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Who: anyone
When: Day 123, Night
Where: where where where
What: something

[Wherever you are, there is a strange creeping feeling that you're not alone anymore. As you lie in your room or pass by a hallway, there is something lurking in the dark. Shadows and stones bleed a black substance that slowly gathers, and there is a sourceless, plaintive hiss in the air--soft genderless whispers all around, as if heard at a distance or right beside your ear.]

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innerdemon

Who: Anybody
When: Day 123, late afternoon
Where: Shrine room
What: An intro post!

[Today in the shrine room, an androgynous person in their late teens sits up with a gasp and immediately begins, well, mumbling to themself. You can pick up things like 'gone' and 'really' and 'alive?' and 'candy wrappers'.

Though if you come close their red eyes will quickly and nervously flick to meet yours.]

((OOC: Notes for the spiritually sensitive/psychics))

whistical

Who: you
When: Day 123, afternoon
Where: in the HQ
What: curiosities

[There is a strange person wearing only a borrowed jacket, who has been watching you for some time. You're fascinating~ obviously~

This might get uncomfortable after a while.]

ofstormandsea

Who: Muirin; anybody. Mingle about.
When: Day 123; forward-dated! All afternoon to evening.
Where: Outside, near the river.
What:

[ It's an uneasonably hot day today, Thusia; while our lizagon friends might be taking part in the warmth from their places on and in the dome, for what the recent weather has been the cloudless sky seems almost like a curse.

Down near the river, it's much better; the water itself is blessedly cool. Perhaps a swim day wouldn't be out of the question? After all, it's beautifully clear until it becomes slightly murkier in the middle... it's hard to see how deep it is, down there. Careful, now.

Those who swim juust a bit farther from shore may notice a figure curled up under the shade of some piled-up stones, though... and not too far from that, a horse-like creature drinking from the shallows as if it were not briny in the least. ]

( OOC: Take a dip, Thusia! The current near the middle of the river will be dangerously fast, and Muirin will snag anybody in trouble or who bothers her! )

thevineintervention

Who: A HELPER
When: Day 122, morning
Where: By the big windows on floor three
What:

[ kree kree kree . . .

kree kree

kree kreeeeeeeeee kree

That's the sound of a big, flower-sprouting scratching at the glass. She seems to have a young buffalo-thing in her maw. The young buffalo-thing has had a bad morning, but is mostly intact as far as a kill go. She flaps her wings once, twice, steadying herself on the ledge.

krrreeeeeeeeeeeeeeee kreekreekree ]

cloakanddaikon

Who: Any unfortunate individuals wandering by
When: Day 120, evening
Where: The fourth floor
What: FUN THINGS

[Sunset and cool evening air creeps over the fourth floor, but this evening there's something else in the air. The lights are dim and the shadows between them dark, and something within isn't quite the way it should be.

No, bring the light closer and it's normal. Everything is perfectly normal. Isn't it?

The smell of wildflowers and char is just your imagination. The way the grey stone slides into concrete lit by neon lights, or the smooth white of a castle wall is nothing more than a trick of the light. It's surely not raining in here, nor are those clouds between the dim arches of the ceiling.

The trail of blossoms growing intermittently along the wall between Pi-Lambda and the south windows, though, are most definitely there. The colours seem to shift and change of their own accord, inviting a closer look.]

(( Sometimes, when an illusionist has a memory hangover, everyone gets to have a hangover.

The kaliedoscope blossoms (for those that recognize them) are as hypnotic as ever, their petals (mixed with water) are just as intoxicating, and the barbs they stick out when touched are just as sharp. Watch your fingers, and please consume responsibly. ))

whistical

Who: A New Guy and Whomever
When: Day 120, late morning
Where: All over the HQ
What:

[Wherever you happen to be (probably though not necessarily in a public space), you may see a new arrival wandering around wearing only a borrowed jacket, buttoned. He seems to be taking things in, turning circles to look at things on the ball or heel of his foot.

If you stay still long enough, he will probably approach you to ask questions.]

timesneedle

Who: Everyone
When: Day 119, afternoon
Where: 4th floor
What: Mingle. Or arts and crafts.

[For once, Leedin isn't doing anything with thread, fabric, yarn or so on. Instead she is placing a sign on a cart of books: "Patterns and guides: free to browse until sunset, but please see me if you wish to keep one. Leedin." If you look at the titles, most of them appear to be for clothing, including warm pyjamas, suited for this climate.]

[Leedin may also have something to do with the pile of fleece fabric nearby, in about as many colors and patterns as you can think of (up to and including a few with cartoon versions of common Thusian animals). There are also about a dozen pairs of fabric scissors, and a few sets of instructions for tie blankets, as well as a note to not waste the fleece.]

[You can also use this as a general mingle. Whatever]

[OOC: Attempting to remove the scissors or books will lead to the worst case of tangled hair and shoelaces you have ever had, and your clothing will start to hinder your movement. Taking projects (finished or partial) is perfectly fine with Leedin, of course -- that's what it's there for, people.]

responsetoregret

Who: Kagamine Len and YOU
When: Day 118, evening
Where: Shrine area
What: Got ourselves a newbie.

[There's a boy in the shrine area today and wearing quite the outfit. For the particularly observant, he doesn't seem to be breathing. At all.]

[But his eyes do open and some might notice his eyes aren't dilating. He doesn't move besides that, but he starts talking, his voice monotone, expression blank.] An unexpected shutdown has occurred. Initializing Quick Scan. Quick Scan commencing. [Then he's silent for about thirsty seconds to a minute.] No errors detected. Deep Scan recommended at earliest possible convenience.

[Then he blinks and now would be the time his eyes are dilating, and confusion coming to his face.] What...?

oi_theoi

Who: Everyone
When: Day 118, morning
Where: On a lovely grassy hill
What: MINGLE, finally landed

[Despite the loud wake up call and some uneven tilting of the HQ to maneuver out of the mountains, in the end it is landed without incident on a large hill at the fork of a large rushing river, overlooking a vast expanse of grassy plains.]

[The sun is bright and the sky is clear. The breeze is warmer here than the chilly winds up in the mountains and it feels like spring is in the air. Off in the distance, their furry backs and long curved horns visible above the extremely tall grasses, one can make out herds of elephant-sized creatures grazing slowly in the fields. Beyond them, just at the edge of vision, seems to be the sparkling waters of a lake.]

((ooc: Clicking image will take you to the location info page o7. Feel free to play fast and loose with details or ask questions if you're not sure.))

unmaskedlizard

Who: Allen and Lenalee, everybody vaguely or totally useless in landing this thing
When: Day 117, afternoon
Where: open windowed floor
What:

[When complicated fuel plans, trajectory calculations, and wind interference are involved, some people know that it becomes their job to stay out of the way until simpler skills are involved. Allen Walker is one of those people.

Excitedly staring out the window only served to rev him up, and the general buzz and feel for landing has only gotten him over-restless to land. So to kill time, he's working out.

it's a good thing he was already capable of one-handed upside-down standing push-ups, because he's only got the one, son]

morebatthanbird

Who: Damian + open
When: Day 116, early evening
Where: Shrine room
What: dead sidekick!!

[ it's obvious that this eleven year old is Not Pleased. He's thoroughly inspecting things, muttering to himself wrathfully. Approach at your own risk, basically. ]

Unacceptable. This is---it's impossible. Impossibly unacceptable.

oi_theoi

Who: Anyone
When: Day 116, Morning (and on)
Where: Still drifting northward over the forests
What: Mountains approach

[As you come and go throughout the HQ today (maybe to the portal room by the baths to poke out at Rainforest Base or hanging out by the windows near the shrines) you'll notice that in the approaching distance, waves of fog and mist seem to rise up like a wall of gray clouds and spill over the jungles below, as if all the moisture that drifts up out of the rainforests is being dammed, rolling back to blanket the forest as a result.

If one stares long enough, waiting for the gray mist to part, one can catch glimpses of mountains rising up through the clouds, indistinct save for how they're also green like the jungle trees. It's hard to tell for sure with how obscured the view is, but by nightfall the HQ is likely to have reached those mountains...]

his_favourite_subject

Who: Anybody
When: Day 114, mid-morning
Where: by the portal and OUTSIDE!!! (gasp)
What: ~~bad decisions~~ people venturing outside and stuff

[It's mid-morning in Thusia. Do you know where YOUR Waver Velvet is?]

[If you don't, it's probably because he's snuck away to have a look at the portal to the outside and is now looking at it, deep in ~~grumpy~~ thought.]

[Is it worth the risk to find a tobacco plant.]

[That is the question.]

devotedtothecore

Who: Anyone
When: Day 113, late morning/afternoon
Where: HQ
What: Miiiiiingle

[ HQ continues coasting merrily over the treetops all day today! Enjoy however you like. Hang out by the windows, in your apartments, venture into the dome o' lizagons, etc.

For a few observant types, over at the 4th floor common area by the fountain, there's a wall that looks a little more bent out of shape than usual, like something big and weighty tried running into it a few times. There might also be a few bloodstains but that's probably totally normal around here.

Meanwhile, for a few others, the absence of a particular individual since HQ took off might not have gone unnoticed. ]

oi_theoi

Who: Everyone
When: Day 112, late morning and on
Where: Headed Northward
What: A bit of normalcy

[Having switched routes from the preset course that was previously taking everyone southwest, the HQ now drifts steadily northward on manual navigation.

If one sticks their heads out onto the balcony and looks back, they can see the shape of a great feathered beast, her blue, green, and red feathers gleaming along a strangely serpentine body as she glides down on wings that dwarf the HQ. A few blasts of wind and a deep rumbling sound buffet the building, vibrating it a bit as she lands in the distance, followed by a haze of red shapes that rise off her and spread out over the area that the HQ once occupied.

There may be a tense moment while one waits to see if any of those red spots in the distance change course to pursue, but after maybe about half an hour of watching it becomes clear that for the time being none of those particular lizagons are interested.

The HQ drifts on, the jungle moving by below like a sea of green. It seems for now the HQ can finally have some peace. What will you do with the rest of the day?]

((ooc: A MINGLE TO BRING US BACK TO NORMAL PLAY. The HQ will be traveling at about 20-25 mph and take at least 4 or 5 IC days to clear the jungle, so in that time everyone is free to go back to regular posting! We'll be doing a more thorough summary and announcement stuff later on to catch everyone up to where we're at. Thanks to everyone who participated!))

oi_theoi

Who: Everyone
When: Day 112, morning
Where: Everywhere
What: FLYING

AND SO WE LAUNCH. THE HQ LURCHES. There's a faint humming and the less faint (more like loudly crashing) sounds of branches breaking as the HQ shakes and trembles, as it slowly, in grinding starts and stops, breaks free from the tree and accompanying vines that had been trying to wrap itself around the HQ the whole time it's been perched there.

It starts to tilt uncomfortably to the right, tipping out of the tree, more vines snapping off and dropping into the swamp far below, and for a moment it feels like it might just topple completely out, but there's another shiver, a slightly louder hum, and the building starts to right itself, starts to rise up slowly in the air as the insides of the engine shafts glow with a white/blue energy. People inside the HQ by the windows can see the bellies of the the lizagons who've claimed the HQ as they climb out and down the sides of the building, inspecting it cautiously.

As the sea of trees recede enough that those in the HQ can get a lovely view of how expansive the jungle is, the HQ slowly, slowly starts drifting along its route south, then west.

Btw southwest is still where the Matriarch is approaching from. ETA: OK YUKARI CHANGE THE ROUTE NORTHWARD

andiwantitnow

Who: ERRBODY
When: 108 evening
Where: Motha fucking shrine room
What: [ Only just a bit after the meeting (in fact some of you may still be finishing up discussions) there is a thunderous announcement from a gargantuan new arrival. He stands next to a huge black horse and two nerds who look like they've been crying. ]

GODS OF THIS LAND!

I, ISKANDAR, KING OF CONQUERORS, ACCEPT YOUR HOSPITALITY! Who amongst you shall sit and drink with me?

devotedtothecore

Who: Tide and Raven and Chrysos (and anyone)
When: Day 104, even...ing?
Where: Level 4 common area
What: Ex....periments....

[ meanwhile, while the 3rd floor common area is a winter wonderland for the day, upstairs there is a nicely burning little campfire of purified wood, with a trusty scout sitting by it

and a merpire with a pike

and a comatose engineer being hoisted by the shirt with said pike

and dangled, at a distance that might be considered worryingly close, to said fire.

...business as usual Thusia carry on ]

iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Who: Everyone
When: Day 101, morning
Where: Everywhere in HQ
What: It is dark. You may be eaten by a grue.

[You'd think, that during the day, the lack of power would be less of an issue. But somehow, the long halls, the vast number of rooms isolated from windows, the deeper in you get, the darker it gets.

Sometimes, it's 'home' that is the most unforgiving, deep shadows.

Sometimes, it's the hallways where you're really not sure what time of day it is.

But right now, it's when you carry those candles, torches, magic and flashlights or those dying sprigs of fairylights, that the shadows seem to take a real depth. They take a certain life that jumps and springs and slithers in your peripheral vision.

You feel something watching you.]

❦ Thusia ❦

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OKAY WE'RE HERE EVERYONE CAN FINALLY GET OUT OF THE CAR

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Mountains

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That's it for now!

THANK YOU CHRONO

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