[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

[secondadvent]

...I'll keep your offer in mind. I don't think that will happen, though. I can't see myself developing romantic feelings for anyone here.

[ he smiles lightly, if a bit forced and awkward. ]

My only love is justice. [ it's a joke - his way of trying to smooth out the awkwardness a little. ]

[actus]

[ what in the fuck. why is he even surprised anymore by anything that comes out of akechi's mouth.

he has the common decency to snort in laughter briefly though. ]

What? Never had a crush before, Mister Celebrity?

[secondadvent]

[ ...akira why are you like this. he glances to the side, tugging at his collar a bit. ]

...I had a crush when I was twelve.

[actus]

[ ..... akira drops his coy act and blinks. abort abort. this is actual honesty. he isn't equipped for this. so a bit softer and in a tone reminiscent of leblanc: ]

Oh yeah? What were they like?

[ wow this is some next level friend shit here. ]

[secondadvent]

Cool and intelligent.

[ why is he admitting this. there's nothing keeping him from shutting up, but there's something about this black-haired boy that makes him want to open up, just a little. not enough to expose the ugly murderer, but enough for the occasional nugget of honesty and genuineness to fall out. ]

[actus]

Hm. Sounds like Makoto.

[ he plays with a curl between his fingers. he can't quite imagine an akechi who hadn't yet succumbed to darkness. the timeline seems about right... ]

That's a pretty long time to go without a crush. You're lucky.

[secondadvent]

[ he doesn't comment on the makoto thing - he isn't interested in her, but she does have traits he'd want in a partner if he'd ever look for one. ]

Yeah. Crushes are difficult and erodes your common sense. I'd rather not deal with them.

[actus]

[ that's the most cynical and critical explanation of a crush he's ever heard. honestly he's not surprised though. it's god damn akechi. ]

Yeah. [ he frowns down at the dirt. he's very much aware of how little common sense you end up having. god damn. ]

Guess you don't have to worry about that being a celebrity, right? Part of the image of being unattainable?