate, you get to bear witness to those that are affected — they’re standing stone-still wherever they last touched the golden lights, eyes closed, as if asleep while standing up. You can try to rouse them, but they won’t wake until they’ve fully experienced the memory being shown to them. The best thing to do might be to drag them inside so they aren’t icicles when they come back to reality.
It will float through you, into you, and your mind will be transported elsewhere. To the past, as you were when you were here originally. It is a vision of your past life, of memories long lost, of a “you” that isn’t “you” as you are now. Whether the golden light has you spectating as if you’re seeing yourself on a television screen, or acting the part of the old “you”, that matters little to the vision the golden light wanted to show you. It will end when it wants to end, you see. You could get an hour of a memory, or a single minute, or three whole days. It might have even dragged in another with you, someone nearby who was hit with a ball of light themselves or happened to pass by.
For those of you who have avoided this fate, you get to bear witness to those that are affected — they’re standing stone-still wherever they last touched the golden lights, eyes closed, as if asleep while standing up. You can try to rouse them, but they won’t wake until they’ve fully experienced the memory being shown to them. The best thing to do might be to drag them inside so they aren’t icicles when they come back to reality.
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A WINTERFUL LIFE
The Forest has gone to sleep for the month. Unfortunately, the river is frozen, and it's hard to come across much food, save for what grows upon the Guardians' gift plants by the river. Luckily, the General Store seems to have some sparser amounts of food throughout the month.
FREEZE THE DAY
It's cold outside! Below freezing, actually! And for some reason, heat indoors just doesn't stick. Luckily you can cuddle with friends, in your own nest of blankets, or with Rusty, who is somehow breaking into everybody's bedrooms even if you've locked all your doors and windows. Hello, hi, he loves you and he is cold.
PARTING IS SUCH SLEET SORROW
Golden lights fall amidst the snowflakes. If you come into contact with one, you'll close your eyes and dream of your past life within the Grove. You might even unwillingly pull someone else in with you.
OOC
Y'all how is it already December. If you'd like to plot with people for this event, head over to OOC plotting. Reminder that AC for the month of December is check-in only, which means that if you're not feelin' it you can simply put in a "hi I still go here" comment and exit for the rest of the month. It's the holiday season, after all, so we don't expect you to give up family time for our silly little game. Regular AC will resume in January, and that will also be when our next TDM occurs. Happy holidays!
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Ken Kaneki / Tokyo Ghoul
A WINTERFUL LIFE
PARTING IS SUCH SLEET SORROW
Parting is such sleet sorrow
Sesa, meanwhile, leans forward with a toothy grin, his wooden leg lightly tapping against the floor.]
There you are! I was startin' to make bets with my Pa that you weren't gonna show up today.
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Now, now, I always show up.
[ the Inn's owner can be heard from a corner "But late." and Kaneki gives him an apologetic smile ] I got distracted with a book this morning. I need to have hobbies, after all.
besides, my food is good, even if it's late. [ his smile grows wider. Kaneki is joking, of course, but he is a good cook, and even the Inn's owner will give him that ]
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[Sesa's father gives him a light nudge to his shoulder, be nice. Sesa only doesn't read because he's too busy working outside. It's not Kaneki's fault that his hobby involves woodworking too.]
Heh, I guess you're right though. This place wouldn't be the same without your breakfast.
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Plus, I get inspired too. [ it works! or so kaneki says and people have to believe him on that ]
You know, if you have a special request, I can try to be here on time tomorrow - [ "No, not try. You will be on time tomorrow. " and Kaneki offers him an apologetic grin before he turns to Sebastian again ] - and I will make something special for you, Sebastian.
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[It's clear that he wasn't expecting any kind of special treatment, and there's a moment where he looks visibly flustered by Kaneki's kindness. After a moment, he ends up glancing off to one side, rubbing the back of his neck.]
I mean. If it helps you get to work on time...then sure!
[But what could he ask him to make?]
Hm...you know that omelette that you make sometimes? The one with all the vegetables and mushrooms? That's what I'd like.
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[ Kaneki hums, tapping his own chin for a moment ]
Oh, right, right - that is always a good dish. [ Ken nods afterwards ] Alright, I will make sure to get all the ingredients and make it tomorrow for you.
On time. [ he really will be at the Inn on time, he won't be distracted ]
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Heheh, thanks Kaneki! If you ever need a favor you just let me know, okay? One good turn deserves another, and I don't think I could cook you something as good as what you'd make...
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A Winterful Life
fresh meatnew curious person. He doesn't use his camouflage, but he doesn't exactly do or say anything to make himself known either, so it might be a bit startling for someone to suddenly grab Ken's hand out of nowhere. ]They're really nice, if that's what you're worried about.
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W-wah--
[ oh. It's just a young boy... ] S-sorry, you scared me.
Uhm, what are they? [ are they human?? ]
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Merchants. [ Probably not what he meant, but, eh. Mizuki's not actually sure what they are, really. It's probably been brought up to him before, but far be it from him to actually care about the "what" people are, and only about the "who". ] Their names are Heimr and Ydalir. They're my friends.
Are you shy? I could introduce them, if you want. It's probably kinda scary to be in a new place with new people, right?
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But kaneki shakes his head. he doesn't want to be introduced yet. He will eventually get there, but there is A Lot happening already ]
Hmm, something like that. Everything is a bit confusing.
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Oh! I'm Mizuki, by the way. It's nice to meet you.
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It's nice to know, Mizuki-san. I'm Kaneki. [ maybe he should call Mizuki "kun" iunstead? well... no matter ]
What do you know? If it's not a bother to share, of course.
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Would you rather I start with the small stuff?
winterful hours-
When Kaneki is out exploring, away from the shop and perhaps, closer to the well, Elsword will approach and wave hello. His facial expression is completely stoic and flat, but he's trying to seem friendly. He only means well.]
Hi. Are you new here? It's nice to meet you, if so. ...are you lost?
[He's been wandering for a while, hasn't he?]
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His attention will turn to Elsword, when he speaks up ]
H-hello. I suppose I am. [ kaneki tries to offer a smile, but it doesn't come ]
Hm... I'm not sure what I should be doing here. [ so he is a bit lost, sure ]
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[This is, clearly, an important question.]
Or did you want to go into the store with me? I saw you peeking in, and if you're worried you don't have any money, don't be. I have enough shells and bones from the riverbank if you wanted to buy something.
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But clearly, it looks like the other person finds this whole deal perfectly normal - kaneki doesn't. ]
No, I mean. How do we get home?
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[He looks skyward for a moment, then points up to where the snowflakes are falling.]
We can't even fly out. I tried, but there's some sort of barrier that's keeping us all in, even though we can't see it.
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He looks up as if trying to see the barrier through the sky, but naturally, there's nothing. He glances back at the other again ]
And why are we here, anyway? What are we meant to do? [ hopefully there will be more to the answer than "doing fun stuff". ]
A Winterful Life
He's not alone though, he sees Kaneki and so he approaches. He looks like he could use the snack, but instead he shifts the blanket over his shoulders so it balances fine and holds out the bundle to him.
Toge offers him the snack without hesitation. He can handle hunger, he's just sure Kaneki could use it more than him. ]
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So at the offer, he gently shakes his head ]
O-oh, I'm alright, thank you. [ he will be alright for a while, hopefully. ] I don't really need food, right now.
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But Kaneki doesn't actually voice that, simply nodding. He really will not take the food. ]
Uhm- I'm Kaneki. What's your name?