EVENT ★ WINTER WONDERLAND

[futurologists]

HOLIDAY PREPWORK The sun might still be AWOL, but that doesn't mean it's time for a vacation! The goblin community seems even more motivated to get their holiday preparations together, working tirelessly to brighten up the grim atmosphere. To that end, they've enlisted the help of the ALASTAIR recruits that've been bumming around. Characters that signed up will be invited or roped into the goblins' various holiday traditions and events. Though they may refuse or fail these tasks, for every one that isn't accomplished, characters will suffer one effect from the curses list for upsetting the holiday balance. Note that those that didn't sign up can still help with tasks out of the goodness of their hearts, they just won't be assigned anything themselves or suffer any curses. Additionally, though PCs are magically bound to work with some partners, they may team up with others as well. GREETINGS FROM LLOYD ALASTAIR sends their holiday tidings! Some characters will find special deliveries addressed to them by name from the mysterious Lloyd of HR. The packaging might be messy and overtaped, and some of the gifts are less nice than others, but it's the thought that counts. MISTLESNOW The first snowfall of the year arrives, and though this may not bode well when there's no sun to melt it away, for now it's pristine and beautiful. Flurries and gentle snowstorms continue for days, blanketing all of Chantes and the outskirts. With it comes a uniquely magical weed epidemic. Mistletoe grows off every surface it can, stems and shrubs of it creeping off of anything it can cling to, including trees, archways, lanterns and buildings. This parasitic plant is a notorious holiday tradition, but in Chantes it packs an extra punch: when two characters step under it together, they'll find themselves magically rooted in place. Mistletoe's spell can only be broken by a kiss, and while chaste exchanges usually work (kisses to the hand, butterfly or eskimo kisses, etc.), more stubborn weeds do exist. This effect lasts until characters smooch or the weed dies from lack of sustenance, which could be anywhere between several hours to a full day. Mistletoe can be destroyed by a third party in a pinch, but be careful not to get stuck under the plant as well! As an OOC note, feel free to be creative on the range and strength of the mistletoe, but please respect other players' boundaries! If you would like to break the mistletoe with a hearty handshake or have your character be immune, be our guest. HAPPY HOLIDAYS All the hustle and bustle aside, the festivities themselves are peaceful and joyous -- and thanks to the ALASTAIR recruits, not punctuated with death or ominous Chimera motifs this time. A large bonfire continues all night with food and mulled wine aplenty. It's time to kick back, make some snow angels, and relax.

Comments

[grunehexe]

Mm...

[He's right though, about the wine. Sieglinde is torn between curiosity and the tug of the wine and a fully belly, nodding a bit longer than was likely necessary.]

It is, but- that is... the Green Witch's duty.

[One of many she'd had- but one of the few she'd admit to. The ultimate magic... even tipsy she isn't willing to mention or bring it up, instead settling against the beast behind her.]

Everyone has duties...

[dearkafka]

[Well, as interesting as this conversation has been, it's evident enough that Sieglinde was beginning to succumb to the aftermath of the feast and the wine. Any further questions about what a Green Witch is or anything else might have to come at a later date.]

That's true, but some might have to wait... It seems like you should get to bed soon, unless you plan on sleeping outside.

[He eyes the skullfaced beast she's propped up against. Can it escort her to wherever she was staying? He's not sure.]

[grunehexe]

[Normally, Sieglinde would protest that. She did not need to go to bed soon, thank you.

She would protest-

But she's actually already asleep, nodding off against the warm beast behind her.

Don't worry, Kaneki. A demon butler will be along for her shortly.]

[dearkafka]

[It seems she wasn't so averse to sleeping outside—or, rather, the wine wasn't.

Kaneki can't quite bring himself to leave the girl sleeping outside alone, even if the beast was accompanying her. So he waits, enjoying the fire and peace of the thinning crowds in the late hour, until a familiar butler escorts her off and he disperses as well.]