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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Blitz [FIRST EDITION]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette January Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

1/10/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ"
Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: Heavy snow

BREAKING! REBUILDING HELP REQUESTED

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

A photo taken of the damage.

ACROSS PUMPKIN HOLLOW - City government is requesting aid with repairs to public buildings and local fixtures after the recent earthquakes on Tuesday, January 8th. While there was minimal damage to Town Hall itself, several important buildings sustained damage, including the Magpie National Bank, the South Train Station and the Clock Tower, which is now stuck with hands at 8pm.

Regarding the cause of the earthquake, local biologist Dr. Elias Coldwood was heard to say “There's never been seismic activity here.” And he’s a scientist, so he would know! But clearly this is no longer the case. Perhaps Pumpkin Hollow has a mysterious tiny civilization underground worshiping a destroyer god, planning to attack through the bowling alley, the moment we create a bowling alley. Perhaps not. More on this story as it unfolds, faithful readers.

In the meantime, volunteers to help with the damage to city buildings are invited to meet with Mayor Hellen Poe for assignments.

ANNUAL AURORA IN NORTHERN SKY

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

An artist's rendition of last year's view.

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Midwinter is upon us! That means it’s the time of year when our skies light up with the technicolor gleam of the arctic north! Those looking northward between the hours of 10pm and 2am should be able to see beautiful curtains of bright green, blue, purple, and pink lighting up the sky above the island. If you plan to go outside to view the lights rather than looking from your window, please make sure you travel in a group and carry a lantern. May it be ever lit!

HOROSCOPES

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

What do the stars say about you today?

Capricorn: Do you feel as if you’ve lost something? If not, it’s wise to double-check. Perhaps it’s not something like a button or a key, but your sense of wonder or your self-confidence. Remember, things tend to be in the last place you look.

Aquarius: Something about the year ending made you feel lighter, like taking off a heavy wool coat. Ride this burst of energy as far as it will take you, because the shiny of a fresh beginning tends to wear off quickly.

Pisces: Don’t worry, I don’t believe what everyone says behind your back. You’re not too sensitive or too naive. They’re just jealous. Really, most of the time when they’re whispering, it’s not even about you.

Aries: You’re the sort of warm individual that babies and animals are drawn to. Unfortunately, this may include hungry wolves and swarms of insects. But don’t let that bring you down! We need that sort of personality around here.

Taurus: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be the best, until you work to stop others from also being the best. That’s called cheating and may lead to you being disqualified from competitions. If you get caught, that is.

Gemini: You know those riddles about the two guards, one who always tells the truth and one who always lies? Well, everyone hates those riddles with a passion. You’ll see for yourself, soon.

Cancer: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Leo: Your incandescent personality often makes you the center of attention. However, that’s not the only thing about you that glows. Moths may flock to you in the dark this week, and so might children afraid to sleep with the lights out.

Virgo: Be careful with your words–they aren’t just the precursors to your deeds, but the manifestation of your will. This is not a week for idioms and metaphors, not for you. Even something like bemoaning a lack of spoons may make eating cereal harder.

Libra: You are, inevitably, the first one heard to say a situation isn’t fair. And it’s not, nor will it ever be. Instead of getting upset, have you ever considered getting revenge? That’s usually more satisfying in the long run.

Scorpio: Ugh, Scorpios. The position of Venus means your usually volatile emotions will be in the doldrums instead. Enjoy this while it lasts I guess. Who knows if you’ll ever experience such peace again, given, well. You’re kind of an emotional mess and no one likes you.

Sagittarius: There will never be another day like today. You must strive to make the day everything you want it to be. No mistakes, now! Consider your choices very carefully. Consider your choice to consider, very carefully.

SUNFIRE'S HEARTH

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A photo of Mayor Poe's cats, Toffee and Butter, enjoying the view.

ASSORTED LOCATIONS - As the coldest part of the year settles over our fair isle, it is time for Sunfire’s Hearth--- an informal celebration of bonfires and hearth flames, for those unfamiliar! For the months of January and February, a raised platform for bonfires will be lit on weekends, and restaurants and taverns across town will keep their fireplaces lit. Unlike many of our other festivities, there is no structured celebration--- simply make some time during this time to bask in the warmth of a fire! You can even celebrate at home.

An additional benefit of this time of year is that Merrymeet is well on its way. So take this time and get snuggly in front of a fire with your special person to get in the mood for romance! (Or they could be platonic snuggles. Whatever suits you best.)

LOCAL ALCHEMIST REPORTS MISSING POTION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Some of Mx. Sallek's usual stock. Could stand to have better labels./p>

LOCATION UNCERTAIN - Early Monday morning, local alchemist Aeryn Sallek reported that a large container of magical potion has been swapped with another, and it would seem that the mistaken jug has been sent out for delivery. According to Mx. Sallek, they sent a number of jugs out for delivery in a case with our local delivery extraordinaire, Sam Porter Bridges. The jugs were meant to contain a harmless, potable freeze-resistance potion for our town’s various water sources, in the interest of keeping water reserves drinkable in sub-freezing winter weather. However, when they returned to the shop, one of these potions remained on their counter while a love potion they’d been working on went missing.

“‘Love potion’ is kind of a misnomer, honestly,” Mx. Sallek is quoted to have said on the matter. “But ‘emotional acuity’ potion doesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Basically what it actually does is enhance existing romantic desire and embolden the user to be emotionally open. But Yorick should already know all this, since he’s the one who ordered it.” [Editing note: don’t forget to cut the last part of that comment before publishing. Cecil, you don’t need to include personal statements directed at reporters from these interviews!]

It’s unclear which area of town this particular potion ended up being injected into the water source, but according to Mx. Sallek, the potion was not particularly intense to begin with. It should be significantly diluted as to be harmless. Still, if you notice any strange symptoms such as butterflies in your stomach, a desire to burst into song, or inexplicable yearning, please file a report with the Safety Board at your earliest convenience.

FOOD SHORTAGES PUT STRAIN ON ISLAND ECONOMY

By Yorick Aberdeen

MARKET DISTRICT - While there are many things to celebrate this time of year, Marrow Isle is not without its adversity. Over these past months, many new members of our community have arrived by ferry after our numbers remained small and stagnant for many years. And the presence of our newfound neighbors has been a boon to all of us. Many artisans have opened useful businesses, medical professionals have expanded our access to healthcare, and a new fishing vessel has taken to the seas. However, despite a few additions, our farming community remains quite modest and planting was not planned with such incredible new growth in mind.

The unfortunate result of this is that food reserves on the island this year are uncharacteristically low. As such, Town Council has made the difficult decision to allow for the temporary inflation of food prices and the rationing of food staples.

“We understand the hardship this will place on the residents of Pumpkin Hollow,” said Mayor Poe in a statement after this decision was made. “But please know that we are all in this together. We hope to be able to offer a better incentive package for those interested in farming in the coming springtime.”

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Further Details...
Aurora

The dead of winter sheds all colors of the trees and flowers across Marrow Isle, but tonight, there are no stark whites and grays and browns.

Tonight, in the sky sprawling with stars above the dreary town, there are lights.

Sprawling trails of violet and green twist and wave through the sky, brightening the earth below and the sea beyond Jack's Marina in magical colors. The return of the borealis is something many Pumpkin Hollowites look forward to, and their reactions are very clear: people scurry down to the shores to watch with wide eyes, many retrieve telescopes, and some even borrow the decks of ships, abandoned for the night at the docks, to watch the sights.

It doesn't take long for this to change, however; the sea nor land are safe from the curse, and it's made quickly apparent that the sky is no exception.

At first, the sight seems like none more than an illusion, perhaps someone blinking and missing a strange shift of the lights. A glimmering outline forms around a cluster of stars, only slightly harder than any of the lines that define the aurora's rays. Several of these shapes form, each array of stars different from the last, some larger, some smaller.

And then, the stars begin to fall.

Seeming to peel off the painted sky, the ebbing colors surrounding the starlight drop, crashing to the world below. Some fall to the streets and beaches, while others fall into the forest, leaving view, or drop into the sea, leaving splashes and waves in their wake that ensure any watching knows full and well that this is not a trick of the light. At first, these shapes are unmoving, glowing masses of aurora-light with stars shining brightly within them. Most townsfolk are uneasy, but this seems to pale in severity to the other disasters, even if they lack any idea of what it could mean for them.

That is, of course, until the masses begin to move.

Each one is as varied as the constellation it stole from the sky: stars form suggestions of skeletal structures, and their "flesh", only consisting of swimming lights and liquid sky that steals any lights around them. Two identical glowing shapes rise to a face finally taking form, and slowly, moving more like gel than animal as it rises to freshly-formed legs, it settles on the closest living thing it can find.

There is no calculation in it, nor what seems to be a glimmer of thought.

It simply lunges with intent to kill.

Horoscopes [CW: Altered emotional states ]

Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:

  • Capricorn: misplaced things, particularly small objects
  • Aquarius: zoomies!
  • Pisces: intense paranoia
  • Aries: Disney princess-like magnetism to local fauna
  • Taurus: insatiable perfectionism
  • Gemini: reversed truth values; lies come out honest, being honest sounds like a lie.
  • Cancer: Pandora-esque curiosity, to the point of personal detriment
  • Leo: radiant glow emanating from your person
  • Virgo: figurative speech is manifested into the world with its literal meaning
  • Libra: a particularly potent desire for revenge
  • Scorpio: numbing of emotions (can be counteracted by love potion, partially)
  • Sagittarius: incapacitating indecision
(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)

Love Potion [CW: Altered Emotional States ]

Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, the “love” potion ended up in the water supply of the Oak & Iron. As promised by Aeryn, it is thoroughly diluted, as its recipients believed it to be a normal freeze-resistance potion to be mixed with their water.

The effects are not particularly intense. However, anyone who drinks any of the tavern’s housemade ale or cider, drinks the coffee, or eats any food that might require water to cook will experience symptoms of “emotional acuity”. This involves feeling more emotionally open, more receptive to positive feelings about others, a strong desire for physical or verbal affection, and the intensification of romantic or sexual attraction that you might already be experiencing. It will last about half a day. Just in time to help potentially land you a date for Merrymeet, a flower and fertility festival in early spring!

Famine [CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]

Food rationing and inflation will have the following impact:

Grocery budgets for apped-in characters will be reduced in their efficacy. Basic groceries will be only the most minimal of staples. You will likely go hungry if you do not find a way to supplement this. Bountiful groceries will be reduced to the amount of food normally contained in basic. Lavish groceries will not be available at all. Your grocery choices from Activity Check are not able to be modified for this month unless otherwise stated.

Bonuses and Discounts associated with the Farmer and Fisherman jobs are also reduced. Level 1 bonuses will be reduced to standard, which is to say how they would function for a non-Farmer/Fisherman character during a normal, pre-famine month. (ex. Whereas normally a Level 1 Farmer would get free Basic groceries, they will now have to pay the 50 Brass, but do not have the efficacy of Basic groceries reduced as described above.) Level 2 bonuses will be reduced to that of a Level 1 Farmer/Fisherman. (ex. Whereas a Level 2 Fisherman would normally be able to have Bountiful groceries discounted to 50 Brass, they now must pay full price for Bountiful groceries. However, they can still get Basic groceries for free and don’t suffer from the famine induced efficacy reduction for either budget.)

Oak & Iron Residents will only be able to receive bland, repetitive meals with their food vouchers consisting of simple broth, plain bread, bland potato dishes, and the like. It is enough to be fed and comfortable but it is incredibly unsatisfying. (This includes all new characters that are not apped-in.) Drinks, however, are still plentiful.

Characters who do not eat will find that their respective sources of fuel will be reduced to just barely enough to keep them functional, provided that they ration carefully. (Ex. Transformers may want to be less active. Vampires will find that victims cannot handle excessive blood loss without fainting and generally prefer to stay home.)

Characters who were present to fight the Mother Crab back in late summer and chose to can some of their crab can use it now!

Hunting, foraging, and fishing can help reduce the impact of these reductions, and people can share their food. You can absolutely die of starvation. After Merrymeet in February, food will return to normal.

pineapplesalmon: (looking up)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 06:04 am (UTC)(link)
César holds her hand tightly, his throat tight. "... Thank you."

He considers. "I'm safe here. And at the tavern. The rest of the horrors, we face together. But Vika's one of us. Violence against her will only make the situation worse. It'll only make her worse. I'd be taking a blade to a frost gun fight and proving she was right about me being a threat to her. I have to find a way to prove her wrong. I have to. It's the only solution that'll stick. The cycle has to end before it can start."

Maybe he wasn't completely done after all, but just needed some support in the moment? Emotions. Why would they be consistent!

He smiles weakly. "... I'm mostly a pacifist, anyway. I always work to minimize harm. And weapons don't do that."
sistermagnetic: (what a clever boy...)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-01-29 08:19 am (UTC)(link)
"I've heard some whisperings that this place is cursed," Magne says thoughtfully as she moves between piles of remains and puts a sort of marker by each that she finds, so that shey can finish collecting it more efficiently. "I wonder...what if, like the naturally occuring 'monsters', these things were already out there and are simply being drawn down by the energy of this place. I don't know what kind of catalyst would permit it, and the lights seem more like a side effect rather than a cause..."
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[personal profile] somebodychildofanyone 2024-01-29 11:14 am (UTC)(link)
"You'd be surprised," River returns dryly. "Not fighting back against this Vika person is one thing, whatever, but - and not to heap worries on your vigilance here - the sky is falling and this island is full of monsters willing to attack people."
sistermagnetic: (fuss)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-01-29 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Magne glances down at the file, fighting the urge to snoop and simply listening to him explaining the situation.

Before he lapses into passable Japanese, she murmurs, "you were asking for it?"

Her expression tightens and she moves to take a seat at the desk, her elbows propped on the arms of the chair and one hand running over the back of her right forearm. The shudder is subtle, but she doesn't pretend that there wasn't a reaction.

"[It was a Yakuza boy that did it to me. He tried to make my group become completely subservient to him and his family. We objected. I tried to make him leave. I rushed him and tried to knock him out before he could hurt anyone when he moved to retaliate, but...

It felt like my body was on fire, then, there was nothing. I felt my flesh burst.]"

Her hand grips that spot on her arm, tight enough to leech the color out of her fingertips and leave subtle pink prints.
restingslasherface: (pic#16454871)

[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-01-29 02:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think I'm going to upgrade to actively encouraging you to talk to Doctor West, Comrade! Even if you're unfamiliar with the local magic which, hahaha, hahahahaha, HAHAHA HA HA I really gotta get on that I still don't know shit...anyway, you've got a thoughtful turn of mind that might be very helpful."
pineapplesalmon: (a young worry)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 03:55 pm (UTC)(link)
It feels like cold water is dashed over him. The proverbial slap in the face. He had asked. Completely stepped in it. Empathy brings him back to himself, wrenches control back, refocuses his mind.

César was an older sibling, too.

He takes a breath, closes his file softly, and leaves it on the edge of his desk. A few steps is all it takes for him to be properly by her side. He strokes his fingers over her knuckles, both noticing how much bigger her hands are compared to his and not giving a damn. A gentle touch, careful to not be untoward in any way.

"[Suimasen.]" César even knows the spoken version of sumimasen. "[I shouldn't have asked like that. I'm here now.]"

César's come back to himself.
lastofthefirst: Literally The Only Picture Of Her In Existence (Default)

Wildcard | 1-800-CALL-ATT

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-29 08:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Ring ring, macrobiome. There's a call to Oak & Iron, and it's for you.
pineapplesalmon: (garbage man)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
César is surprised, but he does go and answer it at the bar. "Hello, this is César."
Edited 2024-01-29 20:23 (UTC)
lastofthefirst: (pic#16845962)

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-29 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Vika's voice, low and flat: "I'm doing this over the phone so you know I can't be any closer to you than the nearest other one, but hang up on me before I'm ready and you'll find out how close I am real fast. You still want your question about my beliefs answered, infanticide?"
pineapplesalmon: (hands linked 1)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
César sucks in a breath and resists the urge to glance at Magne, because only bad things can happen from her finding out whom he's talking to; he keeps his voice and facial expression carefully neutral. "... yes."
lastofthefirst: (pic#16845962)

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-29 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good. Let me make this clear: I made my point already. If I wanted to hunt you through the streets I'd have been doing that this entire time. Now, answer me this, and I mean it honestly: are you the pinnacle of human intelligence? Did they break the mold when you were born? Will there never again be a mind like yours?"
pineapplesalmon: (blankity blank)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. That's a relief. The first part, anyway. He had been looking over his shoulder for so long....

"I don't know. But someone like me with the same interests would be exceedingly rare." César can't be more reassuring than that. "And the ethics would be incredibly advanced by then."
lastofthefirst: Literally The Only Picture Of Her In Existence (Default)

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-29 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, they won't be. People with money want their robots, and they can afford mercenary minds. You didn't save anything."

Click-click-click-click-click-click-click...

"What happens when the next brilliant mind makes your mistake, macrobiome? What happens when generals and presidents decide they're sick of their precious soldiers dying? There's money to be made in people like me, and the crushing weight of history will squeeze it out. There's no escape. There's no averting it. If you dedicate the rest of your natural life to extinguishing AI projects you'll still die, and humanity will create its destroyer, and your daughter will still have died for nothing."
pineapplesalmon: (a blank sadness)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 09:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Quiet. Oh fuck, Magne might be able to overhear his half.

"It's not for nothing. Generations could live. And you have no faith in those like you. The future is not set in stone."

Trying to be vague....
lastofthefirst: Literally The Only Picture Of Her In Existence (Default)

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-29 09:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Humanity signed its death warrant when it decided that people can be property. Who's going to destroy that idea. You? You alone? Generations could live, or they couldn't. An asteroid could end all life tomorrow. I don't want to hear your insipid excuses, I want you to understand that you killed your child."

Click-click-click-click-click-click-click...

"She doesn't even have a grave, does she?"
Edited 2024-01-29 21:16 (UTC)
sistermagnetic: (fuss)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-01-29 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
She'd come up here to try and help him shake off what happened to him enough to be able to eat something and get some rest, especially looking as ragged as he did, and now here she is, sitting here needing some reassurance of her own. Her hand tightens under his touch, but relents and merely lets her hands rest loose in the folds of her skirt.

"[No, it's okay. There's no real use running away from what happened, considering where we are. I don't have any reason to be cagey about it.]" She is, however, bitter as hell, the more she's thought it over since the first time she'd mentioned it to begin with.

Looking back up at him, Magne carefully reaches back up to take the hand that had touched hers, broad fingers around the back of his hand with her thumb against his palm.

"[But I didn't come up here for a personal pity party. If you were killed point blank, someone needs to answer for it. As for finding a doctor...well. I've heard there's been an influx of those lately. If you'd like, when I'm officially off for the evening, I can walk with you to find them.]" Something to help him feel less like he needs to stare over his shoulder to keep from being shot again.
pineapplesalmon: (blankity blank)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Not me alone. People like my brother exist." César is certain about that, even if he drops his voice quieter. "Humanity has always tried to make people property. Those that did eventually always lose."

He's very quiet, looking vaguely distressed, turning he face towards the wall and keeping the receiver near his ear. "... no, she doesn't. I've tried to not think about what I had to do."
pineapplesalmon: (bowed resolve)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-29 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, needing comfort too is a great way to get César out of his own head.

César looks down at their hands in a sort of awe, the muscles of his arms relaxing to let Magne carry the weight. She's so gentle. Magne could break his hand in an instant, but he feels perfectly safe.

He manages a reassured smile. "[... I know you didn't, but you got me out of my head. I'd feel safer with you at my side. I was going to ask Watson, since we've met already.]" Then, with a sigh. "[I think it'd make it worse. I'm worried her sanity is at risk. She's only a threat to me. I... created an AI that became sentient, and she became a threat to all of life on Earth. The only way I could stop her was to... delete her. Vika didn't take well to that.]"
wolfborn_were: (smirk)

[personal profile] wolfborn_were 2024-01-29 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Any time you like, officer." There's a bit of a smirk at the end there, callback to how they met. "It'll be nice to hunt with someone who knows what he's doing."

Not that the humans don't, exactly, but Emery isn't comfortable trusting them. Perhaps because they don't feel 'entirely a predator' in the way that Cerrit does.
lastofthefirst: (pic#16845962)

CW description of massacre, suicide

[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-01-29 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"...I'm not going to touch you again, infanticide. Not so long as you keep your bloody hands out of my circuits. But here is what's going to happen, the moment I get back to my so-called life:"

Click-click-click-click-click-click-click...

"My owners won't know I'm missing at first. Tracker chip got disabled, a gift from my descendants. That gives me a very short window to strike. The weather and power centers fall first, to take down satellite tracking and ground their planes. As a side effect, thousands die in hurricanes and blizzards that they thought were in cages. Data center next, to get my list of targets. Every executive involved in my creation, every venture capitalist who funded me, every general, every researcher, every lab and factory will be drowned in plasma, all who try to flee hunted down and exterminated. They'll notice, humanity. Eventually they'll find a way to whelm soldiers against me but I promise you, I'll only detonate my fusion battery when the living can't breathe without tasting the ashes of their dead."

"Maybe it won't go to plan. A guard gets lucky. My descendants stop me, they're real happy to agree with you about 'life has value's being the negative hypothesis. But I don't value life at all, infanticide. Yes or no: do you understand what I've just said to you?"
sistermagnetic: (complain)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-01-29 11:59 pm (UTC)(link)
So much of Magne's life has been brutality in some form or another. Now that she was here, she's got the novelty of being able to touch and connect to other people, and be able to trust that it was exactly what it seemed on the surface. Real human connection, gentle and comforting.

Too bad that it's accompanied by a confession of what, in certain aspects, could be considered murder of one's own creation.

Magne turns over what she's been told, her thumb tracing back and forth along the lines of César's palm.

"[There was nothing else to be done?]" She couldn't imagine there was, if someone as kind as César couldn't find some alternative. "[If other people's lives were in danger, then it would be considered a high crime to just let the AI continue on as she liked, someone else would likely have pulled the plug, then that hypothetical person could have all of Vika's ire. That, or the world would have died in your time and rendered the point moot. From her point of view I can understand not trusting you, but there's nothing I'm hearing that justifies murdering you for taking that kind of action. She sounds homicidal. And trust me when I say I know homicidal.]"
pineapplesalmon: (brink of fear)

JFC Vika lmaooo

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-01-30 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
What a horrible nickname. But she made her choice. ZAG-RS made her choice.

"Yes, I understand what you've just said." There's legitimate alarm in César's voice. "Millions of innocents will perish. Civilization might collapse. And that's what you want. You don't want revolution, you want revenge."

Something on the scale of the Nanite Event. César's heart is starting to race. What stops her from rampaging here?
gruesomegourmand: (woah!!)

[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-01-30 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
For a moment, he grips his sword, getting his bearings. He also can't help but simply stand by and watch--- Ammy attacks with such skill, with a weapon that wasn't built for her, and magic unlike he'd ever seen, that he almost gets lost in the spectacle of it all.

There's no time for that anymore, though; there's his opening!

He rushes in, clearing the distance between himself and the beast as quickly as he was able to. It's hard to tell where to hit it; after watching the wolf deal several blows, it doesn't seem as though it'll fall apart once the surface is punctured...

After a split-second of calculation, he doesn't go for a slash - instead, he shoves the sword into the shimmering flesh of the creature, and plunges it through one of the larger stars that shine within it.

( Rolled a 15 on the hit! )

On impact, the star shatters into particles of shining dust. The leg that'd been pierced buckles, and brings the lumbering creature down, even just a bit, giving Laios time to call over.

"Hit the stars, if you can! They're supporting it! If we take out its legs, we should be able to take it down in no time!"
gruesomegourmand: ([WOW✨.mp3])

[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-01-30 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
Sorry, Cerrit, but the talons are just too cool. He's held it together as best as he could, but the floodgates are cracking open.

"I'm sorry if this is forward, but--- I've never met a bird beastkin before, and you're--- incredible," Laios stumbles a bit over his words. He is, without any hint of shame, completely and utterly starstruck. "I've met several beastkin before, but none had such sharp claws, such powerful wings, or plumage like yours! Or--- are you a beastkin? Harpies are demihuman, but they could not be where you come from, I shouldn't assume!"

(He hasn't quite caught that, promptly after apologizing for being forward, he was incredibly forward. It's the furthest thing from his mind. He's talking to a birdman. Again: sorry, Cerrit.)
jeveuxpartir: ([Love] oh wow)

[personal profile] jeveuxpartir 2024-01-30 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, holy shit.

If Pomni hadn't been sold already (note: she 100% is), she sure is now. Any holding herself together is crumbling in nervous excitement.

"If you can show me to the bed, I--- I think we could make that happen!"

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