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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!
die cassie
[He'd be a threat in a fight, all right. Not that he really is the type unless someone's really asking for it and is a demon.]
The hell is this, an interrogation? I just got here, and I don't have any clue about wherever here is. And I'm not with anyone, not that I know of
[Yeah, she's got him annoyed, but he's not gonna do anything about it except complain. She doesn't feel like a demon, so he's not too concerned.]
you first
[ So yes, it is an interrogation. And while it doesn't seem like he's lying, she's not quite ready to take him entirely at his word just yet — though she does finally release him, at least. ]
So, we've been brought here for... what, exactly? This doesn't feel like a hostage situation. The first thing they would have done is take our weapons. Also, we'd probably be tied up right now. [ She shrugs. ] Any better ideas?
I SAID IT FIRST
Nah, definitely not a hostage situation, I don't think. Too much space to walk around. And I haven't seen any spooky people around that count as kidnappers. [A beat, and he headtilts, thinking.] Could be by accident, though I haven't had anyone approach or heard anything about that either.
[Nero you are not helping yourself look any less suspicious than before, you dumbass.]
first the worst second the best
[ She sounds incredulous... but she can't entirely rule it out, given the lack of anything else go off. This whole situation is the worst. ]
Okay, well, you've been very helpful. [ The sarcasm in her voice is heavy, but really, it's not Nero's fault. She sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. ] ... I'm Adora, by the way. Sorry for... accusing you before. I guess we're both in the same situation.
i'm gonna yeet you into the ocean
[That gets a shrug, though he definitely doesn't sound like he's lying.]
Adora, right. [Telltale voice: Nero will remember that.] So, what's the last thing you remember before this?
not if i yeet myself first!!
Wait, wait, wait. A whole year? I don't have that kind of time. People will die if I don't get back to where I was. Where I should be right now. [ The Horde might be down, but they're not out. Adora knows better than anyone else how fast they can regroup, how quickly they'll take advantage of the damage to the Whispering Woods. ] I need to train, and make sure we're prepared for the Horde's next move, and repair the damage from the last battle—
[ She's rambling, now; already catastrophizing the situation in her head. How long was she unconscious? An hour? A day? More? Do Bow and Glimmer know what happened to her? Where she is? She trusts them to keep things going without her, but they need She-Ra's strength to hold out. ]
If anything goes wrong... [ It'll be her fault. All of it; every injury, every meter of territory lost, every villager forced out of their home. ] No. I can't let that happen. [ She tries to push past him, looking for... something. A path, or a way out, or anything familiar to latch on to and guide her home. ]
well fine i'll just drag you back out and dropkick you instead
[Honestly, he can't blame her for worrying, but she's also panicking when they really shouldn't be doing so. For one, this place hasn't stopped making his skin crawl.]
I spent a whole-ass year there, but time back home hadn't moved at all. [Trust him, he knows the whole deal about needing to be home right this instant, he's been there.] Came back like nothing had even gone on, and I was in the same spot I was when I left.
aw you do love me
[ At a loss for what to do (or what to look for), Adora starts pacing back and forth; only managing a few steps in each direction before spinning on her heel. ]
I could try and get a message out, but I'm not great with tech stuff. Not like Bow, or... [ Entrapta. She swallows hard, looking over at Nero again. ] That other place. The one you were in before. You said it was an accidental kidnapping, but what does that even mean? How did you escape?
i bully bc i love, yes, but you're still getting dropkicked
[For the question, though... it's not gonna be one she likes.]
Not sure. [He shrugs.] I had the van back there, fell asleep in her like usual. Next thing I know, I'm back home and haven't moved out of the damn telephone booth. And I knew, somehow, that time hadn't changed. I still needed to do a job.
[Both arms cross and a metal finger taps against his non-metal arm. It's not much to give and he knows it, but that's all he's got.]
uwu
And now you're here.
[ Like her. In a new place, one that might not work the same way, might not afford her that sort of leniency. Seeing the look on his face, she forces herself to stop moving, even if the nervous twitch of her hands gives her away. ]
It's okay. [ It's not, but he doesn't have to know that. ] I'm sorry for freaking out. This is all just a lot to take in.
don't you uwu me
Pretty much. And it's not easy for anyone. [Vergil had never stopped looking for a way to get out- Nero remembers how frustrated he was when they first discovered their abilities and powers were gone in Asgard.]
The good thing though is that we're definitely not the only ones here, and I'm willing to bet they're trying to find a way out too.
[Small comfort, but there's strength in numbers, even if the goal is a very broad one.]
OwO
[ Because even if this place hasn't done anything to hurt her yet — at least not directly — there's something more at play here. Being She-Ra makes her a target, and she's always been prepared for that, but not the collateral damage that comes with it. ]
I don't recognize your clothes. [ Which might not mean much on its own, but most of the kingdoms have an identifiable cohesion to their fashion sense. But he's already mentioned another realm, and after what she's heard from Light Hope back home, it's surprisingly easy to accept the idea that: ] You're not from Etheria, are you?
cassie i s2g
[When they first got to Asgard, it was because Yggdrasil simply pulled them with no rhyme and no reason. And that continued, regardless of what they tried, and even the gods had no idea why it was happening. Everyone banded together to try and live a normal life and also find a way home.
But Etheria?] Never heard of it. [A pause, and he shrugs.] You probably haven't heard of Redgrave City, Fortuna or Asgard, right?
[Not to mention demons and opening gates to Hell.]
ヽ༼◉ل͜◉༽ﾉ
[ Her magic isn't being stifled, at least. She can still feel She-Ra's power flowing through the sword on her back, like a comforting blanket, and it helps ground her against the realization that she's very, very far from home right now, in ways that shouldn't be possible. ]
... You asked me what the last thing I remembered was. [ She sighs. ] There was a battle. A really big one, for the future of Etheria, and everyone on it. We won, but... I guess I let my guard down afterward. Otherwise, I would have noticed being kidnapped, or teleported, or whatever happened between going to sleep and ending up here.