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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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[ much, much worse. and anyway, he doubts that mithra would lure rutile into an entirely new world without his supervision, despite his belligerent attitude as the brothers' guardian.
hm. ]
I still haven't determined if this is the work of the Great Calamity, but don't let your guard down either way. [ he gestures at his drink. ] The drinks aren't spiked at the very least, but the pumpkins in the area seem to be up to no good. So long as you don't destroy, that is. But who would ever do such a thing, right?
[ he grins, like he didn't just save someone from getting bombarded by those things earlier by gleefully smashing them to pieces with magic.
it's fine. ]
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just kidding. the most rutile offers to that curious way of waking up is the slightest tilt of his head. after all, figaro did move onto things aligning more with the core of their current predicament...
maybe rutile did relax a little too much. at least he won't have to waste the latte. ]
Wouldn't you have had to run into someone who has to know that?
[ can't say that when... obviously... that. figaro wouldn't, so obviously!! he must've just run into someone who has!! regardless of the source of that knowledge, his gaze falls on the pumpkins. ]
But, I understand. I'm a little surprised! The most I thought of them is that they were a little too fond of following... Maybe it was their faces? [ which he, mmm, didn't personally mind? ] If it's like you said, they'll stay like that if we don't cause trouble for them, won't they?
[ that isn't... terrible. rutile can't blame them if they're just self-defense pumpkins, really. ]
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[ just gonna... ignore the fact that pumpkins keep sprouting wherever he goes after this. he's seen worse looks on humans' and monsters' faces anyway, so sketchy faces on pumpkins don't really deter him as much. they look more or less like school projects that mitile would've worked hard in, if anything.
the thought alone makes him smile softly. ]
Anyway, we can also make everyone's lives here easier by helping them move these pumpkins aside. They'd look nice and cozy as decorations outside the house, wouldn't you say?
[ to demonstrate, he lets out his orb and makes one of the pumpkins that just appeared behind rutile levitate into the air, and sets it at one of the stairsteps. he may not know much about halloween apart from what the previous sage may have told him, but it's a nice start. ]