[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

PHRASING

[teratias]

...Please stop using me like a chair?

IM CRYING it's all over

[hydrostorm]

Talking furniture! How quaint!

[ but she'll shift back and move off waver. at long last. personal space is needed so much right now. she's trying so hard not to think about what the hell just happened??? ]

FOR NOW

[teratias]

[Waver just leaps to his feet immediately. His primary concern is the fall foliage attached to his backside, and he starts brushing and swatting at it immediately.]

Oof. That's really cold ground.

[hydrostorm]

Gee, if I wasn't zapped of my power, I'd fix that for you.

[ and by that she means lighting his clothes on fire. she remains on the ground, now opting to lean her chin into her palm, glancing up at him. ]

[teratias]

Thanks. I think.

[There, that's one big leaf off his back. Waver sighs, then finally notices that he's still being watched.]

--What?

[hydrostorm]

Nothing~

[ it really is nothing, but her tone screams otherwise. ]

Talk about paranoid.

[teratias]

Ugh, whatever.

[Waver shakes his head, his eyes going back to the pumpkins.]

I was going to pick some of these, if you want to help me haul them back.

[hydrostorm]

Eh? What are you going to do with them? They don't look tasty.

[ fine fine she's going to stand up. ]

[teratias]

You take the bits of flesh from the shell and cook it, actually. You can roast the seeds if you want too - it's all pretty good.

[hydrostorm]

This sounds like a pain and way too much work for seeds.

[teratias]

You have to remove the stringy stuff holding them in anyway, so it actually works out.

[Waver walks over to a rather handsome looking clump of pumpkins, and leans down to examine one of them.]

You've really never seen a pumpkin before?

[hydrostorm]

You're making it sound weird, kid. Stop it.

[ she's seen gourds and squash but you're acting like this vegetable is buckets worth of fun. carving? eating? what the heck. ]

It looks dumb to me.

[teratias]

It isn't weird, it's just a thing people do. And it's a versatile vegetable.

[hydrostorm]

Versatile.. Sure. If I can't eat it I'm not really interested in dressing it up.

[ change her mind waver. ]

Buuuut I'll humor you.

[teratias]

[Oh no. This? He wants to see where this goes.]

Oh really now?

[hydrostorm]

Yes really. Don't sound so skeptical!

[ she's huffing now, reaching out to poke his forehead in DEFIANCE. ]

[teratias]

I'm not skeptical! I'm intrigued!

[Don't poke! He'll just swat.]

[hydrostorm]

Oho! So I intrigue you?

[ listen, swatting is going to lead to handholding again. IS THAT WHAT YOU CRAVE, WAVER? ]

[teratias]

I didn't say that either! Jeez.

[MAYBE.]