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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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[ No stabs, and flat edges only. Saves them from sliced clothing and wounds she can't easily heal. ]
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[Normally he's more lax on that sort of thing when the city is peaceful or they have enough curatives on hand, but he's trying to be more cautious of injuries now that he knows they'll be forced on Pyra when he gets any, so. Unnecessary wounds during spars (except in the case of accidents) are off the table.]
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Excuse me. [ Era scolds, offended, and not knowing what else to do. She's never dealt with this sort of thing before... ] This is my spar! Bad rocks!
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Why do they keep coming after me!?
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[ She abandons her daggers in favour of gathering the last two (well-behaved) rocks and shoving them in the deepest depths of her inventory. With one of the other two currently under Noct's foot and therefore not at risk of flying off, Era begins looking around for where the final rock landed.
Responding to her focus, said rock comes flying eagerly at her. She reaches to snatch it from the air, but it comes to a stop a few inches away from her palm, hovering for some long moments before Era grabs it and stuffs it into her bag with the others. ]
I must be doing something wrong with them. It'd help if someone [—like an asshole boyfriend—] would just tell me what they're for.
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[He crouches down, lifting his foot just enough to get a grip on the stone so it doesn't fly off again, closing the distance and offering it out to her.]
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[ A roll of her eyes, and she takes the final rock, shoving it deep into her bag. ]
As if he didn't realize that's how reincarnation works.
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How... does reincarnation work?
[In a world where the dead either stay dead or end up as trapped souls, he's entirely unfamiliar with the concept.]
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[ It's what would make the most sense, if she really thinks about it (and she has). ]
When I die, Ardbert and I will be reborn together. I expect the person we become will be quite troublesome, always thirsting for adventure and unafraid to seek it out.
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[What a trip... the idea of the same souls existing over and over, just without their memories, is a strange thing to think about. Though if it happened on Eos... if he could be reborn and live a full life, that would be nice.
On the other hand, one life is plenty of trouble by itself.]
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I'm not sure if anyone can choose to linger in the Sea forever instead. Perhaps long enough to be reunited with loved ones and reborn alongside each other, for a chance to meet once again in your next lives?
[ A helpless shrug, because she really doesn't know a whole lot beyond the basics. ]
It's nice though, in the Aetherial Sea... So peaceful and soothing. My first memory is there, with Mother.
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[Which, thank god, he does not. Getting an excess influx of memories almost turned him into a bloody mess on the floor.]
Mortal brains aren't meant to hold that amount of info. He should be grateful you don't remember.
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[ She frowns. ]
...I could remember, if I chose to. Eons ago it was his intent to awaken her soul's memories, though not anymore. He would not see 'Era' erased, and neither would I. It's... nice, I suppose. To know that he could bring her back through me, but never would. That he... loves me? At least to some extent.
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['Nice'. And with a question mark? Talk about downplaying.]
If he thought differently he'd be a huge jerk. Not erasing you is kinda the lowest possible bar.
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[ She lets out something between a snort and a laugh. ]
The lowest possible bar was doing his utmost to ensure my soul would burst from corrupted aether, turning me into a mindless monster that would feast first upon my friends, then the worlds I love.
Restoring my soul's memories—uplifting me to become Hemera once more—would have been a bit of a higher bar.
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[He better not have, or there will be Words.]
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[ She honestly can't think of anything awful he's done to her while in Havenwell, which only serves to fluster her just a bit. ]
He's a very good boyfriend. He goes out of his way to make sure my aetheric illness is always under control, and that I stay healthy.
[ Considering she only has it because of him (and, well. Deerington too...) it's only fair. ]
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[ But by the look on her face, it's obvious she doesn't quite understand what he's getting at. ]
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We doing this or what? You can ponder your standards after I kick your ass.
[Said half in jest; he knows very well that a fight between them could go either way at any given time.]
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[ She pulls her knives out again, now that the unruly rocks have been taken care of. ]
So eager to beat up a little girl!
[ She knows that she'll most likely lose this spar with her body so weak and undeveloped at the moment, but doesn't particularly care. Sparring is fun, even if the outcome is predetermined. ]