[WORLD ONE | DING DONG THE FISH IS DEAD]

[spellbindmods]

Who: Coven members and the Palai
Where: Celebrating the Uvi going boom-boom
When: Day 67
Open/Closed: Open to All
OOC Note:

The initial setting information found here should be utilized for threads here.

There's no official OOC account for the Palai people. You're free to roleplay their actions and reactions on your own, as in depth as you want -- asking questions, hand-waved interactions, becoming best friends. The new world is your oyster!

For decades, the Palai have had to deal with the threat of the Uvi invading their homes, killing their families and returning 30 days later. After the coven found their way to Aimintas, the Palai found that the threat wasn't so...threatening. After the last attack, with many more Palai lost as compared to previous Uvi instances, some Palai had lost hope. Now, after seeing their nemesis blown to bits and falling out of the ocean, their faith in safety is restored. While the Uvi are still committed (by and large) to learning more about barriers and other forms of safety, the time for focusing on serious things has passed. It will return, but tonight? They celebrate. Unlike their last, shrimpy festival, this party has a lot more going for it. The Palai have had time to process the events and prepare themselves for a grand celebration. The Palai know how to party, but you ain't seen nothin' like this. A ▢ As a birthday tradition, the Palai give the birthday lizard a special concoction. It contains Elto energy and a combination of found herbs that can easily be located in Aimintas. When these herbs are combined with the Elto energy, they create a sort of...hallucinogenic experience. It's supposed to feel extremely relaxing and give the Palai pleasant visions, but in human bodies it's essentially just getting high. There are vials of these being passed around like candy, so don't worry about anyone running out. B ▢ Despite the adults getting lit, there are obviously a lot of baby Palai on the lose. Responsible coven members who have their own babies will have the ability to let them run wild and play with their lizardy cousins. If you want to spend time with your baby, the nursery caretakers have platters of crackers with mushy foods adorning them -- these are essentially candy to a tiny Palai. They may also be tempted by other foods present at the festivities, but you can avoid them getting a tummy ache if you have a watchful eye. C ▢ Speaking of food, there certainly is a lot of it. There are large grills being heated by the newly found bone structures. These hold shrimp and fish, grilled vegetable skewers and other foods. Instead of the Palai doing the serving, the coven members and other Palai are instead encouraged to utilize their own raw ingredients (which includes several large sharks, dolphins, etc.) in whatever fashion they choose. It's essentially a "build-your-own-kabob" station with no limits. D ▢ Because the party is lasting on into the night, some Elto have decided to light the marketplace with some of the bone structures they found by powering them and inserting them into small cloth bags that they then magically levitate around. While they provide a powerful light source that can increase the party's longevity, they're also floating live wires. Bump into one of these and you'll get a nasty shock! This is doubly concerning since Palai babies are fascinated by following these floating "toys." E ▢ The Palai, feeling more familial and supportive of their ideals than ever, haven't let go of the whole family/romance pushing on the coven. Their newest attempt is a bit of a prank (probably due to high Palais) who have taken magic bone structures and tied thick strings to the spines that poke out of them. At the end of these strings are loops that they're quickly slipping around the wrists of coven members they find. You may find that you're suddenly magically connected to someone -- or two other people if you're lucky enough -- by a magical thread that's VERY hard to slip out of or break. F ▢ Wildcard Part 1: Other previous party prompts can also be considered here, from the rolls that make magic go haywire to the aged liquor that causes a bit more than a headache. G ▢ Wildcard Part 2: Any prompt you like!

Comments

[enflame]

b/d;

( Emil is certainly trying his hardest to be a responsible lizard father, but his little one is making this so hard. At first they were crawling around happily, but soon his tiny Elto started to crawl up the leg of his pants, claws clacking to be held. Okay -- what baby wants, baby gets.

b: For a softer moment, his tiny Elto is greedily making grabby hands at whatever food they can spot, first going for those tempting crackers, but also at more adult-sized options. If you have some food in your hand, they're certainly trying to reach for it. If they get a hold of your hand, you may even get a shock. Emil, control your child.

d: For more electric fun, the Palai's newest fascination are the floating cloth bags wafting through the air. It's not long before they grab one. Emil at first isn't exactly worried about it, but they quickly begin to take extreme glee in how they can make his hair stand on end if they put the bag juuust close enough. Don't tell him, he'll lose it )

a;

( i'm going for it a little bit.

As compared to drunk Emil, high Emil is a lot more sluggish. He has the same open-hearted quality to him, but he suddenly feels more tired and clingy than loud and bombastic. He only indulged because his tiny lizard was preoccupied shocking other Palai youth and he was assured the concoction would calm his frayed dad nerves. This is definitely more than he bargained for.

Emil's also going through something of a physical contact withdrawal, which may explain why he sluggishly slumps against you with no concern for your personal space. )

The air...it's sticky, isn't it? Like I can chew it...almost. ( Trying to chew the air may have actually happened. Getting air in and out of his lungs.....oh my god why is this so hard all of a sudden, help him can he even BREATHE. )

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[ensorcel]

[ i swear on my hot gay life i wont jut fuck off 3 tags in this time


if camilla wasn't sure this poor thing was going to literally die from this poor guy tripping balls, she would have gently eased him down and gone back to the children. alas, between her maternal instincts and the fact his weight isn't exactly unpleasant, camilla humors him for now. besides, it's...kind of cute... it makes her wonder how leo would react if he'd just light it up for once. ]

That's the humidity, you silly thing. Be careful, lest you choke on it. Chew it thoroughly.

[enflame]

( Indulging him in his delusion...what a pal. Too bad that for as much effort it takes to chew and breathe, the payoff isn't exactly wonderful. )

Shouldn't air taste better if you can chew it? It needs some sort of seasoning. Some flavor!

[ensorcel]

You are meant to bring your own. See how there are make-your-own-food stands over there? It's the same concept. You did</> bring yoir own spices, did you not?

[enflame]

( Great, maybe someone should tell him next time so he doesn't look like an idiot for not walking around with cumin. )

...No? I actually don't know much about things like that. ( People season food for him or it doesn't get seasoned at all. ) How do you make something taste good? Spicy?

FUCK MY ROTTEN HTML

[ensorcel]

Mmmhm... That simply won't do. The air will spoil if it isn't thoroughly spiced and eaten tonight. I don't know a thing about spiciness, on account of my being white and all that, but that just means the two of us will have to experiment, won't we?

[ is she really doing this, are they really going to play the spice equivalent of that gross sleepover game where a bunch of random shit gets gunked into a cup and someone has to drink it. ]

You will help me, won't you? After all, I am doing this for you.

[enflame]

( Being equally white, if not whiter, Emil also knows nothing about the true reality of spice -- but the air tastes like shit, make it not taste like shit. )

Of course! We can't let this adulteration of the air continue! It deserves seasoning justice!

( He'll do whatever you and your boobies say, Camilla. )

B

[teratias]

Hey, hey, no, that's my food!

[Waver's plate is, admittedly, probably too full of food for one man. That does not mean he won't try his best to make it otherwise, but it also means he's tugging his plate away from the tiny Elto and the Elto's tiny grabby hands.

Then he realizes who this baby's with.]

Emil!

[enflame]

( Okay, okay, dad's coming to intervene. It's somewhat hard, though, as they're determined to grab onto that plate for dear life. )

Oh, uh. Hello Waver. ( It's easy enough to scoop up the small lizard creature, but their eyes are still staring intently at that plate, claws firmly grasping the edge. He...would pick them up further but they'd probably spill it everywhere. )

They're going through a...hungry stage? ( Emil vaguely remembers babies eating constantly but this kid is going for a record. )

[teratias]

You...have a baby.

[Yup. Okay. Sure. Half of the coven's got lizard babies now, don't they? Waver's going to roll with it, it is about as normal as anything else at this point.]

What if you just let them over to the kabob station?

[enflame]

( Being a lizard father at 19 is pretty normal okay; what's your excuse?? )

That seems a bit dangerous, don't you think? ( Tugging at them gently, though they show no signs of conceding the plate as their eyes stare beadily into Waver's being. ) What with those large open grills and all.

[teratias]

Well, okay, don't let them near the actual grill? You should be fine otherwise.

[Fuck it. Waver picks a very large shrimp off his plate and offers it over.]

They're assertive, at least.

[enflame]

They're ( tug tug ) a handful.

( They contemplate the shrimp for a moment before deciding to snap it up, swallowing quickly. If you think that's enough to satisfy them, you're wrong. )

It's easier said than done, keeping it in one place. Or keeping it away from something; that's even harder. ( For as short and stubby as their legs are, this is one quick lizard. )

b

[adjustable]

[Guess who just got a shock because he made the mistake of carrying around food he was still debating whether or not was okay to consume. It's Souda! Souda whose hair frizzes a little at the end as he makes a guagh kind of noise.

He's also making the face in his icon so it's easy to assume what just happened.

...or maybe he's just a weirdo, either possibility is viable.]

[enflame]

( Target acquired, target defeated. After a shocking little pap to Souda's leg, the Elto baby begins to try and crawl up him to get at that food they want so much. Thank god dad's here to intervene before his pants get pulled down or something.

After picking up the wee thing, Emil moves to apologize; sorry, they're really hungry at that age, etc. Except there's an obvious sharp intake of air as he looks at Souda's stock-still face in such a horrible expression. )

Lisko. ( He's whispering to the lizard now. ) I think you killed this man.

( Emil hopes he doesn't look that ugly when he dies...YIKES. )

[adjustable]

[Wow. WOW!!!]

Guh-- [He wheezes and he shakes his head and he gives Emil a glare.]

You don't even ask if I'm okay?! That's what you're goin' with?! I'm alive!

[He's been through worse, it's fine.]

[enflame]

( Thank goodness, he didn't raise a murderer. It doesn't help Emil from gasping since this man apparently just came back to life. )

You looked dead! And at least now you aren't! ( Not that he was dead in the first place, but. ) You seem pretty okay to me.

( Meanwhile, the lizard in question just stares at Souda with what appears to be a happy look on their face. They're proud of their handiwork. )

[adjustable]

How did I look dead?! I looked electrocuted!

[souda you couldn't even see yourself

He looks accusingly down at the lizard and does his best to make a face. Like. Child. Do not electrocute poor mechanics like him.] Your kid looks way too happy! [YOUR. KID. EMIL.]

[enflame]

( If that's what you look like electrocuted, dude...what the fuck does dead look like? )

Huh? Oh. ( Emil looks down at their pleased lizard face, legs swinging back and forth. He...didn't mean to raise a sadist, but that's how it ended up working out. ) I don't know if they mean to hurt anybody, but they like showing off. These kind have magic, you know?

( As if to agree, Lisko shows off their front feet, claws clacking like a crab's. They did good, didn't they? )

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[actus]

[ akira doesn't mind. he's used to physical contact from his teammates, and he's familiar enough with emil that it doesn't bother him in the slightest. that, and he's also high as a kite right now, sluggishly looking at the sky and grinning. but oh? chew it?

he's going to make a show of chewing air, wiggling his nose... ]

It doesn't taste like much.

...That's disappointing.

[ he's going to reach up and just... poke emil's hair. ] Ah... [ SOFTNESS CONFIRMED. ]

[enflame]

( Now that he thinks about it, the air DID have a disappointing lack of flavor. He'll have to have a few words with the manager...

But oh, what's this? )

Ah...my hair? ( He watches Akira's hand with intrigue before he prods it slightly. It barely moves, which is surprising considering the fine texture. ) What was that for?

[actus]

[ it's soft and perfect and completely unlike akira's own. he has hair envy. get over it. ]

It's as soft as it looks.

[ it's brutal honesty hour. akira is still staring at the hair, rather than emil, entirely fascinated. ]

[enflame]

( ahem, his eyes are over HERE )

Of course. ( Talking about this is a mistake because now he has to feel it to be sure -- oh wow. Oh, that does feel nice. )

That is soft. Like it's part of a cloud.

[actus]

You've felt a cloud before?

[ jelly! he's going to just give it another poke, marveling at how i just stays in place and yet feels so silky? and fluffy? why? ]

What's the secret....

[enflame]

...Have I? ( He's braind feels so slow, he has to think. ) I don't think so, but they look fluffy enough.

( If he ever gets to touch a cloud and it's not as soft as his hair, he wants his money back. )

Secret...I don't have any secrets. ( Not that he can think of anyway, since he's not correlating the hair and secret thing at all.

It still doesn't stop the paranoia from creeping in...shit, he's onto him (Onto what???))