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♥ May (Ealom) Event Log

small daisies in a worn out mug, set against an out of focus field in the background
May (Ealom) Event Log


Despite the fact that spacetime has been a bit questionable in recent days, the seasons carry on as they should. Spring has begun to grow warmer, the scent of flourishing local flowers often in the air as they are set out to decorate native shops and homes with a burst of lively color. On a larger scale, the march of time flows as inexorable and steady as ever; the question is if that will remain the case for long.



PROMPT I: Days of Future Past
a modern color photograph of a bridge, with an antique photograph taken in the same place superimposed over the center

Randomly throughout the city and following days, the scenery immediately before you may begin to waver as if rising steam distorts the air. The aura shimmers, then suddenly solidifies into a thin, golden line that abruptly opens sideways and upwards forming a window, which cannot be physically interacted with. Stand before this "window" long enough, and you may begin to see imagines of a past Havenwell...

    1. For those who have explored the city limits of Havenwell, they might be familiar with the ruins. If a character is atop a roof and looking out at the city scape, this vision depicts these ruins as destitute no longer. Instead, the buildings remain upright, tall, and in pristine condition. The tops of these buildings are crowned with small gardens, and their terraced architecture allows for flower-covered vines to spill all the way from the roofs to the paved streets below. The metropolis glimmers like a treasure trove in the waning sunlight, peaceful and grand. Continue watching this vision, and little lights within the buildings begin to blink on as evening dips into night. Within some buildings are those still toiling late at work, while other residents greet their families as they return.

    Curiously, some of those preparing to have their dinners with their family seem to engage in some sort of familial prayer, joining hands and reciting words. Others link hands and stand with their backs touching, tipping their heads so that the back of their heads touch, a ritual that some off-worlders may recognize.

    As for appearances within this window to the past, the locals are now flesh-and-blood. They are humanoid in appearance, bipedal, with two sets of eyes, one nose, and a mouth, but some have a few others features. Some sport feline-like ears puffing atop their heads, others have some that are distinctly more mouse-like, rounded as they converse. A family of those with scales, horns, and a tail, similar to the statues in Rawna's temple, begin to dine. A loving couple toasts to each other, and as they raises their arms, their luxurious wings almost sweep the ground.


    2.For those who are walking by the research towers, another window appears, depicting how the facility appeared before. Two researchers leave the campus in good spirits, sitting on a bench just outside. One of them holds a clipboard while the other sports a briefcase and thermos. While you cannot peer further into the vision, a snippet of their conversation can be heard clearly.

    "OM1 was a success, wasn't it?" The research chimes, bringing a hand rub at the feathers upon his chin. "That's great news. Thing's get better for the planet soon."

    "Yeah, I can't wait to get out of this body in general," the second researcher laughs as her pointed, fluffy ears atop her head swivel in the direction of her companion. "I'm tired of these ol' bones already."

    "Old? You're a decade younger than me!"


    3. Outside of the temple of Ainea, two locals, their bodies fully metallic, are having a discussion. One is draped in the stole of a priest, while the other wears a white lab coat.

    "The satellite didn't work," the researcher says. Frustration and defeat can be heard within his voice. "We haven't given up on making a beacon, but we can't afford to send another. It's up to the congregation now."

    "Peace, friend," the priest replies. Although his tone is calm, it is no less morose. "It's in the gods' hands now."


These scenes, among others (which you are free to write, taking inspiration from the lore collection along with some newly released entries!), can play out for passers-by, scattered throughout the city for the rest of the month. Some are unique, some will repeat; some are inconsequential, some feel startlingly important, as though you can feel what those in the memory must have felt in the moment. It's a strange experience, overall. As if the world is remembering itself.


PROMPT II: The Antiques Homeshow
an illustration of a pile of objects with a sign reading 'pile of lost stuff', captioned 'where is that darn thing'

With all the windows to time opening up here and there in town, the city is buzzing with excitement and nostalgia as the natives' memory banks are jump-started by familiar sights thought long gone. Seeing their old selves and visions of their old haunts has them invigorated in a way most haven't felt in centuries. But as time wears on, people will start to notice that the windows aren't just for looking through.

It starts with a giant tree, nearly 4 stories tall and meters thick, popping up in the middle of the Entertainment District's streets. Then scattered reports of outer city buildings and areas suddenly disappearing, replaced with tents or campfires. Finally, it happens - your own home is now host to these weird time windows and your things are experiencing the same problems as areas around the city.

Maybe your replicator has just turned into an actual pantry, with perishable food items that may or may not be familiar to you. Weird fruits and vegetables, something that seems like flour? Or is it salt? A salty flour that’s apparently some sort of yeast? Who knows! Good luck finding out. What about your bed? What used to be a comfortable double with plush pillows is abruptly a straw mat with mice! Or a giant four-post canopy king-sized bed made for a room that is definitely 6 times bigger than what you have, and it has completely subsumed your room to the point where you can’t open the door anymore. Hopefully you’re cool with climbing in and out of the windows instead!

Maybe the changes are less obtrusive for some. Their favorite coffee cup is now a jeweled goblet. Their clothes have gone from the height of modern fashion to the height of “what era is this?” fashion. Their carefully cultivated garden is now a wild, overgrown jungle! The time windows seem to be sending in objects from every era, past and future, creating havoc both big and small across the city.

Thankfully, however, these changes don’t seem to be permanent. If the object is removed from its window area, it reverts back to its original form over time. However, damaging anything from the past has unforeseen consequences in the future, so do be careful. Cutting down that tree could mean a building in the future doesn’t get built, or removing a flower from the jungle may lead to the extinction of a known Havenwell plant! Or maybe it does nothing. Time is weird that way. Good luck with stepping on that butterfly effect!


PROMPT III: Powering the Conduits
animated gif of an illustrated sparkling blue crystal floating between a pair of hands

Another joint announcement comes from the researchers and priests, and they are happy to report they've been investigating and fine-tuning the prototype crystal conduits as developed by a few off-worlders. These past two weeks, they've been vigorously testing and retesting the prototype's effects on the caustic atmosphere of the outside world. Whereas the first version caused a thinning of what heavy, mysterious miasma hangs in the air, it was unable to project a proper barrier or last long. They hope to refine what the dedicated off-worlders started, and for that, they need volunteers.

Specifically, they need volunteers to help charge these individual crystal-conduits' with the power generated through touch! Researchers will be handing out these small, amber-colored crystals to those who are interested in helping, encouraging the off-worlder to wear the and hold someone's hand, hug them, or be especially lovely-dovey-kissy-wissy with whomever their SO may be. This is in the name of science, it's very important. But be warned, since these are still being tested, a few unlocking people may have experience a couple side effects:
    Creating One's Own Personal Barrier: It seems rather counter-intuitive, but when the crystals are overcharged, they may automatically project a barrier that expands, pulses in an unstable fashion, and then shrinks around the wearer and whomever they're engaging in touch, trapping you both. Thankfully, this will last a few minutes at most before the barrier vanishes.

    Siphoning Power: Some of the crystals may have been accidentally programed to take too much power from those wearing the crystal-conduit, causing whomever is wearing the gem to rapidly begin to deteriorate in energy and health. Effects can be a little as feeling tired, to outright collapsing.

When your crystal-conduit is fully charged, the researchers ask that they be delivered back to the towers for further analysis.




This event will run from 15 May to 31 May. 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!
tempusfinis: (030)

[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-16 01:27 am (UTC)(link)
[ He's in good hands. Literally.

...But it's not as comforting as it could be, considering how long that is. Someone else gave a similar answer of being here a long time. ]


You mean... you haven't been home in that amount of time.
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[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-16 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[He hums agreement, looking at the same scene. "Must be nice" is on the tip of his tongue, but he swallows it.]

They may still be around, in their robot bodies. I wonder if they're still happy.
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[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-16 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
I see.

[Not quite the same as when his dreams turn dark, but it's not hard to imagine.]

It's good your friend was here to pull you out.
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-16 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
Maybe. [ He hums, placing his free hand on the side of his hip, speaking slowly. ] You can still be happy without memories. [ In this case, not only the memories of who might not be here but also of who they once were.

But. There is something about seeing this scene and knowing that all within it may have been forgotten, one way or another, that bothers him. But he can't quite place his finger on it. ]
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[personal profile] this_loser 2022-06-16 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
[He smile twitches, and he laughs, though it's a bit forced.]

Ahh. No. I, uh, was stuck somewhere else before I came here. Haven't actually seen home in like... [He purses his lips and counts back.] Five years.
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-16 02:11 am (UTC)(link)
[ Five--

A little too quickly for his tired state to support, his head snaps up. ]


That's too long.
Edited 2022-06-16 02:12 (UTC)
wakemelater: (sideglare)

[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-16 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
[Nico frowns, troubled.] Not in my experience.

But...if you don't know what you've lost, then... [Then maybe it is possible, to be happy without knowing your past. He finds it hard to imagine, though.]
this_loser: (01 smile look down)

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-06-16 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
[That gets a sudden bark of laughter out of Prompto.]

You're telling me!

[He calms, and smiles.] But...it's okay. I have family here, and friends. It helps. And someday, I'll get to go home.

[He has to believe that.]
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[personal profile] ghoulserrand 2022-06-16 04:18 pm (UTC)(link)
It is. I... I don't think it would've hurt me, to stay in the dream. I know what I am and what it feels like. At worst, that's what I'd be.

But he pulled me out anyway and we settled things and we went through his dream instead. He was good at making it change, but, he's had magic for a longer than I've even existed.

[He glances around.]

Still, I'm glad it looks everything repaired itself. If there's anything you want, just say the word. I've heard the replicator food isn't as good.
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-17 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
[ Machina watches the other's expression for a moment longer. When he replies, his gaze is leveled with his, unsatisfied but determined. ]

We're going to find a way back.
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-17 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[ Machina seems reluctant to pursue this topic, even if he's the one who brought it up, and so appears to choose his words slowly. ]

They wouldn't know what was lost, but... The answer to fixing this world and for us to return home may lie in their memories. For those reasons alone, these visions probably have some merit.
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[personal profile] whenyouneedme 2022-06-17 04:23 pm (UTC)(link)
If there was anything particularly worrying about the coziness of Shinji's lean, it wasn't super evident just yet. All of Shinji's other signs of being very tired weren't quite there. There was nothing wrong with being extra snuggly while stationary. Only endearing things here.

"Sure," Kai casually agreed, gently wheeling them around in a walkable direction. "We can get our legs good and stretched."
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[personal profile] hedgehogsdilemma 2022-06-17 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
A walk it is, then! But the particular brand of coziness going on is probably not the most conducive to a stroll, so please do not mind as Shinji picks Kai's arm up off his shoulders so that they can simply hold hands between themselves as they go. That means he's gotta let some of those leans ease up, but that's not, like, impossible or anything.

"Anywhere you wanted to go?" They can always just wander, but if there are any errands to run or things to see, may as well kill another bird with this stone, right?
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[personal profile] whenyouneedme 2022-06-18 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, farewell extra coziness. Hello, familiar hand. Kai threaded their fingers together as he hummed, thinking over their possibilities. "We could just wander a bit," Kai mused as they started on their way, perfectly able bodied and not at all in need of any leaning.

"Oh, or we could go check on Gojira." Their lizard nephew was probably in need of illegal snacks, it had been a hot minute since the last time he had the forbidden goodies.
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[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-18 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not a comfortable topic. But what Machina says makes sense.]

So we should find more of these visions and gather as much information as we can.
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-18 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Exactly.

[ He gives the other a nod, looking off to his right. These "windows" could be anywhere, and the city is fairly large...

But he's determined to investigate. ]
We should split up. Cover more ground. On our devices, we can record what we find. How about that?
wakemelater: (confuse curious)

[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-19 12:17 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds good.

[He doesn't do a lot of recording - has never actually recorded something - but he's pretty sure he can figure it out.

He steps to the left, pulling his hand free.]


I'll send you whatever I find.

wakemelater: (smirk)

[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-19 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
[A very good friend, then.]

The replicator food is terrible. You can upgrade them, but...

[But he can't really afford it, and he's not great with the touching aspect of this place. Thanks the gods for the cafes.

He sits back, thinking.]


How are the chocolate milkshakes?
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[personal profile] ghoulserrand 2022-06-19 12:47 am (UTC)(link)
Nothing like the real deal.

[He nods, understanding. Well done food made all the difference. Of course, for himself, he's just grateful to have something that works.

He grins at Nico, taps a rhythm on the table, then closes his eyes in concentration. It takes a moment and then a waitress with a wry smile comes on up with a serving tray of two tall shakes in old-fashioned glasses, straws and cream on top.]


One for you, and one for the fool who comes to work on his time off.

[Teo laughs at this and further grins at her, not knowing her exactly, but knowing she knew him, at least a little. He draws his shake to himself. He doesn't waste a moment in bringing the straw to his lips. He keeps his noises to himself, but just barely.]

Pretty good, I'd say.
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[personal profile] this_loser 2022-06-19 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
[How intense! Prompto nods, all smiles dropping, though he doesn't quite match Machina's seriousness.]

We will. I know we will. It's just a matter of when, not if, right?
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-19 03:25 pm (UTC)(link)
That's right.

[ Perhaps in part through the contact they're sharing and the motivation from trying to return home, Machina appears better than he had been a minute ago. ]

Saving this world is all fine, but I'm sure you got people at home that want to see you, or things to do, too.
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[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-06-20 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Nico thanks the waitress. She may be a dream, but respect is respect.

The shake looks like every other old-style diner shake he's ever had. He pulls his shake close and gives it a sip. It tastes like every diner shake he's ever had, as well. He nods his agreement - it's good.]


Did you really work here, or is that only a dream-thing?


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[personal profile] this_loser 2022-06-21 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
["Home" is complicated. He misses it, he wants to go back, he feels an obligation to be there. But he knows the future waiting there for him is not going to be pleasant.

But...

He nods.]
Sure. There's people I miss. [He thinks of Gladio. Ignis. Cindy, Iris, Aranea...] But I'm not so sure they're missing me.

If the gods here could take us from any point in time, then maybe they can send us back to that same point. In that case, how long we spend here doesn't really matter. My world is still going to be there, just how I left it.
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[personal profile] tempusfinis 2022-06-21 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
[ And that's... the first Machina has heard of such a theory, so it gives him some pause. It's nice, but. There's no way to really know (as far as he's aware).

So before he replies, there's a thoughtful pause. ]


You're willing to count on that hope?
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[personal profile] this_loser 2022-06-21 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[No. There's no way to know. But Prompto doesn't even think about it.]

Yes. I know there's a good chance I'll go home, and it'll be five years later. That probably makes more sense. But there's also a chance that I don't go home at all. I could end up on some other world. Maybe I never go home.

[He shrugs.] If I'm going to believe in something, it might as well be the thing I want most.

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