⇨ 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

[dontpokethat]

He gives a quiet hum of confirmation, and... opts to try and ignore Tyki's phrasing decisions this time. That's not really what's important here.

It's... all pretty sudden. But, then, he guesses the carnival's recent plunge into danger was pretty sudden, as well. So he gives a quiet sigh, watching Tyki flop back, before turning back to the fire with a nod. "...Sure. Guess in that case I shouldn't stay up too much longer after all, huh."

[prazerbutterfly]

It's honestly the best way to handle Tyki's long stretch of an endurance race to friendship. Ignore it.

His eyes are upwards towards the starlight above with his legs hooked over where he was sitting before. It's absolutely clear and beautiful. It would be a shame to waste. "It's your choice. Out here where rules don't apply and there is nothing but nature around you, you're free to stay up late or not."

[dontpokethat]

Ginko lets out a quiet snort. "Rules aren't what I'm concerned about. If I'm supposed to be learning how to fight early in the morning, I'd rather not be running low on sleep."

It wasn't like there was anyone telling him when to go to sleep back in Japan, either; he just knew he needed to be able to get up early enough to make progress before the sun got too high in the sky.

[prazerbutterfly]

He sneers playfully even if he's not looking at Ginko anymore. His voice is nothing but cheery, "I suppose if you want to take this seriously. I won't break your nose or anything on accident nor hit you that hard."

That kind of training comes later when he makes Ginko take it too seriously. "Also, wear clothes you don't mind getting wet in~"

wanna wrap this one up soon?

[dontpokethat]

"That's appreciated." Even if he's reserving judgment on if he actually believes it.

He raises his eyebrows slightly, not actually looking away from the fire. "Not sure I like the sound of that, but. Got it."

hell no. I mean, okay. probably a good spot

[prazerbutterfly]

"It'll be more along the lines of you hitting me. At least this time around," he responds, adding no comfort to the situation. Ginko agreed to this after all.

He stretches out much like a cat, with ears bent back and tail lashing gently. It's then that he's up on his feet again with a small pop of his back. Sleeping on the ground was fun and all but he's ready to sink into something more plush and his tent was a mess of stolen sleeping bags and pillows, "Tomorrow then."