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lostcarnival2017-09-04 07:53 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2017-09-04 07:53 pm
⇨ GREYSOL
Who: Everyone!
When: Day 155 - Day 169
Where: Greysol
What: The carnival resumes its tour, this time heading to Greysol, a city tied deeply into the fabric of the multiverse. Here, everyone has an animal companion from birth that is the second half of their soul - and thanks to the Ringmaster, so do you. (Remember,![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
joysweeper is our guest event runner for this location, and location specific questions should go to them.)
Warnings: Individually marked!
When: Day 155 - Day 169
Where: Greysol
What: The carnival resumes its tour, this time heading to Greysol, a city tied deeply into the fabric of the multiverse. Here, everyone has an animal companion from birth that is the second half of their soul - and thanks to the Ringmaster, so do you. (Remember,
Warnings: Individually marked!
THE CITY OF GREYSOL↴ The carnival arrives in a manicured park in the center of a big city that sprawls out along where the river reaches the ocean. It’s spring, early enough that nights are chilly, warm enough in the days that people and their souls savor the weather, and sometimes shelter together from the rain. Greysol was designed from the bottom up to accommodate the human-dæmon bond. Go out and see! ► THE SHAPE OF YOUR SOUL: The dæmon-forming spell kicks in at about four in the morning. Most characters will wake up with their souls in some small form, curled against them. Even if they were awake, they became dazed and unfocused while their souls were being drawn out of their bodies and have little memory of how it happened. Until that evening every character's dæmon is able to change shapes, and children and some teens will continue to do so. Most will settle on their permanent forms by evening. Characters without dæmons will just look on, and the few who are thousand-pound bears have to handle being really big. ► IT’S GOOD TO SETTLE: Elaine Tavis Aracari, sixteen-year-old daughter of two actors and a moving pictures sensation herself, just ‘settled’ - her dæmon Tavis stopped changing shape - as a stunning blue peacock. Settling is a major coming of age milestone and celebrated as such in different ways all over the world. She and her family are throwing a massive party in the central park and inviting the public to join in! Enjoy easy access to free catering, live music and showings of moving pictures, and displays of mostly trivial magic. There are also form readers from across the country setting up booths, happy to accept a small fee to inspect your dæmon’s settled or most favored forms and tell you what they mean. Is there anything to these analyses? Eh, maybe, but they’re flattering and fun. ► WITCHING HOURS: Characters who are clearly witches for this event will often be assumed to be in town for a lover, and people, witches and not, may want to know who that is. Humans usually regard them with wary respect and interest. Real witches living with their human families or on business quickly suspect that something’s up, but without clear and present danger take a relaxed wait-and-see attitude. Wait for long enough and any possible decision will come around again, they believe. There isn’t time to learn much witch magic, but witches, real and carnival-made, have an inherent power: the ability to fly using branches of “cloudpine”, an attractive soft-needled tree common in the park. Witches usually ride large branches as if they’re steeds but can use even short sprays, and you’ll probably see the few witches in the city coming to the park to do so. Why not try? ► BEAR PUN: Human-panserbjørn relations have historically been troubled, but have warmed in the past century. It’s the 65th anniversary of the breaking of the Siege of Bertin, a much-mythologized time when Spectres flooded Greysol and a company of panserbjørn arrived and directed efforts to get the survivors out of the city. A statue is being erected and many florid accounts of the story are being told. If you’re in a panserbjørn shape for the duration of the visit you will probably get thanked and celebrated by people trying to hide their nervousness of you. Expect someone to ask if your dæmon would be a human - it’s a common supposition. ► KERNER ISLAND: From the harbor you can see a wooded island. Although there are no rocks to speak of it sports a tall lighthouse, and nearly all boat traffic avoids it carefully. On a clear day someone with binoculars or a particularly sharp-eyed soul can see loads of trash, birds and various other animals that don’t seem local, and… children? Adults and settled teenagers will see tall vague shapes moving about too. When asked about it the most important thing adults will tell other adults is don’t go there. They’ll hold their dæmons close and tell you that on that island are things that eat souls. They may also admit with mixed pride and shame that it’s been a source of wealth and innovation for the city. There’s a facility there that can open windows into other worlds, and the children who can reach it can cross through and bring things back. Many of the children are recruited by research and development teams on the lookout for items they can use, but there are also kids out to have adventures or who’ve run away. More on this later. |
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Joker and Aurora exchange a glance, both trying to figure out how to address this sort of thing. On one hand... He can't say he doesn't understand the concern. "That sort of thing is why we went off on our own," Aurora has to admit, speaking before Joker can stop her. "It's a scary thing ta think what could happen ta folks, innit?"
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"We really like it with the Carnival..! If we have to leave before he comes back..."
"....What do we do then..?"
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"Instead of askin' what ta do then," he says gently, "why don't ya focus on the now? Tell me, ya ever do much letter writin', back in yer home?"
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"We had EMAILS you know!!!"
"Ahh!! B- That's beside the point...it's what to do now that has me stuck..!"
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"What I mean ta say," he tries, "is that ya might want ta try writin' letters ta him while yer here. Ya won't be able ta send 'em off, but ya could keep 'em with ya. It might help him feel not so far away. And if ya ever do have ta leave for whatever reason, ya can leave the letters with someone here so that they get ta who they need ta be." Joker grins a little. "I'm sure not goin' anywhere for a few years."
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"The whole deal was that he won't come back until we're gone!!"
"The plan was that I'd go home...and that would be when he went back to his contract...but..."
...Well. That's hard. No doubt extra so due to her own attachment to the Carnival....
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Joker has to admit it's a good question. Obviously she's feeling a little lonely, but also...
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"........Well we don't wanna LEAVE..!!"
"...But if it means Jack never comes back, and I never see him...I..."
They probably shouldn't have made this deal.
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Still, he likes Carly. Thus, if he could, he'd like to help. But with what? Him and Aurora glance at each other, both of them making a clicking noise in unison.
"Shame about not bein' able ta see him again, but..."
Joker taps his fingers together sharply. "Oh! But that just means stayin' in the Carnival, so, y'know-" And Aurora does know, on account of being him, and the little magpie starts to hop along his shoulder.
"You should find a gadget sorta thing!"
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Carly blinks, staring at the bird. "...................A gadget..?"
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"Like those fancy phones that let ya see people- or those computers with their Sky things!" He waves his hand through the air. "But that can make it through the whole... other worlds problem. That way, the two of ya could talk with each other, whenever ya liked." His hand falls down, knuckles resting against his hip. "It's an idea, at least. Right?"
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"...How's that supposed to work if he's frozen in time so that he can come back and do HIS contract though..!?" They'd love for this to work, really, but...Trying to wrap their heads around it is a bit odd. As far as they'd agreed, Jack's basically in the same state anyone entering a contract tent is in; until Carly goes, Jack's not budging a minute.
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"Ringmaster could probably figure it out, since it's her that's dealin' with all this. Besides, the worst that could happen is that she'd say 'no', right?"
-gently eases this into a tie up-
Carly looks to her daemon, and her daemon gives a short 'squawk' sort of sound. "I mean, I GUESS..!"
"PfffHhhhfhh...It's not I guess, we might as well ask..!"