[HUB ISLAND | IT'S NOT HALLOW BUT I'M FEELING WEENIE]

[spellbindmods]

Who: All coven members
Where: Coven base camp, around the island
When: Day It's Not Halloween, What Do You Mean
Open/Closed: Open to (h)All(oween)

Tonight is a night like any other. There's no calendar with no holiday...but some tiny events seem to line up with a coincidental, theoretical holiday. A ▢ The hub island is quite large, which means there's still a lot of unexplored territories. Were you there when the pumpkins were discovered? Why were they discovered? Who is roaming around in the forest in the middle of the night like some wild animal in order to stumble upon these pumpkins??? All good questions, all with no answers. The important thing is that in the central part of the island, a fast growing gourd plant has taken over a lot of the trees in the area. The long, thick vines have choked out a lot of trees, with bumpy green pumpkin-type plants growing along them and hanging fatly from the trunks. Inside are fragrant seeds and a milk-like substance that's sweet. They're all very thick and squatty, making them good for soup. For carving? Well, you can try! B ▢ As a pre-celebratory gesture, Brie has brought out a festive little chest. If you happen to complete your Bonus AC, you're welcome to your customized dagger right now, complete with your name inscribed on the hilt. Everyone can take stuff from the chest, though. Inside are hundreds of pieces of candy -- some are pretty well preserved, but others have that weird ass grey separated stuff that happens to chocolate after a while. What kind of candy? If you can dream it, it's probably in there. Just only take a couple pieces or Brie might stab you. C ▢ ...Actually, she doesn't really have time to stab you. Brie is quietly taking people aside and showing people this little map she's found. Well, it appears to be a map. The outline on the paper is roughly the same shape and size as the island, scaled down, and it's covered in tiny red dots, scattered throughout the landscape. She's got a hunch that these dots mean something -- buried treasure. She's only one person, and there are tens of dots on this map. Her price for letting you in on this little venture is half of whatever you find...or at least access to it. She's digging up holes on her own...here's a shovel, go dig for yourself! D ▢ What can you find located in the group? Honestly, the item variety is wide and expansive. Most of the items are small tins, containing a piece of paper with a small story (more on this later, huhuhu), clipped photograph and little item -- these are up to your discretion! However, despite the island being absent of magic, these tins all seem to have an enchantment or hex placed upon them. The effects are varied. Some tins fill up with a black, inky tar-like substance that won't stop pouring out. Some tins act like vacuums and attempt to suck your arm into a black hole they contain. Others will emit a disgusting smell, begin screaming...and these are just a few of the weird wonders they contain. The verdict? These appear to be time capsules that are unhappy they were lifted from the ground too early! (OOC: The tins are the size of those Danish butter cookie tins we all use as sewing kits; you know what I mean.) E ▢ Some lucky coven members actually get something better than a broken toy. Others contain tons of cold coins, beautiful antiques (like compacts, compasses and pocket telescopes. Stuff like that)!. Are you lucky enough to dig up actual treasure? (OOC: Want to test your luck? See if your character finds an actually worthwhile find when you reply to this thread.) F ▢ Those with the cursed items will eventually find that midnight strikes and the carriage has become a pumpkin...well, sort of. At midnight, all of the cursed artifacts (not those nice shiny ones) become potatoes. That's good news in its own right -- potatoes are a food! But it's sort of disappoint and very starchy.

Comments

[rootandbranch]

Diiiiirk. Dirk! We just have to go see what's there, then!

[huffs! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIRK. WE GOTTA.]

That's how we make the data available!!

[finagles]

worth a shot.

[oceanaria]

let's see...

[sealeted]

Let's see how this shakes out.

[thatdamnknight]

sure, let's give it a try!

[armigers]

Something should go right in his life one day... will today be that day?

[deem]

This android...luck...

Sure let's try.

b!

[meritedly]

[ some people would be elated at the benevolence of their captors. some people even like candy. but yamato? he is most certainly not among that list. there's a skeptical gaze strewn across his features as he plucks a piece of candy from the chest and raises it in the air to further inspect it. ]

So nothing useful.

[ a scoff and he's literally tossing the candy aside. not even back into the chest. how wasteful! ]

Tch. It's all yours. [ he says to you! as if you want all that candy? ]

[finagles]

[ Before heading out to search for treasure, McGillis is still... taking stock of his candy. Listen, sugar withdrawal is a serious issue. he definitely took more than a couple of pieces when brie wasn't looking

A mouth half-filled with chocolate, he peers at the map in his hands. There's a short delay before he glances over his shoulder to take note of the rather large dragon hopping behind him.

Chewing, swallowing. ]

I am.

[ Chancing a tentative smile? ]

Would you like to come along?

[rebells]

[He catches it between two fingers and unwraps it before popping it into his mouth. Mmm, chocolate.]

Why, thank you.

[meritedly]

[ why is anyone elated over sweets. he just doesn't quite get it. there's nothing special about these chocolates. they're so mundane. ]

Are you certain it's not poisoned?

[ and always a skeptic. ]

c

[actus]

[ there's something to be said about physically digging his own grave. right now it has a high probability of being literal. tasked with treasure hunting and a shovel, akira can't quite say that this was how he expected today to go. but here he is. digging. and taking his frustrations out on the ground. just a subtle coping mechanism!

sorry but as he digs he's flinging the dirty every which way, which includes right at you! ]

[rebells]

[He doesn't seem bothered. His mouth twitches.]

I'm not certain, but it wouldn't make much sense for her to poison us at this point. Plus, there's always Genette or Madoka.

[meritedly]

Who?

[ he's at least familiar with genette at this point but his inadequacy in networking is showing. the amount of people he's met is dismal. ]

A poison would put any person in a desperate and cooperative state of mind. I would not discount it so quickly.

[rebells]

[He twirls a finger.]

I'm not that cooperative when I'm desperate. Still, point to you, I suppose. Anyway, Genette and Madoka are healers. Go to Genette if you have an ordinary injury or illness; Madoka's power can only be used once a day, so it should be reserved for grave situations.

[A beat.]

There's a doctor here, too. Jude. You'd like him.

[meritedly]

I see. I will keep that in mind should the need ever arise.

[ what weird powers. but all right. he's grown accustomed to not having his own frkmback home after all. at least his tone is cordial! which is a great rarity nowadays. ]

And why?

[ about jude.... what an odd thing to say. ]

[finagles]

[ this

is an attitude he doesn't understand ]

How generous.

[ He does - he does want it, thank you. A tall blond appears at Yamato's side to catch the tossed treat in both hands, just in time before it hits the ground. He isn't over-eager, though. He keeps his mannerisms and his disposition refined, controlled, as he appears out of nowhere to hoard candy. ]

I agree that it isn't entirely useful, but if you're just going to throw yours away...

[rebells]

I just have a feeling.

[In other words, he's trolling. Probably both Yamato and Jude.]

But that's rather beside the point, I suppose. How have you been faring in the coven? I hope you haven't had too much trouble adjusting.

[meritedly]

[ don't you dare troll him?! ]

It has been an adjustment, yes. I can't say it's been overly difficult, but I'm still unpleased with the way things have progressed.

[ can he go back home? please? ]

You seem rather settled.

[meritedly]

[ wow don't be rude?!

yamato quirks a brow at the tall stranger - he's seen him in passing at most - but doesn't give too much thought to it beyond that. they're all in this inopportune mess together. ]

It's too sweet. [ that's his explanation. he hasn't even tried it but he can speculate!! ]

There's no protein. [ oh okay. ]

[rebells]

It's all a mask to hide my inner pain.

[With a perfectly straight face.]

[meritedly]

[ what the hell. brow lift and then, calm as a cucumber: ]

You should see the healer about that.

[rebells]

[A beat . . .

And then he bursts into laughter.]

I should, shouldn't I?

[finagles]

[ listen he doesn't have a rude bone is his body not even remotely true but he just doesn't get it ]

It's an indulgence, is it not?

[ Lining his pockets with Yamato's contributions now... adding to his own.....stolen contributions... ]

Though, I do understand that some people simply aren't fond of sweets.

[ ??? ]

yo roomie

[reckoner]

[ Examining his engraved dagger (wondering where they'd gotten the materials for the number of these he's seen distributed), Gaelio's mostly ignoring the young man, until a piece of candy gets lobbed in his direction.

Absent-minded reflex swings his arm in a lazy loop through the air, only just snatching it before impact. Gaelio glances between the candy and the dagger, debating where to stash the latter without a sheathe, then uses it to (totally unnecessarily) open the candy.

Ugh.

Grey.

But he's always been disinclined to waste food, all the more in this sort of situation, so he pops it into his mouth and chews without expression.

It's.

Pretty bad. ]

All mine?

[ After swallowing, looking at the chest, then at the oddly familiar guy. ]

I didn't know you had such authority.