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EVENT & TDM 012

IT'S GONNA BE MAY
WAKE UP
You open your eyes, and with a jolt, find yourself within the clearing of a miniscule town surrounded by trees and thick, black fog. Despite the ominous backdrop, nature seems to be thriving — it’s a pleasantly chill spring day, as far as anyone can tell, and everything is vibrant and blooming… even some of the animals. At some point, a friendly old dog with red fur approaches, carrying a basket in his jaws. Inside are blackberries and apples other fruits. Did he find this himself? Or did someone give them to him to bring to new arrivals? Regardless, he very clearly hopes that you’ll share.

A giant golden brown turtle sits by a tent, napping in the sunlight. Two statues sit in the courtyard by an old well — a haloed woman marked as the Goddess of the Sun, Beiwe, and a gentle woman looking adoringly at her counterpart, marked as the Goddess of the Moon, Ourania. If you pay your respects, the air feels gentle and warm in the day, and like a fresh cool breeze at night.

As you explore more, perhaps the bloomed animals will approach — a mossy squirrel, or a frog who happens to also be a lilypad. It’s charming, almost. Whimsical and kind.

Shame that the wall of fog looms ever on, watching. Waiting.
SHINING, SHIMMERING, SPLENDID
cw: hallucinations, compulsions, near-death experiences

For a while, spring seems gentle, almost. Peaceful. The previous month may have been full of jokes, but things are actually safe. Of course, that can’t last forever. Every night, a purple, shimmering mist floods the town. It does not breach the doors and windows, even if left open, but looking at it is… enticing.

Should you give in, the mist is cool and gentle, swaying around you like smoke. The longer you stay in, the more your eyes feel blissfully heavy. Soon, you find yourself surrounded by loved ones, in a place that brings you joy — a childhood home, a vacation spot, some place warm and safe and dear to your heart. Everyone is playing and having so much fun. Join them! Join them!

Of course, by the time you do jump into the fun, you’ll find yourself awakened with a start, just about to fall into danger. Perhaps you climbed a tree and were about to leap to the ground from too high up. Or maybe you stuck your head in the river and your lungs were about to empty. Regardless, the happy dream shatters with imminent danger, and perhaps you’d better hope that someone else is nearby to help you. … Especially since with each night you give in, the more enticing the mist is the next night.
DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY
At some point, the mist is forcibly dissipated and instead the moon shines brightly, almost like a spotlight. Investigation will reveal an absurdly large capybara that seems more like a vehicle than an animal, even with the jasmine flowers hanging off of it, siting down with the ‘door’ accessible to anyone willing to climb in.

“Come with me, and I will bring you to a night of festivities.” is all that it says when asked. And it knows that you will — you’re all curious as kittens, after all. Once the last person takes a fuzzy seat within the capybara, it slowly stands up and begins walking through the woods, and for the first time, everything seems peaceful. Normal, even. Why, there’s not even a monster or misshapen, grabby tree! Just a moonlit forest, and fireflies in the distance.

Eventually it brings you to a small but beautiful cabin, crouching down to let everyone out again. Outside is a layer of marble surrounded by pillars decorated with sheer fabrics and an abundance of lilies and calendula, jasmine and marigolds, hydrangeas and gladiolus. A buffet table has also been spread out, and within the cabin are changing rooms with a multitude of ornate gowns and suits, alongside sitting rooms and other potential necessities — though you get the feeling that you should still be on your best behavior here.

Gentle music plays from an unknown source. The capybara is resting, until it’s time to leave come sunrise. For one night, everything is at peace. You may as well enjoy it, and dance to your heart’s content.
SPARK NOTES
CLICK TO EXPAND!
WAKE UP
Welcome to Aldric's Grove! The fog wall is a little creepy, but worry not: A dog has brought you a snack, and the plant-bearing wildlife are pretty friendly. If you've been here for a while, no worry: You, too, are getting a basket of treats from the dog.

SHINING, SHIMMERING, SPLENDID
A purple mist fills the Grove at night, and stepping into it makes you experience a euphoric dream... shortly before you wake up because you nearly walked into death. Be careful, because the mists are addicting, and you may not have an easy time avoiding their temptation the following nights.

DANCE THE NIGHT AWAY
For one night, the mists clear up and peace settles over the forest. A giant capybara gleefully takes everyone to the site of a grand dance, where the clothing and food are all free, and the music swells with joy. Dance your hearts out until dawn breaks, and then the capybara will take you back home.

OOC
Happy May! This is a reminder that TDMs are game canon. Enjoy your dreams, enjoy your prom night, enjoy the capybara. OOC Plotting Lives Here if you'd like to plot anything out!

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eidxiety: (bw. 076)

[personal profile] eidxiety 2024-05-07 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[This is okay, Dachie will just lay on Wolfwood's shoes. :) ]

Well, he doesn't need it constantly. [Unlike Ain, who's quietly remembering now that he might just go back to being a little wisp if he doesn't have something or someone to recharge on.] Haha, I don't really know how it works! Ms. Harnier just made him for me. He used to be very small and round, and then he grew legs.
clottedcream: (06)

[personal profile] clottedcream 2024-05-07 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah. You know GingerBrave.

[ Well, that explains a lot, then! He's heard a good deal about the Kingdom, and there are a great many Cookies there that he has not met. Sparkling is clearly one of those! ]

I'm surprised that you have time to tend a bar with all that he and his friends seem to get into.
clottedcream: (45)

[personal profile] clottedcream 2024-05-07 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh? "Savior" taste, hm? ]

Vegetables, then... Is there anything in particular you enjoy? I'm still a bit new to them, I'm afraid, so it's hard to tell where to start.

[ For example: what if he bites into a vegetable expecting sweetness and only getting bitterness? If there are sweeter vegetables, he doesn't know. what they are.

He lifts a canape, a cracker with sautéed spinach and a small piece of sliced cheese. ]


Is this something that you've tried?
selenokinesis: (bw. 19)

[personal profile] selenokinesis 2024-05-07 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Harque Ebalon, Mister Affogato Cookie. [Yes, he's just like this. He's also assuming "Cookie" is a quirky last name, there's no reason for him to question this.] I'm glad I could get to you in time.

[He beams and it's like the fucking sun is grinning at Affogato. Terrible, 0/10.]
succiduous: (151)

[personal profile] succiduous 2024-05-07 08:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[The fact that we don't have any bat operators is a fucking crime so yeah I guess he's Sarkaz now.]

I'm a lightweight myself, [YOU DRANK DWARVISH ALE WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT] but no, you're not in the way. Hold on.

[And he just. Guns that glass of wine. Sets the glass on the table. Okay we're good.]

It also isn't juice. [Said as an afterthought.]
submittome: (But you know legends never die)

[personal profile] submittome 2024-05-07 08:23 pm (UTC)(link)
[Witches, the Ovens is with that smile. There's no reason to be that bright. It's disgusting. The service here sucks. 0/10 debating ingesting his own poisons after all. ]

Hoho, now now, no need to smile so brightly over what would have been my inevitable doom. [ Seriously, child, it hurts to look at it, tone it down. ] But it is my pleasure to meet you. Tell me, Harque Ebalon, are you new here?
forwander: (035)

[personal profile] forwander 2024-05-07 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
I would be willing to accept such a trade. Right now, they're housed within the greenhouse — though I've been considering asking the Shopkeeper for a cafe. The beans are growing faster than I can go through them, and we have a key lack of sweets here.

[Not that the bar isn't good enough, it absolutely is... but bar food tends to be on the heartier side, obviously. It's a different ballgame.]
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[personal profile] purevanillacookie 2024-05-07 09:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Aha, if it is sweets you desire, I most certainly can help with that! Though I do believe Fel is a much better baker than I.

[ Listen, when you're a King, people tend to do all that for you. As much as you wish they wouldn't. He sips the coffee again, tail wiggling. It needs some vanilla. ]

My strawberries are in bloom, but I believe I needs ask Ydalir for something in which to speed up the others. Once that is done, I shall be able to offer raspberries, grapes, and gooseberries as well.

[ Small talk, as he builds up to traumatize the poor man. ]
forwander: (108)

[personal profile] forwander 2024-05-07 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Passenger has no idea that Pure Vanilla is Plotting Something. He thinks they're simply having a nice conversation.]

Are either of you familiar with Sargonian-style desserts — baklava, kanafeh, layali lubnan? You seem particularly close to her, which is why I ask you. That is what I would plan to sell for a small sum of shells.

[Hmm...]

With strawberries, I could make mahalabiya. [Thinking out loud...] Naturally, if you provided extra ingredients, I could promise you would be the first to taste them without the attached business fee.
purevanillacookie: (010)

[personal profile] purevanillacookie 2024-05-07 10:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Baklava is something I am familiar with, but I am afraid I do not know the others. I will ask Fel if she knows them herself! May I ask what Mahalabiya is?

[ He's incredibly delighted to hear of different sweets they haven't yet come across on Earthbread. He wishes to try them all. Maybe he can convince Cacao to try some as well, if he has coffee with him. ]

Of course, I would be delighted to help in whatever way I may! Simply tell me what goes into it, and I shall see what I can procure! My vegetables currently growing are sweet potatoes, carrots, beetroot, and parsnips. The flowers currently in bloom are Hibiscus, Rose, and Lemon Grass. I would gladly offer any to you! I do ask for one thing in exchange, however.
clamored: (114)

[personal profile] clamored 2024-05-07 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh we're just going straight into it, huh.

Clamor has been dead for hundreds of years, to the point where he's not sure how he feels about it anymore. Granted, the time span between his soul going into the scythe and Noah waking him up was many centuries, but as far as he could tell mentally, it didn't seem like all that much time had passed. He'd woken up in a completely different world. Everything he knew he'd left behind, and anyone he knew before he was killed would be dead, now.

He can imagine, then, how Harque must feel.]


No. I was not.

[His reply is blunt but honest as he pauses inbetween for a sip of his punch.]

I have been dead for a very long time, actually. But I've also gotten used to strange things happening to me, at this point...this would not even be the oddest, if I'm honest.
lupusxylem: (copuccino @ twitter)

[personal profile] lupusxylem 2024-05-07 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[That's fine, just don't join your pigeon brethren and decide to poop on them and he'll allow it.]

I'm startin' to get the feelin' that almost every world other than mine is just magic, in some way.

[Like yes, No Man's Land has ~aliens~ but he'd consider that more advanced technology future bullshit than he would magic you can't explain.

But also he's from a canon point where he hasn't yet seen Vash lose his shit and turn the JuLai tower into a giant flower lady so I mean--]
eidxiety: blush (bw. 009)

[personal profile] eidxiety 2024-05-07 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
[Probably not... either way, Ain reaches out and gives Itto's bicep a cursory squeeze. Hm. Pillow.]

Haha... have you ever gone to the Demon Realm in search of the Dark El and then wound up at a circus run by dream demons on the way?

[Ain bets the answer is no, that seems like a uniquely "his idiots" type of shenanigan.]
charmpagne: (Geisha Girl)

[personal profile] charmpagne 2024-05-07 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sparkling watches unphased as Gnosis just guns his drink, and...while he would do the same with his own, he's still getting used to the strength of this "juice" as he mentioned, so he'll just set his down and return to it after their dance. They won't be far, he can keep an eye on it.]

Oh? And what is it, if not juice?
charmpagne: (Watermelon Granita)

[personal profile] charmpagne 2024-05-07 11:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, it's as I said...I'm not often the one spearheading his adventures. Sometimes! But not too terribly often.

[He doesn't seem particularly bothered by this fact, since he does have a business to run, and all.

Sparkling continues as they move across the dance floor in a way that seems almost unusually effortless for having just met.]


I specialize in healing, but there are plenty of other Cookies who are far more adept at it than I am, so it isn't that big of a deal.
charmpagne: (Summer Gin Punch)

[personal profile] charmpagne 2024-05-07 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Despite not knowing Beat from a Chocowerehound, he feels...bad, seeing the way his expression shifts. The way he remarks that they were "family", and yet he somehow doesn't remember this?

...it actually hurts, deep in his heart, but he doesn't have the memory to know why. But he thinks that, maybe, if the reaction is that strong...maybe it means something.]


I don't mean to put too much pressure on you, Beat...but could you tell me more? I feel like it may help.
itto: <user name=rosebursts> (itto007)

[personal profile] itto 2024-05-08 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
[ pillow??? he better flex harder, then! no way is he going to be compared to something soft and plush and totally not a place to rest a face. that's what his chest is for, come on now.

anyway he hears words. some of them are recognizable. for example: circus. please applaud. ]


Nah. [ shakes his head. ] But I'm a master at training onikabuto to duel. You might say I'm the best in the business in teaching each beetle how to maximize their potential.

[ nods to himself. it's very true. his win-loss record? awful if you don't count moral victories. ]

Impressed?
mooninthewater: (115)

[personal profile] mooninthewater 2024-05-08 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
...So, you're saying that intelligence automatically comes with an existential crisis?

[ Where's Gnosis, he has a theory to test- ]
diplomaticimmewnity: (142)

[personal profile] diplomaticimmewnity 2024-05-08 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh no he is bork. Why borketh. Unci backs up a little and puts he head between her front paws, butt in the air and wiggling. What's doing. What's borking for. Stop that.

She baps her paw on his face. No claws or anything, just like a little boop, like she's pressing an off button. No bork.

...

She pounces on him again. ]
succiduous: (125 @To_Se_tsu_na)

[personal profile] succiduous 2024-05-08 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Wine — an alcoholic drink. It's made with grapes as a base and fermented, so it isn't technically juice. Juice implies that it's non-alcoholic.

[At least where he's from.]
leggierissimo: (He was an 80s hair band warrior.)

Joshua | The World Ends With You | Current Player

[personal profile] leggierissimo 2024-05-08 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
i. 「i don't feel like dancing no sir no dancing today」

[ Joshua isn't one for parties. Joshua is, however, one for people-watching. Ultimately, that's what wins him over - that and the promise of formal wear, and he can't just let an opportunity to inspect the local fashion pass him by, can be?

So, to the prom he goes! He chooses to make his own clothes rather than anything from the selection inside the cabin, though, because that means he's guaranteed to look good. Can't risk looking terrible, can he? Of course not.

Joshua can be found doing the following things:

Dance Floor: Hanging around the outer edge. He is not dancing, no thank you, but he is people-watching. Yes, that means you. Are you acting like a fool? Wearing a horrible outfit that doesn't fit right or doesn't match up with your complexion or, god forbid, just looks awful? He is watching. He is judging you over his glass of wine. What are you gonna do about it? OR MAYBE you're absolutely slaying it out there and looking great! If you are, the look is a little more approving.

Buffet Table: Judging the food. And you. And your choices of food. It's all pretty good in his opinion, but do you have to know that? Of course you don't! He's here to start food discourse. He's also here to eat the garlic mushroom canapés.

Invisibly Lurking: The fun thing about getting to be invisible is that you have the potential for so much chaos. Listening in on conversations, listening in as you talk to yourself, putting ice cubes from the punch bowl down the back of your collar, anything is possible! There is a very real chance he's doing it right now.

Snooping: He's curious, so sue him. Or join him? He doesn't know what he's looking for, but it sure would be a hoot to find something, wouldn't it? ]



ii. 「wildcard」

[ if you want to do anything different, hit me up, you know the drill! ]
leggierissimo: (He might be the smartest man alive.)

[personal profile] leggierissimo 2024-05-08 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
it's okay we will pretend we do not see it.

"Ah, was it?" He tilts his head, glancing around the place. "Quite the place you've got here, then. I'm glad you still have access to it, despite everything. How are you holding up, by the by?"
submittome: (And I'm every one of them)

?????????????????? one of them

[personal profile] submittome 2024-05-08 06:43 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Honestly, Josh catches his eye because a) he needs someplace to hide where Dark Cacao can't find him and maybe reconsider letting him go and b) the other is dressed almost as fabulously as he is. Could use embellishments here or there, but it gets one silver eye roaming appreciatively. Hm. He could make it so much better. Where's the make up, where's the pizzazz, where's the defining of the main features.

His fingers itch to get the other into a chair.

The eye color is nice too, a wonderful combination with the hair.

Once he has a drink he prefers, he ghosts over with surprising ease. ]


An admirable look, you pull it off well.

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