♥ September (Ohnir) Event Log

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September (Ohnir) Event Log
The month of Ohnir brings with it a slow but steady relief from the heat, as summer gives way to autumn and the city begins to change with it. Plants are slowly deflowering, leaves are starting to fade and fall, and while the season is not yet in full swing, all the signs are there if you know where to look. The city is abuzz with new energy as the residents realize that for the first time in centuries, they have some actual nature clean-up ahead of them: raking leaves, pruning branches, protecting young wildlife and fresh plants from the incoming chills of winter. Such work used to be relegated to those who cared for the botanical gardens and zoos, but now everyone who's been enjoying this year's garden harvest has to learn how to future-proof their treasured flowers. Offworlders are encouraged to do the same, lest all of the growth be lost over the winter.

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❥ PROMPT I: A Clean Getaway

With all of the work to be done, it's no surprise that some are looking for new ways to refresh themselves and relax, and what better time would there be to open up the Public Baths! All the volunteer work cleaning the place has paid off, and the facilities are officially open and available for use. It is technically free to use, as a public facility, but those visiting are encouraged to tithe a small donation once in a while to pay for upkeep and freshen up the place, provide new soaps, etc. No judgment if you can't! It'll just make everything that much nicer in the long run.

The baths are separated into a few sections: oil baths for the native residents, and water baths for the offworlders. For obvious reasons, offworlders are encouraged not to enter the robot-residential sections! Though they are not strictly forbidden... it would be quite messy and bad for your health.

The offworlder half has additional separated sections that may interest characters when they visit:

1) Hot Springs Style - Clothed or Unclothed: there are 3 available rooms for each, one for separate presented genders, and a shared bath for those comfortable with the concept or don't wish to use either male or female. Each room has one larger pool and a few smaller sets, so you can sit by yourself or with others as you please.

2) Pool: a shared public pool! The water is nice and cool, which should be a comfort to those still struggling with the lingering summer heat. There is some water game equipment available for open use if people want to play and get their sports on.

3) Sauna: similar to the springs, once again, there are 3 rooms for gender splits so everyone can enjoy the place at their own comfort level.

It all seems very nice and relaxing for everyone, but this wouldn't be a proper event without some shenanigans now, would it? There are a few effects that may occur within the baths, and these effects are somewhat random. Some characters may experience them to a powerful degree, while others feel nothing at all. Players can decide for themselves who and where these will affect, so feel free to mix, match, and go wild. The effects are:

• The spring water is so relaxing that you feel free and more willing to talk about yourself, or share your feelings more openly.


• The swimming pool is cool and energizing, making you want to horse around and play with others nearby. You may also feel inclined to drape yourself onto others, like a cool, comfy pillow.


• The sauna has you dishing up spicy hot takes, releasing negative emotions or complaints, and makes you a little more inclined to gossip.

All effects can either be nullified or emphasized according to player discretion by physical contact. For some characters, holding hands or something will stop the effects, but for others it'll intensify them - it should keep characters guessing!

❥ PROMPT II: REM Stands for Realistic Emotional Memory in These Parts

Characters who were around last year might remember a bout of strange and sporadic dreams that plagued the town around this season, along with the sensation that they were being followed. This year, dreams once more enter uninvited to one's mind, but this time, it occurs as a random daydream while they are awake, and it is very different from person to person- instead encouraging you to do the following. All visions start out hazy, like a grainy old movie where details and figures are difficult to make out, but there is something both familiar and alien about it. It feels like a memory… but it is not your memory. Over time, the visual begins to clear the more often the dream repeats, until slowly the images grow more distinct, offering clearer faces, the addition of voices, discernable quotes or expressions. The memory will provide hints as to who it might belong to, though the subtlety of those hints will likely vary. Before too long, if you have not found a way to rid yourself of the dream, you will experience an entire memory of another person in town as if you were witnessing it from their perspective!

Now, how does one rid themselves of these strange visions? You could wait it out, if you're patient enough and not inclined to seek the answer, but those who've been here long enough can wager a guess: you must find the source of that memory and "send" it back to them through physical interaction of some kind. Some memories may take longer to transfer than others, and it may depend on the person, the memory itself, how clear the memory has become in the time you carried it… no two experiences are likely to be the same.

There are a few specifics about these memories that are worth noting:

• the memory should be of a single event, not a series of events that span a long period of time. For example, you could witness the stretch of someone's day at a wedding or long party (sped up to skip insignificant moments so it doesn't play in real time), but not a memory of an entire war that goes for months. How long the memory goes for is up to the player that the memory belongs to, as long as it falls within these guidelines.


• you are not limited to a single memory from a single person. Once you have solved one vision, after a certain amount of time, you may find yourself plagued with another.


• you will not necessarily end up having the same memory partner! You won't always have the memory of the person who has your memory. Characters are encouraged to pair up and try to piece together clues that might lead you to your intended partner. Help each other out and guide one another in the right direction if you can.


• those whose memory has been borrowed may find it difficult to recall it; it can seem fuzzy and indistinct, missing entirely or simply missing choice details. Through physical contact, that memory will fully return to them and both participants can experience it together.


• you can find your partner accidentally! If you're still searching for clues and happen to touch your partner through other circumstances - such as shake their hand at first meeting, or hug a friend - you may find both of you are suddenly experiencing a memory together as it is transferred! Aren't you lucky, to have found your partner so easily?

!!! IMPORTANT !!! The contents of the memory shared is up to you, but please be mindful of harmful subjects and tag/mark your comments and toplevels accordingly! Triggering memories should be noted with content warnings. Be kind to your fellow players! If someone asks you to tag something and you have not done so, please correct it as soon as possible. Untagged comments that aren't adjusted and are reported to us may be subject to mod screening until the issue is resolved.

❥ PROMPT III: I Shall Fight With My Bear Hands

Closer to the tail end of the month, one of the research facilities distributes a "Help Wanted" advertisement through the network, requesting the aid of offworlders. The advertisement reads:

"Calling all offworlders! Havenwell Research and Development is seeking volunteers for both physical prowess and supernatural ability testing. All are welcome! Even if you have no combat skills and feel only a desire to learn, we have a job for you. Those who already possess some form of self-defense or combative powers will be partnered and asked to "spar" in a partially digitized facility, or proceed with a simulation that will gauge destructive capabilities. And for those who possess neither, don't worry! Our program is specially designed to help you discover just where your talents lie.

No harm should come to any volunteers, as this is strictly simulation-based, similar to the virtual reality technology already widely used throughout the city. However, in case of any accidents, medical staff is on site to treat injuries as needed. Additionally, there is no need for you to wear any of the VR headgear typically required in our cafes, so if these devices cause you discomfort, this may be a simulation that better meets your needs.

Please contact us ASAP if you are willing and able to help. A monetary commission will be awarded upon completion of each session."

Any volunteers or inquiries will be provided with more information, and invited to one of the research towers located in town. They are guided to a floor that is abuzz with activity, partnered with whoever happens to be scheduled at the same time or a partner they themselves opted to bring with them, and taken to a room akin to Star Trek's holodeck. There, they can input "powers" or "no powers", and a simulation will be created for them based on their selected guidelines.

With Powers:
The console invites characters to select one of two options- their own abilities, or temporarily gain access to the elemental powers offered via AC Rewards (point levels 50, 100, and 200). They are able to choose a particular power level for the duration of the simulation, which can either dampen their natural abilities to a more fair level for the test you're undertaking, or remain normal. While in the simulation room, rather than actually using any real abilities, the room will materialize whatever ability you choose without causing true damage to either the room or your opponent. Science, or magic? It's probably both. Feel free to go wild and have fun, maybe try some powers you've never experienced before or vent your frustrations on being stuck here!

Without Powers:
The console invites characters to select a type of weapon and skill level, and said weapon will materialize in a basic form; while held inside the room it moves and feels real, but it cannot be removed from the facility. Those who are skilled in utilizing said weapon are free to wield it as if it were the genuine article in their chosen simulation. Those without much or any skill will be walked through a tutorial on basic techniques from a variety of styles, old or new, most unfamiliar but well suited to the body type of the person using the program. It's quite intuitive, though it is by no means perfect, so characters might end up being guided through a stranger workout than intended.

For versus mode, each participant has an HP bar displayed above their heads, and everyone has the same HP unless both players select an unbalanced mode, and the goal is to force your opponent to hit zero HP. Characters can also choose how realistic the simulated violence is and how the process feels: in low realism, it's similar to laser tag, where characters flash a colour when hit and take damage without feeling anything more than some uncomfortable vibration. In high realism, pain is genuine to a certain degree depending on how high a level they choose, though it is artificial and will fade as soon as the program ends. Hitting zero HP will not result in a knock-out, but characters will feel dizzy and be forced to sit down, unable to rise again until they surrender. All effects wear off as soon as the simulation ends.

For demonstration mode, participants are given a selection of virtual targets to practice on using whatever method of combat they've chosen. It could be moving targets, such as creatures that have invaded the barrier previously (via the Wild Wild prompt), or simulations of the more dangerous beasts in the museum/zoo areas of town. It could be simple targets built to take a beating without providing much challenge in return. It could be a collection of buildings that characters can break or explode as they please. This mode is designed to gauge just how strong a person's destructive potential is, either with their own powers or with powers granted to those who have been blessed by their patron god.

Characters are welcome to volunteer as many times as there are available partners and/or slots! So feel free to try a few times using different options.

❥ PROMPT IV: A Bonus Trip Down Memory Lane

Last year, some offworlders might remember the tradition of sharing stories in the temple of Ohma, to offer small tributes to the god on their first month of devotion. It is that time of the year again, and everyone is welcome to return and share more stories, or perhaps retell an old favourite to a new audience. Here is the event as described previously:

Ohma's temple is particularly lively during Ohnir and the priests are busy cleaning and sweeping, decorating it with rolls of parchment and digital inkwells and quills that write as if they were actually fountain pens. The natives, especially adherents of Ohma, start to make pilgrimages to the temple in little processions, some playing music, others flying banners.

Anyone who chooses to follow can observe the natives going up to the altar and sharing stories with one another. They talk about things they did over the past year or things that are far, far in their past. Some of the stories are happy and result in the procession laughing and some are...well, not everyone returns safely from certain disasters that befall the city throughout the year. The priests diligently write every story down on those parchment rolls and deposit them onto the waiting altar, where they're summarily lit on fire to the cheers of those present. The more emotional the story it seems, the brighter and bluer the flame that it emits and the louder the procession cheers.

As the file out, they notice you watching and urge you to go up with someone else in the temple to clear your heart and offer up your own stories. They can be stories of home, information about your worlds, or stories about your life.

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This event will run from September 14th to 30th. Click on each prompt's title to see the text. If you have any questions, feel free to direct them to the FAQ or to the Mod Question thread.

Comments

[iustaegis]

[ This is giving her a heavy, grievous headache, and one that refuses to relent because she refuses to give up pursuing the vision and the words spoken.

She feels as if she's on the right path, but there are still a few pieces missing. It's not just her third form, it's the other crystal. Crystals. Her brother, still on Alrest, and then-- wasn't there one more? What was his name again? And for that matter what is her own name? Her real name--?

"I want to help."

Mythra looks at him in surprise. ] .....What?

[carbungle]

[He blinks back at her, unsure, but not about to back down from his offer.]

I... want to help? I don't know what I could do, but- if there's anything you can think of, I'll do it.

1/2

[iustaegis]

[ She blinks at him, not in disbelief, but as if she hadn't expected the offer...

That, and-- ]

[iustaegis]

Idiot, you are helping already.

[ Just by being here.

Yes, she knows that's not what he's asking, but she does feel the need to point that out, too, just in case. ]

[carbungle]

Wh-

[Yeah, she got him there. He stumbles over his words for a moment, a streak of red crossing his cheeks.]

Well- I'm trying to do more, here!

[iustaegis]

[ Seeing his blush rise to his cheeks, she stutters before giving her own response, looking away. ]

O- okay, then... Shut up and let me think!

[carbungle]

[He opens his mouth.

Closes his mouth.

Then shuts up and lets her think.]

[iustaegis]

[ With that said and done she begins to think, beginning with what she had been shown through her vision, her very own that she had conjured. It had been of multiple futures and paths all devolving to the same conclusion, of the world igniting and ending, all of those possibilities...

But there had been something else within. Words, another possibility. Something that she had spoken, words she had never thought of saying before, but words she knows that she suddenly will say to someone--

No, that's not quite right, either. She won't say them, but another part of her will, someone who is far distant from her, unlimited and beyond, not shackled by the Architect. Those words speak the truth, and they are the key to breaking the cycle, of not being beholden to someone they had sanctioned as a god before, but to someone of their own choosing....

She lifts her head, looking once more at him. ]


Hey, Noct?

[carbungle]

[He looks back at her immediately, anxious, worried, eager. His silence had done nothing to decrease that desire to help, to support her, them, to do anything to ease their burden and their grief, waiting only for the answer for what more he can offer them as support. Just being here doesn't feel like enough- it never does, never has, and the helplessness of it irritates him, had fueled all that righteous fury that had all but fizzled out now in light of her pain.

He leans in, earnest and ready for- anything, really. Whatever she needs.]

What is it?

[What can I do-]

[iustaegis]

If... [ She starts, stops, then starts again as if she's going over how to ask him something not only important, but something that means a great deal to her. Her tone already is soft, vulnerable. Personal.

A question that necessitates a carefully worded question, as well as an answer. ]

If you were a god... what would you wish for?

[ She looks at him not with judgement, but with hopeful, if tired, curiosity. ]

[carbungle]

[He doesn't answer immediately, giving her question the consideration it deserves. A more diplomatic or wise person could take stock in what he knows- of them, of the situation, of the vision they'd witnessed- and could come up with the perfect solution that would make her feel better, or satisfy whatever it is she's looking for. They could be logical, and sensible, and word it properly that would make that response feel right. They could answer like a king, maybe, and do the most that can be done for the people who deserve it. Not everyone can be saved, he's learned, all this time. Not everyone gets to live. You save who you can and accept the losses of everyone else. That's... sensible. Natural. A smarter person would accept it and factor that truth into an answer.

That isn't him. He's honest, and selfish, and his answer can only embody that in its entirety.]

...I'd... wish for a world where everyone can be saved. All the people, and the land they live in, even the gods themselves. I'd wish to protect all of it.

[iustaegis]

[ He wants it all. All those lights he had held in his hands, way back when they had first trained together, he had been attempting to keep all of them safe. His answer reflects that. She should have known that, that protecting all of it, saving all of it, is what he wants.

He doesn't mention saving himself. She wonders if this is intentional, but the way he speaks of everyone, of the people, makes him sound distant... ]

Forgetting something?

[carbungle]

[Her response makes him smile, the smallest quirk of his lips for only for a moment.]

Probably.

[He shows no indication that he knows what he's missing, though. It could be one of a million things, crucial or insignificant. Gods don't have that much power, not all people should be saved, humans can't live forever, or just what is he protecting them from?

He doesn't care; he won't apologize for the unrealistic dream of a doomed idiot who doesn't understand her world, or her god, or even her power. There's probably a good reason why choices have always been made for him. He's ill-equipped to make real decisions for the masses like this, to determine what paths any world or people should take. The difference between choosing which electives to take in high school versus what lands to surrender to Niflheim so the king can live long enough for a grown son to take over for him are as vast as Taelpar's empty chasm. Isn't that the reason he'd followed where he was led ever since his journey began, under the command of great men like his father or the forceful hand of the Astrals who chose him to safeguard their star? Don't gods exist to know better than people like him?

Still... his answer won't change, not really. Whatever it is he forgot, he wished for what truly matters to him, nothing more or less.]

[iustaegis]

[ Her smile mirrors his. Small, reflective, derisive, ...bittersweet. ]

Well, Noct....

[ She replies after a moment, as if surmising something. ]

We'd choose you.

[carbungle]

[He blinks at that, eyes wide.]

Your... wish?

[His tone is quiet, struggling to understand, clearly not expecting such a response. In the grand scheme of things, who the hell is he? Just a regular human, not even of her world, made into a weapon against the dark and otherwise irrelevant. He's had months to grow resigned to his insignificance when measured beside the rest of the world. They should be prioritizing a whole list of things ahead of someone like him.

So why...?]

[iustaegis]

[ She shakes her head, her smile taking on a hint of amusement in his answer.

When Mythra looks at him next, there's little else besides admiration, affection, and gratefulness in her eyes. ]

We'd choose you as a god.

[carbungle]

[The way she looks at him makes him feel instantly bashful, mingling with another bout of surprise- that answer is even more incomprehensible than the other. He can't find it in his heart to disagree with her, though, not when she looks so... contented. It's not as if he's met her a myriad of times, but he's still never seen her look so soft. Seems after all of this, he finally managed to say something right.

He squeezes his fingers lightly around her hand in the grass, scratching at his cheek with his other hand.]

I dunno... that sounds like a lot of work. How much napping can a god do?

[iustaegis]

As much as you want. Or as little. Both at the same time.

[ Whatever, he'll be a god! He can do as he pleases.

Wouldn't that be nice, of everyone being saved... and letting the world go on as it is, without a need of intervention, because it would be perfect with him in it. Perhaps it had been perfect because he's already been a part of it this entire time.

She brushes a strand of hair behind her ear, her gloved hand causing her earring to sway. ]

....Well? How does that sound?

[carbungle]

Sounds... irresponsible. [His lips quirk into another smile, though.] I like it.

[It's just the type of paradise he'd be into, actually. A safe and sturdy world, harmonious and quiet, where he can nap and fish and just chill with the people he loves. It's what he'd hoped for when he set out from Insomnia all those months ago: not a perfect world, but at least one that was done with its endless fighting. It's... idealistic. It's dumb. No one ought to believe in him, with an absurd goal like that.

Maybe that's why she chose him.]

Hey, Mythra?

[iustaegis]

[ She looks at him, blinking once as if she'd been stirred out of distant thought. ] Yeah...?

[carbungle]

Would you kiss a god?

[Just. You know. Casually.]

1/3

[iustaegis]

[ --What... ]

[iustaegis]

[ --the-- ]

[iustaegis]

[ --hell.


Needless to say her blush engulfs her face almost instantly after he asks, and she stammers her response, attempting to save her front by frowning, lowering her brow. ]

I'm being serious, you know!

[carbungle]

[THAT'S NOT THE REACTION HE EXPECTED-]

I was- uh- you can just say no!

[-Actually he doesn't know what reaction he was expecting.]