OCTOBER EVENT + TDM 02

[ride_technicians]

↞NAVIGATION

event | ƨγɒbiloʜ γqqɒʜ

Curfew lifts on 10/06 as thunder booms overhead, the dark clouds writhing as they roil and twist with unshed waters. Over the past few days, no rain has fallen from the turbid skies, but the threat of downpour remains ever present.

It’s on such a dark and stormy day that the doors to the Gift Shop are propped open by two wooden crates, full to the brim with pumpkins of all shapes and sizes. Inside the shop itself, a stack of pumpkin carving kits sits on the checkout counter, alongside a row of colored candles. The masked individual that works as the shopkeeper is as silent as ever, though through the act of gesticulation it manages to convey that the carving kits and the candles are complimentary, and are given for free alongside the purchase of a pumpkin from the bin outside.

You could definitely try to steal one, sure. But the signs above the bin state that each pumpkin is only priced at one Park Token, so it’s not too much of a net loss overall.

Characters will find that after they’ve made their choice of one (1) pumpkin and one (1) of the colored candles, they are not permitted to try and return for another one of either. If more grand theft pumpkin is attempted, no matter how strong the character is they will be unable to lift the second choice up from the bin, almost as if it carries the weight of the whole world within that orange rind. You are only allowed one pumpkin, so be sure that you consider your options carefully.

Of the candles themselves, the following colors are available to choose from: red, blue, white, black, purple, green, and yellow. Each candle will cause a different event to happen, but the side effects of lighting each candle are not advertised anywhere in the shop. Please note which candle your character chooses in the mod comment below, so that you can be informed of what your character has inadvertently unleashed upon the park.

Strangely enough, despite not being provided with a lighter or a match of any kind, the candles flare to life regardless the moment they are placed within one of the carved pumpkins.

You are free to do whatever you deem fit with the pumpkin innards. Go ham.

event | wolɘd

It starts as a glimmer, a flicker of illumination that can be briefly spotted below the surface of the lake. It's quick, something that could easily be excused away as your eyes playing tricks on you, nothing more. That would be the case, at least... If it didn't keep happening. And if the lights didn't get brighter with time.

The flashes are almost rhythmic, a pattern without explanation. Gold and white, brightly shimmering beneath the waters before going dark once more. Over and over again, almost as if controlled by something sentient. Almost as if the lake is beckoning you in to investigate it. Should you give in to the urge, however... Well. Whether you attempt to find the source by either swimming in or renting one of the swan boats, the end result is the same; blackened hands grab at your limbs, clawing at your ankles and dragging you down below the surface. Down... down... down... Until fighting your way back up to the open air would be challenging. Difficult, but not impossible. Then the hands retreat, and you're left alone.

Down here, there are no lights. It's impossibly dark, and something is moving.

tdm intro prompt | !woʜƨ ɘʜT oT ɘmoɔlɘw

You open your eyes to the burn of salt in your lungs, panic clawing up the sides of your throat and settling in your pulse. There is black water all around you, frigid in a way that cuts like a blade and seeps into your very bones. It’s then that you become aware of a minimum of two things:

You’re floating suspended within what could either be a lake or an ocean, roughly twenty or so feet below the surface.

There’s something moving in the blackness beneath you.

You can’t see the bottom, and you can’t see whatever is down there, but you can feel its presence as it disturbs the water below you. Whatever it is, it’s big. And it’s coming closer. You can practically hear it now, a quiet hum that rumbles and resonates at such a frequency that it seems to rattle your teeth in your skull. Silent, yet at the same time somehow impossibly loud. It builds and builds, until you can't seem to focus on anything other than the noise. It crowds your senses, dulling your reactions and dimming the drive to flee.

Suddenly, the hum stops. Several feet away, a massive amber eye blinks closed; you can't remember ever seeing it open in the first place. The water around you shifts, displaced as the thing begins to move away.

Might be a good idea to start swimming for the surface.

Crawling your way to the shore of a lake only to find an amusement park waiting for you isn’t the strangest thing to happen to you after all, is it?

ooc

Feel free to have your character wander about the various park attractions as you see fit! Everywhere listed on the locations page is currently available, with the difference being that the temporal displacement within It'z Quite The Large World has been soothed, causing the ride itself to function in entirely normal ways with no spooky secrets hidden anywhere. TDMers may also participate in the carving of pumpkins.

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Amizeth Viasarva | DnD

[lunarstasis]

☽ Glittering Star

[Drowning isn't a new experience for him. It is also something he actively went out of his way to experience, so waking up underwater with no recollection of how he got there or where he was, was definitely a way to start his morning.

Night?

It was a little hard to tell what time it was.

Regardless, he shouldn't spend too long here, especially with whatever was in here with him. It didn't seem friendly, and he didn't feel like finding out if it was or not. Especially now that he's noticed it watching him this whole time.

No, thank you.

Amizeth parted his lips, trying to feel which way the bubbles surfaced, and began kicking in that direction. When he got to the surface, he took a second to orient himself towards the shore, then began swimming in the direction of an...

Amusement park?

Crawling out of the water, Amizeth began to cough in an attempt to get any water out of his lungs and air back into them. His long white hair clung to his face, along with the heavy weight of his coat, making it hard to move and see. He pushed himself up to his knees, crawling a few feet away from the water before collapsing onto his back.

He needed a second.]

☽ Droplets of Starlight

[Now that he was no longer heaving up water, Amizeth found his way toward one of the picnic benches, and after some time of making sure it was as clean as it was going to get, he removed his coat and draped it over the table to dry.

He sat down on the bench, wringing out the water in his hair and wishing he had a comb.

He can question where he was later.]

☽ Wildcard

[Hi there. Hit me something. Anything. I don't bite. :)]

starlight hours with your new son

[starsmoothie]

[Noah emerges from around the corner, intending to do something else, when he spots this drenched dark elf (?) sitting on a bench squeezing his hair out. Oh man.

Another person in the lake, huh? This is getting concerning, actually.

Noah (catboy mode) approaches, hands in his pockets, cheery as ever as he rocks back on his heels.]

Are you okay?

My son….

[lunarstasis]

[Amizeth takes a moment to do one final squeeze at the end of his obnoxiously long hair before tossing it behind him and looking over at Noah. He hadn’t seen anyone up until now, so actually spotting someone was a relief.

He hadn’t just been transported to some abandoned park.]

Mostly. You wouldn’t happen to have a comb on you?

[starsmoothie]

Not on me currently, but there's one in my... cabin, I guess I'd call it?

[Ferris wheel cars... are cabins. Kind of. Noah's using that word and he's not changing it.]

It's a little comb, though, so I hope you don't mind. It's probably not meant for hair as long as yours is.

[lunarstasis]

That figures.

[He made a rather dramatic sigh before leaning back against the table and looking Noah over.]

Thank you nonetheless.

[This whole place was strange. The masks were strange. At least there was a somewhat... normal person here. He wouldn't make his judgment just yet.]

My name is Amizeth, and you are?

[starsmoothie]

[Ah yes. Noah Ebalon. The picture of normal.]

Noah! Noah Ebalon. Just "Noah" is fine. [He beams, rocking back on his heels. They are very high heels.] Hey, you didn't come from the lake, did you? Just out of curiosity.