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Entry tags:
- !event,
- !npc: beiwe,
- !npc: callan,
- !npc: moder,
- !npc: ourania,
- !npc: rusty,
- !npc: terho,
- !tdm,
- arknights: gnosis,
- arknights: mizuki,
- arknights: passenger,
- arknights: phantom,
- arknights: sesa,
- arknights: silverash,
- cookie run: affogato cookie,
- cookie run: clotted cream cookie,
- cookie run: dark cacao cookie,
- cookie run: pure vanilla cookie,
- cookie run: sparkling cookie,
- cookie run: timekeeper cookie,
- elsword: ain,
- elsword: harque ebalon,
- gravity falls: dipper pines,
- original: felicity morais,
- original: kiera canorus,
- original: luca aurelius,
- the owl house: hunter,
- the world ends with you: beat,
- the world ends with you: joshua,
- trigun: livio,
- trigun: nai,
- trigun: vash,
- trigun: wolfwood,
- trigun: zazie the beast
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.
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.
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.
“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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But oh, right, the punch table! Yes, he'll go over there and not stand in the middle of the dance floor. Clamor will find that Harque is immediately drawn to the food, though he doesn't know what half of these things are, wealthy-born and all. Some of them are typical party snack foods, and Harque isn't sure what to make of them. ...he's eating them anyway, politely, and he won't talk with his mouth full.]
I... woke up on the ground by those statues of the Goddesses. I've never heard of Goddesses like them, but I did stop to pay my respects to them as I got up. [Harque frowns, looking down into a cup of fruit punch. What the hell is fruit punch...] Um...
[...]
Mister Clamor, [please you don't have to be so polite (no wonder Noah is like this)] may I confess something to you?
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At least Harque won't run into immediate Forest trouble if he's out here respecting the Goddesses tbqh.
It isn't until Harque asks that that he looks up from his cup, feeling a sort of apprehension at being asked if he can "confess" something to him. He wonders if he's about to hear something he shouldn't.]
Yes, of course. What's on your mind?
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Others here have told me they were pulled from their own worlds, but were otherwise perfectly fine at the time. Not I. I remember dying. [Sigh.] A bit uncomfortable, isn't it? Were you alive before you came here as well?
[lol. lmao, even.]
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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.
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[Harque hums, thoughtful, and then looks to the little cheesecake bites and scoops several of those onto a plate. Please let him have his cheesecake bites, he's stressed.]
...it does make me feel a touch better to know I am not the only one. I'm very sorry, Mister Clamor. Would you like to take your mind off of it with me? If we've been given a second chance at life, we can do things that are fun, can't we?
[Harque Did Not Ever Get To Have Fun While He Was Alive.]
Like eat! [oh okay this is your definition of fun.] Come try these with me?
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[Taking his mind off of it, though? That is something he can do. Something he regularly did with Noah, as a matter of fact.
He'll step over to look at what Harque has found, picking up a few cheesecake bites for himself.]
These look very sweet. Do you like sweets?
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[He laughs politely into his hand, then pauses to shovel cheesecake bites into his face. Man, he loves food and eating it—]
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That sounds lovely. I bet he must have really enjoyed them.
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[Harque just takes that fond smile as Clamor reflecting on his own family or something soft like that, and not any passing familiarity with a boy who is now sixteen and gremlin-coded. Obviously Noah is still five and is totally fine—]
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He'll just stuff a cheesecake bite into his mouth so he doesn't have to speak for a moment.]
Mmhh...yes, I can imagine. [He knows better than you'd think, Harque.] But let's be thankful he is back home, and not here in this place. From what I have been able to gather so far, it isn't entirely as it seems.
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[Harque you weren't allowed outside,]
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Yes. The Forest...just seeing it from afar, I can sense that there is nothing good to come from it. And even if we wanted to leave, it wouldn't be through there.
[No, not when the woods wants to kill them!!]
Not that I'm trying to alarm you, of course.
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I do think if I left this place, that I may just go back to "nothingness", and the thought doesn't make me comfortable.
[Thanks Harque! Thank you so much for sharing that!]
I will stay put.
[Beams like he didn't just say something awful.]
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[He turns one of the cheesecake bites over between his fingers before popping it into his mouth. It's almost cloyingly sweet, for someone who hasn't tasted food for centuries.]
Does it help, knowing that I plan on staying here with you? I am not going anywhere any time soon, the gods willing.
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It does help. You're very kind to say so... thank you. I do like the thought of having company and not being alone again.
[one day you will know about his parents and you will probably get murderous.]
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[He considers himself lucky. He was only alone for as long as he was unconscious. Noah was there from the very moment his eye opened.
Also look he can't help it he's hot and charming--]
Especially someone like you, who seems so very kind and sweet.