Hijinks Mingle

[potentite]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Anywhere around the hub!
When: Days 103-105
Open/Closed: Open mingle!
Notes: See this post for details on the moon prompt and this one for the telepathy/dream/spirit prompts!



[A | Flower Gleam and Glow]
[The nearby moon is still passing close to the hub island, meaning the effects are still in play. Perhaps now is the time to stop and smell the large lit up sparkling moonflowers that have bloomed? Or be annoyed by the mosquito-like insects that came with them.

Alternatively, the deer seem to draw some sort of energy from the moon's light. Given their size, at least their sudden aggression and proximity to the base camp isn't the worst thing in the world but a kick would still break a rib or other bone so be careful! Possibly help each other deal with these cute but troublesome fauna.]



[B | Eavesdropping]
[For some reason, the telepathy will suddenly get rather wonky. Characters won't know why it's happening, though of course no doubt there will be ponderings, but it means characters won't be in control of their ability to broadcast — or more specifically, not broadcast — their thoughts. Time to find out secrets of an embarrassing nature. Or maybe something sadder is going on in your character's head.

If this wasn't bad enough, the area around the signet might experience burning or tingling. Just try to keep a lid on your brain for the day and distract yourself from any annoying pain.]



[C | Talking In Your Sleep]
[Or maybe your character just doesn't have the most interesting thoughts. Maybe they're busy thinking about pie instead of their upsetting childhood. That's fair. Pie is great.

But surely sometimes it haunts their dreams. With the telepathy running amuck, it's no wonder dreams and nightmares are leaking through, too. Of course, it doesn't have to be an accident. Feel free to grab a friend and share a fanciful dreamscape together on purpose! But for those nuts that are tougher to crack, accidents can and will happen.]



[D | Who You Gonna Call]
[Last but not least, as Friday rolls around, there seems to be something odd going on with the island. If your character is inclined towards the spiritual or supernatural, they'll no doubt notice the strange heavy thickness hanging around. There are whispers in the air and all of new energy just feels solemn. Might be good to give people a heads up and keep an eye on it.]

Comments

[splinten]

Neither Lil Cal nor, indeed, the narration MIND IF YOU DO. In fact, you are quite welcome to DO, and perhaps the general dream appreciates the humour.

You enter a MAIN ROOM. The GENERAL LAYOUT is very open, but unlike in the image JUST LINKED which is the same apartment from ANOTHER TIMELINE, you find the room decorated with ROBOT PARTS AND HORSE THINGS. So much weird junk.

The ROBOT PARTS are strewn casually about, like someone was working on them. The HORSES are carefully placed to be a chaotic yet artistic mess. The kitchen is stocked with FOOD rather than random weaponry (which is kept elsewhere), and the WIRES are NEATLY ORGANIZED because FUCK FIRE HAZARDS.

The OLD FRIENDS of resignation and loneliness persist, and looking at the robots REMINDS you of this. It may also make you think other things, things that belong uniquely to your mind and memories, but they certainly give you the feeling that you CAN'T LIE TO YOURSELF about being alone. Even LIL CAL's presence is only a partial comfort.

There are, of course, lots of THINGS TO INTERACT WITH, as well as a variety of APERTURES of VARIOUS KINDS.

>

[precedents]

[ it's the first time she's ever been in a bedroom before and the amount of belongings in it actually overwhelms her briefly. the room anemone had offered her back at the resistance camp seems barren compared to this, and A2 takes a moment to get her bearings while wondering if it's even her place to look at anything in the room. they obviously belong to someone, despite how casually some things are thrown about: the horses briefly catch her attention, but the main point of interest are the robot parts.

something surges in her systems at the sight of them. they aren't part of any yorha models from what she can see, but it still invokes a sense of deja vu. something that calls to mind the image of a dark warehouse surrounded by the empty chassis of the machine children, the despair in pascal's voice.

"i need you to delete my memories. and if not, then i need you to kill me."

how many more will she lose? how many more must she destroy?

"you and i... are the same. we have no one to help us. we can only cry and scream--"

her hands clench tightly into fists, setting her jaw as she turns away. ]

> Examine the horse things instead.

[splinten]

Your emotions overwhelming you are put to a stop by the GREATNESS OF HORSES. Okay, maybe they don't totally overwhelm the emotions. But horses are, in fact, GREAT. Aside from the strange wire statue coming out of the wall, there are WOODEN HORSE STATUES, a miniature of FLYING EBONY, one of the KELPIES at Helix Park made out of COMPUTER CHIPS, and THIS MASTERPIECE OF A HORSE ATTACKING A FOOTBALL PLAYER. There are also others, all equally atrocious.

He likes horses.

>

sorry for the delay!

[precedents]

[ he really likes horses. not that A2 knows who this room or these horse figures belong to. she does take a moment to examine them, at least until it gets to be a little unsettling, and then she turns away from them as well. ]

> Ignore the weird habits of human obsessions and attempt to figure out how to get out of here.

[ all that's left, really, is the puppet. ]

Gonna let me get off this tour, or what?

[ either way, she's heading back through the door she came in from. ]

np

[splinten]

You head out the door. There are no problems with this. You can head up to the rooftop. There will be no problems with that. You can look around.

And wow, you will still see the ocean. So much fucking ocean. Bright blue sky, bright blue sea. Water water everywhere and not a damn exit route. It keeps happening.

Congratulations.