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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
lupusxylem: (54)

[personal profile] lupusxylem 2025-01-23 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
Heh. I try, anyway. We're still workin' on gettin' her to stop stealin' shit outta the trash.

[Angelina...loves paper. She loves to Rip and Tear. There is scarcely a moment when there isn't shit shredded all over the floors.

She's very happy to be praised, and will lick Ain's face. She IS a good girl, thank you.]


But she will bring you stuff. Sometimes. If she don't want to give her toy back she might decide not to.
dysappear: (2)

[personal profile] dysappear 2025-01-23 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Oof. How do you tell someone the "successfully" part is still up in the air, especially after he'd been about to sabotage it?]

Yes, I'm at the inn.
lupusxylem: (coffeeborne @ tumblr)

[personal profile] lupusxylem 2025-01-23 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Trust me, that's all that ever fuckin' happens.

[And shit like lighters are hard to come by, back home. Everything is expensive, and once it runs out, you're clamoring for more. Wolfwood really shouldn't even be spending what he has on lighters and cigarettes but he isn't sure he'd survive without them.]

The brand back home tends t'stay lit for longer, but that also means the trade-off is they taste like absolute shit.
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[personal profile] the_halfa_it 2025-01-23 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Danny slips his phone out of his pocket, scrunching his nose up at the clock that is, indeed, "glitching the fuck out." He's seen that before, actually - it does the same thing in Clockwork's lair. (Is that why Clockwork hasn't shown up to bring him back to the right timeline yet? Or is this the best timeline? Danny's not sure he likes either option, really!)]

Yeesh. You're not kidding.

[He pokes around on his phone for a minute, seeing what still works. No signal at all, even though Tucker had managed to get all their phones working in the Ghost Zone, too. Well, that tracks.]

Is like everything about this place messed up??
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[personal profile] principiamathematica 2025-01-23 04:56 pm (UTC)(link)
It's wonderful to meet you, Dys.

[ Despite said large claws, Temeraire has managed to separate the different lantern pieces into different piles, so it should be easy for Dys to sort through once he gets his gauntlets off.

But almost instantly he loses interest in the lantern, far more curious about what Dys just said.
]

You don't have any dragons?

[ Even if Dys has issues reading Temeraire's expression, his tone is one of plain surprise. ]

I didn't think I had managed to come to such an isolated place.

[ He hasn't quite put together that he's in an entirely different world yet. For some reason, no one has been in a rush to explain. ]
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[personal profile] shineprism 2025-01-23 10:09 pm (UTC)(link)
... You're going to get mad at me again.

( he can already hear the 'what do you MEAN you left the party'- )

... You seem... more at peace than the Ain I know. It's- nice, but also, it makes me wish I could grant him the same...
beckonsbliss: (23)

[personal profile] beckonsbliss 2025-01-24 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
( does she have what-

tingyun blinks, before tapping her finger to her chin in thought. )


I'm sorry, that isn't a blend I'm familiar with... we may be able to order some from the Trader, but until then, can you tell me what it's like? I can find something similar, I'm sure.
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[personal profile] beckonsbliss 2025-01-24 12:40 am (UTC)(link)
( she returns the bow, at least. but... it's hard not to beat herself up. she shouldn't have assumed, and even if there's no sign of recognition, there's no telling how much is his poker face or not. )

That's a relief- I'm sure they'd try, but I'm not sure I'm too fond of having to go through trial and error. Though, my medical history is a bit... complex.

Still, it's nice to see someone from home.
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[personal profile] dysappear 2025-01-24 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not terribly surprised by that. Dys shrugs.]

...Mildly hallucinogenic?

[Hm. Sounds worse when he says it out loud.]
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[personal profile] beckonsbliss 2025-01-25 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
... Hm. That may be harder to procure safely than I thought. ... Though, if I may... what would cause you to seek out something like that?
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[personal profile] dysappear 2025-01-25 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Another shrug.]

Habit? It's pretty normal where I come from. It only really messes with your head if you have too much, otherwise it's just good for staying awake and all that.
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[personal profile] beckonsbliss 2025-01-26 12:00 am (UTC)(link)
If you're looking to stay awake, I believe the 'breakfast tea' will help with that? Otherwise, I'm afraid nothing in the kitchen would provide the unique experience that your blep tea offers, I'm sorry.
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[personal profile] mooninthewater 2025-01-27 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ To the therapy building, then! Because Mizuki doesn't want to go into the Inn if he doesn't have to- ]

...I dunno how to say this nicely, but your friend has poor taste in fashion. Dressing up as a pirate as an Iberian is sure asking for trouble...
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Shiki Misaki | NEO: The World Ends With You | Testing

[personal profile] nyantan 2025-01-27 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
Arrival;

[Shiki hadn't the foggiest what was going on, how she got here, where she was, anything, but if there was one thing she did know, it was that she had to survive. She hadn't gone through all the things she'd gone through, endured all she'd endured, just to perish now in this strange land! Stubbornly did her feet continue to trudge through the snow, following the softly glimmering lights and the tug of her heart towards a place she knew yet didn't know, nostalgia choking her-- or maybe that was just the necklace hanging heavy around her neck.

Her instincts beeline her to the inn, throwing the doors open as her nearly frost bitten limbs threatened mutiny against moving any further in the freezing snow. She only manages to make it as far as the fire in the lobby before she collapses in a heap, shivering pathetically as the amulet began to sloooowly drip drop and melt away from the emanating heat.]


C-c-cold... ssssoo c-cold....

Beacons;

[It had been a long time since Shiki had to fight anything, three whole years in fact, and she didn't have access to her psychs now to try and do so even if she wanted to. So, it's relieving that at least there's something she can do, with these lantern kits the strange woman had given her and some others, and being the crafty person she is, she's very much up for the task. Vigilantly does she go about hanging them in windows, though any lantern done by her has a little cat face drawn on it, for the fun of it.]

I wonder if I can alter the fur that woman gave me to make myself a warmer jacket...

[She's mumbling to herself as she sets another lantern in a window. Sometimes, the good listener in life you need is yourself.]

I have my travel sewing kit, but I dunno if that'd be enough for such a thick fabric... might break the needle.

[mumble mumble]

I didn't make this 'fit for this kinda weather...
Edited 2025-01-27 04:04 (UTC)
leggierissimo: (My socks are better than everyone else's)

arrival

[personal profile] leggierissimo 2025-01-27 04:13 am (UTC)(link)
[ Well! It isn't every day that a familiar face stumbles into the inn. Particularly not one that Joshua ever expected to see here. From his invisible perch in the inn foyer - he's been watching all the new arrivals for fun and profit, mostly fun - he narrows his eyes. After it had only been him and Beat for the majority of a year, he'd thought the stream from Shibuya had ended. Apparently, he'd thought wrong.

There are plenty here that he's sure would help her, of course, but... Well. She's his responsibility. Anyone that comes here from Shibuya is. And she looks halfway to frozen, to boot. It certainly wasn't winter when he came here, and it looks to be no different for Shiki, considering what she's wearing.

Distracted by the cold as she is, she may not notice Joshua's admittedly silent approach, but surely she will notice the blanket being draped over her back. ]


Outside by yourself on a night like this? I didn't think you were the type, Shiki Misaki.
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[personal profile] nyantan 2025-01-27 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
[It takes a second to register that she's being spoken to through the loud chattering of her teeth, let alone that it was a familiar voice she was hearing. She didn't exactly have extensive amounts of experience interacting with Joshua compared to say, Neku or Beat, but enough to fondly call him "Josh", so that counts for something. Shiki immediately curls the blanket around her with a sigh of relief, before slowly forcing her protesting limbs to lift her into an upright sitting position to look up at her Partner's Partner.

First things first:]


Thank you.

[The blanket is much appreciated, and it earns him a smile.]

I don't know how I even got here, I was just... I was in Shibuya, and then suddenly, I was in the woods in the snow...

[Her brow scrunches, lips then pursing into a frown as the wheels start to turn in her frozen over brain. If Joshua was here, that didn't mean this was Game related, was it...?]
leggierissimo: (He's the conductor of the struggle bus.)

[personal profile] leggierissimo 2025-01-27 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ah, look how far that blanket is already going. Good, good. She won't freeze to death. Not that she would, of course, being inside the inn with a nice, roaring fire, but that amulet around her neck may still pose a problem. Hmm.

The 'thank you' goes unanswered, for now. He just lifts his hand, waving his fingers in a dismissive gesture. ]


That sounds about right. Unfortunate for you, considering the weather back at home. Doesn't look like you were prepared for it.

[ Those shoes are not snow shoes, that's for sure. ]

Before you do anything else, you may want to toss that amulet into the fire, by the way. It's not doing you any favors.
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[personal profile] nyantan 2025-01-27 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
I chose the fabric for this outfit when I put it together to be light and airy despite the layers, in fact.

[So not for the snow. But then she looks down at her neck, blinking.]

When did that even get there?

[She's gonna do as he says though, and as it fizzles into steam in the fire with a pitiful pop and wheeze, the effects on her half frozen limbs are almost like night and day. Her face starts to return to a proper tone instead of being overly flushed from the cold, the blue tinges of her finger tips fading back into pink as she clutches the blanket tight around her.]

Sheesh!
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[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-27 05:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Ezell said he bites. [Sighs.] Would it make you happy to know that "my" Elsword is perfectly normal? No Illuminous Phenomenon?

[You're in the wrong fucking timeline.]

I don't know what else to share. Ms. Fox trips over her own feet often, Mr. Shadow is very shy and doesn't understand when we're teasing him sometimes, Ms. Magician is loud as ever, Mr. Half-Demon makes cookies for all of us... um, who else? [He doesn't know Lithia yet because I have not finished reading Serpentium rip.] Ms. Queen still gets on Mr. Ancient for being stupid, haha. Oh, Mr. Half-Nasod is reckless and got pretty badly hurt in a fight with a demon of the Torta Clan, but they're friends now~ kind of~.
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[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-27 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Aww, you gotta get a higher trash can, I think.

[Ain you do not know how dogs actually work.]

Where's your favourite toy, Angelina?? Go get it!

[Tail wag thumping under the blankets... Wolfwood is going to feel his own going with since they're tangled together right now.]
eidxiety: (bw. 118 @MochEEdayo)

"surely we'll see them in a moment" 1 week later i remembered to tag

[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-27 06:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[Good news, Ain will come into view soon. He has to hold his heavy dragon tail up high and over his head because it is otherwise Too Long and will touch the snow, which is cold and wet and yucky, so that might look like a strange giraffe-like blur before he actually comes into view. The tail is Up. The top half of it is resting on top of his head, very purposefully.

Snow cold, you see.]


Hi! Follow me!

[Please god follow him it is too cold to be out here in the blizzard, he doesn't even introduce himself, that can wait until they're actually indoors.]
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[personal profile] sesa 2025-01-28 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Sesa is coming closer every day to doing murder for you Elliot, I'm JUST saying.]

I understand. Why don't we compromise, then? We'll spend a bit more time relaxing, and then we'll bathe. I'll let you do anything you want to my hair.
eidxiety: (bw. 031)

Beacons

[personal profile] eidxiety 2025-01-28 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
[Ooh, sewing kit? Ain whips around and without even introducing himself, chirps:]

Haha, do you want to borrow some of mine? I can also sew it for you, if you want.
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[personal profile] sesa 2025-01-28 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[Sesa is silent as Thorns says his piece, because he is right. He isn't about to say that he isn't.

But still...

He follows slowly, his boots dragging through the snow.]


They glow because they keep small Seaborn in them. The Seaborn injure themselves, throwing their bodies at the walls in an attempt to escape. Their natural bio-luminescence from their injuries causes the glow.

Every Seaborn in that river came from one of those lamps.
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[personal profile] nyantan 2025-01-28 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[You have activated the Hyperfixation(tm)

She barely has time to be embarrassed that her inner monologue hadn't exactly been so inner, because her eyes are lighting up as she looks at Ain with keen interest.]


Oh! You sew, too? I'd really appreciate borrowing some of your supplies, but I don't wanna impose!

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