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Lost Carnival Mods ([personal profile] ringleaders) wrote in [community profile] lostcarnival2017-10-13 06:00 pm

⇨ FOURTH WALL EVENT! (OPEN TO ALL)

Who: Everyone and the 4th Wall Visitors!
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.

THE GRAND BALL

Heartstone Manor is a giant, spooky castle floating in the middle of a twilight filled void. It is the home of a Wyld Fae calling himself The Prince - and despite his name, he is a bestial creature crammed into a gentleman's clothing, completely obsessed with replicating the ideals of old timey human society, much like the 1800's. The Prince and his many servants all dress in a manner appropriate to to the 1500's - 1800's, and decorum and beauty are held sacred above all else. All the workers of the carnival are currently staying there, in the hope of enabling a successful diplomatic venture between the Ringmaster and the Prince. The Grand Ball is being thrown by the Prince to honour these guests, but his manner of doing this is going to come as a bit of a surprise.

THE RULES
  • Powers are all partially nerfed for 4th Wallers. They can be used in small to moderate ways for the sake of RP and narrative flavour, but 4th Wallers shouldn’t generally be using any powers in a super disruptive manner. No using powers for fighting with NPCs (yet), causing general chaos, or otherwise making your character a burden to the Prince. If they try, they’ll find themselves unable to do so.
  • Your character isn’t sure how they got here but they think they’re okay with it. Your character won’t remember how they were captured by the Prince at the start of the ball. They’re just kind of here and in formal wear, and something tells them it’s probably fine to just enjoy the ball. They are wrong.
  • In-game characters won’t initially remember how they all ended up at the ball either thanks to a temporary amnesia effect, but they will be able to be concerned about the fact that other people (possibly people they know) have shown up, and the fact that those other people are probably the Prince’s captives. Weren’t they doing something else at the castle before this, though? It’s hard to remember. This is all very confusing.
  • 4th Wall character who aren’t apping in were possibly never the real deal in the first place. There are a mixture of genuine captives and spooky replications created with magic – this is to provide some flexibility regarding 4th wall character’s states in game, as well to allow more than one of each character to be played. If there are multiple people playing the same character, then whichever one has an app accepted will have been the real one.
  • No doubles of in game characters. (Taken list here.) No AUs, no CRAUs, and nothing else besides characters that have full source canons or are original characters/fandom OCs with no bearing on the canon plot. If you tag in with a character who breaks these rules we reserve the right to remove them.



THE SETUP: 4TH WALLERS
  • With incredibly foggy memories of their recent past, your character will find themselves at a grand ballroom dance, filled with a mixture of normal humans and odd looking humanoids that have strange features like wings, horns, tails, fur, and the like. They have vague memories of being dressed for the occasion, but are not sure by who or why. Most disturbingly, they will find that, at first at least, they don’t really care about the details. It seems like a pleasant event, doesn’t it? Why not enjoy it.
  • This effect is definitely some kind of mind control, so you can feel free to have your characters be a bit confused and conflicted about it. Ultimately, they have been charmed to participate in the dance, so they will feel like riding the wave is the best thing to do even if that wouldn’t normally be their cup of tea. If your character has resistances to some forms of mind control, they are still overruled in this circumstance.
  • They may discover people they recognize (castmates) or even duplicates of themselves (somehow?), and these can all be treated as canonly occurring and played out as such. This event is canon for Lost Carnival, so it should be played seriously and respectfully – not that silly shenanigans aren’t also bound to happen.
  • All characters are required to dress in formal attire appropriate to a period area – specifically anywhere from the 1500s to 1800s. The Prince prefers if people are heteronormative in their clothing choices, but if you want you can probably get away with your ladies wearing suits or men wearing dresses as long as they look presentable otherwise.



THE SETUP: MANOR GUESTS
  • You find yourself at the Grand Ball without really remembering how you got here. The last few days are a foggy blur, and though you can remember some of the important stuff you were dealing with, it will feel less important right at the start. Of course, as the night goes on, memories of how the carnival reached this event will become more and more clear – as well as the inevitable worry and stress that comes with it.
  • For most people, there will have absolutely no memory of anything that happened after the morning of Day 175. Did the boating trip ever happen? Possibly not. Even as the night progresses, they will still have no recollection of how most of Day 175 went, which is probably disturbing. The Mod has contacted those that are exceptions to this privately to tell them what they will remember.
  • The people lost to the Manor’s security earlier in the week will be here too, but not as guests. In fact, all of them will be dressed in the black attire of a Heartstone Manor servant and will seem pretty okay with that fact. There are parts of them that look changed – and their dispositions are definitely one of them. How else could they possibly be working for the Prince now?
  • Updates to the event situation will be posted down in this section below. People can react to these posts as the circumstances change, and may new top levels based on them. It is possible to try to sneak away from the ball, but Manor Security will be trying to hunt you down. There is no mandatory outcome planed to this event, so character decisions can and will have a major effect in where the plot goes from here.



THE ACCOMODATIONS
  • MUSIC AND DANCING: There will be music playing the whole night, and most of it is so good you feel practically compelled to dance to it. It's possible to resist, but why would you want to do that, you party pooper?
  • FOOD AND DRINK: There are circle tables set up with fine silverware, and upon sitting down you will soon have a waiter come back to ask for an order. You can request basically any European cusine and it will be made for you. You will also be given drinks, most of which are alcohol, no matter your age. Fae don't care about children.
  • BALCONY STARGAZING: There are balconies that are connected to the ballroom in multiple locations that you can step out onto to get some fresh air. You'll see the courtyard of the Manor down below you, but everything beyond that is black, as if the castle is floating within a twilight void. (Because it is.) One small change is that there are stars out tonight, probably added to the sky for the occasion.
  • ALL NIGHT LONG: The ball will go on far into the early morning. Or, at least, until everyone fucks it up.
spaghettimonster: (WHAT???)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-14 04:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh, no, not all night?" Papyrus tugs back, trying to free his hand. Unfortunately for that idea, the skeleton's lighter, rather less muscular, and... Right, Lambert's strong. He's not about to successfully pry himself loose without judicious magic. Or, maybe, the power of word.

"I meant to stand there a little longer! And then patrol. And, then, stand somewhere else."
whattaprick: (i activate my trap card)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-10-14 07:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Does Papyrus even know how to dance? Lambert has no idea. Which of them should even lead? He doesn't care about that either, and he's firmly escorting him to the dance floor, scanning the crowd.

"Patrol?" he laughs. "It's a party. What's there to patrol for?"
spaghettimonster: (I HAVE ONLY GOOD FEELINGS ABOUT THIS.)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-14 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
The long answer is, the day's schedule included ample time for instruction in formal dance, and surely Papyrus would have picked up a few things along the way. Unfortunately, nobody remembers the lessons. So the short answer is, no.

"Humans...?" Papyrus knows that's not it, but it's hard to focus. Especially with the music, and the dancing around them. "Wait, no, not that! That's the old answer. Vampires? There was something..."
whattaprick: (go figure)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-10-15 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
Lambert will, at that, stop trying to yank Papyrus onto the dance floor, setting his hands on his hips and squinting at him dubiously.

"We're not where you came from anymore," Lambert reminds him. "And we beat the vampires already, remember?"

It's easier to remember this sort of thing, for some reason. Perhaps because it's not so direly relevant to the matters at hand. But as for what Papyrus should be patrolling for, Lambert doesn't know.

"Besides," he says after a beat, "You don't even work for Sans. That's not your job."
Edited 2017-10-15 01:11 (UTC)
spaghettimonster: (OH NO!)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-15 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Sans!" Papyrus drops a fist into his other hand, the mention of his brother finally sparking a forgotten thought.

He shakes his head as to shake off water, or forgetfulness. "That's right! I don't work for him... but I'm supposed to be minding him. And he went missing."

Admittedly, it was theoretically only for a couple hours. But between the radio silence and the sheer strangeness of the 'Sans' who showed up afterwards...
whattaprick: (eeeyyy lmao)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-10-15 02:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Guilt isn't an emotion Lambert generally experiences. Frustration, however, definitely is, and he can remember being frustrated about something about Sans recently ...

It's hard to grasp.

"Isn't it usually the other way around?" he asks, instead. "I thought it was his job to mind you."
Edited 2017-10-15 14:56 (UTC)
spaghettimonster: (WHY DOES SOMEONE AS GREAT AS ME...)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-15 05:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Sans is often, and often intentionally, frustrating. No wonder it's hard to think of particulars. But there's no sense asking Papyrus what the cause might be. Right this moment, frustration with his brother is less ohis mind than a mix of frustration and confusion with Lambert.

"What? Sans, minding me? He's the one who keeps secrets, and breaks laws." Papyrus steps out of the way of a pair of unfamiliar dancers, and scowls as they pass. "We're both adults. I can't clean up all his messes... but I can try to push him to do it himself."
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-10-20 11:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"He's the Warden. It's his job to mind everyone." As soon as he says that, Lambert winces. Somehow, that statement makes him feel oddly uncomfortable, though the haze the enchantment's drawn over the evening makes it easy to brush off.

But he'll manage to retain enough clarity of mind to hold onto what Papyrus said, earlier. "He went missing? When?"

It's early enough in the evening that the spell hasn't had enough time to shed the enchantment. Perhaps it clamps down harder simply because the witcher's mind wants to resist it so badly.
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[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-24 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
For Papyrus, a picky eater who's even less than skin and bones, it's been fading since barely into the ball. He's hardly clear or sensible; it's fading in this intermittent, back and forth way, where he loses focus and finds himself mingling with crowds or dancing with a stranger again.

"Uh... What day is today?" It's even difficult to remember what the schedule was supposed to be. "Well, before the hunt, anyway!!"
whattaprick: (ugh not this shit again)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-10-25 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Damn," Lambert says, a bit blankly. That's a realization that should really cause much more panic and fury than it does in him right now, but that's because his emotions currently primarily feel like they're trying to rise through treacle. He shakes his head, frowning. There is one thing he's certain of...

"He's got to be around here somewhere," he assures Papyrus with a confidence he doesn't really feel. "I don't think the Prince would let him skip out of his party. That'd be breaking the rules."
spaghettimonster: (WHAT? REALLY!?)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-25 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"There were rules about being in bedrooms, and at meals, and so forth..." Papyrus says, "But, I don't know enough about fae rules to disbelieve you."

If it were anybody else saying it, besides like the Ringmaster or someone, he'd would be a lot more skeptical. But Lambert was one of the two giving the rules listing in the first place. Maybe the party is just that much bigger a deal than anything else?

"So, whew!! He must be around here somewhere! I'll keep looking for him."
whattaprick: (standalone)

[personal profile] whattaprick 2017-10-29 02:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"They're just his rules, I think. But we're in his realm, so we have to follow them." The words trouble Lambert a little, as he frowns. There's something kind of irritating about that thought ... well, needless to say, he's brushing it off quickly.

"Good luck with that." If Sans doesn't want to be found ... well, Papyrus would know better than anyone about that, wouldn't he? "If I see him around, I'll let him know you're looking for him."
Edited 2017-10-29 14:06 (UTC)
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[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2017-10-31 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
As with so many things with Papyrus, there's a difference between knowing and admitting he knows. For the moment, he shoots Lambert a too-enthusiastic thumbs up, full of all the confidence he's trying to make up on the spot. "Yeah! Give me a call!" On the radio he doesn't have with him. "I'll be around."