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.

Comments

[starsmoothie]

[Noah has three thoughts that all connect to each other in a simultaneous whirlwind. A weird little subway station of thoughts.

"Is she kissing my neck—" followed by a loud, "Nope that's a bite" and then, "OUCH THAT'S REALLY A BITE". And like, Noah's as bisexual as they come, but he'd prefer to take her on a date first, because it feels un-classy to skip the first date and even the first kiss, and she can be as forward as she wants to be but he's definitely not in the mood for hickeys right now because they barely know each other even if she's very cute—

and it's a good thing she pulls away first because Noah is trying to think of a way to politely say "oh uhhh that's a little much for me right now", he didn't know thirsty meant thirsty. Just that—

—just that it's suddenly really hard to breathe and he feels faint all of a sudden. Noah tries his best to put Shiemi on the ground, noting with some bleary hilarity that his tail has fluffed up out of alarm, but he's so dizzy that he mostly winds up dropping her before

he just

hits the fucking deck.

Goodnight sweet prince.]

[dreamsofamahara]

Noah?

[Shiemi doesn't seem to mind being tossed about and suddenly finding herself on the floor. In fact, she's just crawling towards him, shaking his shoulder, eyes wide and panicked as for the moment the hunger and thirst and burning all seem to fade in favor of... well panic.]

Noah! Um... okay, okay. Shiemi, calm down.

[Yes, talking to yourself will help.]

[starsmoothie]

[Girl it super will help.

Noah is, however, dead to the world. Catboys are allergic to vampire venom. Noah will now proceed to lay on the ground for...

...

several hours? If Shiemi doesn't move him to a medical tent or continue to suck him like a capri sun, he'll just wake up in the middle of the sidewalk. Otherwise, he'll wake up in a medical tent, but it'll still take several hours.

You tell me, buddy, what's she doing? Leaving him there to be on the sidewalk and possibly get trampled? Picking him up and moving him? Killing him instantly? Make sure to hide the body!]

[dreamsofamahara]

[Currently what she's doing is fighting off a panic attack. The little blood she took from him was enough to fight off at least the fog that had taken over her mind. Which, really, wasn't helping the utter fear that had gripped her because what the hell did she just do?

Okay, okay, Shiemi, think.

You're a smart girl. Kinda.

His blood had helped quench the thirst that had burned her throat, so that was something she was going to have to evaluate at a later time when Noah wasn't dying because of her.

So, obviously... obviously, maybe her bite was venomous to him? Mythology logic.]

I'msosorry

[Without much thought — because if she had to sit there and think about this she would just remain a statue for the rest of her life — Shiemi pressed her lips to the bite she had made and began to suck. The taste of his blood made her gag, and every now and then she had to cough and spit some out, but then she was right back with her lips pressed against the wound.

If she could suck out the venom then, in theory, he would be okay.

That's what TV taught her, and TV was obviously never wrong.]