Lost Carnival Mods (
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lostcarnival2017-11-11 10:17 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- 9s,
- @heartstone manor,
- alphys,
- amethyst,
- cole,
- commander syrlya,
- doll,
- five,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- hinawa,
- ichigo kurosaki,
- john childermass,
- joker,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- junko enoshima,
- lambert,
- lauren,
- mari makinami illustrious,
- miko nakadai,
- papyrus,
- reira akaba,
- rita mordio,
- sans,
- sora,
- susan,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- tyki mikk,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yūya sakaki,
- zangetsu
⇨ THE PRINCE IS DEAD
Who: Everyone!
When: Day 178 - B1: Day 6
Where: The Carnival and sometimes on top of the Heart of Stone.
What: Now that the Prince is dead and gone, there's a lot left to sort out. As the remaining servants are liberated and those captured by the Prince are tended to, it's time for recovery and goodbyes.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.
When: Day 178 - B1: Day 6
Where: The Carnival and sometimes on top of the Heart of Stone.
What: Now that the Prince is dead and gone, there's a lot left to sort out. As the remaining servants are liberated and those captured by the Prince are tended to, it's time for recovery and goodbyes.
Warnings: Nothing in particular.
HOME GROUND↴![]() At long last, it is over. The Prince is dead, and all of his stolen Names have been restored - all that's left to do is treat the wounds and move on. For the first day or two, the Ringmaster will be arranging passage for the servants that are left, all of which have remembered their names for the first time in years. The earth elemental that had been trapped and forced to serve as the Prince's manor, the Heart of Stone, is happy to help for the moment. It appreciates the Ringmaster's mercy, and is free after untold eons of imprisonment. Yet, there are plenty of aspects that are far from simple. There are still servants left mad and transformed into beasts, with no easy way to change them back. The Prince's spells outlive him, and those bearing his poison and his curses will have a difficult road ahead of them. Though most of the bestial servants have been rounded up, and a large number that had been reduced to unmoving statues returned, even the Ringmaster can't return them to normal so simply. The next week is for rest and for settling remaining affairs. If you want to bid farewell to any particular NPCs, or assure care is given where it's needed, now is the time to do it. ► A CURE: The Ringmaster will tell everyone simply - there is no simple way to undo another fae's magic. The Prince's powers were essentially on par with hers, which means that those who have been transformed to stone and those that were cursed into beasts and driven insane are not something she can trivially fix. It will take the work of the carnival and a couple weeks of treatment to shed the curse of stone, and the maddened servants are an entirely separate matter. She will do what she can, but for the most part she is arranging for the Prince's servants to be cared for elsewhere. At least for now, the Ringmaster will be animating the stone portions of people's bodies with magic, though those portions will still be a bit clumsy and numb feeling. ► THE NEW HEARTSTONE: In the absence of the prince, the Heart of Stone will be taking over the remains of the Prince's realm and preventing it from collapsing into void. As it turns out, the manor had been an earth elemental all along - a form of Wyld Fae almost on par to the Prince and Ringmaster themselves. How the Heart of Stone was enslaved is a long story presumably, but the Ringmaster considers it to be a sign of the Prince's own depravity. The Heart will be allowing visitors for the first couple days of this period through the portal, but keep in mind you are essentially just walking around on its body. At least the realm has a floor, now, instead an endless abyss surrounding it. |


REIRA AKABA | OTA
D178 - B1:D1 | Aimlessness
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"Uuuum..." Connie says with pretty poor vocals. It's rather likely Reira doesn't hear her at all, unless she manages to look Connie's way and see her extremely earnest and moderately desperate expression.
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".............Ummmmm..."
This conversation is starting marvelously.
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Anyway, Connie seems to have spooked the child. Oh no!
"Wait! Sorry, it's okay! I was just-" She kind of floundered a little bit, over-gesticulating. "I was hoping- do you know where Gongenzaka lives?" Because she has no clue.
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But that aside.
"................Who're you?" ...Also. "...............why're you nervous..?"
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B1:D3-D5 | Focus
[The Obstacle Course is not meant for small bodies.] Mnnh...HMp-!
[But Reira it seems has found her own way to cheat. Step one-set up an Action Field with her duel disk-the holographic platforms that appear randomly make it slightly easier to find something to jump on if she can't bridge a gap on her own.
Step two however, is in the large floating Eye about her size, with her. Every now and then she jumps at it, instead of the next thing to leap to, allowing it to awkwardly hover her over to the other side. Climbing, and otherwise, otherwise works easily. She can, in fact, get up the low rope. She can, in fact, run along the balancing bridge. The fact is, most of the latter end of the course is...Easy. As if she's done it in reality, to an extent.
It's just those darn adult sized leaps and vaults....]
[A Meat Treat]
[Reira may no longer be a thief-but she is still an animal keeper, and with all her renewed determination in proving herself worth something to this place, she is therefore continuing that work full force. Ginko is helping with those in need of medical recovery, alongside work with the animals after all. So she's certain that it's necessary to pick up the slack (even if there's apparently another to do that as well. Though they probably need 'lessons' or something).
Right now? She sits perched above a large, feathery head, in such a spot that if the T-Rex begins to run, she won't be launched away.] Ready? [she asks, holding what seems to be a large chunk of questionable meat. She is, rather fortunately, wearing some sort of cheap rain-slicker on top of this.] ...Go!
[She doesn't throw it very far, but that's all the T-Rex really needs to be able to dart their head forward and snap the 'treat' up. The end result is a beaming seven year old.] Yeah..!
[She had better hope Ginko did not just see this. But in her defense, she's never actually suggested this plan out loud, and had it shot down.]
[WILDCARD - If you have something else in mind, Reira will be far more active despite her poisoned state, during the later week. She's almost constantly looking for something to help with, or do, even if she's not quite the right size for it.]
[a meat treat]
So Flowey has been keeping close. Er, sorry, Reira-- 'Reisa'. He's gonna bug you a ton, because this is his first nice feeling. ]
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You're really that good with animals, huh?
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She peers up from within the various feathers, as if sitting in a field of grass, and shrugs.] Um...I guess? [she asks, as if unsure.] ....I just listen to what they're feeling. ...This one wanted a juicy thing.
[Reira, go figure, is Not a juicy thing. In fact she'd be a very crunchy thing. She's safe (also she's a keeper, so).]
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Of course you'd be. You can read their feelings, so you know exactly what they want. You don't even have a reason to be scared of them.
[ He pauses. ]
I wish I could get up on that thing.
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[Reira how would that even Work.]
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WILDCARD like D3 I guess. carebear time
Which means it's a few days before he's visiting her trailer, knocking before he tests the doorknob to peek in just a crack.]
Reira? Yuzu? [Really, he'll talk to whoever's in here.]
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Still, Reira looks up from another frowning stare with 'carebears', blinking at the door.] ....'s just Reira, [She eventually replies.]
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Hey, Reira. You feeling any better?
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Reira looks blearily over from where she is, blinking.] ....A little, I guess.
[She does Not feel better.]
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meat treat
This is weird. He's not certain if he likes it.
So, after an awkward pause, he makes himself seen and makes himself known. ]
Um. What is that?
[ the perils of being from a fantasy-based canon. ]
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[The T-Rex, fortunately, isn't interested in Cole while she has her 'snack'. Also she's been fed today. But still.] ....This is the 'Tyrannosaurus', [she answers.] ....A dinosaur?
[...wait hold on-] AH.... ....you were at the dance...
[W e l p this is a touch awkward she's sure. Also they are Probably Shouting. She's quite high up.]
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But he can talk about the dance. Cole nods a bit before yelling back up at Reira, ]
I'm glad you're you again.
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[It's a pretty Yeah Deal.] I am too, but I'm still sick I guess...!
[This is, without a doubt, a very odd conversation to have in shouts.]
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this could be a good point to wind things down? :0a
works for me!
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up and at 'm
But it'd be rude to jump on in when somebody else is already using it, and polite to be an approving and appreciative audience. Probably. So he loiters below the balancing bridge, watching as the surprisingly small person make their way across with some non-regulation aids, and starts applauding after a good jump.]
Hey, good jump!
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...t...thanks....
[SHE'S NOT SURE WHAT TO DO WITH THIS...]
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You're very welcome... for a couple true words!
[He shoots her a thumbs up, and pointedly looks up and down the length of the course. Those soot marks signaling firey bursts have shot out before... the areas where segments can go in disorienting, rapid motion... Papyrus cusps hands to cheekbones, and announces in all sincerity:]
Wow, they really didn't make this thing easy, did that? I'm so excited!
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Yum
It is not another tyrannosaur, it is Julien. It is both halves of Julien, one helping support the other, stretching out his abused legs. The tyrannosaur has seen the big pigeon-body before, of course, the largest other feathered thing around but still relatively small.
However. He is the right shape, ish, and patterned nicely, and has good plumage, and now he has the right smell. Smells like a male. Not a particularly healthy one but still. Hm. Hmmm.
Julien of course has no idea why the dinosaur is up at the border of its pen sniffing and staring.]
Oh, hey. I don't have a treat for you, sorry? It was the one time and I probably shouldn't have done even that.
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I THINK SHE THINKS YOU'RE REALLY PRETTY JULIEN!!
[GETTIN' THAT VIBE.]
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Reira? You're riding it? ...Is it a girl?
[When both halves of him are in the same place he has a way of tilting his heads; synchronized, but each in a different direction. Julien doesn't actually know he does this.]
I think I'm flattered!
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it was short but now Snow can happen I guess lmf