⇨ CAMPING GROUNDS

[ringleaders]

Who: Everybody!
When: Day 64
Where: The Camping Grounds
What: While the Ringmaster attempts to purge the carnival of magical tracing spells and deal with the angry fire fae in her belly, everyone else is getting sent on an emergency camping trip with some unusual local fauna.
Warnings: Camping.

CRYPTIC CAMPGROUNDS↴ You're given about three hours to prepare, after the Ringmaster tells you her plans for the coming week. There is a vast selection of camping equipment at your disposal, and the means to take along enough food for the length of the stay. The wilderness of the planet you're left on is nearly idyllic, but some people just don't like the great outdoors. ► CRYPTOZOOLOGY: As it turns out, the carnival won't be alone here. There is a varied ecosystem of cryptids to be found as well, living in relative peace and mostly reacting to the newcomers with curiousity. More details can be found on the plotting post. You are free to NPC the cryptids as much as you need to, as long as you stick to the behaviours described. ► DREAMSHARING: There is a player plot going on which will allow characters to share dreams! These are specifically more dreams than nightmares, and the mushi-adept characters will be here to help. ► CHILLAX: There isn't any plot twist for this setting, so this is mostly an opportunity to decompress from the last plot and get ready for the future. The Ringmaster will show up occasionally to help with needed medical treatments and check on things, but won't stick around for long.

Comments

[spaghettimonster]

He doesn't spend the full few days eggside; Strange has friends (and people who wouldn't call themselves 'friends,' but do care) who swing by for some quality time with the egg.

But Papyrus' stubborn dedication to the task means he doesn't make it to the campfires for some of the meals, this one included.

"Hi Hinawa! It's very... relaxing," he says, dancing round saying 'no'. "Next place we go, I should ask acquisitions for some action figures... Or buy some myself."

[sunflowerfields]

It's okay, she can tell he's bored, even if he isn't fidgeting like one of her boys (yet).

"Well, I brought you some dinner since we didn't see you earlier," She smiles, handing him a plate of meat and potatoes. So many potatoes. they've gotta do something with them.

[spaghettimonster]

Emphasis on yet, his practice at staying in one place (to look all the more impressive and capable) is really the only thing stopping him.

"Oh, thank you! I appreciate it!" He considers the potatoes for a minute, because really? Again? "Has someone been... growing these in their trailer? We never seem to run out."

[sunflowerfields]

"We just have... a lot of them." She laughs awkwardly. No, they'll never run out of potatoes. "How's your watch going, dear?"

[spaghettimonster]

"Well, peaceful, and quiet! This is probably the best-behaved he's ever been," gesturing at the Strange egg. "The only trouble was when one of those 'bigfoots' came through... They were a little too interested in the egg. But, I sent him on his way, with the gift of a perfectly ordinary bone to play with."