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pedalbike2020-09-18 07:11 pm
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2nd Event: Choices We Make
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Not all characters (known as Wickie, singular or Wickies, plural) arrive at the same time, surprisingly enough! That’s life for you. Some Wickies find their way to the island at a pivotal (or very mundane) point in their life, or even after or during their death.
Wickies who were standing or walking often find themselves entering the town South Sister, located on Lighthouse Isle, through an open doorway. Those that were laying down, or sleeping, tend to be found lying prone in beds, bathtubs, showers, couches, and similar places within the cottages on Cottage Row. There’s no rhyme or reason to it all! To Wickies familiar with the era, they will realize that everything looks as if it’s come from the ‘90s.
The house which a Wickie finds themselves within could already be occupied. This includes walking into a fellow Wicke, waking up in the same location, or accidentally scaring a room full of people with their sudden appearance.
Oops.
C-C-Changes
Thankfully the fog has gone down to what it was before, a slow creeping crawl over the ground. And too, the monsters of before are gone, leaving the town much like it was before. Well...close to what it was before.
For now the season's have changed, from a lingering summer to a cooler fall.
There’s new foods to try, even if some things like lattes cause people to slip into warm boots and tie up their hair, and soups make people curl up under blankets on the couch. And it also means decorations of all sorts, made of the leaves from the forest, orange, yellow and red things and...we can not forget...
Pumpkin overflow
Pumpkins! They're everywhere. Wickies will find pumpkins infused into all sorts of things, like coffee, ice cream, even spaghetti options! It's wild.
There’s also many jack o'lanterns. They have been placed everywhere in town, outside homes, and even small ones have been made into table decorations. The Jack o lanterns have very cheerful faces, and seem to watch Wickies every single move.
That is, until a Wickie bashes or otherwise abuses a pumpkin. That's when it changes- there seem to be more of them. Their expressions change to that of anger, sadness and disgust. None of them attack- yet. But their faces become more and more horrifying, as they follow the Wickie more and more- outside of the bathroom perhaps, or found on top of them as the Wickie wakes up in the middle of the night.
It shouldn't matter right? They're only pumpkins.
What a ride
Funny enough, with the pumpkin invasion, there also comes a dull colored horse wandering about the island. Its head is drooped, and it looks depressed and lonely. The horse is tame on approach and will accept pats and treats, even from those who are obviously not human.
But it also wants something, for all that it seems to be begging for attention. It wants someone to ride them, seems to even be begging for it with its big eyes. The horse will help Wickies to figure out how to mount; it will even stand beside the Town Center benches, rocks, or even go down in order to make it possible for the Wickie to get onto the horse’s back.
That’s when it changes. The Wickie is immediately wrapped in chains from their barrel to the Wickie’s waist. The horse turns a coal black and the Wickie’s clothing changes into that of a soldier's uniform, with a hand either holding a whip modeled after a human spine, or a jack o'lantern.
The Wickie cannot get off the horse on their own, no matter how much they struggle. As the horse moves throughout the town, they will go anywhere from a walk to a full canter, seemingly impervious to any magic or physical attacks. The same cannot be said for their unfortunate rider.
If the rider is hit, or simply in pain, the Wickie will feel an impulse that grows and grows until they scream a name of someone in town, someone they know.
And the named will drop, paralyzed. Paralyzed wickie are likely to die within minutes, more so if they are too close to horse and rider. The horse will happily trample anyone on the ground to death.
Even without the impulse, should the Wickie rider use anyone’s name, that person will drop, paralyzed, and unable to breathe.
There is only one way to possibly save the rider: scatter golden objects in their path. The horse will shriek, and promptly buck the rider off, before running away. Just make sure to catch the rider, or at least cushion their fall: they have no way of saving themselves until they hit the ground.
Heart game: confession
Current residents of the island may remember this particular beeping alert, and how it doesn’t go away, no matter what they do! That is, unless they open up the Heart Game, and answer the question.
Welcome back everyone! It’s so good to see you again! Now let’s play that game, Confession! And the question isssssss…
How do you celebrate the changing seasons! Don't be shy!
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I'll try that. [ Said in all seriousness. ] But what about the Handless Princess? Or the Blind Princess?
See, this is why ghosts are a problem. You can't just fight them off with a sword. ... At least, I don't think you can. I've never actually seen one before, but Shadow Weaver made it sound like they were pretty tough. [ Pause. ] But I can handle it. I think.
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[Though, now that he thinks about it, something bugs him about the names she keeps dropping.] ...So why are all the ghosts you've heard about princesses, anyway? Just how many of those do you even have where you're from?
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[ A pause, and her eyebrows knit together. ]
... Huh. You know, it is weird that all the ghosts Shadow Weaver told me about were princesses. And nobody else ever mentioned them, either. [ . . . ] I can't believe I'm only realizing this now. Maybe she just... made them up?
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[He doesn't even bother trying to feign his shock convincingly, already grinning a bit as Adora has her revelation.]
Is Shadow Weaver an older kid or something? They can get pretty nasty with their jokes.
[The name sure sounded like something an edgy teen would come up with - and he'd know, having been one himself. It was pretty easy to imagine she was some kinda upperclassman messing with Adora.]
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No, she... she raised me. She taught me how to read and write, how to formulate strategies, and the best way to defeat our enemies.
... She's also a really bad person. I used to think she was looking out for me, but she only ever looked out for herself. And she didn't joke, either; just threatened us a lot. That's why I thought the ghost stuff was all real.
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Well, bad people are the ones who survive in this world. [He mutters it with less conviction than he used to, almost begrudgingly. Then he sighs.]
Sorry to hear that, kid, she sounds like a piece of work. But giving the shit she's told you some good ol' skepticism's probably a good idea.
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[ With everything. With worse things than this, lies she didn't realize until too far late. His cynicism reminds her of Catra, and she wonders if that's just how some people end up; a way of surviving she's always been too privileged to understand. ]
Sorry. I don't even know your name, and I'm being a huge downer. [ She forces herself to smile, and it almost reaches her eyes. ] I'm not usually like this, I promise.
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Eh, it's fine. Not like it costs me anything to stand around and listen, right?
[He briefly considers giving her a fake name, but would there be any point? The odds of anyone here knowing his reputation were slim at best. May as well not risk slipping up later.] But hey, if it makes you feel less awkward about spilling your life story - the name's Chikai. Nice to meet ya.
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[ Bow and Glimmer usually look at her like she has two heads whenever she mentions something about her upbringing, and while she knows they're just being sympathetic, it's not easy feeling as though your entire life was wrong, somehow. She can blame Shadow Weaver for the abuse, but she mostly blames herself for not realizing sooner, especially when it all seems so damn obvious to everyone else.
His name doesn't sound Etherian, but she's used to that by now, and doesn't react in any negative way. She just nods; regretting being a little snappish earlier when she gave her own name. (In the Horde, nicknames were almost always demeaning — and like a lot of other things, she's still training herself out of seeing it as a perceived slight.) ]
Can I ask one more thing? I promise it'll be quick. [ She looks guilty, not used to imposing on other people for her problems. ] If you meet anyone named Bow, or Glimmer, tell them you saw me. They're... they're my best friends, and I don't know if I want them here, because this place could be dangerous. But if they are, it's important that I find them.
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[Did he want to ask her to look out for Toi? ...No, his brother wasn't gonna show up here. There was no rational reason for that thought, but he latched onto it firmly anyway.]
You spot any lollipops around here, grab a few for me. Deal?
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Okay, sure. I can do that.
[ Adora nods, and considers leaving it at that... but if she's promising to do something, she needs to know what to actually look out for. So, as much as she prefers trying to figure things out on her own (she knows there are a lot of things she doesn't understand yet, and she's trying really hard), she bites the bullet on this one. ]
What's a lollipop? It, uh... kinda sounds like it explodes? [ The whole pop part. ] Not that I'm judging! Explosives can be a useful tool for military operations. ... Is that what you need them for?
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Nah, dude, it’s candy. Hard candy on a stick, usually ‘bout this big. [He holds his fingers four or five inches apart to demonstrate, as he gets his snickers under control.] You really never heard of ‘em before?
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But I can work with that description. [ With military efficiency, she rattles off the arrangement. ] So, how many do you need? Five, ten...? Ten sounds like a good amount. Glad we could make this exchange work for the both of us.
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[He says it like he's teasing - and he mostly is - but there's a tiny part of him that's honestly wondering, and an even tinier part that's almost concerned about it. From how she talks, this Shadow Weaver chick doesn't seem to have given the kid a whole lot of fun growing up.]
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[ Of the finding people kind, not lollipops, but she figures it'll carry over. (It won't.) ]
I know what candy is. It tastes better than ration bars, but the nutritional value is low, so you shouldn't eat too much of it. [ Adora nods, proud that the knowledge stuck. She spent eighteen years eating two varieties of the same thing, over and over, so the idea of different food took some getting used to. ] ... Sorry, you probably knew that already. Just, uh, making sure you know that I know. Because I do.
[ Nailed it. ]
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Good, good, you should have no problem then! [He nods with mock seriousness, then tilts his head as if a thought just occurred to him.] Why don't you grab one for yourself too, while you're at it? A little sugar'd probably do you some good.
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Actually, I should probably hold on to any extras. You know, for future negotiations. It never hurts to come prepared.
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Can't say that's a bad idea. Just don't go thinking I'll always be cheap enough to be bought with candy.