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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Blitz [FIRST EDITION]
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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
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
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
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
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
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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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.
Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:
Horoscopes
[CW: Altered emotional states ]
(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)
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!Love Potion
[CW: Altered Emotional States ]
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.Famine
[CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]
Mary Dahl | Batman the Animated Series | Exisitng Player
As suggested by Dr. West, Mary signed up to do a short performance at Empty Pockets -- another entertainment venue in town. She lets him (and also Chris Freeman) know when she's been accepted and which Sunday she'll be performing.
She's written down what she can remember of the single-person play 'Shirley Valentine'. It's still longer than her allotted time on stage, so she abridges and edits the first act until the script will fit... hoping that the performance will be well-regarded enough that Empty Pockets will want her back for the second act. But even if they don't, the first act has a decent ending on its own.
Of course, anyone is welcome to show up at the club and possibly catch Mary's performance. We'll see what you think...
Shameless (Love Potion)
Renting a room at the Oak & Iron, Mary takes all her meals there... so she's constantly getting dosed with the diluted love potion. Gentlemen, you might be getting flirted at if Mary thinks you're cute!
Wildcard
You start, this time.
(I'm willing to do something with horoscopes but Mary is a Libra and while "potent desire for revenge" could be fun, the only person I can think that might apply to is poor Yorick.)
The Bisexual Dilemma
A moment of observation from her table. Okay she has a deep voice... and the bartender gave her alcohol without any questions. Definitely an adult, unless this place is letting kids buy booze.
Now that the "not a kid" test has been passed with flying colors, Mairi feels comfortable viewing her as an adult halfling who is admittedly pretty cute. And it doesn't help that Mairi is also staying at the tavern and microdosing love potion all damn day. But this presents a new conundrum--- does she like girls?
And so begins the age old dance of befriending a girl and trying to figure out whether or not she's straight. She sits down at the bar and smiles, deciding on a compliment that doesn't sound too friendly or too flirty.
"Hi, sorry to bother you, but I absolutely love your hair."
{ OOC: No hard feelings if Mairi strikes out! They can still be friends :) }
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"Oh, well thank you!" Mary replies, after a moment taken to realize that she's the one being addressed with that compliment. Then she gets a good look at who complimented her, and smiles warmly.
This other woman is all in shades of blue, which in Mary's world would mark her as unusual. Perhaps a metahuman with special powers, but unable to blend in to the normal population... much like Mary herself. Mary has sympathy for those who might be seen as outcasts. Though, really, she shouldn't make too many assumptions.
"My name is Mary Dahl. What's yours?"
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At the question of how she likes the island, Mary brightens a little. "Most people have been quite nice. And I haven't been mistaken for a child very often... even when I am, most will just apologize and move on."
New icons! Finally had time to draw them all haha
"Yes and no? Genasi are elemental people. Fire, earth, air, and water. And we fall under the humanoid umbrella with standard humans, elves, dwarves, halflings, but we're technically our own thing. We're common in Chessenta, where I'm from, but rare most other places. And here too, apparently." She shrugs. "I'm glad you've had a good experience here, though! That's honestly a huge relief. Are you staying here at the moment or have you got your own place?"
Looks good! :)
"Dwarfism isn't the same as being a dwarf, but I've made friends with some of the dwarves who live on the island." And in answer to Mairi's actual question, Mary says, "I've been renting a room here at the Oak and Iron, since I got a job in one of the shops. It didn't feel right to stay on for free, you know?"
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She holds out an upturned fist to Mary, then opens her fingers. As she does, a beautifully full and fluffy red camellia flower spontaneously blooms in her hand.
"For you! If you want it, of course. I think it'd look gorgeous in your hair."
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"Oh my!" Mary exclaims, when the flower blooms. She reaches out and lightly touches the camellia, then looks at Mairi with surprise. "For me? Are you su-- I mean, thank you, but... I wasn't expecting a gift for talking to you."
She takes the flower with gentle fingers and then tucks it into her hair, close to one ear, with a hasty bit of braiding to hopefully secure it. She smiles brightly and asks,
"How do I look?"
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When Mary puts the blossom behind her ear, Mairi can't help but grin, delighted with her contribution. "You look gorgeous! Like someone should paint your picture."
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Beat. ('Wait, does it sound too much like I'm crushing on him? Shit.')
"Gerry's boyfriend Cecil is the one who organized the community soup pot."
Heaven knows that Mary doesn't want to start any weird gossip about herself. She had enough of that at home!
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Monologuing
They're curious about what this play entails, having never heard of 'Shirley Valentine' before.
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Mary gives a small nod when Chris waves, and then walks over to the kitchen set. It's really more the suggestion of a kitchen, but the props are all close to scale with herself -- which was a pleasant surprise for her.
The 'stove' is set up so that to stand at it is to face stage right. She stands there to start her monologue, but she's often turning to face the audience who she addresses as "Wall". She's Mrs. Joe Bradshaw... what's left after years of marriage has stifled away Shirley Valentine. She's stuck in the rut of routine, with nobody but the wall to talk to at present.
"...I never used to drink wine. It was our Millandra who started me on this. She said to me, 'Mother, nobody drinks rum an' coke these days. Everybody drinks wine instead. Oh Mother! Have a glass of Riesling instead.' Kids. They know everything, don't they?"
She puts down her glass and flutters a hand before saying, "Oh God, look at the time. What am I doin' sitting here talking and he'll be in for his tea, won't he? An' what's he like? My feller. What's he like, wall? Well, he likes everything to be as it's always been. Like his tea always has to be on the table as he comes through that door. I've given up arguing. I said to him once, I said, 'Listen, Joe. If your tea isn't on the table at the same time every night it doesn't mean that brass has collapsed or there's been a world disaster. All it means, Joe, is that one of the millions of people on this planet has to eat his tea at a different time.' Didn't do any good. I could've been talking to you, wall!"
She sighs, "I always said I'd leave him when the kids grew up. But by the time they'd grown up there was nowhere to go. You don't start again at forty-two, do you?"
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And it seems to be a decent adaption -- Chris caught that mention of brass, probably replacing some other form of currency, so that the locals would understand the reference. They glance around at the other audience members, hoping that the monologue is going over well.
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The audience doesn't have a uniform reaction -- some people seem a bit confused or bored, despite polite interest, but there are a few people who are connecting well. Seeing those faces, no matter how few they are, energizes Mary.
At the end of her performance, she 'reads aloud' the note that Shirley leaves for her husband, that she's going on holiday for two weeks. Mary picked Evgiakti to stand in for Greece. And then she marches off the stage, head held high.
As the curtain descends, there's enough applause that Mary feels good about how it all went.
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The next act is a singer with a dulcimer, who performs in front of the curtain -- probably to give the crew time to break down the set and move the props offstage.
Chris is watching for when Mary rejoins the audience after. They move closer, and wave when she sees them coming.
"I liked your performance, Mary! And I think it resonated with other folks, too." Chris smiles warmly. "How do you think it went? I mean... you're the expert."
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Monologuing is thirsty work.
"Ah, I feel I did pretty well," Mary replies. "Doesn't look like it landed with everyone, but... I'm glad you enjoyed it. I'm glad people enjoyed it at all."
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Thinking back on those bored faces makes her nervous. What if they complain about her?
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The last bit might have been a joke. She smiles shakily after saying it.
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"I'm your friend, not a shill. I wouldn't let you put words in my mouth."