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3.1 Event
3.1 Event Plotting
OOC announcements
Welcome to Cycle 3! The town of Wellstone is reset to how it was in February: all damage is gone and the town is back. Anything that wasn't on your characters' person or in their hotel room is gone. The town is back to normal—sort of. It’s a little worse than normal. Read on for more info.There will be no event post on the main comm. Instead, make your own logs to include these prompts, and any other prompts you want to add. There will be a mini-event log mid-month.
Use the damage report form if your character damages or makes permanent changes to anything. Damage and change is permanent for the cycle.
Post any bulletins to the bulletin board.
New this month
The weather
The weather has turned for the worse: it’s dry, bone dry. Your skin feels chapped the moment you step outside. There are no clouds in the sky, and dust rolls across the desert. The ground is cracked under your feet.
Wildlife is even more sparse than usual. The cacti look thin and thirsty. Hares, snakes, and coyotes are gone. Lizards scurry from shadow to shadow, and insects crowd onto any healthy-looking plant.
At the hotel
The dining hall features one long table and the same meals every day: a nice, continental breakfast, sandwiches for lunch, and a roast for dinner.
If you want to go for a swim, this month you’ll find an “Out of Order” sign on the door. Inside, the pool is bone dry.
Water in general is a little harder to come by: The taps don’t run for as long as you’d like. Showers will be shorter, as the water will run out after around 7.5 minutes. Don’t even try taking a bath, that tub won’t fill up.
The General Store
The General Store looks a little different this month. Where before were cowboy hats, lassos, and cactis, there is now: Outer space. You can find stationary with stars on it, candles shaped like planets, slime with alien-shaped charms in it, plastic astronaut helmets, whatever your heart desires as long as it’s useless, novelty, and space-themed.
The General Store is also back to running its sale on walkie talkies. These two-way radios work within about the distance of 50 ft. You can share secrets with a friend!
Around town
The diner’s special for the month: Doppin’ Dits! You know it, you love it: little hard pellets of ice cream that melt way faster than you want them to. It’s the ice cream of the future!
The jail is back to an abandoned shack. The sheriff is nowhere to be found.
When you visit the few other locations in town, you’ll find the employees friendly and welcoming, although they may say some strange things, in addition to the handful of phrases they usually say:
The receptionist: “It’s good to see such a lively crop this month!”
And: “Be careful, drought like this last a while. We take water rationing very seriously here at the Staywell.”
Owner of the General Store: “Hope you staywell outta the graveyard, you hear me?”
The bartender: “Don’t be expectin’ any free drinks.”
The waiter: “Oh, I’m so excited you’re here! Here, on the house.” He serves you a milkshake in your favorite flavor.
The gravedigger: She watches you ominously.
GLITCHES
Content warnings: N/A
It’s not just the water and the birds that seem more scarce than usual. It’s… everything.
Things this month just… disappear. Were you drinking a glass of water? Suddenly it’s gone from your hand, and appears in someone else’s. Were you having a nice nap? You and your bed may wake up in the middle of the courtyard. Did you have a favorite shirt? It’s missing, and you swear you put it back in the closet! You might find a cactus wearing it. You might not find it at all.
Sometimes, when you do find the thing you’ve lost, they’ve… changed. Nothing big, of course. Maybe the pattern on the shirt is a little different, or the pages in your book are out of order. It doesn’t happen all the time, but it’s definitely noticeable.
There’s no rhyme or reason to what disappears, when, or where it goes. Everything goes somewhere, and where that is is up to you!
tl;dr:
It’s not just the water and the birds that seem more scarce than usual. It’s… everything.
Things this month just… disappear. Were you drinking a glass of water? Suddenly it’s gone from your hand, and appears in someone else’s. Were you having a nice nap? You and your bed may wake up in the middle of the courtyard. Did you have a favorite shirt? It’s missing, and you swear you put it back in the closet! You might find a cactus wearing it. You might not find it at all.
Sometimes, when you do find the thing you’ve lost, they’ve… changed. Nothing big, of course. Maybe the pattern on the shirt is a little different, or the pages in your book are out of order. It doesn’t happen all the time, but it’s definitely noticeable.
There’s no rhyme or reason to what disappears, when, or where it goes. Everything goes somewhere, and where that is is up to you!
tl;dr:
- Stuff disappears and reappears randomly! That’s it, that’s the prompt.
- When you find things again, there’s a chance that they have reappeared wrong.
Unidentified Aerial Phenomena
Content warnings: body horror, lightning
With the air this month dry as a bone and full of crackling heat, it’s no wonder the weather’s a little strange too. Lightning flashes out of nowhere. Not just any lightning: strange balls of lightning float through town, indoors and out. They’re big, fast, and hard to avoid. If you’re hit, a strange, intense tingle runs through your body, making all your hair stand on end. It doesn’t hurt, exactly, but it isn’t pleasant either. It lasts anywhere from a few seconds to a minute, and then it passes.
Except you’re not like you were before. Something about you is different, changed by the lightning: perhaps you’re suddenly tiny, or huge; you may have sprouted animal ears and tails; was your hair green before? Now it is!
The effects stay until you’re struck by lightning again: if you’re struck again, you can either remove the effect, or gain a new one (or both!).
Choose any physical aspect of your character to change, as long as you don’t change them entirely, like:
tl;dr:
With the air this month dry as a bone and full of crackling heat, it’s no wonder the weather’s a little strange too. Lightning flashes out of nowhere. Not just any lightning: strange balls of lightning float through town, indoors and out. They’re big, fast, and hard to avoid. If you’re hit, a strange, intense tingle runs through your body, making all your hair stand on end. It doesn’t hurt, exactly, but it isn’t pleasant either. It lasts anywhere from a few seconds to a minute, and then it passes.
Except you’re not like you were before. Something about you is different, changed by the lightning: perhaps you’re suddenly tiny, or huge; you may have sprouted animal ears and tails; was your hair green before? Now it is!
The effects stay until you’re struck by lightning again: if you’re struck again, you can either remove the effect, or gain a new one (or both!).
Choose any physical aspect of your character to change, as long as you don’t change them entirely, like:
- Their size
- Extra or different anatomy (ie. extra arms or animal ears or tails or different sex characteristics)
- Color (hair, eyes, etc)
tl;dr:
- Body mods! You get struck by lightning and now you're different. You stay different until you're struck again.
- You can change anything as long as it’s a) physical and b) not a complete change of species
- Body mods can stack if you want (ie. you can by tiny and a catboy)
- You can’t change your whole body (no animal or monster transformations)
- Everyone will be back to normal by the end of the month.
CRACKING
Content warnings: N/A
Glowing cracks form throughout town: in the ground, in the walls, the doors, tables. Some are barely slivers, tiny little things the size of your hand. Some are large enough to squeeze into. When you look into a crack, you see something strange: a memory, yours or someone else’s. It’s brief, a sliver of a life, and then it’s gone. It’s hard to make out and harder to understand.
If you step through a crack, or fall into one, suddenly you are in that memory: you’re seeing a snippet of someone’s life, a brief moment that impacted them greatly: something beautiful, or horrible, some pivotal moment, or something meaningful. It may mean nothing to you, but if the person who’s memory it is also finds themself there, having come through the same crack, or a different one, they will find themself moved by the memory, moved enough to talk about it, even if they never have before.
When the memory is over, you find yourself spat out on the other side of the crack, and the crack seals itself. Don’t try to get back in, you’ll get trapped!
tl;dr:
Glowing cracks form throughout town: in the ground, in the walls, the doors, tables. Some are barely slivers, tiny little things the size of your hand. Some are large enough to squeeze into. When you look into a crack, you see something strange: a memory, yours or someone else’s. It’s brief, a sliver of a life, and then it’s gone. It’s hard to make out and harder to understand.
If you step through a crack, or fall into one, suddenly you are in that memory: you’re seeing a snippet of someone’s life, a brief moment that impacted them greatly: something beautiful, or horrible, some pivotal moment, or something meaningful. It may mean nothing to you, but if the person who’s memory it is also finds themself there, having come through the same crack, or a different one, they will find themself moved by the memory, moved enough to talk about it, even if they never have before.
When the memory is over, you find yourself spat out on the other side of the crack, and the crack seals itself. Don’t try to get back in, you’ll get trapped!
tl;dr:
- There are cracks throughout town. Small cracks show brief snippets of memories, only a few seconds. Larger cracks show longer memories, up to five minutes maximum.
- If you step through a crack, you find yourself in a memory, yours or someone else’s. You can be in memories together, even if you stepped through different cracks.
- The memory must be something brief but important to the person whose memory it is.
- You can regain up to 3 memory points with this prompt, either from one major memory or several minor ones.
- When the memory is over, you’re ejected forcibly from the crack.
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Your pronouns: She/her/he/him
Contact:
OOC limitations: No blanket limits!
Character name: Pyrrha Nikos
Permissions: Here!
General impressions of your character: Tall, athletic, friendly, and helpful. She's focused and attentive without being overly dismissive, and confident without being arrogant. She has a classic and practical wardrobe with lots of red and a some gold for accents.
CR you're interested in: Mostly new friends and people interested in exploring the town! She's not much of an investigator, but she is always willing to assist and protect those that are.
CR you're not interested in: N/A
General ideas or plans for the month: Pyrrha has just arrived, so she'll be mostly focused on exploring the town and making sure she understands the layout. She's also aware that she has combat ability, so she'll be putting some effort into trying to acquire some manner of weapon (not that she'll have any luck).
Event ideas: Since Pyrrha just arrived, I'm most interested in having her see other people's memories then jumping right into any additional ones of her own! That said, she has a strong sense of persona duty, which includes supporting people within her community! So she'll be a good candidate for talking people through anything difficult they might witness.
Are you planning to create a log this month? Probably not, but I'm willing to post one for any starters!
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Also throwing alcohol everywhere.
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Pyrrha's not much of a communications technician, but she does know a worthy community project when she sees one. If Aizawa would appreciate a tall and reliable assistant I could definitely send Pyrrha his way for the phone tree plan.
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Does Pyrrha want to meet a teacher who is actually against sending kids on the front lines? Eraser would have punched Oz over the Pyrrha and the Fall Maiden situation.
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We could do a nice, neutral memory journey with these two, if you want? I've been thinking about 'Jaune on the Ever After beach staring at the stars', which would segue neatly into such topics as: friendship, responsibility, the Burden of Duty (with the Paper Pleasers and his knight stuff), and the terrible loneliness of having to carry aforementioned burden. You know, the light stuff.
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I saw that you're planning on posting a log, so I can tag into that as soon as it's up!
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(Also, if I throw any memories of her in the cracks, or she gains some back, there's a Pyrrha she was close to in her canon too -- she won't remember yet -- so that could be funny/angsty/both.)