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TDM #5 - Paradesium

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette March Issue

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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

3/8/24 | TDM #5 - Paradesium
Content Warnings: individual CWs found per prompt in "Further Details"
Forecast: Partly cloudy with a chance of rain

WELCOME TO PUMPKIN HOLLOW!

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Apparently the ferryman needed a bigger boat!

ACROSS TOWN - Since June of 16:53, a steady stream of new arrivals to our sleepy little town has flowed in by ferry, emerging from the fog. And it seems this trend is due to continue, as this March is due to be on record the highest number of new residents in a single month!

We are incredibly grateful for all of you coming to our home and filling it with life once more, even though the dangers of our local curse have significantly increased since all of you began arriving. This reporter isn’t complaining--- additional harm to my own person notwithstanding!

If you are a new arrival, please report to Town Hall at your leisure so that we can help you find work and permanent lodging. Or don’t! The Oak & Iron is happy to rent you a room for as long as you need. Best of luck to all of you, and as we say in Pumpkin Hollow, may your lanterns always be lit!

CHARITY DRIVE ENCOURAGES CULTURAL EXCHANGE

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

One of the charming toys created during last year's Doll Picnic.

FESTIVAL GREEN - Preparations are underway for the upcoming annual Doll Picnic. A charity event sponsored by the Artisan’s Guild, this picnic is an Anwyllic tradition that was brought to the island and continued with love. The first Doll Picnic was organized by Dame Meredith Idlewild of the town of Glyn Rhuthun on Kora’s Haven, with the toys being donated to the local children’s hospital after a massive landslide engulfed a local school.

The Artisan’s Guild has baskets of material available for making dolls, including fabric, yarn, stuffing, buttons, and the like. However, tradition states that sourcing materials from the natural world (for example, acorn husks to use as buttons or deadwood to carve for doll arms and legs) results in the toys being blessed by Serrenai, who will watch over the children who play with them. The toys will be donated to local children after the picnic, including those who are ill or whose families can only afford necessities.

Newcomers are explicitly invited to join in the making of toys, and the resulting picnic. As a personal note: the locals have never heard of a teddy bear before. This reporter expects to see several, as we introduce our traditions to their traditions.

PLANTING SEASON BEGINS!

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

After a difficult winter, the appearance of spring's sprouts lifts our spirits.

NORTHWEST HOLLOW - The spring thaw is in full swing! That means it’s time for our local farmers to begin planting. Town Hall is offering a small reward to any of our newest arrivals who would be interested in assisting with planting season for farms less than a year old.

Anyone fresh off the boat interested in making 100 Brass should seek out Eddie and Angel Kasbrak, Arthur Morgan, Cèsar Salazar, Mairi Miann, Ylva Wolfsdottir, or Muriel and offer assistance with tilling and planting. We look forward to rewarding you for your contributions!

HOT SPRINGS OPEN FOR RELAXATION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Photograph provided by the Safety Board!

CRANE'S RIDGE - After a recent earthquake opened up a hot spring on the lower portion of Crane’s Ridge, a small portion of the Pumpkin Hollow Damage Claims Assessment Corps has been working to get the area cleaned up and safe for use by the general public.

Following its recent approval for compliance by the Safety Board, we are pleased to announce that Porter’s Spring is now available for public enjoyment! It can be accessed by taking the train to the North Station or by following the central trail out of Northwest Hollow, though the Safety Board does not recommend making this journey on foot due to its proximity to Lake Sal-Co-Penn. Enjoy!

STRANGE CAVERNS DISCOVERED BENEATH CRANE’S RIDGE

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A small glimpse into this world beneath our own.

CRANE RIDGE - In addition to the hot springs, the earthquake can also be credited for a major cave-in in our Crane’s Ridge mines. A large tunnel was completely buried in rubble by the inexplicable natural occurrence. For the past several months, our mining team has been chipping away at the cave-in to try and regain access to the blocked tunnels in the lower area of the mountain.

In one of these tunnels, however, the team discovered a shocking surprise as the rubble was removed! Apparently, just beyond the mine walls, there has been an entrance to Hepogaia--- a subterranean nation running below our own fair country and many others. It seems that this particular portion of Hepogaian territory is also trapped within the barrier. Brief attempts at scouting by the Safety Board have noted a plethora of subterranean wildlife, both familiar and unfamiliar. This incredible new environment, hiding just out of sight beneath our island, is so full of wonder and splendor that it has earned a fitting name--- “Paradesium.”

A recent ecology study and expedition run by Pumpkin Hollow’s own Dr. Elias Coldwood has redirected their efforts to this new location, but those interested in exploring and scouting out this fantastical new discovery independently are encouraged to pack thoughtfully and travel in groups of two or more! Any information obtained during excursions into Paradesium would be appreciated by the Pumpkin Hollow Board of Safety.

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Further Details...
Charity Drive

The Doll Picnic Charity Drive will run throughout the next two months during our TDM, and there will be an event later on involving posing the dolls for a picnic. Once a photo is taken, the children will be allowed to come picnic with their new toys and take them home after!

There is absolutely no way this could possibly go wrong. Absolutely no dollmakers will be jumpscared or attacked by possessed dolls. None at all. (Okay, maybe some of them. But it’s fine. It’s for a good cause.)

[Mod Note: you can just make a doll without it coming to life and trying to kick your ass, that part is optional. Also the dolls will be blessed at the picnic and rendered unable to attack children.]

Planting Season

Any brand-new characters will get 100B extra on their stipend if they submit an AC-length thread with one of the existing farmers on their first Activity Check! This will be available regardless of whether the character qualifies for normal bonuses, but can only be redeemed by those who app in.

For reference for new players, threads are considered AC-length if they are ten tags in length (meaning 5 of your own tags and 5 from your partner.)

Hot Springs

Porter’s Spring is a perfectly normal and safe hot spring! However, you can encounter any number of perils on your way there if you decide to travel on foot, allowing new players to revisit some of our earlier events.

Check out our bestiary (pending update to new format) for more information on creatures such as Brutoks, the River Walker, and the Pine Devil, or stumble on Lake Sal-Co-Penn for a nasty surprise! Brutoks may also steal personal items from spring-goers on occasion. Don’t chase after them alone unless you want to be turned into a tree!

The Tristitia

In addition to the creatures in the wild, in town after dark characters may also encounter the Tristitia, Pumpkin Hollow’s newest cryptid.

She is a wraith-like spirit which haunts the island. Wearing tattered black clothes and colored all in shades of gray, she appears as a woman who walks around weeping with a caved-in chest, covering her face with her hands. Harmless if given a wide berth, but if she is set off, she will take out her desire for empathy for her grief on her target. She does this by embracing them and drawing out their own grief and trauma, leaving the target catatonic before she fades away, temporarily assuaged.

Into Paradesium

Crystals, golden with light and raw magical energy, cast what looks like sunlight down into the cascading cave. For every foot lower that the ground curls down from the entrance, the trees stretch ever-higher, carrying the raucous cries of animals unlike the surface of Marrow Isle had ever heard.

A jungle, so lush with life, sprawls ahead of any brave enough to venture into it. But what is there to see?

For Paradesium specifically, the bestiary has received a significant update. Creatures featured in prompts have their links to the accounts by Dr. Coldwood and his team marked with stars for easy location.

Below are multiple prompts for some encounters to be had in the jungle, but feel free to create any of your own encounters with any of the creatures listed! If the descriptions are short, feel free to write the creatures' behaviors however makes sense.

Welcome to the Jungle

Swallowed by dense canopies and noise, the jungle is quick to swallow any who travel within it whole.

Eyes are quick to find you, however. Perching in the treetops are a variety of small wyverns in vibrant colors, heads tilting as they try to comprehend what you could be. They squawk, chatter, and some of the bolder ones draw closer - if you sit anything aside and leave it unattended for too long, some even bolder than that will pilfer it, taking the object into the trees to admire with its companions.

Reptilian hunters with bright, keen eyes, the Plommon, consider you with much of the same interest. This interest increases tenfold if you happen to feed them.

If the prying eyes are no bother, then the forest's bounty is ripe for tending and taking. Bananas hang off trees, colorful citrus fruits catch light on their waxy peels, and bulky cocoa beans are jostled by movement in the branches above them. Even the broad leaves of the plants prove extraordinarily useful, whether you're looking to come in and quickly leave, or intend to push further within.

Wherever you go, those curious eyes follow you. Perhaps even out of the cave, should your attempts to shoo an adventurous creature away. What an odd way to gain a new team member.

Down a Few Notches on the Food Chain (CWs: Potential for death, gore, or animal death)

Unfortunately, not all can be pure bounty and new friends in a place like this.

With the cavern sprawling widely and massively, there are many significantly larger creatures in this space, and some seem to be keen to take up opportunity for new prey. As you explore, there's a new feeling of eyes upon you, and the silence that overtakes the surrounding trees spells nothing good to come.

Any one of the massive predators in the wood has you in it's sights.

Escape is difficult, but manageable, as is fighting back. Creatures can be challenged, and hides, bones, and other spoils can be claimed from them, should there be success! If not, this is a good opportunity for familiarization with the Death page.

The silkhide chimera specializes in persistence. The longer and further you go, the more exhausted you'll get. A break is an opportunity that it will be keen to take.

The greenstalker excels at ambushing and high-speed pursuit. At top speeds of 30MPH, your party will need strategy and skill on their side to keep this beast at bay. (Or, alternatively, a source of fire.)

The elephant raptor does neither of these - the beast's sheer length of reach does all it needs to. Water and mud soften the sounds of the gargantuan creature's approach. Stay alert, and be sure that you hear it before it's upon you.

Safe travels become more difficult to manage, the further in you go. Deep, rumbling snores tell you that there's a chance you're just getting to the greater threats this paradise has to offer...

Fragments of the Past

Through great distances traveled, this "uninhabited" cavern begins to show signs that may speak to that not having always been the case.

Ruins of homes, crumbled bricks and tiles, can be found at the deepest reaches of the cavern. These dilapidated buildings, though worn with time, tell a story: the people who left his place, one that could be identified as a stenholm to any familiar with dwarvish culture, did not leave it on good terms.

Essentials were clearly taken with them, as the ruins of this place lack tools or clothing. Valuables are still scattered throughout, however. Large objects with too much history to have been left behind by indifference dot the collapsing homes. Ritual circles still waft radiant energy from them.

In the remains of a temple, an altar stands, cracking with age and covered in plants as the cavern reclaims it. Old candle-stands have rusted with age, but still stand, undisturbed.

Just before the altar, folded onto its side (as best as one can be, when only pieces remain), lies a skeleton. The clothes are tattered remains of stained whites and dulled blues, and the wildlife have cleaned flesh from bones, but it's remained undisturbed by time.

There's a quiet sadness to this place that lingers, even with the people who inhabited it so long since lost.

Should you linger too long, however, there comes the distinct feeling of not being alone.

Clair de Lune(CWs: Long-term isolation, extinction)

Golden eyes of a human face follow your every moment, and the moment you lock your gaze onto them, the face emerges from the darkness, partially covered by spilling dark hair.

What follows this face, however, is not a human face - but, rather, a feline body with sprawling, grey-flecked wings.

There's a long, tense silence, as it emerges fully. Standing easily at eight feet tall while on all fours, the size of this creature becomes more and more apparent as it emerges from the dark of the collapsed wind.

Unlike the other animals of the cavern, though, there seems to be an anxiousness to its look. The lion's chest rises and falls with short, nervous breaths.

And then, in a hushed, woman's voice, hoarse from disuse, it speaks.

"Who are you? Why have you come here?"

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The Sphinx is a new NPC available for characters to interact with, should they delve deep enough into the caverns to find the stenholm. She's wary of all the new faces, and tends to be somewhat flighty, but seems cautiously interested in what new humans being in Hepogaia have to offer. For the sort looking to understand this place, it's people, or intend to trade, she can be communed with.

To interact with her, comment on the TL provided from beastsofthehollow with her icon, and if the initial introduction isn't your speed, feel free to encounter her however you like!

notinflictthem: (Bethune)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-04-18 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
"Good, happy hour doesn't start here for another couple of hours."

Hawkeye, without the benefit of Theo's mind's eye, sets about carefully removing the IV and applying a bandage to where he inserted it.

"Alright- give me a ring if you try eating any other bugs and it doesn't work out so great. You should be fine to head out now."
listenforbirdsong: (sheepish)

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-04-18 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
He's shaking like a chihuahua. "I don't mind if you get excited, Laios."
gruesomegourmand: ([Love] WOAW)

[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-04-18 11:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"I should--- go get to the supplies! We should get moving before we lose too much daylight!"

He jolts out of his chair, and, from all that excitement, sends it straight to the floor, clattering loudly. It's hurriedly (and embarrassingly) put back in place.

Extending his hands, he signals for her to wait, the struggle to stay still starting to lose the battle more with each passing moment.

"Wait here, I'll be right back!"

And with that, he practically jogs up across the room, and up the inn's stairs.
blindwatchersees: (Default)

[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-04-19 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I would if I could, but it seems like mine's been misplaced on the way over here. Actually, no, if I had it, I'd keep it- my husband would terribly upset if I handed over my wedding ring to a mouthy doctor just because I decided to eat a bit of myself again."
actuallyawolf: (wolf)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-04-19 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
Fortunately, Wolfish is a simple language that relies heavily on body language. Ylva's tail wags very slightly as she runs, a brisk trot, ears alert, nose to the air.

Ah, there. She can smell the deer, a young buck bloodied in some altercation with a beast or monster, struggling its way along. She looks back, gestures with her nose in the direction of the trail. A good choice?
yournewsidekick: (otter: just a little guy :(((((()

[personal profile] yournewsidekick 2024-04-19 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Oh no. Oh, MAX.

Nimona bats her eyes, the picture of innocence. "Oh, yeah. Totally. I'll get your clothes," she says. Holding up a paw: "Knight's honor."

Which works out perfectly, since 99.9% of knights are jerks with no honor whatsoever!
not_a_traitor: (beaming)

[personal profile] not_a_traitor 2024-04-19 04:13 pm (UTC)(link)
It's closer, this time. Gaeta's never really been one for full-fledged belly laughs, but the snicker that cracks apart his grief has enough feeling behind it that it even seems to catch him by surprise.

"Could be tough," he says, solemn. As quick and discreet as he can, he wipes his eyes. "I heard you could only file the form between 0900 and 0903. And they want ten copies of it."
be_seeing_you: (Default)

[personal profile] be_seeing_you 2024-04-19 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's all right," he says in low soothing tones, for the sake of both the chicken and the dog. "Shh, shh."

The poor chick struggles but Number 6's grip is gentle but firm, keeping Ernest from being able to wiggle too far out of reach. But the chick doesn't seem to have any hard feelings once it's over, judging by how he nuzzles against Number 6's fingers.

"I had no idea they could be this affectionate," Number 6 says, as he gently strokes the chick's head. "Maybe it helps that I, too, have feathers."
hate_gettin_older: (laughing)

[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2024-04-19 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Edgar, who has never had to file a form in his life, still gets enough of the reference to laugh.

"What if we change the subject without filing the form, then?"
not_a_traitor: (can you hear me now?)

[personal profile] not_a_traitor 2024-04-19 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
"I won't tell if you won't," says Gaeta, and even musters up a passable smirk to go with it.

He signals the staff for another round; even if they're talking about better things, it's no good to sit with an empty glass in front of you.
hadnoright: (w10)

[personal profile] hadnoright 2024-04-19 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)

The taste of fear on the air catches Daisy a half second before the scent of blood does, which itself catches her a half second before the scent of the deer itself.

When Ylva glances back, she still instinctively nods as if she's in her humanoid form. Yeah. Good enough.

notinflictthem: (Paracelsus)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-04-20 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
Another couple of tricks he's learned from his experiences; when a lady is getting there, you don't pick up the pace or get overexcited. You stay with her through it, at the pace you're already going at. So that's just what he does, keeping the rhythm and coaxing her through it. The other trick is that he holds himself at the base of his cock when she finishes, because Hawk isn't 20 anymore and he does need to think about conserving his energy if he wants his ass to cash the cheques his mouth keeps writing.

Both hands go to gently cupping her face as they kiss, which are unfortunately a little tacky with her fluids, but it's the thought that matters. Presumably.

"That good?" he asks, knowing the answer already.
listenforbirdsong: (shock)

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-04-20 12:16 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh--- do you want to come with me to my place? I still need to check on my chickens---"
gruesomegourmand: ([Joy] yep!)

[personal profile] gruesomegourmand 2024-04-20 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah absolutely I'll meet you in just a sec!!"

He can't manage to linger any longer than that, but true to his word, he does come back. Apparently, he'd prepped this all well before sending her the letter, just in case she said yes - he returned only a few minutes later, a tightly-packed bag slung over his shoulders, and a grin plastered to his face.

"Alright, ready if you are!"
notinflictthem: (Galen)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-04-20 04:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Then do I have a deal for you- if you give me a ring on the telephone, you'll get to keep yours. Sound good?"
saltwaterlungs: (IT'S NOT LIKE THAT)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-04-20 04:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Ask him yourself then-" he hisses, bidding some small greeting to Max as he finally releases Ruby. Darcy retrieves his apron from the wall, then points to the sink.

"Wash up, you're helping me with mise en place before we eat."
saltwaterlungs: (Pacific Ocean)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-04-20 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I used to have to go on bus trips to get to international fencing comps- the last one was... to Cologne. About eight hours, we stopped in Luxembourg, and so much of the trip was boring as shit but. Some of it was nice? One of my teammates brought one of those old DS things and we kind of sat around her watching her play like, nintendogs or whatever."

It's a fond memory. At that revelation, though, even Darcy's disaffected cool-kind persona has to shift a little.

"Dude that's so cute, what the fuck."
prince_of_beasts: (glance)

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-04-20 10:22 am (UTC)(link)
The blank look Dimitri gives Hawkeye lasts several moments too long. " ... Fhirdiad doesn't have a ... 'deli'." He makes a point of pronouncing the name clearly. "I do. I miss it terribly. I was never meant to leave it this long. It should never have been more than a year ... "

In Fódlan, in all Dimitri's life, he would never have left Fhirdiad for longer than his year at the Officer's Academy. Now it's been three, and home has never felt farther away.
Edited 2024-04-20 10:24 (UTC)
notinflictthem: (Hunter)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-04-20 10:35 am (UTC)(link)
"IT DOESN'T HAVE A DELI!?" his horror is genuine.

"Where do you go for lunch?! Who greets you with complete disdain the moment you walk in the door?! Not to mention the sensuous interplay of vinegar and mayo on soft white bread, the crispness of lettuce like a hundred dollar bill, the rich unctuous saltiness of preserved meat! Whitefish with onions and sour cream! Pickles! Not a single deli in your whole city?!"

Oops that was a mistake, now he's hungry.

"You had lunch yet, kid?"
littlefairytale: (atlas; finger guns)

[personal profile] littlefairytale 2024-04-20 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)

Now even Ruby can't help but feel like he's protesting too much, but she doesn't say anything else, just holds her hands up like 'okay!!' before rolling up her sleeves so she can wash up.

"Just tell me what I need to do to help and I'll do it.

redlightgreenlight: (upset 2)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-04-21 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
"That sounds quite unpleasant."
huntingtruths: (008)

[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-04-21 08:48 am (UTC)(link)
There's a groan as Sam rolled his eyes and slumped down.

"You, Ms. Dyer, are absolutely no help. You know that?" Of course it's just more teasing, just their usual banter. "I don't think there's anything that could really defeat you. At least not anything that doesn't also include your incredibly unlucky side kick."

It's him. Alice. He's talking about himself.
battlebyballad: (Default)

wrap <3

[personal profile] battlebyballad 2024-04-21 12:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, by all means, keep talking. You have a lovely voice, and I'm not done listening to it yet." There's a confidence in her voice, undercut by that deep blush of hers. She moves to place herself elbow-to-elbow with Fever, close but not leaning in, in case that's too much.

"Which way, love?"
hadnoright: (89)

[personal profile] hadnoright 2024-04-21 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)

Daisy laughs bitterly, "Oh it is. He did it to me, once. Nearly killed him over it. But so long as people give 'em willingly... well, it's easier than things used to be for me."

Things are going to be easier for her, now, with real animals to Hunt. But back on the ship... well, they saw what happened. Jon would have had an easier time there than she did.

listenforbirdsong: (Default)

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-04-21 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"Alright! Let's stop by my place so I can check on the kids and grab some travel gear and then I'll be ready to roll out!"

The pair catch the trolley out to Northwest Hollow, and Mairi leads Laios to her farm. After grabbing a bag and a few items, she heads out to the field, hopping the fence and snapping her fingers to cast Speak With Animals. She explains to her chickens that she'll be gone for a few days and will be leaving out extra feed so please don't eat it all at once, and the small group of hens look at her with what seems to be genuine understanding.

Then she turns to Laios. "Ready to roll?"