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sticksandbones2024-02-01 10:46 am
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EVENT 009
RULER OF MY HEART
HOW SWEET IT IS
As time ticks on in that strange, wobbly way it does in this place — where the nights feel like they last days, and the days feel like they’re only a few hours long — the fog, ever so gradually, rolls back in, until it’s that oppressive black wall it normally is. It means no more trips into the greater forest for the time being, though the surrounding ring of treeline around the Grove and the burned town to the north remains readily accessible.
The woods, now awake and alert, sends its regards with the occasional roar of a beast in the far distance, and the occasional biblically-accurate deer wandering into the Grove proper to nibble on grasses starting to spring up through the snow. Speaking of things springing up through the snow, there are some new trees near the riverbank, sporting perfectly normal lemons that are growing perfectly normal eyeballs. It’s fine, they’re edible, although they don’t seem to be native. Hmm.
All is peaceful thus far, until you open your dresser drawer. Suddenly, a little creature flies out at you, or cries out angrily because you woke it up. Perhaps, that creature climbs on you instead, shuffling into your pocket to snuggle up. Or, maybe you lay down for a nap, and your pillow feels just a touch lumpier than normal, and when you move your head, something squeals at you. No matter where you find them, even if they’re being a nuisance and eating your shoelaces, these creatures are harmless: they’re merely cold, and you, a Warm Thing, will now be their space heater.
The woods, now awake and alert, sends its regards with the occasional roar of a beast in the far distance, and the occasional biblically-accurate deer wandering into the Grove proper to nibble on grasses starting to spring up through the snow. Speaking of things springing up through the snow, there are some new trees near the riverbank, sporting perfectly normal lemons that are growing perfectly normal eyeballs. It’s fine, they’re edible, although they don’t seem to be native. Hmm.
All is peaceful thus far, until you open your dresser drawer. Suddenly, a little creature flies out at you, or cries out angrily because you woke it up. Perhaps, that creature climbs on you instead, shuffling into your pocket to snuggle up. Or, maybe you lay down for a nap, and your pillow feels just a touch lumpier than normal, and when you move your head, something squeals at you. No matter where you find them, even if they’re being a nuisance and eating your shoelaces, these creatures are harmless: they’re merely cold, and you, a Warm Thing, will now be their space heater.
I REALLY LIKE YOU
One of Ydalir’s secret passions is cooking. You would not know this, because she doesn’t have the ability to eat, but that doesn’t mean she lost the ability to cook. A holiday is coming, you see, and it’s tradition for everyone to partake in cute chocolates and have candlelit dinners! (She will not be providing the dinners, that’s on you.)
What feels like early on in the month, Ydalir will approach everybody with a box of chocolates customized for each person with their favourite flavours. For those of you who don’t eat human food, don’t worry: These are safe for consumption for vampires and robots alike.
Like with most things here, though, things are not as they seem. Eating one of these chocolates suddenly makes you feel very, very cuddly, like suddenly you wouldn’t care who you snuggled up to right now so long as you were comfortable. With the candy in your system, you feel affectionate to anyone who you come across, even if you may not have liked them previously.
As it turns out, mixing magic with cooking makes a potion. Ydalir swears up and down she didn’t mean it, but enjoy your cuddle-chocolates anyway!
What feels like early on in the month, Ydalir will approach everybody with a box of chocolates customized for each person with their favourite flavours. For those of you who don’t eat human food, don’t worry: These are safe for consumption for vampires and robots alike.
Like with most things here, though, things are not as they seem. Eating one of these chocolates suddenly makes you feel very, very cuddly, like suddenly you wouldn’t care who you snuggled up to right now so long as you were comfortable. With the candy in your system, you feel affectionate to anyone who you come across, even if you may not have liked them previously.
As it turns out, mixing magic with cooking makes a potion. Ydalir swears up and down she didn’t mean it, but enjoy your cuddle-chocolates anyway!
LET’S STAY TOGETHER
Sometimes, when you touch another person, your mind goes elsewhere. This isn’t a result of the chocolates, but rather some other force at work. If you see two people asleep somewhere — the ground, the couch, the kitchen counter — it’s best to leave them where they are, unless you want to risk passing out with them and seeing what they see. They’ll wake up in a little while.
What those who get dragged into their own minds see depends on the person, and what lies within their heart. These “heartspaces” are made up of core memories to the participants — important locations, emotional states given form, meaningful items, or anything else, really. When in contact with another person, these heartspaces will combine into one, perfectly interactable and wanderable at your leisure. Touching objects within these spaces will play a core memory before your eyes, or even change the scenery a bit, depending on whose heart it is you’re messing with.
Perhaps now is a good time for bonding and learning about one another, in the comfort and privacy of your own minds. After all, you won’t exit the heartspaces for quite a bit.
What those who get dragged into their own minds see depends on the person, and what lies within their heart. These “heartspaces” are made up of core memories to the participants — important locations, emotional states given form, meaningful items, or anything else, really. When in contact with another person, these heartspaces will combine into one, perfectly interactable and wanderable at your leisure. Touching objects within these spaces will play a core memory before your eyes, or even change the scenery a bit, depending on whose heart it is you’re messing with.
Perhaps now is a good time for bonding and learning about one another, in the comfort and privacy of your own minds. After all, you won’t exit the heartspaces for quite a bit.
PAIN IN MY HEART
…just try not to break anything while you're there.
It might be an accident. Maybe you walk backwards into a table containing a framed photograph, and that photo falls and the glass breaks, the picture inside the frame ruined. Maybe you broke that cheaply-made but still-important toy while fiddling with it. Or, perhaps, it wasn’t an accident at all: You broke that thing on purpose, you punched through that wall, you set that fire.
Whatever broke the thing in question doesn’t matter in the end. What matters is that the memory associated with it begins to fade away like smoke on the wind. Fixing the broken object will bring that memory back, but failing to fix it before you wake up from the dream will have that memory gone forever.
Although, there are some pretty bad memories out there… if the memory broken was terrible, or if the item in question showed someone a dark secret you didn’t want them to know… shouldn’t it stay gone?
It might be an accident. Maybe you walk backwards into a table containing a framed photograph, and that photo falls and the glass breaks, the picture inside the frame ruined. Maybe you broke that cheaply-made but still-important toy while fiddling with it. Or, perhaps, it wasn’t an accident at all: You broke that thing on purpose, you punched through that wall, you set that fire.
Whatever broke the thing in question doesn’t matter in the end. What matters is that the memory associated with it begins to fade away like smoke on the wind. Fixing the broken object will bring that memory back, but failing to fix it before you wake up from the dream will have that memory gone forever.
Although, there are some pretty bad memories out there… if the memory broken was terrible, or if the item in question showed someone a dark secret you didn’t want them to know… shouldn’t it stay gone?
SPARK NOTES
CLICK TO EXPAND!
HOW SWEET IT IS
The fog is back. The creatures are clinging to you because they're cold. The eyeball lemons are, uh... lemon...y. Enjoy your completely normal slice of nature.
I REALLY LIKE YOU
Ydalir has made everybody chocolates! They're delicious and induce feelings of affection and a deep need to cuddle others. Surely this won't go terribly awry. Also, she's very sorry.
LET’S STAY TOGETHER
Sometimes, touching someone else takes you to a combined mental space made up of the important things to you and the person you touched. You can touch things within the space to play memories, or explore the environment together. Outside, you're just asleep on the floor somewhere probably, so hopefully no one trips over you.
PAIN IN MY HEART
Be careful in the heartspaces. Anything you break will take a relevant memory with it. If you can find a way to repair it, the memory will come back. Although, sometimes memories need to stay gone, don't they? Maybe leaving it broken is okay?
OOC
Happy February! The mod team will not apologise for the amount of pink in this event log. If you'd like to plot with people for this event, head over to OOC plotting. We will allow you to make up various plantanimal creatures for this event, they don't have to be like the images linked as examples. Have fun, enjoy creatures, they're here to stay. Reminder this month will have Heimrquest, so if you want to sign up, please do so on the OOC plotting post.
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[He's one of Those Types, you see.]
Plus, I can fly, so I can patch holes in the roof and you won't have to climb or anything.
[Has Livio seen Elsword's wings yet... they're bright. Kind of blinding. This is why they're not out all the time—]
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... That sounds real helpful. I'd appreciate it. I can put together some materials for you to work on whenever you feel like it. No rush.
[maybe they're kind of a lot, but given how self-conscious livio is, he doesn't exactly want to comment on someone else's body, either...]
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[.........]
I'm gonna go up and look at the damage.
[Elsword you shouldn't fly in here— Elsword— too late he's ascending. Livio will get to watch him almost float in the air as he sticks his arm through a rather sizeable hole in the school's roof.]
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... sorry, livio is staring a little. elbud, are you sure you're not the son of god?]
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What's the pink stuff in walls called again? [He calls down,] Inflation or whatever? There's a lot of that sticking out.
[Insulation, buddy—]
I think inflation gives you diseases if you breathe it in, so we're gonna need masks.
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ANYWAY,]
If you need to get one, go on ahead. I don't get sick.
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[Floating down...]
Really? You're lucky. I get colds sometimes even though I have a pretty good immune system.
[That is kind of how being a person goes, though.]
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[it's awfully convenient considering he doesn't sound too happy about it. but shhh it's fine.]
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[That's kind of healing right?
Notice how he doesn't explain any of this shit like hi everyone has a big rock at home that maintains life over their world right? This is just how the world(s) work.]
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The El? What is that?
take a shot every time you see "el" in this tag
It's a giant crystal that keeps Elrios alive. Without it, the rivers and oceans will dry up, and patches of Henir, which is the void, will start to appear and unleash monsters on the land. Cities pop up around smaller shards of it, but a city without its El shard will probably succumb to the surrounding land rotting eventually. I have a friend named Ara whose home village got the Moon El stolen, and that's what happened to it, I think.
["I think", he says, because he can't remember exactly.]
Smaller El shards aren't dangerous necessarily. People can touch and interact with them just fine, though it's better to just leave them alone so the cities can prosper. But the Large El is dangerous if you're over-exposed to it. It can take your memories and emotions and personality away as you gradually become "one" with it. It's called the Illuminous Phenomenon. [He clasps his hands around his ankles and rocks back a bit, a casual lean despite the heavy subject matter.] Over-using El abilities like what I was born with can do it to you, too. I have both that, and then I walked into the El to stabilize it, because if it explodes again like it did half a millennium ago, we'll have another apocalypse. It's why I'm like this. ...minus the plants, obviously.
The El was created by Ishmael to give life to Elrios. She's the Goddess that made my friend Ain.
[Remember how Elsword knows the son of god, yeah.]
I think that's the long and the short of it.
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[he tilts his head at elsword, honing in on maybe the least strange part of his whole explanation.]
What do you mean "like this?" [is he supposed to be different somehow...]
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[Elsword shrugs. It comes across less casual than he wants it to.]
Walking into the El messed me up. I know that it did. I'm a shell of a person, but I wouldn't change what I did. I'd rather be the only person who has to suffer than the whole world.
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You don't feel...? [the disbelief is obvious in his voice. as far as livio is concerned, elsword is one of the sweetest, most compassionate people in the grove. it doesn't compute that he could be that way without emotion. unless...] Or do you mean more like pain or texture or temperature?
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[and he wasn't like this, before the thing with the el. knowing what that was, and losing it... not being able to feel, even if he wanted to.]
... I'm sorry, Elsword. It must be hard.