⇨ 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

[pipers_son]

Victory. For the bedroom, at least, if not yet for the speech-now-rally. But that's a pretty good victory for right now, isn't it? The rally is all tomorrow.

Only thinking about it still feels a little foggy, for some reason. Eh.

"So we'll make it a very exciting rally to keep their attention," he says, "but I'm sure a new name isn't all you wanted to talk about, is it?"

[npcarnival]

"Mm, no," she admits, her smile fading, if only for a moment. "But... I suppose it can wait till later."

She slips her arms over yours, leaning down to trap you in a kiss. There is a coldness to the touch, but the emotions behind it is warm. The encounter begins to take on a dizzying effect, your interactions escalating in smooth and dream-like ways.

There is pleasure. Lots of it. And there is love.

'I missed you,' you think.

[pipers_son]

Yeah. He has, hasn't he? He really has missed her. That feels right. And, more importantly, it feels wonderful. The lack of details isn't important so much as the warmth overlapping all of it.

Still, even as he wants it to never end....

...It's going to.