⇨ 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

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert shrugs. ]

Must have been pretty bad. [ He doesn't recall exactly what he said, now, on account of being immediately smashed into some steps right after. Doesn't seem all that important now, either. He isn't much of one for regrets.

He certainly doesn't regret giving Rhys faerie alcohol. He can't help snickering at his reaction, lazily taking the bottle back. ]

Got a nice kick to it, doesn't it?

[seniorvicejanitor]

You don't remember what you did?

[ rhys can't help but wonder if that's because of whatever the Ringmaster had done to him or because of the drinking. rhys isn't sure which one he'd prefer either. the drinking probably. because at least you had fun with your forgetting. ]

It's pretty strong.

[ his throat feels like it's on fire. his eyes are crossing and he's pretty sure that booze is eating the lining of his stomach. ]

[whattaprick]

That ale's strong enough to get a True Fae drunk. And I did say I got thrown into a wall, didn't I?

[ Alcohol probably isn't helping with any potential brain damage. He has a vague memory of muttering some shit during the times he was falling in and out of lucidity, after, it's a bit hard to remember all of that. He probably talked too much. ]

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ he'd had a few sips of the booze, lambert, it's a bit hard to remember his name right now okay give him a break!!! ]

Better you than me.

[ with the wall thing, he meant. rhys was probably breakable. ]

Why are you even drinking something this strong? You're not going to remember anything when you wake up tomorrow.

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert waves a hand vaguely, the motion slow and easy. Probably indicating he’s already taken a few sips himself. ]

Takes a lot to get me drunk, normally. Drinking something like this is faster.

We’re supposed to relax or something, right?

[seniorvicejanitor]

I think so but I'm not exactly camping material.

[ his idea of roughing it was wearing shoes without socks. ]

I keep waiting for something bad to happen.

[whattaprick]

Of course it will.

[ Lambert says matter of factly, waving a hand around. ]

We're in the middle of the woods with a bunch of wild animals around. It's just a matter of time before someone does something stupid.

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ you're such a comfort, lambert. ]

You're not very reassuring. You realize that, right?

[whattaprick]

[ Lambert grins at Rhys, baring sharp teeth. ]

No, but I'm pretty good at killing monsters.

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ so at least rhys knows who to stand beside when it came to hiding from anything bigger than his own body. ]

Well, let's hope those skills aren't needed here. We're supposed to be on a vacation right? Just relaxing?

[ yeah right. ]

[whattaprick]

Supposed to be, yeah. While the Ringmaster does whatever she's doing to the Carnival back there.

[ Kicked out while mom cleans house, that's them. ]

Wouldn't get too comfortable though. We're probably heading somewhere dangerous next, so you might as well spend time getting ready for it.

[seniorvicejanitor]

[ you were such a comfort, lambert. really. such a comfort. ]

Oh.

Super.

I can't wait.