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♥ December (Ranir) Event Log
December (Ranir) Event Log
As another year winds to a close, the air grows sharp with a wintery chill; the perfect weather for curling up with someone under a cozy blanket with some warm hot cocoa. To contrast the cold weather comes a distinctly festive warmth to the city itself; it's some holiday season, even if the natives still can't quite grasp what. While recovery from the recent worm-based catastrophe is still an ongoing thing, the natives are going through with the festivities as they've learned to celebrate: Decorations strung about the city are a bit haphazard and in all manner of colors both holiday-themed and simply colorful in general, the spirit and enthusiasm are certainly there.
❥ PROMPT I: See You Next Level
Residents who venture past the wall to the northwest of the arena to visit the fishing pond might find an unusual sight this month: it's frozen over. This is kind of a big deal, because the city hasn't had a substantial amount of open water in- well, no one quite knows how long! It seems to have totally frozen overnight, which is definitely unusual, but hardly the strangest thing to ever happen in Havenwell. Examining the ice will find it sturdy and solid, a good 6 inches thick at minimum. It is safe to walk on, and more importantly...
Excited for a new experience after all the glum and gloom, some local metalworkers are creating skate attachments that can be adjusted for size and connected to the shoes (or the feet, in the case of the local robotic population) of anyone who wants to give skating a try. Visitors to the area will find a booth set up, occasionally manned but mostly left as a trust exercise, with a collection of these devices that are free to use. Please take as many pairs as your party requires and skate to your heart's content! As a courtesy, borrowers are asked to return the skates once they're finished with them, but if you're really itching for a pair, the booth has the equivalent of a QR code you can scan with your communicator and commission a personalized pair.
It seems that part of the city is extra cold this season, because an influx of snow has practically drowned the arena, leaving a thick layer across the entirety and high piles along the sides. Locals have cleared the entrances and done their best to keep it functional, but those wishing to use the facility might find the ground far less sturdy than usual. You can use it as extra training, or maybe just give in to the urge and have fun with it instead. Go sledding, have a snowball fight!
Excited for a new experience after all the glum and gloom, some local metalworkers are creating skate attachments that can be adjusted for size and connected to the shoes (or the feet, in the case of the local robotic population) of anyone who wants to give skating a try. Visitors to the area will find a booth set up, occasionally manned but mostly left as a trust exercise, with a collection of these devices that are free to use. Please take as many pairs as your party requires and skate to your heart's content! As a courtesy, borrowers are asked to return the skates once they're finished with them, but if you're really itching for a pair, the booth has the equivalent of a QR code you can scan with your communicator and commission a personalized pair.
It seems that part of the city is extra cold this season, because an influx of snow has practically drowned the arena, leaving a thick layer across the entirety and high piles along the sides. Locals have cleared the entrances and done their best to keep it functional, but those wishing to use the facility might find the ground far less sturdy than usual. You can use it as extra training, or maybe just give in to the urge and have fun with it instead. Go sledding, have a snowball fight!
❥ PROMPT II: Fresh or Frozen
Purveyors of the fishing part of the new rink might be unhappy to have lost their hobby, but hey, no one's stopping you from carving a hole in the ice and giving it a go regardless. There's bound to still be something down there, though perhaps not what you'd expect. While you're out at the lake with another person, if you should happen to look into the water through a hole or the ice itself, you might occasionally see a series of dancing lights flitting around beneath you, mysterious but innocuous. Sometimes they disappear if you stare at them too long. Sometimes they follow you. If curiosity gets the better of you, maybe you ought to try dropping a line - or a hand - in to see what it is. If you're feeling really brave and don't mind the cold, you could even take a dive in and see what's going on up close. (Funny: it's not nearly as cold as you'd expect it to be, considering the frigid circumstances.) And there's no reason to worry about the rink, either. Likely through whatever actually turned the pond to ice, any holes carved into the ice somehow manage to freeze again overnight, as though it was never broken in the first place.
Whatever method you choose, these dancing lights will swirl around hook or hands, pulsing gently, until that light bursts and manifests into something familiar. Something you've been wanting, perhaps, or something you once had and have missed dearly. Maybe something you hadn't thought about at all, but would bring you delight. You can pull it from the waters and find it intact and undamaged by the cold or the water, alive if it is a living creature, though it appears to be hibernating. Dry it off, take it home, and check on it in the morning; you will find your gift as whole and well as if you'd plucked it from wherever you'd find it back home. Do with it what you choose, it's yours now. For those who might have the clever idea to try fishing more than once, surprises may await in the form of...a waterlogged old shoe? An empty tin can? A broken fishing lure? The possibilities are as endless as the objects are useless.
For those who may not have any creature or object of note they need or want, it is also possible for fishing to produce a small crystal, faintly glowing with some form of magic. Leaving the crystal by one's bedside overnight will result in a peculiar but pleasant dream; fulfilling one's heartfelt desire. Whether it's wanting to see somewhere back on your homeworld, getting closure with someone not in Havenwell, or hang gliding off of Everest, you will be able to see your desire in a dream and awake comfortable and well-rested in bed the next day.
This is a regain event! One regain is allowed per character, and it can be anything (within reason) that would fit within the Item Regain: Medium (100 point) category on the Activity Rewards page. Like with AC Rewards, regains must be approved by mods prior to regaining them, so please use the form below and comment to the Regain Request thread.
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Whatever method you choose, these dancing lights will swirl around hook or hands, pulsing gently, until that light bursts and manifests into something familiar. Something you've been wanting, perhaps, or something you once had and have missed dearly. Maybe something you hadn't thought about at all, but would bring you delight. You can pull it from the waters and find it intact and undamaged by the cold or the water, alive if it is a living creature, though it appears to be hibernating. Dry it off, take it home, and check on it in the morning; you will find your gift as whole and well as if you'd plucked it from wherever you'd find it back home. Do with it what you choose, it's yours now. For those who might have the clever idea to try fishing more than once, surprises may await in the form of...a waterlogged old shoe? An empty tin can? A broken fishing lure? The possibilities are as endless as the objects are useless.
For those who may not have any creature or object of note they need or want, it is also possible for fishing to produce a small crystal, faintly glowing with some form of magic. Leaving the crystal by one's bedside overnight will result in a peculiar but pleasant dream; fulfilling one's heartfelt desire. Whether it's wanting to see somewhere back on your homeworld, getting closure with someone not in Havenwell, or hang gliding off of Everest, you will be able to see your desire in a dream and awake comfortable and well-rested in bed the next day.
This is a regain event! One regain is allowed per character, and it can be anything (within reason) that would fit within the Item Regain: Medium (100 point) category on the Activity Rewards page. Like with AC Rewards, regains must be approved by mods prior to regaining them, so please use the form below and comment to the Regain Request thread.
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❥ PROMPT III: Snow Problems
As the weather shifts to something seasonally chilly, on occasion some small patches of clouds can be seen in Havenwell--specifically, hovering over the heads of offworlders. These localized little clouds find people to stick to and follow them a couple of feet overhead to shower them with a gentle dusting of snow, so hopefully you have an umbrella handy. And while the snow can be just snow and nothing more, to others it might have one (or even several at once) effects to it.
Cheers To You: No matter how much one drinks or how they choose to mix their cocktails, they will find themselves completely impervious to the ill effects of alcohol. No hangover, but also no fun to earn it in the first place.
Hand it Over: Some with their own personal snow clouds may feel nothing odd except for a slight tingle in their dominant hand. Whether one stumbles upon the actual effect or not, it is a very simple change: the power of their unarmed punch becomes superpowered and several times stronger than normal.
Sticks and Stones: Still others may feel completely normal and go about their usual day's business with absolutely no awareness of any change but a persistent snowfall overhead. However, should they meet with anything that might ordinarily hurt, they will find that they have twenty-four hours of complete invulnerability starting from when their snow cloud latched on to them.
Time and Tribulation: Perhaps along with the slight chill comes a sudden awareness that one is a bit shorter than usual. Or taller? It would seem that yet another odd side effect of the little snow clouds is that one has aged an entire decade–in either direction, rendering them either younger or older. Luckily, the changes seem to stop at only physical…at least this time.
Cheers To You: No matter how much one drinks or how they choose to mix their cocktails, they will find themselves completely impervious to the ill effects of alcohol. No hangover, but also no fun to earn it in the first place.
Hand it Over: Some with their own personal snow clouds may feel nothing odd except for a slight tingle in their dominant hand. Whether one stumbles upon the actual effect or not, it is a very simple change: the power of their unarmed punch becomes superpowered and several times stronger than normal.
Sticks and Stones: Still others may feel completely normal and go about their usual day's business with absolutely no awareness of any change but a persistent snowfall overhead. However, should they meet with anything that might ordinarily hurt, they will find that they have twenty-four hours of complete invulnerability starting from when their snow cloud latched on to them.
Time and Tribulation: Perhaps along with the slight chill comes a sudden awareness that one is a bit shorter than usual. Or taller? It would seem that yet another odd side effect of the little snow clouds is that one has aged an entire decade–in either direction, rendering them either younger or older. Luckily, the changes seem to stop at only physical…at least this time.
This event will run from December 15-31. 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. You can also use the Havenwell Status page or the General Plotting Comment to give you other ideas for original prompts!
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What was it like before?
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I imagine food would not taste as nicely as it does now without our feedback.
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I wonder if they miss it . . .
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Perhaps they do... or perhaps it's been too long for them. [ Can't miss what you don't remember, in some cases? ]
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. . . This isn't what I was expecting. When I heard that I was in a different world with those from countless others, I didn't think so much of what's here would be this familiar.
[Yet here they are, partaking of hot chocolate together.]
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He wonders.]
I hope the other colonies are faring well.
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She looks up from her mug to watch his expression. ]
You really care for this world, don't you.
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It's no world of mine. All of us were brought here against our will, without our knowledge. Those who express discontent are within their rights to do so.
[At the end of the day, he has his misgivings as well.]
Even so, the people here are doing everything in their power to save their home. There's no way I can turn a blind eye.
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Mm... And who knows? Maybe more of your world will be summoned here.
If they're half as helpful as you, we'll save this one in no time.
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Her words appear to trouble him, however.]
I don't feel worthy . . .
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....Of...?
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He's thought about it during his lonesome moments ever since he awakened in Aellyn, and the worry only resurfaces now. It's not something he should keep to himself. But is now the appropriate time? Is it appropriate to burden Pyra after all she's done for him today? Isn't this something everyone should know when it affects them?
That, rather than helpful . . . ]
I fear I may be a danger to everyone.
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When her expression softens, she speaks. ] Mm, Louis?
[ With her mug already set down, she once again brings her other hand to clasp atop of his that holds her other on the table.
Being a danger to everyone, the fear of what that danger may cause, what consequences it may have is a terror she knows all too well. It's something that she still struggles with to this day, but it's gotten easier to bear, as some have shown her that some of fear is an overcorrection of mistakes and damages she's made in the past. Trauma, in other words. She still has much from which to recovery but...
Pyra gives his hand a squeeze. Small proofs to her waking self have helped her through it all: the proof is here. He is holding her hand, and she is holding his, and no danger is currently present. ]
You don't have to tell me why but...
Just know that in this very moment, I feel perfectly safe with you.
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[Her kindness pierces him deeper as he regards her with uncertain eyes. She's correct. In this very moment, they're safe—she with him, and he with her. The last thing he wants is to throw that kindness back at her.
Her hands around his are warm. He feels that warmth. Right now, in this very moment, he feels like himself. Pyra must have her own troubles with which to contend, so for her to respond so lovingly is a gift he feels he has to cherish.
And that means she deserves his honesty.]
Thank you. But I think you're owed an explanation.
after five years...
I'm listening...
[ Something dangerous, he says, and instead of witholding that potential danger from her, he's willing to tell her.
This is not something she has been able to do in years of being here, and only those who know her closest-- know. Her fear prevents her, so to be with another who is willing to simply tell her out of... respect for their friendship? is as perplexing.
And inspiring, in a way. ]
I'm listening.
I welcome you back with open arms.
. . . Despite what I said before, revenants aren't completely immortal. There's a surefire way to reduce us to ashes. It's when certain conditions are met—or failed to be—that we become truly undying creatures known as the Lost. Once that happens, we lose our awareness and succumb to bloodthirst in a process known as frenzying.
[His gaze drifts down to their hands.]
Bloodthirst doesn't differentiate between friend and foe. It's not uncommon for the Lost to devour each other in the absence of revenants and humans. But there are no Lost here . . .
[Just people. And that's what terrifies him the most.]
Re: I welcome you back with open arms.
She cannot be certain, but it sounds as if there's more to it. She surmises, ] You're worried that if you turn into one of the Lost... you'll attack others here.
[ (He won't have to worry about her, she doesn't have as ample blood as humans do. But telling him this-- ...it's just another difference between him and her, how he can be honest about certain things, but she remains cagey. It's been years, she tells herself, isn't it about time she's changed? Should she take that leap?) ]
That's... a scary thought. I'm sorry, it's clear that it weighs on you. [ ... ]
But telling me this, is it something that is likely to happen, even here?
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[Because he won't be able to stop himself in the worst case scenario. Because if it bleeds, he'll try to feed. The more he thinks about it, the more he can finally start to understand how she felt.
If only he'd understood earlier.]
That doesn't mean I won't try to keep that from happening. [His eyes flit up to Pyra's face.] I just thought you should know.
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Pyra looks down to their hands, thinking over what he's shared, and ultimately, she concludes this: ] This doesn't change being friends with you.
[ Her gaze raises to his again. ] If anything... I want to help. Or-- to somehow help you, from ever getting to that point. [ She pauses again. Then, earnestly: ] I'm here for you, okay?
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For now, he snaps his head to attention, wide-eyed, at her proclamation of friendship. Struck speechless by her following offer, he can only stare for a beat, then two, and finally three when he smiles.]
Being friends is more than enough.
[There's a surefire way to prevent him from getting to that point, but he won't burden her with that knowledge. Not now. She's borne enough for him today, and he can ask no more of her.]
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The hope to not hurt wins only when it conquers the fear of hurting others. Hope is much stronger, like that. She hopes that one day her hope can conquer her fear, too. ]
Mm, that, I can do.
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Thank you—for listening, and for the drink.