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APRIL 2018 EVENT LOG
THE WIND RISES The city of Recollé. By now, several of you have probably heard of the regions just beyond the city and some of you may even plan to travel! With the world at your fingertips, there's nothing stopping you from exploring and learning about the world around you. On the other hand...well. When it rains, it pours. I. Pesgare is known for its rainy seasons and even while it storms the markets are ripe with wares, the townspeople are friendly and the little village remains profitable. However, as April continues onward the rain doesn't let up. In the early part of the month disaster strikes in the form of a tsunami. The waves crash and pull the whole city underwater, disrupting the lives of the villagers and the area at least 300 miles out including all fishing boats, islands and more. Strangely, you won't notice until you cross the appropriate nautical points, dragging you straight into the water. Upon entering this region you'll find yourself unable to breathe at first, struggling until an air bubble fits itself over your head. The need to breathe is no longer a pressing issue and it allows you to get a clear view of the village. The village itself is mostly intact and the citizens of the village have their own bubble-esque helmets helping them navigate the waters. Delighted by your presence, they'll ask for help with Pesgare's restoration process of rebuilding shops, fixing their wares and even breaking apart a dam a few miles out from the village to drain the water. Though draining will help, it will still take time for the village to dry out. However, the longer you stay under water helping out or enjoying your stay, the stranger you may begin to feel. Your might find yourself gasping for air every now and then while being in the bubble. Perhaps your throat will remain dry and parched no matter how much water you drink. Or, perhaps, you'll look down and notice the bright shiny scales popping up in patches across your skin. Do you continue to help or do you abandon ship? You may want to make your decision quickly. The more fish-like you become, the louder the sound of the sea becomes as it calls you home to drag you further into the abyss below. II. It starts out innocently enough. One day you're out in the city going about your day, and the next the earth begins to rumble and the ground near the subway splits. The tunnels underground collapse in on themselves as a large region made of chasms, caves and forges uproots itself and begins to float higher and higher into the sky right above Recollé. Anyone nearby can watch as Respatrum floats upward and they'll be able to catch the glimpses of the small fire spirits escaping their hearths, cackling all the way as they race through other parts of Respatrum and even down into Recollé. These creatures will begin to inhabit large statues of varying kinds, aircraft, and appliances such as stoves, microwaves, televisions and more. The residents of Respatrum will extend a large bronze ladder down from the region in the sky to the city to allow citizens the chance to visit and return the spirits to their rightful hearths, but that's not always easy! While the fire won't burn your hands, the spirits are mischievous and having the time of their lives. Even if you manage to coax them out of their current hiding places, they'll be more than happy to hide inside of you instead. Those possessed by fire spirits will feel warm and suddenly overconfident, brash and unruly as they do things they may not have felt brave enough to do before. The longer the spirits reside in you, however, the more likely it will be that they make themselves too comfortable. A change of heart alters your personality entirely to be more reckless and dark feathers begin to sprout as large raven-like wings appear. Though the wings will help you fly, the longer you're possessed the harder it will be purge the spirits and bring Respatrum back underground where it belongs. Items from Respatrum cannot be brought to the city of Recollé and will immediately be possessed by fire spirits to jump back up into the sky. While it's easy to bribe the spirits with games, objects and promises, purging the spirits from these objects will take work and may require you to bring all items (or yourself) to the people of Respatrum to remove the pesky creatures. III. For those of you who want to get away from it all and take a vacation to Bosuma, you're in luck! The forest is bright and luminous as usual and the weird night pollen seems to have worn off. Your emotional state seems to be free from influence and you're able to enjoy a nice relaxing stroll through nature. Strangely though when you try to leave you'll find yourself on a path you know you did not take on your way in. Your feet seem to be on autopilot as you wander further and further into the woods, away from bright flowers and happy animals and deeper into thickets of vines and marshy wetlands. Trying to backtrack leads you on a continuous loop deeper and deeper into the woods as you soon come across a bubbly swamp, lush greenery and a small stone house. As you approach the house (or even as you try to leave), you'll find yourself confused about how you got there and you may not even recognize the people you're with. Who are they? And better question, who are you? Your own name? How could you have possibly forgotten something such as that? Fear not. While you ponder your name and your mere existence, the door to the house will open and a young woman will step out. Taking pity on you, she'll give you a glance and bestow a new name on you. It may be one with some significance to you or it may be one you've never heard of before. However, with a new name and a new identity comes a price. The witch has waited quite some time for new souls to enter this part of the woods. Memories are tricky, aren't they? Surely you want your memories of your life back and not just memories of another life you may have lived. The witch is kind and benevolent enough to take you by the hand and make you a deal. Complete one task for her in three days' time and you'll return to who you once were. If not…well. You'll find out. Tasks may range from something as simple as being kind to a stranger, performing on stage, collecting half-priced Easter candy or anything that will challenge you. The witch knows your greatest fears and will push you into tasks that conflict with your comfort zones. You're free to return to the city, of course, but the countdown begins as soon as the witch seals the deal. If the task is not completed in three days time, no matter where you are in the world, you'll find yourself pulled right back to the woods to take on a new appearance. Others will have to find you in the woods and identify you, giving your true identity back and helping you reclaim your rightful memories lest you lose yourself forever. IV. Perhaps you're feeling particularly brave and take a trip to Magatus. Known for its bright, colorful lights in the sky and its wintery atmosphere, it may surprise you to find that setting foot into the region sends you straight into total darkness. A dizzying sensation hits faster than you can blink and you'll find yourself knocked unconscious. Minutes later (or perhaps hours, or maybe even days), you'll awaken thanks to the howl of a wolf nearby and find yourself in a hidden cave not far from the main town. The sky appears to be its same beautiful colors and no injuries are present. Upon closer examination, a new mark appears on your skin and seems to glow an eerie color not unlike the heart stones from February. The color may even be the same. This mark cannot be rubbed off and it glows even through layers of clothing. Asking around the village will render little answers as the townspeople acknowledge it's a mark and think nothing of it. After some time though perhaps you'll get lucky and receive the answer you're looking for. "A curse", they say, and they gesture to the forest at the base of the mountains and surrounding the town. Wandering into the forest seeking an answer, you'll find yourself growing weak and fatigued, energy fading and the mark glowing even brighter as you hear the whispers of several voices around you. Coming from the trees, you'll hear them discussing your personal failures and things you regret, things you've been running away from or things you harbor guilt over. Maybe it's a lie you told your parents, or maybe it's something much, much larger. Even when you return to the city the mark stays though it doesn't glow as bright. As you ignore the mark, or even as you puzzle out how to remove it, the mark will begin to spread over your skin as more time passes. Without breaking the curse the mark will begin to sting and act as a constant reminder that it's there, bringing forth physical ailments as well. Those who are cursed will begin to feel feverish and delirious, chills running through them and something akin to a particularly nasty case of the flu plaguing them. Nightmares begin to haunt them as well any time they close their eyes, the mark manifesting their failures into their dream-like state. Whether by word of mouth, trial and error or simply talking it out, it becomes clear that the only way to break this curse is by admitting the failures the trees have brought forth and receiving forgiveness whether that's from who you've wronged, another party involved, or yourself. As the curse is broken, the mark simply dies down and all signs disappear into your skin, leaving you free to return to Magatus without fear of infection again. V. But what about those of you who decide to stay home this month? April is the beginning of spring and that includes Spring Break for all Recollé schools. Now seems like the perfect time to kick back and relax, right? Think again. At least once a week from April 3rd until April 30th, citizens of Recollé will hear the sudden flurry of papers and impact of boxes as piles and piles of undelivered mail falls straight from the sky (missing Respatrum, somehow) and into the streets below. There are letters and care packages, orders from Amazon.com and important documents and even some "FRAGILE, PLEASE DO NOT DROP" boxes that appear in these piles. As the wind picks up, the packages begin to dance through the street and scatter around the city and you may find yourself slapped in the face by a letter addressed to a friend. A stranger's package might appear on your doorstep. As citizens begin to sort through the mail it becomes clear that these are packages sent from all over the world from outside of the city to those living in Recollé, a backlog of undelivered mail from several months ago until now. While there are no signs that the outside world is aware mail hasn't come through, the packages themselves are a bit…unusual. Seemingly normal on the outside, as you approach to pick something up some packages may take on a life of their own and transform. Envelopes will open up and reveal razorsharp teeth, shouting the contents of the letter to whomever it is addressed to. Packages will sprout legs and begin to run away to engage you in a game of tag. That pesky wind continues to be a nuisance as it blows heavily and creates a whirlwind of color and letters that trap you in place. Good luck with your spring cleaning, Recollé! You're going to need it. BONUS. While all of this is going on, the cherry blossoms are blooming, the birds are singing, and sometime on April 4th, all Retrospec users will receive a message from Zee. Jo already gave you the heads up, but we're working with some weird effects that are sweeping in as residual from other places. Kind of makes it hard to gauge just what's happening out there, but hey. At least Maury took a vacation finally. Citizens will also find as spring rolls in, small rabbit-like creatures begin popping up...and multiplying...and will be more than content to follow Retrospec users around. They love being fed and exploring, but do take care not to follow them too much! They don't always notice where they're going and could very well lead characters right out of the city and toward one of the other regions. Welcome to ![]() For prompt 3: please do not give your characters their canonical name as their new fake name! If they do not already remember their canonical name, we ask that you come up with something else. Other characters who do not venture into the swamp will remember your character's name but they will be unable to speak it for the first three days, or until characters complete their tasks. Characters who fail and lose their identities will still have mannerisms of their former selves but will need to be identified by others to regain their true selves. For prompt 4: the curse mark can be located anywhere and spread anywhere, and it can be any sort of failure your character would personally be affected by! You are also free to play with physical ailments and nightmares as much or as little as you'd like. For prompt 5: this is only mail coming from the outside and addressed to characters in-game! This is not mail that is outgoing and after this mail will resume its usual "cannot be delivered" status. At this time, phone calls out are still unavailable. FINALLY: Each prompt is eligible for one free memory! That is to say you are able to earn up to five extra free memories if you thread all five of these prompts. For freebies to qualify, we ask that the thread that you turn in working toward each objective is a minimum of 5 comments from you and shows clear intent to work toward each prompt's goal (i.e. helping in Pesgare, rounding up fire spirits in Respatrum, regaining your name/doing your task for Bosuma, breaking your curse in Magatus, and delivering mail in Recollé). Please note that we will not accept multiple threads for multiple freebies on the same prompt. Any questions you have regarding this event may be directed to the mod comment here. |
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[ Chibi Totoros... They're super cute and Minato's gotten his hands on a couple of them, trying to move them out of the way of his car so that he can pull out and go home, but they stick to him and refuse to leave. After a while, he just cuts his losses and sits down on the curb, a sketchbook and charcoal pencil out sketching the creatures. Or trying to, at least, seeing as they won't stop moving, but they all look the same anyways, so he can get away with referencing any one of the ones marching around him in circles... until they too start wandering off and Minato follows behind them, trying to finish up his sketch and having eyes on nothing but the rabbit spirits.
aka this is how I'm justifying him wandering off into the other locations outside of the city, this is my lazy catchall prompt for whether you want to play out totoro herding inside the city or something else outside of the city! Just specify which location and assume Minato runs into your character there, and I can write something more directed location-specific for us. ]
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gar, despite having spent the majority of the last few weeks avoiding being outside as much as possible, has finally been lured out of his comfort zone by the promise of tiny adorable animal... things.
he chases a conga line of five down a street while waving a box of what looks like dry cat food]
Wait, come baaaaack! I wanna take you hooooo -- oh hey Minato -- oooooome!
[gar appears to have had a full body dye job since they last met]
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What animal?
[ He can't think of anything off the top of his head that's entirely green and vaguely Gar-shaped. ]
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[Gar looks back - and his face isn't terribly different, despite the new color and pointed ears. He hadn't understood the question at all.]
...I dunno. I think they're some kinda rabbit things?
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Costasiella kuroshimae?
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The Totoros seem to enjoy his bike leather and like tiny little squids, have comically covered him all over.]
Gaaaaah! They're all over me!
[As was said. He stands his arms open until he spots Minato closed by. He doesn't want to kill then either by spinning so maybe having someone delicately pick them off...]
Help a bro out!
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Keep still...
[ He reaches over and picks up one of the totoros, and goes ahead and tucks it a little more securely inside Michel's coat so that its little head sticks out, just casually rearranging the totoros to be more aesthetically pleasing before he sits back down on the curb and continues to draw.
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...Or was, anyway. The little parade of Tiny Totoros is hard to miss, and once he actually realizes that he recognizes the person trailing along behind them, he's quick to step over and reach for Minato's shoulder.]
Hey, hey-- You're gonna fall into a bog at this rate or something.
[Or not, since the Totoros seem plenty happy to stick to the dry path, dancing their way around and collecting little fallen berries and sticks as they go.]
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There's no bogs in—
[ ...the forest. Minato turns his head, looking for the Towers poking up above the trees or something, but he can't see the mall and maybe this isn't the forest on the city's edge like he assumed. That doesn't really matter, though. ]
...Can I bother you to be my eyes for a bit, make sure I don't fall into bogs?
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[Really, he's more concerned about Minato's apparent willingness to trust him to lead the way through dense forest. He's got a keen eye, but what if he didn't!! He can't have bog blood on his hands...!
But it's a simple task, he supposes. And these rabbit things are cute. Like, ridiculously cute.]
I guess I can keep an eye out for a little while, though.
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[ A fancy word that means very little other than him putting things down on paper. It is part of a project Minato is working on, though, so he's grateful for the help. ]
Thanks. I shouldn't take much time, maybe a couple of hours. [ But Kashuu has nowhere he needs to be, right? Right. Minato holds up his sketchbook and flips through a couple of pages to show him what he's done so far. Realistic pencil drawings of several of the abnormal creatures that have showed up-- the rabbit spirits, some deer, a tortoise, mistletoe bats-- the rest of the paper filled with scribbled notes. ]
I'm putting together a field guide.
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[Wait, no. Someone heard Shinji say that when he saw the rabbit things on the sidewalk.]
N-not that I care or anything.
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They're pretty cute, huh? [ Maybe it's okay if Minato says it first. But actually, if there's somebody here, that's all the better for him. ]
Do you think you can help me catch one? They don't seem scared of people like wild rabbits are, so I'm hoping it'll be easy.
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[On the one hand, they're wild and Retrospec-related, and they might have weird powers.
On the other hand, they're cute as (it's fine if he says a bad word in his head) heck.]
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So it's incredibly distracting to have these... things bouncing after him all day long, after he made the mistake of cautiously offering a couple of them treats. For once, he isn't looking where he's going too distracted trying to shake them off.]
Go away! I told you I don't have anything else, why aren't you listening to me?! ["why are you arguing with rabbit spirits" is the better question here, but, y'know.]
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"Anything else"? Did you feed them? That's the wort thing you can do.
[ Yasusada has established himself as a food dispenser. He will never be left alone now. ]
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[He responds without looking, but once he looks up, recognition dawns on his face. He also points directly at Minato, because he has no social skills.]
Ah, it's you! [TRAIN GUY... Yasusada never did catch his name, but he was too busy being emotional about the deaths of his loved ones at the time, so maybe that's understandable.
Yasusada paints a very different picture now than he did then--draped in the Shinsengumi haori with his regular, modern clothing beneath it, waving his long sleeves at the bunny creatures like that's actually going to help.] Kiyomitsu's friend, right? Did you get stuck with these things too?
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Minato struggles to gather a concrete enough answer to any one of these questions, and barely manages an eloquent ] Uh. No. What? [ Before shaking his head and holding his hands up mere inches away from the tip of Yasusada's finger, like a shield so that he doesn't get poked in the eye. ]
My name's Arisato. What did you feed them?
[ He goes with the two more important points first. ]
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So Nanashi peers over at the sketchbook and looks at whatevers being drawn at the moment. ]
Are you a good artist?
[He's not judging you, Minato. Just asking.]
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[ He tilts the sketchbook towards Nanashi so that he can see. When asked directly, Minato rarely calls himself a good artist-- he says that he's good at copying, because in general, this is what he does, sitting there and drawing the totoros in front of him with remarkable detail and realism if they sit still long enough or he's lucky enough to catch one asleep, but most of the little rabbits on his page are incomplete, loose lines suggesting motion but mostly blank spaces. ]
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[ Nanashi perks up at that.]
You're better at drawing than I am. I'd make a few scribbles and say that's enough.
[Drawing takes too much effort. Honestly, he can't be bothered to do it half the time. Minato's drawings look amazing to him.]
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I LOST THIS SOMEHOW................. i'm gomen
DAIJOBU pats
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Pesgare thing as we discussed
[ That's what he said, right? Or MBX? Maybe she should call him that for irony? Either way, she says it with an upbeat tone as she sees him on the boat to Pesgare, sitting with some of those rabbits, perhaps eve sketching them. The boat's actually quite near to the town, but...
Well, she was here for Tsunami relief, but things seem to have gotten real weird, based on that mass of water on the horizon. ]
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Minato doesn't even know about the Tsunami being a thing, absorbed in these little rabbit things that seem to regret getting on this boat just as much as he does, recognizing that real rabbits don't exactly like getting wet, and being on a boat makes it really hard to write or draw, too.
He sets his pencil down. A spirit immediately grabs it and hops off towards the other side of the boat with it. ]
...Guess I'll take a break, then. [ He looks up at Natalia. ] What're you up to? Weekend trip?
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[ She answers with a smile. But oh, a break, huh? Her red eyes seem to gleam a little! ]
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