⇨ 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

[exaomori]

Luscious? Luscious. Shura glances between the card and Childermass, back and forth a couple times, then back to the cards. There's a vague sort of revulsion washing over her as she tries to process just what the implications of luscious tentacles might be. It's okay if Childermass has a restrained reaction since Shura is going to make a terrible face.

"Ughh. I've seen plenty of tentacles, but ain't nothing I'd ever call luscious." If her stomach was any weaker, she'd be gagging, but she holds back, only tossing the card back on the board. "That's too much for me, but it's your man, not mine."

[atouts]

Childermass will reach for that same card, if only to pick it up and confirm the alien does, indeed, have tentacles. An aquatic alien as a space pirate makes sense to him, too, if only because he thinks of sea pirates when he imagines pirates at all.

"The people of Atlantis might disagree," he says, at least finding some humor out of this awfulness. Still, it is only a card. "I do think this one might be him."

Is that how the game works? Does it matter? Let's find out.