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♥ September Event Log
September (Ohnir) Event Log
Ohnir is in full swing now and the weather, while still boasting hot days, is starting to cool slightly at night. The residents are recovering after the lightning storms from the previous month and, curiously, most of the robots that had been damaged in the storms are back. They don't look the same as before, but they seem to act the same, still happy, still thankful that the offworlders are here. A few even thank those who carried their bodies to the temples with small gifts of painted stones. Havenwell continues as it always has and welcomes their new arrivals with a few rather odd changes...
❥ PROMPT I: Robot Crossing
Now that all the new and old arrivals have mingled and met, the robotic natives start pointing everyone toward the VR cafes. The bright lights and cozy insides have been decorated with fake leaves and carved and painted plaster approximations of fruits and vegetables in odd colors. When an offworlder comes in, they explain that back when they were still in their flesh bodies, the month of Ohnir was one for harvest and celebrations of the summer bounties. Now, without any real farms or need to eat, they've translated the Harvest Festival into a game, so why not play?
Logging in with another character will net you a little farm and a variety of games to choose from:
As always, when playing the game, the picture and quality seems to increase as long as you're in contact with another person. Once the games are over and your scores tallied, the cafe attendant walks over and asks to see your communicators. To the winners, he or she attaches a little floating charm in the shape of one of Aellyn's weirder fruits. It looks like a cross between a blue rambutan and the hala aka puhala fruit, and it's called the sikheen fruit here. The sikheen are extremely rare nowadays, but their appearance is so unique that Havenwell residents still like to remember it for the Harvest Festival. Enjoy your prize!
Logging in with another character will net you a little farm and a variety of games to choose from:
- Pick and harvest as many Aellyn vegetables and fruits as you can before the timer runs out! The more you pick, the better your score. Work together with your partner to clear the field in any way you can. Strangely, once you finish clearing a tree or a field row of their bounty, they seem to magically refill when you turn your back. Oh well, at least you won't run out before the timer hits zero and with the sheer number of levels and combinations of trees and fields with obstacles in your way to make harvesting a little more challenging with each new level, you certainly won't be running out of things to do.
- With a partner, use the giant slingshot to launch comically large fruits into a garden patch of other colored fruits. Match a line of 3 or more similarly shaped fruits to clear it from the field. The more fruits you can clear, the higher your score - aka welcome to Fruit Crush. Stack lines of 6 or more to get shining clear diamond fruits that clear the entire row and snag yourself some bonus points.
- You and your partner(s) are given a magical golden pumpkin and it's your job to grow it into the largest pumpkin possible. Why? There's a county fair of course and the largest pumpkin wins! But how do you grow this pumpkin? Well, there are a lot of methods! You could gather up materials and work together to stick it to the pumpkin until it absorbs them and grows. You could do a song and dance routine together to encourage the pumpkin's soul to grow big and bright. You could hold hands and share stories and entertain the pumpkin until it feels encouraged enough to grow on its own. The possibilities are endless, so get to work making the best pumpkin that (digital) fair has ever seen!
As always, when playing the game, the picture and quality seems to increase as long as you're in contact with another person. Once the games are over and your scores tallied, the cafe attendant walks over and asks to see your communicators. To the winners, he or she attaches a little floating charm in the shape of one of Aellyn's weirder fruits. It looks like a cross between a blue rambutan and the hala aka puhala fruit, and it's called the sikheen fruit here. The sikheen are extremely rare nowadays, but their appearance is so unique that Havenwell residents still like to remember it for the Harvest Festival. Enjoy your prize!
❥ PROMPT II: Paint by Number
The new arrivals get to enjoy Havenwell in all its glory for about a week before suddenly, one day everyone wakes up to find the entire city has gone gray. And not a natural, nice gray either, but a strange dull, lifeless gray. Everything from the sky to the houses to the grass to the native people have all turned the exact same shade of graphite gray. Even the natives are confused and the devout flock to the temples while the science-minded head to the labs to study this new phenomenon. The only ones who seem spared from this strange color drain are the offworlders and the statues of the gods in the center of town. Or, well, at least most of the offworlders are spared. A few people might notice that their colors aren't as bright as they once were, or that parts of them are starting to turn gray as well. Those offworlders unlucky enough to lose some of their own can touch another player character to regain what was lost easily enough. Overall though, no one seems harmed by this sudden loss of color, but they're certainly perplexed.
A few days later and round silver platforms start showing up around the city, dragged out of storage by the natives. The first arrivals might remember these as the fireworks platforms that are activated by people standing and holding hands on them. The temple priests and scientists encourage the offworlders to stand on the platforms again and to hold hands or engage in some other sort of physical contact on them and wait.
When characters do as asked, the platforms shoot fireworks like they did before - in brilliant colors instead of the dull gray everywhere. And wherever the sparks fall, color starts returning to the world in splotches. The natives are overjoyed and move the platforms all across the city, asking the offworlders to find and use them wherever possible to return the color to their town.
A few days later and round silver platforms start showing up around the city, dragged out of storage by the natives. The first arrivals might remember these as the fireworks platforms that are activated by people standing and holding hands on them. The temple priests and scientists encourage the offworlders to stand on the platforms again and to hold hands or engage in some other sort of physical contact on them and wait.
When characters do as asked, the platforms shoot fireworks like they did before - in brilliant colors instead of the dull gray everywhere. And wherever the sparks fall, color starts returning to the world in splotches. The natives are overjoyed and move the platforms all across the city, asking the offworlders to find and use them wherever possible to return the color to their town.
❥ PROMPT III: Sharing is Caring
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. It would probably be far more impressive if the colors weren't still so gray and splotchy, but they're trying their best.
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 came back from the lightning storms. 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. It seems the more personal the story, the brighter the flame though and the more Dora that will mysteriously show up in your account at a later date. If the priests are asked about this donation later, they're just as perplexed. No one they know would have paid anyone for an offering to Ohma, so where could it have come from....?
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 came back from the lightning storms. 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. It seems the more personal the story, the brighter the flame though and the more Dora that will mysteriously show up in your account at a later date. If the priests are asked about this donation later, they're just as perplexed. No one they know would have paid anyone for an offering to Ohma, so where could it have come from....?
❥ PROMPT IV: Sleep Sweet
With Ainea's temple familiars finally back where they belong, quiet returns to the city at night. We're sure that first long uninterrupted sleep felt heavenly, right? Although there may not be color in the city, the world of dreams at least is fully technicolor and safe. Which might be weird for some characters in case they don't normally dream or remember their dreams because now everyone is dreaming at night. Most of the dreams are the usual variety that your character always has, but every so often in the midst of a pleasant dream about home or a funky one about flying pizza (whatever it is you usually dream about, we don't judge), there's a glitch.
Out of the corner of your eye or just on the edge of your vision, a person appears. Their face can't be seen and their arms are longer than they have any right to be, but they appear and stand there, watching. Trying to focus on this person causes them to flit away and it's easy enough to dismiss as a random event, until it keeps happening. And it keeps happening, and it keeps happening, and every time you see this person, they get closer and even less distinct. Waking up and talking to or holding someone might help calm that disquiet in your heart, offworlder, so hopefully there's someone around to help you.
Out of the corner of your eye or just on the edge of your vision, a person appears. Their face can't be seen and their arms are longer than they have any right to be, but they appear and stand there, watching. Trying to focus on this person causes them to flit away and it's easy enough to dismiss as a random event, until it keeps happening. And it keeps happening, and it keeps happening, and every time you see this person, they get closer and even less distinct. Waking up and talking to or holding someone might help calm that disquiet in your heart, offworlder, so hopefully there's someone around to help you.
This event will run from September 16th to September 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 on the OOC Entry.
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Sleep(???) sweet
consider; how about......... no.
Or, rather, Shinji thinks he's doing a passable enough job of it given the circumstances, which just happen to be Bad, that he can't really find it in himself to change what he's doing too much. There is simply no wiggle room here. That's just how it is. This is Fine. He looks. Very Tired. He's still coming to tidy up at Rawna's temple daily, though, so he must be doing well enough.
The fatigue, of course, renders him completely oblivious to the fact that he may be having an eye kept on him. Why would he even suspect that to be happening in the first place? How ridiculous. So, when he's approached? Completely unsuspecting of what may be coming next.
"Do you need something?"
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It'd been something he'd been keeping tabs on since Ainea's mice had arrived on the scene. Even then, he'd thought Shiji was looking a bit rough around the edges before that hadn't he? There was only so much of this that Kai could personally let slide.
"Mhmm, I'm gonna need you to come with me for a bit. Need you for somethin'."
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"Oh, sure." He has, at least, become a little more comfortable with the idea of putting his work on pause than he was during their first encounter. The priests are clearly quite lenient about what they expect, so if he can pick back up where he left off after this truly important chore is taken care of, that'll keep him from fretting over it too much.
"What did you need?"
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"Need your opinion on somethin'. C'mon." As was becoming somewhat standard, here was Kai's outstretched hand again. This had happened plenty of times without any ulterior motives, so surely this was just more of the same! There definitely wasn't any covert plan that Kai had already conferred with some of the priests about. Certainly not.
Their destination was one of the little rooms tucked in the back of the temple. Were they... worth an opinion...?
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There's a little hesitation still, it may take a little more time for him to fall out of that particular habit, but hands are once again held (Shinji finds himself pretty unsurprised that the contact pulses a bit of color back to him, that really is the cure-all for most weird things here, isn't it?) and Kaito's lead is followed. Harmlessly to the back of the temple. To the rooms squirreled away, largely out of sight. This is the goal of their journey.
He... he feels like he might be missing something here. Whether it's Kaito's intentions being intentionally vague, or Shinji just being that tired, that he's missing something obvious, it's difficult for him to tell at this point.
"Um," um! "This room?" S-... sure. "What about it?"
What needs to be opinioned at here, exactly?
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"Yup, this room," was apparently all Kai had to say about it for the moment. Come along, they're going in the room now. The cozy little room with its one (1) remarkably unfancy looking cot and limited other amenities. It wasn't a long-term stay kind of room, but it was all good. This wasn't a long-term kind of plan.
Probably.
Once Shinji was sufficiently Inside The Room, Kai gave an affirming nod. "How do you feel about the concept of nap rooms? You ever use one?"
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"It sounds... useful." Like, for sure. Not really a bad idea in any way that would immediately come to mind, if he's thinking about someone else needing one. "I don't think I've ever had a reason to use something like one before, though."
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When had? The door closed?
"Then today's your lucky day, I guess. It's naptime."
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Oh no.
This feels
vaguely threatening
"I - what?"
Do you have some kind of trick? up your sleeve? to accomplish this??
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It was... taking Shinji over to the cot to sit him right down on it. Get on the bed, Shinji.
"I don't know if you know," Kai drawled while doing this, "but you've nearly toppled over like twice today alone. Seems like grounds for a nap, to me."
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"I - I really don't think this is necessary?" He's not hopping on that train to sleepy time junction so easily, buddy. "I mean, I could just go back for the day..."
Doesn't mean he'd actually sleep at his Havenwell assigned housing any more than he has been, but it sure would get him out of this wildly uncomfortable situation.
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"To not sleep at home either, right."
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He's gonna just... go ahead and take his hand back now.
"It's not like I haven't been trying," which is, to an extent, an honest reply.
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"You're not staying with anyone, right?" This was.... mostly just a wild guess, but there were a few little things here and there that led him to it.
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How Kai may have come to that conclusion is, to him, a fairly curious matter. It's one, however, Shinji doesn't really want to devote a lot of time to thinking too much about at the moment.
"Yeah, it's only me right now."
He... well, it might not be right to say he doesn't mind the situation, his feelings about it are pretty complicated. He doesn't sound too upset by it, though, sort of like he's made his peace with it by now.
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He really wouldn't have minded being wrong. It would have been kind of relieving, in its own way. That he was correct wasn't too much of a surprise. Kai hummed a little in the back of his throat, casually dropping down to a squat. Mostly just for the conversation, but a little unconsciously to make himself smaller as if Shinji were in league with skittish dragons and mice.
"Me too. Mostly."
He had a stray, but she was just as hard to help out as Shinji was. He was going to have to track her down too, he was sure.
"Doesn't make getting much sleep any easier."
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But, no. It seems he was wrong about that. Huh.
"I'm not sure it's actually making it any harder, either."
His troubles, as far as he's concerned, are rooted in something quite different than not having someone else around to help quell squeaking mice or disperse pesky thought-clouds.
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"Y'don't think new problems on top of old ones make it harder?" Just a question. Kai sounded more curious than anything else. "I think it kinda blows everything up."
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But, hmm. He stops for a second to seriously consider that. He can't deny that Kai has a point, but if he weighs it against the stresses of actually cohabitating with other people... his experiences are very probably (absolutely) not universal, but it makes him wary none the less.
He sighs. "I don't know, maybe." He has to concede at least that much. It's just frustrating. Exhausting.
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Sure. Maybe. There are too many mysteries to really say one way or another. Maybe problems stacked, maybe they didn't. Kai was suspecting that his previous theories that Shinji had some Stuff going on were truer than he'd like, but then again, maybe not. Only Shinji could say.
"Either way," Kai continued, "that means no cool roomie benefits for either of us, so who knows if they actually work."
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"I guess not."
Unless that was part of the plan right now, but Shinji isn't about to assume as much. For all he knows, Kai could be planning on simply leaving him here alone for a few hours and assuming he'd actually catch some sleep in that time. Who knows?
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Shinji seems like a smart kid, so Kai's pretty sure he's already figured things out at at least a base level. So it's real casual when he tosses out the confirmation of, "So let's try it out. It'd be mutually beneficial if it worked."
Of course, that was probably going to go over real well, so he was also already holding his hands up a little as if to say he was unarmed. As if. It were not the mere concept of touch that was a weapon here.
"I won't ask what else is keepin' you up or anything like that," he promised.
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Again with that hook, very smart. When he slips that phrase out, 'mutually beneficial', Shinji stirs it over in his mind. It would be nice to feel like he's actually doing something helpful, rather than trying to convince himself that the drop-in-the-cosmic-bucket-that-is-holding-hands-to-save-the-world is doing anything tangible, something that he's not even doing very well in the first place. It's definitely a smaller scale sort of help, but that does make it easier to believe.
He squeezes his hands together a little tighter as he thinks it over, before finally eking out, "If you're sure." Like it wasn't his suggestion in the first place??? "Okay."
He will. Give this a try.
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"Okay." Kai smiled a touch. "Can't say I've done this ever, but I'm down for trying to have at least one good nap after so many garbage ones." If making it seem like this was actually for Kai's own benefit that worked, he'd roll with that. It would be nice to have a good nap, even if his primary concern was making sure Shinji got one.
Heaving himself back up to his feet, Kai didn't spend a lot of time between waving Shinji to scoot over a little and scooting he way on to the cot himself.
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This is probably going to be a bit of a squeeze, the cots they've set aside in these rooms aren't particularly spacious, after all. Still, he's fairly small, so he doesn't have much trouble making room for Kai. Time to get ~cozy~
"I've... shared rooms with people before, but this..." He can't actually say he's never done something like this, even if it was only something brief, and something he wasn't really anticipating at the time, but no reason to dwell on that for too long. "It's pretty different." Yeah. There we go.
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