Lost Carnival Mods (
ringleaders) wrote in
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. |


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...I meant...after I guess? ...We talked about things, like presents for people.
[She. Should probably give a name though.] UM! I'm Reira..! ...so....I guess now we actually know who we are.
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I already knew who I was... But you're right! I didn't remember who you are. You're the one... who I meant to give this to!
[Out of thin air, or maybe just a magical pocket, Papyrus pulls out: a bone with a fancy ribbone tied around its center.
The edges of the ribbon look like the ends of even tinier bones.]
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....And oh. Oh. Reira gasps a little as the bone appears, looking at the ribbone, the ribbon...]
....it's for me..? [She finds herself asking, even though he just told her it was. It's just a very strange experience, getting a. Present. Her hands are shaking a little as she reaches for it, as if afraid she'll break it.]
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[He presents it to her, held before him where she can easily get ahold of it.
It's a particularly sturdy, well-formed bone. One he put time and care into making. It won't be disappearing any time soon... so long as Papyrus is alive.]
And this is an anytime sort of friendliness. It can't even be cheating, unless... somehow you get in a 'best bone' competition? [Those might be things?]
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She didn't know what was coming, this time, she didn't know something was coming at all, and-] ....It's nice, [she eventually says, smiling and holding it close.] Umn....
...Why would it be cheating ever, though? If I was in a contest, I'd have to make something myself, right?
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Because, why would you have a competition for collected bones, that gives an unfair advantage to dogs. But bone-creating gives the advantage to skeletons...
[Bone competitions all around seem a little too complicated to be viable. But something about the idea just seemed sensible. Aren't most people feeling the need to just... collect things, keeping the best ones around to admire? Not that Papyrus has started thinking of it in these words, but there's some good things in the world to hoard.]
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...but.... ....What about a skeleton dog?
[She may be getting side tracked.] ....What do you make bones for, anyway..?
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But, anyway, I make bones for lots of things. Like gifts, but most of all: as attacks! They're for fighting with.
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Attacks and fighting for her??] ...........You're giving me a bone....to keep me safe? [She interprets, apparently more awestruck than even before.]
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But... swinging one of these around is one way to fight. [A good enough way for the Hunt. He tries, very hard, not to think about that. It was bad.
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...I didn't think I was going to get something, and then you came and gave me something, [She explains, trying to at least quell any confusion from the other.] So...
...It feels really important, to make sure it's right!
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But, presents... I think the best thing is, use it how you want to use it. Just knowing you appreciate it is right enough for me!
If that means attacks, I could... show you some tips and tricks for wielding a bone! If that means saving it as a high-grade, Papyrus Collectors' Item, we could... find a shelf to display it on?
Really, there's so many options, I'm making myself dizzy with them.
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[Well, that's fortunate. But. What's unfortunate is, well.] ................that's a lot of choices.........
[Papyrus you were meant to help her figure this out, now there's TOO MANY CHOICES.] Ummhhh....
...can....you.... [She looks at the bone a bit. This seems far too large to do something like wear on a sleeve or something. And she definitely doesn't want to ruin her first Real Present by going around and hitting people with it. Or however magic bones work.] Mmnnh... ...Magic is something that sounds 'cool', [she admits, the last word feeling a bit odd to say,] But........
....Can you hug a bone? [She decides, blinking at the skeleton. She might not know what to do with this yet, but that answer is still Important, she figures.]
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Bones are great for hugging, that's what makes skeletons so cuddly. [He should know, he has hugged a skeleton at least twice this week. And his daemon is pretty physically affectionate when she's about.]
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She is staring at him with quite a fair bit of awe, now. She didn't know this, after all! She's assuming he means...monster skeletons, granted. She's never had much of a chance to hug a monster skeleton, so....
...So Reira takes a few steps deliberately forward, and decides to hug him.
Or his legs. She's quite short, so.]
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He eeps a high-pitched sound in his surprise, staring down at her. She's so short! It's almost more a leglock than a hug, some corner of him expects to be toppled over at any moment! But that's a hug, and still a hug, and it's precious.]
You see! Cuddly as can be, although... I admit, I didn't think of the difference in our heights! If I could kneel down, I could hug you back?
[Failing that, maybe he could blue magic her up into the air. But you don't just do that, you give warning first.]
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....Lots of people are taller than I am, though.
[Anyway you're still cuddly, even if it's like. Rock cuddly.]
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Fortunately, with a little wiggle room... You can hug on an equal footing, regardless of if they have feet. Behold, and be held!
[Papyrus gestures, pings her blue, and floats her up where they can hug face to face.]
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[It's good that she's quick to react, really-because quickly she's got her arms around the other's shoulders, half for the hug and half for fear of floating away.] ...Woah.
[She calms down once she realizes she isn't, of course.]
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... which means if he's skewing anywhere, he's more scared of anyone right now, so the best he can do for himself is pop up near Reira and try to force kinship to the front. All the scared feelings are calling out the others, and he doesn't like it.
He leans to see Papyrus hug her, staring a bit blankly, and...
Burrows into the ground again! ]
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As you can see... I'm a truly expert hugger! No matter the height difference, I can make it happen.
[Not that he's had much call for it, but you never know!!]
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How do bones make that magic..!? [She questions, eyes wide. Of course, just as she says that, there's a little....blip near them, and then back to farther away, and-]
Umn.... [She looks to the ground where Flowey Was, and then toward where he should be now. Which is decidedly not the direction of Papyrus' face.]
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He remembered that Papyrus nearly brought him to that state of non-boredom and kept things new every now and then, and Reira-- Reira already believed him. ]
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[It's the best combination. Bones to distract as he pings a soul blue... blue magic to trip people up, making it harder to dodge the bones... A match made in blue magic heaven! Wherever that might be.]
I don't think having a bone would let you use it... but I'm happy to give a lift any time. [The moment he knows she wants down, she can drift to the ground with the gentlest of tugging. Like bouncing around on the moon!]
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[She has to go Find someone. Or actually, speak to someone, since now that she looks, she can see Flowey again.] Ah-
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