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♥ December (Ranir) Event Log

a small fishing rod seated in snow, with the line leading down a water hole
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
people ice skating around a rink at night, lit by multicolored star-shaped light fixtures

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!



PROMPT II: Fresh or Frozen
a hand dragging a stick through blue bioluminescence in water, followed by someone's feet stepping into the same

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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PROMPT III: Snow Problems
cartoonish images of dancing clouds, raining down snowflakes against a blue background

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.




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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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-08 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"How did they manage that?" he asked, raising a hand to his chin. Was it a voluntary means of travel? Were some worlds so advanced that they could do such a thing?
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[personal profile] pinkmin 2022-01-09 01:51 pm (UTC)(link)
She had to think about that one very hard. How did they manage that? Really it didn't make a lot of sense if you tried to examine it deeply, and she just hadn't been paying that much attention while she was there. She'd never had the intention of leaving.

"FDC had trains that would go to different places, and some people came via their own spaceship or warp rings. Others simply appeared. If there were rules to how it worked, I did not know them."
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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-09 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"I never would've guessed . . . "

Trains? Spaceship and warp rings? What were warp rings? Just as he had half a mind to ask what exactly FDC was, he remembered that they were standing in what was ostensibly another library and that Vianca was actually busy.

"Sorry. I don't mean to keep you." He turned back to the books on the shelf before them. "Do you have any suggestions?"
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[personal profile] pinkmin 2022-01-10 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
Vianca gave a tiny shake of her head. Being kept was perfectly fine. All she'd been doing was putting up some decorations, after all. Nothing that couldn't wait until a nice visit was over. Looking up at the shelves again, Vianca gestured between the two main sections and their selections.

"If you would like fantasy, Master of the Bands is a strong choice. There are also informational pieces, if you wanted to learn about chocobos or pikmin."
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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-11 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
He would never say no to a story, fantasy or otherwise. Informational pieces were more up his alley, however, and his eyes instantly flitted to one of the relevant volumes.

"Chocobos and pikmin? Are those two types of foreign species?"
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[personal profile] pinkmin 2022-01-11 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
“Yes. Noctis has his chocobo here so you might meet one. Captain is very pretty, she is a big bird.”

Vianca lifted her free hand as far up as her tiny arm would allow. Big. Big bird. Bigger than this, even.
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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-12 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
His eyes faintly lit up at the mention of bird, and the intrigue in them remained as he watched her gesticulate.

"When you put it like that, she must be truly remarkable in stature. I'll have to read all about her kind." He paused. "What about pikmin?"
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[personal profile] pinkmin 2022-01-13 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
She nodded. Yes, please read about very good birds. Learn which treats Captain will be expecting on your meeting. Very good.

"Pikmin are very small plant-creatures. They come in various shapes and colors." Vianca reached up on her tip toes to lightly tap the spine of a particular book. Not too far away from the journal was Overcoming Timidity, peeking just into Vianca's view. Alright, let's continue then.

"The captain that found our planet kept a journal about us as he observed things."
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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-14 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Kind of her to point it out and even go on her toes for it. Louis reached up, his hand hovering near the spine, when he craned his neck back toward Vianca with a blink.

"You're a pikmin?"

A plant creature?
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[personal profile] pinkmin 2022-01-24 04:59 am (UTC)(link)
She'd already said this much. This was just one more step in getting comfortable with this again. He seemed nice so far. It was probably fine...?

"Yes." Her voice had already been very quiet, but the admission came softer. "... We do not all look like people. I learned that at school."
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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-24 05:11 am (UTC)(link)
"You did say that you come in various shapes . . . " He never would've guessed Vianca to be one of them, though. And what school was this? Did other pikmin attend? "Do you know why you look the way you do?"

He glanced back at the shelf and pulled out the journal as he asked. Chocobos could wait. Vianca was here, and the least he could do now was to learn more about her and her kind.
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[personal profile] pinkmin 2022-01-24 05:43 am (UTC)(link)
"Usually not people shapes," she pressed carefully. There would be no information about people-shaped pikmin in Olimar's notes, please don't be disappointed. Once he picked out the journal, Vianca gently pulled on his hand to lead him to one of the nearby couches. Come, sit.

"Many of the people that came to my school were not human. Some did not need to be to get by in classes, but there were classes to learn their shape and make things easier if they wanted. If I had stayed in the garden, I would not have learned."
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[personal profile] vamptired 2022-01-25 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
She was the proprietress. Whatever she said—or tugged—went, and he was eager to read more about pikmin. He moved as bade by her small hand in his, settling onto the nearest couch with the journal in his other hand, thinking all the while of how fascinating this school must have been.

"Do you enjoy learning?" he asked, curious.