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EVENT & TDM 020

WAKES AND AWAKENINGS
Are you one to find yourself plagued with nightmares? Do you dream at all? Well, worry not, because tonight you find yourself in a somewhat alarming peace. You’re asleep. You’re aware of this. Yet, you feel incredibly lucid, all the same.

You hear the sound of water, like you’re under the ocean waves. You don’t see anything, but it’s almost as if you can feel others around you, despite not touching anything at all. They’re your… family? No. Friends? No. You don’t seem to be able to find a word to describe them. They’re important to you! …You think. Who are they, again?

You think they’re trying to speak to you, but all you can hear is the sound of gentle currents and air bubbles. Or maybe this is what they’re saying to you? You don’t know. Dreams are weird, aren’t they? But then they sing. It’s the prettiest sound you’ve heard. It’s the most haunting sound you’ve heard. It encourages you to move, at last. You didn’t realize you could. There’s a light that filters through the surface of the water…

…and you wake up. You feel strangely refreshed, like that’s the best sleep you’ve gotten in ages! You also feel… distantly sad, like you’ve just remembered something horrible that happened a long time ago.

It’s probably nothing.

For the rest of the month, you find sleep comes easy, and dreams are soothing. How uncharacteristically nice! Maybe don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.
A BITTER ARRIVAL
You wake up to bitter cold. It's dark, the winds howling and whipping through the air, snow battering anything not sturdy enough to stand tall against it... and even the trees seem like one more push could knock them over. This isn't a forest you know, yet it seems like home. If you're not prepared for the cold, the warm lights of a small town will guide you, call to you, and your heart yearns for warmth. As you stumble through the heavy snow and harsh winds, something heavy hangs from your neck and the winds begin to form words with your own voice- SACRIFICE... END THIS WINTER WITH SACRIFICE.

As more voices join the wretched wails, your eyes feel heavier. You're almost to the town, though. Is it one of the houses that you wind up knocking on? Or do you manage to get to the inn, big and tall and radiating more warmth than anything you've ever felt? Regardless, you are no longer alone, but the cold still aches and clings, and something with your voice still calls it's omens outside. Only when you melt the heavy snowflake-shaped amulet hanging around your neck in the fires does the cold abate and the foreign copy of your voice fall silent.
A COLD RECEPTION
In the forest of the lost, the worst winter you've ever seen has finally set in full. The lake and river are both frozen over completely, and even the most hardy of beasts have hidden away from the cruel blizzard. The sky is dark, the winds are sharp and the freezing temperatures permeate most buildings, creeping in like a thief ready to steal the breath from your lungs if you aren't careful. Even fires seem to bend to this cold, save for the ever-burning, ever-blinding light of the fireplace in the inn- though she's long since gone, it seems one woman's faith still protects those in the Grove. Shadows haunt the clearing and amongst the winds and even the deafest ears can hear the voices howling alongside the storm, always demanding the same thing: a sacrifice.

When shadows flicker across the window, that is when you know you aren't alone. Ghastly wraiths of frost and ragged sleet fly through the air, and it's hard to tell if they are commanding the winter winds or if they are working in tandem. Regardless, the cold seems to be enhanced by their presence and if they catch you alone outside, they curse you with a frost so deep it pierces the heart and spreads. To some, it may be familiar, like turning to ice from within. To others it may be entirely new. But it spreads slowly and with agony while the wraiths make their demand once more and then vanish. Thankfully, a bit of kindness can melt the ice, but the winter wraiths are always willing to inflict the curse again...

... But you are not powerless. So long as you don't go alone, so long as you have a weapon, you can fend these things off, for a time. But they will be back.

They must have their sacrifice, after all.
BEACONS
Not everyone can fight though. Not everyone should. The only peace that can be found is in the sleep that follows that odd dream... but eventually the large shadow woman known as the Trader, Ydalir, makes her way through the snow to find you. With a warm furry blanket and a cup of tea, she gives you a small kit.

"Build these lanterns and hang them in the window. Be a light in the dark, loves." Is what she says.

The lanterns consist of wood, paper and a little cup for a candle. They can be in any shape and color, and when you hang them in the window the candle sparks into light. As frost clings on the other side of the window and the snow shrouds the outside world and veils what lies beyond, you can see other lights. Other lanterns, shining brightly. It may not be much, but it is still a sign. A reminder. You are not alone in this blizzard.
Spark Notes
summary
wakes and awakenings will bring you into a strange dream of being with many being, important ones, and a haunting song. Despite the melancholy feeling, it also brings a month of restful sleep no matter what.

a bitter arrival is how our new arrivals find themselves: lost in the woods in the middle of a terrible blizzard with only the faint lights of the Grove to guide you to safety. While you wear the snowflake amulet, the winter wraiths can use a mimicry of your voice to make their demands and curse you with a lingering freeze- only melting the amulets in a fire will set you free and silence the copy of your voice in the cacophony.

a cold reception shows just how bad the winter's gotten, with impenetrable ice freezing both the lake and the river solid. the wraiths curse whoever they see with turning to ice from within, but a genuine act of kindness or love will save their victims. the wraiths can be fought, but only with a companion or two, and definitely not with your bare hands. ... they will return though, again and again.

beacons grants perhaps a bit of hope in this dark winter- ydalir brings people supplies as best she can since the cold doesn't affect her shadowy body and there is nothing for the wraith to freeze, and she also brings a gift- a lantern to craft and hang in the window to show the others in town that you're all still here, cutting through the darkness.
out of character
Welcome to the first TDM of 2025! Regular AC resumes this month and as you can see, we're changing things up a little. TDMers are welcome and encouraged to reach out on our plotting post linked below. We're so excited to start the new year with everyone, and may the horrors stay in writing... because they are resuming now.
updates
❖ AFFOGATO COOKIE has used a magical artifact as a sacrifice. This has resulted in the blizzard lessening but still being present and the wraiths being banished from the grove, but still haunting the forest. There are further effects but they will come in to play during a player plot. ... Get your sacrifices in still though.
❖ MAYOI'S prayer to Ourania the day of the fight with Suri invoked a blessing: an aurora shines through the sky, and anyone in it's lights will be gradually healed and soothed.
submissions
Questions
January Plotting (Open to TDMers)
Sacrifices (Plot relevant, open to all)
Past Life Plotting (Closed to Game Members)
Investigations
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[personal profile] sailingfor 2025-01-11 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Best day of your life: Getting transported to the Torture Dimension for eternity, but you got to kiss your crush of several years while he lays on you without a shirt. They'll be making up "would you rather" scenarios based on this for years to come.

But now they both know that they're into each other (one of them made it far less obvious than the other, but that's just how he is), and now it's over for both of them. Thorns is lying over Elysium with a hand tangling in his feathers, noting how very fluffed out they are and making the connection that he's been Fluffy for a While now. Since he's no longer balanced off to one precarious side, it means his full weight is balanced on Elysium, their legs locked together a bit awkwardly now.

Thorns is still a bit of an awkward kisser. The lip movements, he figures out after a second or... sixty of them, shut up — but there's no practice to it. No finesse. At least this time it's less wet?]
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[personal profile] reydelostests 2025-01-11 07:01 am (UTC)(link)
[It's awkward, but that's okay. Elysium isn't at all going to complain about a little sloppy kissing when they're kissing at all. In fact, he's happy to let Thorns explore and get a feel for it, though he will do his best to guide him where he can. Tilt his head a little there, press their lips together just so...

He doesn't want to push him too far too quickly, but it's already such a wet kiss that Elysium doesn't feel too bad about the way his tongue briefly flickers out for a taste of Thorns' lips. He groans softly under his breath the moment he does it, because it's truly like he can't get enough of this man. He's had his first taste, metaphorical and literal, and now he just wants everything all at once.

And his hands...they wander, starting to move down his back, feeling up the muscles in his shoulders and back and aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-]
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[personal profile] sailingfor 2025-01-11 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
[this thread hit 100 comments and legally these two need to exit my comm for gay reasons]
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[personal profile] sesa 2025-01-11 08:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Haha, oh dear. Sesa may be stupid, but he isn't stupid. Just by the way Thorns talks, he can tell he needs to be careful navigating this conversation...]

I understand. We've had this conversation here before, as a matter of fact. I assume you're aware of the Inquisition fire in the Inn?

[It's not an accusation, just a question of fact.]

Miss Irene was here, at one point. The seaborn population didn't become a thing until after she left us, but...they've been here for some months now.
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[personal profile] charmpagne 2025-01-11 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[OH Peepaw...Sparkling softens the moment he steps over and kisses his forehead- he is FRIGID by the way, like his skin is as hard as it is cold, being undead does that to you- but it's as Pure Vanilla surmised. Sparkling can't really feel it so much...but it does make him stiff and a little sore, as the way he sort of winces as he moves to sit indicates.]

Ah, no...I'm perfectly fine now that I'm in here. You have it nice and warm!

[And yet, somehow, little puffs of steam leave Sparkling's lips when he exhales regardless.]
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[personal profile] charmpagne 2025-01-11 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sparkling is readjusting his supplies while Clive sips the drink, his expression softening as he sets a few more out in easy reach for people who might need them.]

You could call them potions, if you want. But not quite exactly. I can assure you they taste much better than any medicine you've ever had.

[They're faintly fruity, like a juice almost, but it doesn't taste that same sort of acrid way most medication does. It's simply Good.]

But no...I'm afraid I'm not strong enough of a healer for that. They can mitigate symptoms, depending on the kind of illness you're talking about, but they're not a cure-all.
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[personal profile] aneikonic 2025-01-11 09:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The fact they heal and taste good on top of it will surely delight Joshua. Not a cure all - what is - but it's something to look in to.

So he will. ]


Coughing, fatigue, weakness if it gets worse enough. Blood, if the coughing is strong enough. I don't know if it's in the lungs or throat irritation. We have never found a cure. We truly never discovered a reason, either. Mitigation is all we can do.

[ To be fair, the world they live in isn't exactly advanced enough, he supposes. Nothing like the Fallen. If it wasn't for the Phoenix, he's sure his brother would never have made it, as oft is the case with weaker children. ]
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[personal profile] purevanillacookie 2025-01-12 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
[ HM, Peepaw doesn't like that one bit. He gestures - most pointedly - to Sparklings gifts of hot chocolate in a very much "You WILL drink one yourself, young man" manner. Then fetches the rice bags to pack them around Sparkling, fit them behind his back against the sofa and his wings, and along his sides, etc. ]

Hm, you will be perfectly fine in a moment.

[ A little tease to show he's not upset. Overly much. Only when Sparkling is well and thoroughly ensconced in the couch does Pure Vanilla sit beside him and take the tray from him to set it down. Then take a hand to rub it briskly to help warm it, tail wiggling. ]
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[personal profile] lupusxylem 2025-01-12 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Pshh. I don't if you'll let me smoke one.

[Wolfwood smokes in here all the time. He smokes pretty much everywhere all the time. Thaaaat's an addiction for you!]

Could use it right now.
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[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-13 05:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Ooh~ cuddling!

[Yes babe, cuddling. You're very proficient at that, it's all you know. Anyway, Ain is curling up against Wolfwood, head tucked under his chin... a bit awkward now because of his horns, so he has to position a certain way unless he wants to clonk Wolfwood in the jaw.

Okay, good. Now his wings are squashed back against Wolfwood and the couch. It's kind of like scrunching up like 70 glowsticks into one little cube, but Ain isn't bothered by it. The wings are very flexible.]


Am I warm enough? [...sneezes.] Do you have blankets?
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[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-13 05:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ain's tail is wagging-wagging now. Aww!! How cute!! Are you guys going to get married— also he knows what an Aegir is he talks to Mizuki!!!]

Ooh! You should tell him that~. I'll help you look for him so you can.

[Ain doesn't say the obvious "sometimes people don't show up with you" because... well, that would bring the mood down, and he has a feeling Elysium already knows that. He hopes that everyone else can find their people that they miss in some capacity.

Anyway, half of what Ain gets from that description is "very hot fish" so he will keep his eyes peeled for a very hot fish. Unfortunately to Ain, everyone is hot, so.]


How long have you had feelings for him? [haha lol]
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[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-13 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Just wait until you hear how he talks about Wolfwood—]

...yeah. You'll have to tell me about yourself. My Mr. Guardian has much longer hair, but your voices, cadence, and the Water El from your Guardian Stone are all the same. Yours seems a bit stronger... haha, but that's arbitrary.

[CC is buffer to make up for it, clearly.]
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[personal profile] forwander 2025-01-13 08:10 pm (UTC)(link)
You would take this excuse even if we were sweating due to the heat death of the universe. [lmfao] Not that I'm complaining, mind.

[Right now, they are warm and cuddly and very very wet. It's going to suck when they have to go back outside...]

In a while, allow me to wash your back for you. We may as well find some manner of productivity while we're here.

[No, you're just literally unable to relax every damn day.]
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[personal profile] succiduous 2025-01-13 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[Clive will receive a nice, hot mug of black tea. Highly caffeinated, in fact, because Gnosis and sleep are not friends. Probably because he drinks shit like this all the time. Anyyyyway...]

No, never simple. ...don't take this the wrong way, and I'm hardly accusing you of anything, but may I inquire as to why you look baffled when you look at me? I don't have something on my face, do I?

[Well. Technically not on your face...]
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[personal profile] aneikonic 2025-01-13 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh this tea has a punch. Good. Reminds him of home, and it's welcome. The question makes him pause. ]

No.

[ A beat. ]

I'm simply not used to humans with features of the dragons. Not even the Dragoons are so blessed.
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[personal profile] thebladebringstheflame 2025-01-13 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
It's your church, dude, you make the rules. I don't care if you smoke.

[He'll even light it for Wolfwood with a flame at the tip of his finger, after he fishes his own out and lights it of course. See? Helping.

...and being briefly shocked that he managed that flickering little candlelight, but doing that much makes the flame on his sword go out, so there's the tradeoff. How annoying, he'll just awkwardly re-light that afterwards.]
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[personal profile] thebladebringstheflame 2025-01-13 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, pretty much. But if you didn't go to that place called "The Garden", then I dunno. All I know is we can't actually escape — but it must've been nice to get a taste.

[Or maybe it sucked, he doesn't know Danny's home life.]

I'm told you get used to the constant cycle of life and death. That shit pisses me off more than anything, though. Reincarnation, or reviving after your heart stops... fuck, just let me fucking die. When the lights go out, they're out.
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[personal profile] forwander 2025-01-14 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[New handwriting... never a good sign. RIP this guy.]

I do not know what this is, but it is not "Earth". We call it Aldric's Grove. It seems to be wholly removed from time and space.

I believe we do have some Earth-dwellers here, however.
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[personal profile] mooninthewater 2025-01-15 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[ Mizuki is… well, not all THAT surprised that someone else from Terra is here and is trying to get to the Seaborn, but he isn’t all that concerned. Sinann promised their protection so he imagines they’ll splash water in Thorns’ face or something if he does get through the ice, surely. He finds his way over to the banks of the river and just watches his fruitless attempts a couple of times before he speaks.

Obviously, the most important question is: ]
What are you wearing?

[ Hope Thorns is fine with Mizuki voice in his brain!!! ]
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[personal profile] sailingfor 2025-01-15 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
¡Hostia puta!

[Enjoy watching Thorns go from focused and chipping away to jumping out of his skin in .5 seconds flat.]
Edited 2025-01-15 01:46 (UTC)
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[personal profile] sailingfor 2025-01-15 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Thorns is not fine with this, but anyway... that's one way to get him to stop thinking murderous anti-Seaborn thoughts.

...

Can Mizuki hear him if he thinks back at him...]


How are you in my head?
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[personal profile] mooninthewater 2025-01-15 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
Oh! Sorry! Did I scare you? Still getting used to this. Should I use my phone instead??

[ It does not, in fact, go both ways. Mizuki is none the wiser he’s trying to think back at him. ]
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[personal profile] sailingfor 2025-01-15 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[HhHhHhhh what fucking freak-ass powers did you GET since he left Rhodes to go sailing?!

Thorns is going to spin in place and look for Mizuki through the storm. And take a big sip of his coffee. Where the fuck are you.]
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[personal profile] mooninthewater 2025-01-15 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Waddles over to Thorns and holds his hand like a very good boy. Come on, grandpa, let's get you inside. ]
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[personal profile] sailingfor 2025-01-15 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[He's just going to quickly swap his coffee to his metal hand (and realise his fingers are frozen) (cool) before Mizuki goes and gives himself frostburn. He knows better than to Stop his touchiness at this point. They've been on enough missions together.

Although, he does stop to look back at the river, briefly wincing as he feels further Seaborn trying to reach into his head. Staaaaahhhhp.]


How did you reach into my head a moment ago?

[Thorns, answer Mizuki's question first??]

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