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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!
this_loser: (Default)

Prompto Argentum | OTA

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-17 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[Help Wanted]
[The bar, for the most part, isn't too affected by time shenanegans. Sure, parts of it look like it had pre-upgrade. And the distillery is missing. But for the most part, it's operational.

Oh, and there's no food, unless one really enjoys nachos. But that has less to do with the weird goings-on, and more because Insomnia 2.0's cook has "gone home". Ignis had been teaching Prompto to cook - but Prom isn't confident enough in those new abilities to actually sell the food he makes.

So after taking some time to mourn, he slaps a sign on the door.

HELP WANTED
Inquire Within
]



[Conduit]

1. [He's not feeling particularly affectionate right now, but this is for Science and the betterment of the world, right? So naturally, the first thing he does is hold the crystal up to the light and take some pictures of it. Or maybe he's just procrastinating. But eventually, he'll start hunting around for a crystal-charging partner.]

2. [Once he's found a partner, he's content to sit and hold hands and make small-talk. Until a barrier springs up around them. No one mentioned side-effects.]

Is this supposed to happen?
carbungle: <user name=fontech> (396)

help wanted

[personal profile] carbungle 2022-05-17 11:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Noctis had technically been the bouncer since Cloud's disappearance, but it mostly comes down to chilling at the bar or playing with his phone, since most folks are pretty chill when they visit. It's a very easy job with a more flexible schedule than any he grew up with, which means he feels no guilt being a little late. Hence, Prompto beat him to the bar the day the sign goes up. He pauses at the door, studying for a moment, quietly putting the pieces together. Then, inside he goes, calling out,]

You could've just asked, you know.
this_loser: (00 neutral ac garb)

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-18 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
You already have a job!

[Not that being a bouncer at the most relaxed bar in the most relaxed city in the universe is in any way demanding or needed. But he likes having his BFF around.

The voice comes from a back room, before Prompto pokes his head out.]


You wanna cook for me?
carbungle: <user name=fontech> (159)

[personal profile] carbungle 2022-05-18 01:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Job," he says.

[You can practically feel the air-quotes. He shrugs his shoulders as he slips in behind the bar to pour himself a drink, non-alcoholic but definitely sugary.]

I want to help, you dork. [He sure as hell isn't going to try to fill in Ignis' shoes, but he's not just going to stand around staring down customers if Prompto needs more hands behind the bar.] I'm not gonna make any Specs-level masterpieces, but if you need a sub until you find a real chef, I'm just saying.
this_loser: (01 smile hand)

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-18 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
[He sticks his tongue out, but doesn't dispute it. Instead, he pours himself a cola with a splash of whiskey.]

You don't have to be an Iggy-level chef to make cheese sticks and buffalo wings, dude.

[But...]

That would be great, though. I would like that.
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[personal profile] carbungle 2022-05-18 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
Guess that's true. And if nothing else I know how to deep fry.

[All that time making bento and sushi at the old restaurant finally paying off. In... a different restaurant.]

But sure... it's no big deal. I can't imagine trying to run a whole restaurant solo.

[Even if he hadn't already been bouncing here, he'd come around more. It can't be easy for Prompto, not just taking over so suddenly, but now doing it without Ignis.]
kingkingcxiii: Younger Days (Younger Days)

[Help Wanted]

[personal profile] kingkingcxiii 2022-05-19 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Regis is rather glad to see that the bar isn't being affected by odd time slips going on. One had appeared in Valeo earlier and had thrown him for quite the loop. He's still trying to shake the odd feeling as he arrives, carrying two newly potted fire flowers in his hands. Bars aren't really known for their flora, but he's certain that Prompto won't mind having something to brighten the place up, especially now that Ignis is gone.

Besides, if the sign on the door is any indication, he could likely use the company. Plants aren't the same as people--especially when those people are ones you really care about--but they are better than nothing, and much better than any cooking Regis could offer. He might have improved during the time Ardyn's spent teaching him, but cooking is one skill he will never feel he has mastered.]


Greetings, Prompto. How are things today?
this_loser: (00 neutral blue tint)

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-19 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
[He doesn't like deep frying. Hot oil is honestly frightening. It fights back. But he does like fried food.]

A very important skill.

[He hums.] I kind of expected to originally. [Iggy had returned after he took over from Gladio. Though having the extra help was a huge blessing.] Anyway, I've still got you. And Kyoko's still hanging on.
carbungle: hobbitholmes @ dw (228)

[personal profile] carbungle 2022-05-19 01:39 am (UTC)(link)
[Either because he grew up playing with magic fire or he's a freak of nature, Noct's chill with it, so... good fit for him, at least for now.]

I'm sure Pyra would help too, if you brought it up.

[If it wasn't a dick move to volunteer her services outright, he'd do it, because there's no doubt in his mind she'd be happy to lend a hand at least sometimes.]
shroudedsecrets: (touch me with your love ;)

Honerva | ota

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2022-05-19 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
( iii. the things we do For Science )

[ While it's possible that some might recall the initial work being referenced, this aspect of it is a little new, and while Honerva has not spoken too much of it, the fact that this project is now being presented to other offworlders as an activity has certainly caught her notice.

So, she is actively volunteering. Whether the experiment is a pre-planned arrangement or if someone seemed curious about learning information pertaining to it after the local's broadcast--maybe the place of choice is a cozy spot where one can observe an inexplicable vision window or something not being quite right in the area while considering the crystals they're charging.

Surely, this will all go smoothly, right? ]


( wildcard )

[ Or you know, come visit Affurgato! or any of the other options for chatting if science isn't your thing. ]
scourgingstars: (this was my home)

iii

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2022-05-19 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, this is certainly nice.

[And who else would be more perfect to enlist for an afternoon of handholding-based science?]

I would not have expected to be of much use to your hard work in any academic sense, so I admit I'm thrilled to be of aid like this.
scourgingstars: (all a fire needs is a single spark)

joins the help wanted train

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2022-05-19 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well, what else was he going to do? Gods forbid he just pass by a sign like that, rather than stick his head in the door.]

...Hello, anyone home?
hedgehogsdilemma: (His little friend Tails was part of the)

Shinji Ikari | OTA

[personal profile] hedgehogsdilemma 2022-05-20 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
I
This. Is not his beautiful garden.

This is clearly someone else's beautiful garden, which has opened up and swallowed the efforts he's put into the yard of his home. It's not much of a jungle, but the plants that are flourishing here are absolutely nothing like what he's planted. Strange fruit bushes and beautiful flowers, carefully tended to and cultivated with care, blooming largely and wonderfully.

Uh... huh.

He is torn somewhere between awe and panic - this is something worth admiring! But! What! Happened to all of the plants that were here before!!

"What in the...?"


II
Testing out devices the off-worlders helped make, huh? Interesting... very interesting. Such a collaborative effort surely means that it's worth looking into, and eventually Shinji finds himself with one of the crystal conduits in his temporary possession. He's not about to get all touchy-feely with simply whomever, but a friendly face? Someone who he's cool with casual contact? Hey, maybe they can charge up one of these things!
shroudedsecrets: (the soul never dies ;)

[personal profile] shroudedsecrets 2022-05-20 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
Only goes to prove that you should not count yourself out.

[ Probably a Lup-ism if there ever was one. ]

Your aid will certainly go far in this. Perhaps even more because of our... affection for another.
scourgingstars: (into the setting sun)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2022-05-20 12:43 am (UTC)(link)
I am always glad to be of help to you. [He pressed a light kiss to the back of her hand, smiling.]

It is quite an important test to determine if we can make this a bit more efficient, is it not?
kingkingcxiii: Look Forward (Look Forward)

( iii. the things we do For Science )

[personal profile] kingkingcxiii 2022-05-20 01:33 am (UTC)(link)
Considering how little the priests cared about this experiment not long ago, I didn't think this day would come so fast. I wonder how much their change of heart has to do with the memories that are returning to them in bits and pieces.

[Regis gives her a smile and motions to a seat next to her.]

May I join you?
wakemelater: (straitface)

Nico di Angelo | OTA

[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-05-20 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
I. Days of Future Past
[When the first window opens, Nico is a few steps from his home. Whatever his original destination was, it's forgotten. He watches a scene play out, feeling a little guilty. It feels like looking in on someone else's memory. But he doesn't feel guilty enough not to look. The appearance of the locals as they had been is interesting to him.

He moves up to a rooftop to see if the phenomena is happening elsewhere, and spends a long while looking at visions of past-Havenwell.

When he tires of that, he sets off to hunt for more windows. Even if one is already occupied, he'll slide in to watch too.]


II. Dreamwalking - For Teo
[As soon as he falls asleep, Nico quickly abandons the clutter of memories that make up his dreams for the fuzzy gray landscape that makes up the space between. He'd told Teo he would try to find him, which is the tricky part. He doesn't know what Teo's dreams look like, and he's only met the guy once.

Eventually, he stops and concentrates. And also yells Teo's name. It might work!]


Wildcard
[Open to anything! Though the dream prompt is directed at Teo, if anyone else wants to play in dreamland, hit me up~ ([plurk.com profile] deadtea]
ghoulserrand: (Living Nervous)

II

[personal profile] ghoulserrand 2022-05-20 02:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Abandoning the clutter of disjointed memories is always the hardest part for him. Being conscious in the waking world is what sets him apart from the other dead. Being conscious while asleep too, well that's asking a lot. He still doesn't know how he did it the first time.

He's caught in a gorey slideshow of fractured memory and even older splinters of life. He's not particularly thinking of how to escape. But something calls his name. Someone, and the voice calls from deeper in the dream. He has the vaguest sense of drifting. He tries to move his limbs with purpose. And then-

He wakes with a start in the diner. The golden light streaming through is the same as before. Everyone in it is the same. He's the same. A laugh of relief escapes him and he doesn't even choke on it.

He pushes himself up and slips out of the booth, making his way across the tile, taking in the sounds of radio crackling. He pushes out the front door and this time pauses in the entry way so he doesn't simply drop into water like the first time. He gears up and hops to the first stone. But, rather than an endless sea with stepping stones, this time it all seems to fade into fog. He frowns.]


NICO!

[He cups his hands around his mouth and yells again.]

NICOOO!

[What is he doing? Is he really yelling into the abyss and hoping for the best? This is stupid. He tries to hop to another stone and hopes the fog lifts the further he goes.]
this_loser: (Default)

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-20 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
[Gasp!]

Think so? I'll ask when I see her again.

[They could get the whole household involved... Except little Vianca. She's too young for a bar...]
this_loser: (01 grin)

Re: [Help Wanted]

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-20 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[The office in the back suddenly becoming a storage room was startling, and inconvenient, as he was planning on taking a nap on the couch. The bar Prompto is leaning over is intact, and a bar is all a bar really needs!

He looks up and smiles as Regis enters.]


Getting by. [He tilts his head at the flowers.] Whatcha got there?
this_loser: (01 smile blk bg)

Choo choo~

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-20 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Yup!

[Prompto pops up from under the bar with a rag in one hand and a bottle of cleaner in the other.]

Oh, hey, how's it going?
scourgingstars: (over and in last call for sin)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2022-05-20 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Well enough, I should think. [Stepping inside, Ardyn gestured back towards the door to indicate the sign.]

What of yourself? Are you having trouble?
wakemelater: (smirk)

[personal profile] wakemelater 2022-05-20 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[Aha!

He hears his name in the distance and sends himself in that direction. It's a dream - time and distance are irrelevant - so it only takes a moment for him to materialize in front of Teo, the same way he'd appear out of the shadows in the waking world.

Unexpectedly, he finds himself on a stone surrounded by water, his arms wheeling to keep balance.]


Whoa!
this_loser: (00 tilted head)

[personal profile] this_loser 2022-05-20 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
That's good!

[He keeps his smile in place, even if the question makes him unhappy. He busies himself with wiping down the counter (it's already been cleaned).]

No trouble. Just...down one cook, and I'm not all that great in the kitchen.
scourgingstars: (see the sun blotted out from the sky)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2022-05-20 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh... [Faltering a little awkwardly, he rubbed the back of his neck while scrambling for the right words.]

Well, I...wouldn't say I'm anywhere near as skilled, but if it is a matter of simply needing an extra set of hands, I might be available.

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