⇨ The Tourist Trap: WEEK 2

[ringleaders]

Who: Anyone, anywhere in Portland.
When: October 7st - 14th, 2017
Where: Portland area, in the new reality.
What: The week begins as the time of the Animal Fair finally arrives! Meanwhile, the truth of this reality starts to be revealed, and forces both human and celestial alike attempt to take advantage of a rare opportunity.
Warnings: Individually marked!

BY ANY OTHER NAME↴ Tensions thicken as various supernaturally forces react to the events of the previous week. Something critical is afoot, and it's only a matter of time before things start coming to a head. It's time to find out more about what's happened to this world, and what will happen in its future. ► A NIGHT AT THE FAIR: From the night of the 7th to the morning of the 8th, the Animal Fair is officially in town. There is a top level down below with more information, though you can also RP content from this elsewhere if you wish. The host, who is very likely something called a Wyld Fae (if you discovered that ICly), will be present, but they will only be appearing to you of their own accord and attempting to track them down by force will be ineffective. Just kick back and relax! Fairs are supposed to be fun. ► THORNS IN YOUR SIDE: Culminating in a full fledged attack against the Sanctuary, it would seem that The Rose Queen is declaring war on the changeling population of Portland. Though the vicious attack of thorns against the safe house was eventually stopped, it wasn't without damage, and the black roses that caused it are still popping up around the city and threatening the places where homeless and lost changelings would be likely to congregate. It's obvious now that this is a serious threat - will it ever stop without an intervention? ► HELL ON EARTH: As Anath's march draws near, the first waves of her demons will be entering the city. Primarily acting as scouts and foot soldiers, these demons will be attempting to secure loyalty from the local demon populace, as well as taking out any angels they can manage to catch. It's a level of aggressiveness against heaven's forces that hasn't been seen for years, and it's a foreboding hint of things to come. These demons can be NPCed by anyone, and will mostly be thugs or manipulators who don't know much about Anath's plans but do know that you need to join their side. They are also rowdier than most of the demons in Portland, and are a threat to the innocent mortal populace as well, if they decide to try to get their kicks here. ► THE WIZARD POLICE: The Enlightenment Council seems to have demanded control of the local Circle chapter, and now backup has arrived. These mages are being sent out into the city as if they are a police force, and will be attempting to demand control of various common supernatural areas, as well as questioning community members that they run into. Whatever is going on, it seems to have resulted in the Council instituting what is essentially martial law... of course, not everyone sees any need to heed their demands. If you are a demon, warlock, or other rogue element, expect to be harassed or even attacked by them. These character can be NPCed, and if you need additional information you can ask the mods.

Comments

[spaghettimonster]

You know about...

[Papyrus' hands clench at his sides, and somehow... Why is it a surprise to feel his fingers curling into his palms, like he expects his hands to be covered in something? Covered in something... red. Blood? It's not like the angel's words will make blood manifest from his memories and shame, even if that would pressure him back into line...

Oh. Ohhhh. So that's what this is about. The angel's trying to scare him straight. And, Papyrus admits to himself, it's kinda working. But you get more flies with honey, everybody knows that. This just makes him feel defensive. And it's pretty off-base.]

It wasn't like that, that guy was crazy. He attacked me, he tried to kill me. I just made it backfire on him. That's, that's like that eye for an eye stuff.

fuck i missed this reply i'm sorry

[osteothropy]

[This angel is absolutely trying to scare him straight - though his investment in whether or not it works is admittedly minimal. It's not really his area, trying to smite warlocks. He resents their presence on principle, though.]

I can know it just by lookin' at ya. But... well. Somehow I doubt sellin' your soul was really your only choice.

[spaghettimonster]

[Eugh. If it just shows, at least to an angel's perception, then things could get a little trickier than he realized. Would other magical beings be able to see? Maybe there's some way to shield that kind of thing...]

What are you... Why does everyone ask that?? Do I look stupid enough to just sell my soul? There's other sorts of bargains, you know!

[osteothropy]

Literally or figuratively, that's what it always comes down to.

[Sans's look is still sharp, and his attitude unforgiving. He may be an angel, but he's never exactly been the messianic sort.]

But sure. What was it then? Blood sacrifice? Someone else's soul? You should know that's what your demon pals deal in, right?

[spaghettimonster]

Information! Errands! And not the murdery, blood-sacrificey, soul-stealing sorts!

[The demon he contacted was one theoretically bound in a cursed amulet or some such bs, one that supposedly had limited power, that'd be grateful to have a means of getting back in the world at all. It's a pyramid scheme; of the people Gratiel had him contact, maybe some of them would get the usual bargain.

Of course, that was probably just what he thought was going on.]