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lostcarnival2018-06-09 06:55 pm
ringleaders) wrote in lostcarnival2018-06-09 06:55 pm
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⇨ CAMPING GROUNDS
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.
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. |
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Apparently, that's her biggest concern right now. The fact that she knew how to speak Cat a second ago and now suddenly can't is only secondary to her desire to win that argument in as thorough a manner as possible.
She sees 9S seeking out her hand, and she extends her free hand to meet his, the other still holding the teacup. "Of course I'm alright," she replies, looking amused at his seemingly baseless concern. "What are you so worried about?"
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And she certainly doesn't try to talk advanced theory to Francis. ...At least not when he's looking. This is all weird...
"I thought..." He hesitates, threading his fingers between hers. "...Something might've... happened?"
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And what does he mean, she doesn't normally speak to cats like this...? Doesn't she? She feels like this is normal, but she can't remember clearly.
The one thing she is sure of is that 9S is worrying over nothing. "Something like what?" she asks, humoring him. "Nothing really happens in a sleepy village like this, last I checked."
Did you know you're in a village, 9S? Well, you do now. While the area around the table was vague and seemingly empty before, they can now see that they're in a small garden near some little wooden buildings with cone-shaped rooftops. Colorful flowers can be seen everywhere; on the ground, in flowerpots, growing along vines that stretch over the houses, but most striking of all is the enormous tree looming behind the buildings, its branches covered in pink flowers. From the way it stands, one would think the whole village would be covered by its shadow, but this spot where Rita and 9S are sitting still seems to be perfectly sunny.
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9S jumps at the sudden transition that somehow he wasn't able to notice. How did that happen? Gigantic plant life isn't that unusual to him -- the trees in the city ruins were HUGE -- but he's never seen so many flowers... Operator 6O would've loved it... And maybe Operator 21O. Maybe.
"How did we get here?" He looks over at Rita in alarm. "That village wasn't there before! Wait." He turns, looking about as his gaze ping pongs while he searches for... "Where are the cats? They're gone! And..."
He frowns, his free hand going to his chin as he squints at the tree.
"The sun's behind the tree, so... shouldn't we be in the tree's shadow?"
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His concern was endearing at first, but Rita's getting worried. He's starting to sound hysterical.
"We've been here all along. The cats... look, they're right there," if he looks, he'll see the table and the cats right there with them in the garden. In fact, there are now oversized cats walking around the village, too. They live here. Obviously. "And the sun..." Rita lifts her head to look. The moment she does, the sun will appear to have repositioned itself in a more logical location in the sky, relative to them and the tree.
"Are you okay?" she has to ask, looking at him with concern.
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"Of course I am!" It comes out indignant.
He's wide awake, unlike her. And his systems are fine and not corrupted, so that's fine. He's not imagining things, his memory data clearly shows the sun being in a completely different location and the village not being here when he arrived.
"I'm not the one who's sleeping."
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She looks past him, out at the village, and for the first time, she realizes she doesn't know how they got here. Her head whips around behind her, as if to confirm. Is this Halure? It's not quite right, and she shouldn't be able to get here in the first place. The world around them shudders under the new application of logic, and Rita turns back to face 9S with a look of revelation.
"This is a dream--"
She wakes up. In an instant, the dream world simply vanishes, and her eyes flutter open.
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"Sorry, did I wake you up?"
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"So... your first time experiencing a dream. How was it?"
Rita runs the events of the dream through her mind, trying not to forget it as quickly as she would any other dream. She remembers 9S seeming... concerned, for a lot of it.
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The words burst out of him before he can think better of it; it was Rita's dream after all. But the entire thing was so stupid.
He's so worked up by the entire trip into Rita's head that he starts gesturing with his hands as he continues, irritation lacing his expression as the words come tumbling out, "It made no sense! You were there talking to a bunch of cats like they were people and our surroundings would keep on changing and the environment would defy the laws of physics!"
Well, they sort of do strange things with physics all the time in the Carnival, what with magic and all, but at least that sort of thing had a certain kind of logic to it, in his opinion. The village should've been in shadow but it wasn't.
"But every time I tried to point out the weirdness of it all, suddenly everything would make sense! Which didn't make sense!"
Rrrgh!!
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She's also just relieved her dream wasn't weirder. Or about something especially embarrassing.
"But when you put it that way... it kind of does make sense," she adds, shifting around until she finds a comfortable position again, her face still half-buried in her pillow. "Dreams are shaped by the cognition of the dreamer. Each time you told me about a logical inconsistency, you influenced my cognition of the world, which in turn influenced the world itself."
She yawns as she finishes that thought with, "or something like that."