MINI EVENT: SORE LOSER

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YOU WIN

Content Warning: Lightning strikes, electrocution. In the first half of the mini event, characters will be under siege by targeted lightning strikes until they attain shelter within the store or inn. Lightning strikes are nonlethal, but painful.

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VICTORY!

... But not without cost. As the handful of you scatter through the arena, tagging out prisoners or holding your ground against the jailer, some may notice the increasing pain inflicted by an unknown source the better the group does. Eventually, as time runs out, there's a frustrated screech echoing through the air and reverberating in your mind:

YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO LOSE.

Needless to say, trouble's coming. (Though, what had the Woods expected when the game was so easy? Perhaps it didn't realize how many proficient fighters it had captured.) The air is electric, crackling, before the night sky darkens considerably. There's lightning flashing- and then lightning coming down. All throughout the way home and even into the Grove, lightning strikes with loud cracks and sparks, almost like spears hurtling down with a vengeance.

The strikes, should they land, are nonlethal. But it hurts a lot- and leaves a terribly numbing sensation behind. There's enough time between strikes that you can flee, and both the general store and the inn offer salvation. Rusty stands within the doorway of the inn itself, snarling angrily at the sky, while the shopkeeper... is actually among you, carrying Caoimhe so she can avoid the forest's embrace. Now's not a great time to chat though, honestly.

Better run.

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AFTERMATH

Hey, you got home safe! Good for you. As the last of you claims shelter, the lightning storm outside devolves into a pure thunderstorm. Rusty has joined you for shelter. Though your body is heavy and numb, there's a feeling that you still have something to do. Thankfully, a few in your number are medics, and another few can cook. Any punishments for playing too well as an individual also linger, much to your dismay. But the first night is over.

Despite the tantrum, the Woods is making do on it's promise, at least: Within every inhabited inn room is a charm made from animal bone or antler. Those who can detect magic will be able to tell: these are lucky charms, and powerful ones at that. But they can only be used once. These charms will allow one instance of changing an undesirable outcome in an event. They can only be used once, and only one character can use one per thread or mission.

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Comments

[simplicitas]

[Imagine an inn. It's a normal (?) inn. There are people in it, which is what inns are for.

If you look to your left there is a Fucking Lion barrelling through the lobby and sliding across the floors because Toy Perceived.

This is no longer a normal (?) inn. But it's okay, because that's what the forest gets for bringing a boy and his literal lion here.

Leon charges at this ribbon, jumps after it, does flips after it. Each time, a very heavy set of paws thuds on the floor, or he nearly runs into something or someone. Like his master, he is a boundless wellspring of energy. There is no chill. He will do this for hours.

Luckily, hours need not pass, because at some point in the middle of chaos, Elsword comes down to see what the hell the fucking earthquake is about. Leon (very happy to be here) immediately trots over to the man's side. Hi.]

...he didn't destroy anything, right?

[Because it sounds like he did.]

[amethystic]

( felicity can't answer right away because she's too busy laughing gleefully at leon's antics, only calming down as the lion goes to his master. she lets the ribbon drop but picks it up- that poor thing won't ever hold her hair up again, but it was a noble sacrifice. )

No, no, he was fine. ... Probably. I can fix it if something happened, we were just playing.

( she happily leans over to gently pet leon, this is the most relaxed she's been since their arrival. which is understandable on every level, really. )

[simplicitas]

He likes people a lot. [Like Elsword does.] He usually just wants to be close to others, [like Elsword does,] so I'm sorry if he got too aggressive with you. He doesn't know how big he is.

[Sort of like when Elsword bear hugs people and crushes them a bit. There's one braincell between them, but at least the lion has functioning Feelings.]

His name is Leon. Or... he is a Leon. [Hm.] I don't think I ever gave him a real name.

[like calling your cat "cat"]

[amethystic]

I love him.

( just. automatically and sincerely. to make a point, felicity hugs leon around the neck and buries her face gleefully in the fluff before letting go. )

... Well, it shouldn't get too confusing if he's the only one here, right?