⇨ 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

[soft_focus]

"Hmnnn..." Reira seems to think along similar lines about the parts that Joker isn't saying out loud. Jasper is Jasper- she's pretty sure Jasper will listen. "...Some people aren't 'Jasper', so..."

So there. The rest seems to be greek to her, however. "...I already knew it was dumb." No holds barred on that one. "....I still don't think it'll be a weird face, but ok..." If the chance comes, then the chance comes she supposes.

[pipers_son]

"Ha, right enough. Everyone is just themself~." Whether they like it or not. "Anyway, there's only one way ta see what kind of face he makes, so I guess we'll just wait and see. In the meanwhile..."

Pushing aside another branch, he grins a bit and points with his other hand. (And it's still sure a thing to be able to do that.) "I think that's the lights of the camp up ahead! So we outta be just fine now, don't ya think?"

[soft_focus]

"Um!! I think so!" she exclaims, trotting ahead. Her daemon, ever silent, follows calmly along. "I can probably get to my tent too...or maybe practice things..."

Really, whatever she does next will be a mystery. So she simply looks to Joker and nods. "...Thank you for helping with the birds," she tells him.

[pipers_son]

"Oh, it's no problem." At ease, he waggles his fingers at her- the wooden set. It's always been his default set, and that was before he stubbornly refused to get a new right arm. "If anythin', I'm not the one ya should be thankin' for that, right?"

From around him, where he'd slowly been leaning his head up to one of Joker's breads, Feathers pauses and blinks.

[soft_focus]

Ah-

Reira slowly turns toward Feathers. "Um- Thank you, then." There, she said thanks to Feathers too. Perfect.

[pipers_son]

Cooing fondly, Feathers leans down to gently forehead bump Reira, and Joker chuckles. "I think that's a 'you're welcome'." He taps the large bird on the shoulder, gaining his attention anyway. "Now c'mon, you, let's find ya some snacks that haven't been stolen yet."

As he and his Pokemon go off back towards where their tents are, he waves to Reira over his shoulder. "We'll see ya around~."

[soft_focus]

"Um!! Ok! See you!" Reira calls out, waving a bit.

Her daemon, for his part, simply barks out a 'THEFT IS WRONG' that fades on the wind.

Enjoy those snacks, Feathers.