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Entry tags:
- !event,
- #ringmaster,
- @summerlands,
- adrien agreste,
- allen walker,
- ashleigh mischief,
- doll,
- foster van denend,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- jack atlas,
- john childermass,
- joker,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- lambert,
- lauren,
- marinette dupain-cheng,
- miko nakadai,
- papyrus,
- peridot,
- reira akaba,
- rita mordio,
- sans,
- shiro fujimoto,
- steven universe,
- susan,
- taako,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- the psiioniic,
- tyki mikk,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yūya sakaki
⇨ THE SUMMERLANDS
Who: Everyone!
When: Day 138 - Day 152
Where: The Summerlands
What: The Ringmaster brings the carnival to the Summerlands immediately after being freed from Portland so that everyone can take a fucking nap. Her included.
Warnings: Individually marked! Most likely discussion of torture and trauma in here.
When: Day 138 - Day 152
Where: The Summerlands
What: The Ringmaster brings the carnival to the Summerlands immediately after being freed from Portland so that everyone can take a fucking nap. Her included.
Warnings: Individually marked! Most likely discussion of torture and trauma in here.
DAYS OF SUMMER↴![]() You made it! And things are back to normal... more or less. Upon waking, you will be greeted with a clear blue sky and gentle breeze – the carnival has found itself situated between a pair of mountain peaks, with great fields of flowers extending in the distance. In the other direction, you’ll see mountain-top cities and tall waterfalls accenting vast swaths of forest. Some of you will already know this place. It’s the Summerlands. You game here once to rest in safety nearly a year ago, and now you’ve come to rest once again. ► WAKING UP: Shortly after the carnival arrives, the Ringmaster will send out a somewhat cryptic radio message - but her immediate location won't be clear. Whatever items you had on your person at the time the Severing was broken will still be on your person, including whatever clothing. All of the animals and pets of the carnival will have returned to the grounds as well, though they are currently free from their designated living spaces. Things in the carnival will appeared to have naturally aged a month, as if the carnival was been sitting here empty and waiting while everyone was in Portland. The lawn needs mowing. ► SUMMER CITY: After the Summer Fae become aware of everyone's presence, they will welcome you into their city. There are stairs that lead up the sides of the mountains, but thankfully there are also magical means of getting up there as well. The Summer Fae will be willing to help workers with the injured as needed, offering herbal remedies and healing magic to those that want it. You'll also be invited to join them for dinner, but they will not be particularly offended if they are turned down, for now. ► SUMMER PEOPLE: The fae here will mostly enjoy the company of any carnival members that offer it - it doesn't seem that much happens here besides day after day of peaceful meditation and relaxation. It is not uncommon to see Summer Fae spent days doing exactly the same thing, whether that be enjoying the weather, listening to music, or dancing - the day and night periods may be similar to earth, but when you don't need rest it can all blur together just the same. Some of the fae work on feats of agriculture or craftsmanship, and while there is no particularly need to work in this place, they take pride in the fact that they do. ► NEW ARRIVALS: Though the Ringmaster will not be offering much guidance for the first week or so, eventually the carnival will begin running for a few small performance sessions, off and on, as a thank you to their fae hosts. The carnival will also be open to receiving new arrivals during that period, and so there will likely be some newbies to train and get orientated as well. |
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He holds out his own hand as if asking for hers, "Care for a demonstration?"
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He waits with his eyes locked with hers until she feels a flutter of something against her palm. He then lifts his top hand to reveal a black and purple butterfly that has just 'appeared' there. "Heh, how about that?"
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"Oh, nice!" Rather than a swooning young woman, her comment was one of a professional critiquing the work of a fellow. "Minimal display, refined, efficient. You're good."
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"Thank you, my lady. I have been wondering whether I should add it in or not to my performance but perhaps not exactly like this." Maybe out of his hat or as he descends to the stage. "I take it that fanfare was your doing earlier?"
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"So if you for instance started humming something or singing a lullaby you would get an accompaniment? That's quite unique."
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He removes his top hat finally and will set it to the side on the bed. He will need to go over a few conditions for his stay here such as needing less space but at least a drawer or two to himself with a 'no peeking' rule.
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Which may also be a warning: what does he think will happen if he tells a cat not to peek? Curiosity is an inherent flaw, after all.
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"Hmm, in my world everything comes from humans in one way or another. Not exactly magic. More genetic." He gestures to the bunk beds, "I'll take the bottom bed if you are more of a cat than human. High perches seem to be a cat's thing."
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She followed his gesture to the beds, then turned a sidelong smile on him. "That works for me, though let me know if you ever want to share sometime."
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His brow lifts faintly with a chuckle, "Forgive me. I am not use to women being so bold. Not that I am complaining."
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She could walk around in her underwear and he wouldn't care. He'd simply admire if she didn't care either. Woman married young in his world and though he was 26 he was one of the most sought out bachelors.
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He's stripping himself of his coat and setting it aside as he places his top hat on top of it and will lean back into the bed to test it out with his head hitting that pillow in a content fashion. Not bad but not as good as home.
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"You were not involved in this.. Portland?"
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"Weather experienced by alternate reality versions of me doesn't count," she said flatly, as she moved away from the door to the kitchen area. Bumping the water on with the back of her hand, she stuck her hands under the stream to start washing them. "Actually, we've been to a couple of places that were basically simulations, so I'm not sure those count either."
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"I suppose you are right. Yet with the way it was cold and windy when I left home to suddenly this I would not doubt if suddenly there was snow."
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"Well, I could be wrong. Honestly we could end up heading to a new place that's all ice and snow for our next venue, but here in the Summerlands it's, you know. Summer."
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