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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!

lordoftheozarks: by gronckle @ij (guarded)

[personal profile] lordoftheozarks 2024-03-13 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Erik contemplates keeping his silence, but it only grows more awkward as he tries and fails to mask his anxiety. Since when has he been so expressive? He's annoyed with himself for not being able to hide it better. Maybe talking would help. Any distraction.

He turns to Edgar. "Have you taken this journey to the spring before?"
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DEPLOYING EMERGENCY BAD IDEA

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-13 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, a girlfriend. Well, perhaps Apollo may never get a chance with this handsome scientist, but that's certainly no reason not to share the spark of inspiration. He certainly looks lovestruck. Emotions that powerful can't help but come out as beautiful verse.

"Perhaps you should write her a haiku!"
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2024-03-13 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
"Uh -- yeah, couple times. You?"

Is there something vaguely familiar about that voice, that face? Distantly so, vanishing when he tries to bring it into focus.
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-13 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"There's a saying I read somewhere. 'If you only have coins left, use one to buy bread. With the other, buy hyacinths. Which aren't a favorite flower of mine, but I like the sentiment."

He watches her movements, her uncertainty. It's a little like looking in a mirror, like she's driving a body that isn't hers. But he's not sure he can say anything about it.

"So, uh. Over here's where we'll be working, alright?"
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-13 03:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Few months? Couple months. I'm trying to remember if him or Vika got here first."
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[personal profile] decohere 2024-03-13 03:47 am (UTC)(link)
"It's..." Ava swallows down the nervous objection. There's far too many people in town, but the Oak & Iron especially. Strangers but also those she's certain hate her for her associations and actions. An anxious sense of obligation that comes with accepting the boarding, the first step to assimilating to a place she doesn't fully trust. She hadn't wanted anyone to know her whereabouts so easily, even if the only thing chasing her is her own spiraling guilt.

But none of those worried excuses feel all that valid anymore. Each of them solved simply by his presence. She doesn't need to escape here, because he's here. He's here. "Okay," Ava agrees softly, stroking feathers of his wings to soothe them both.

"But we're not waking up at 5am." New year resolutions be damned.
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[personal profile] littlefairytale 2024-03-13 03:53 am (UTC)(link)

"...I think I like it too."

It sounds like the kind of sentiment she's always taken joy in. The little reminders of what's important in life. Even if right now she barely manages more than a mumble in appreciation.

Ugh. She does her best to shake off the fog in her brain and claps her hands together.

"Um— yeah, alright. Oh, and I'm—" there's a beat, just a little bit too long to be normal but too short to be a real pause, "I'm Ruby. By the way. That's my name."

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[personal profile] decohere 2024-03-13 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
She only remembers something about Erin being able to see things with a sense of destiny. And that's not her.

"I can handle monsters," Ava insists weakly, legs drawing up tightly against her chest.
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-13 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm Angel." Pause. "...which you already know, because you showed up on our farm on purpose. Sorry."

He demonstrates the way he wants the flower seeds strewn, what rough density he's looking for them to end up on the soil. There's a stiffness to him sometimes. Not a smile happens on accident, it's always a slow, very intentional thing, like he has to move each muscle individually. They fade, quick, too.
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-13 04:04 am (UTC)(link)
"If you can handle them in your sleep you gotta teach me that trick." Erin flashes a wan grin. "...If you want a private space I can give you my room. I'll crash out in the common room, wouldn't be the first time."
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[personal profile] littlefairytale 2024-03-13 04:14 am (UTC)(link)

"Heh, don't worry. You won't believe how many conversations I've got through without learning people's names. Never hurts to be sure, right?"

She'll pick up what he wants done easily enough, she's always been a quick learner with tasks that you just do. And there's an oddly comforting... familiarity? In the somewhat unnatural way Angel moves. Not one she recognises consciously, at first, but she's spent so much time working alongside Penny that by now a lack of breathing and motion that is unavoidably stiffened in places is normal, to her.

What's new is how stilted she feels now, too.

"...I've never really done anything like this before. Maybe a couple flowers in the garden when I was a kid, but... all the real farming was done on the edges of the kingdoms."

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[personal profile] decohere 2024-03-13 04:16 am (UTC)(link)
Ava leans ever so slightly against his side as he returns, her shoulder phasing into his before she manages to adjust. Small slip ups have become far more frequent. She knows he notices, he's far too observant not to.

Still. It goes unspoken between them. Neither seeming to want to crack the fragile happiness.

"Helped stitch up Judy enough times..." Ava frowns. "Maybe we can save one aside."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-13 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Siebren is silent at hearing that for a moment, because no, it doesn't sound like the Max he knows.

"He must have valued you highly."

The choice of words is a very deliberate one, but his tone is gentle.
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[personal profile] decohere 2024-03-13 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Usually nothing manages to sneak up on me." But she is lucky that it was Erin, and not something with far more teeth and less friendly intentions.

Ava hesitates, shakes her head at the offer. She's not so tired anymore, so a bed isn't quite as tempting. "Thanks. But. I was actually heading away. There's nothing for me here."
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-13 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing?" Erin shakes her head. "Ava...we aren't the only survivors. Who knows who else might show up late, in need, looking for anyone who might understand. Ruby's here, waiting for the people she cares about. I'm here, happy to see you, so fucking happy that I've fought off fifteen different laundry delivery jokes. What if Maximilien comes? Peter? Siffleur?"
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Re: Oak and Iron

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-13 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
Look, Sigma may not have that certain je ne sais quois about him that Apollo is generally drawn to, but he's still an interesting enough sight to grab his attention. How does he walk so smoothly?

...Oh, he's not walking at all.

He calls over to the stranger, looking fascinated. "How are you doing that?"
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Re: QUESTIONS/COMMENTS/CONCERNS

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-13 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
In the temple, are there any writings or drawings anywhere (on tablets, on the walls, etc) that could provide any significant information?
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"By manipulating how the ambient gravity applies--or fails to apply--to my body, of course." He does a little mid-air spin demonstratively.
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[personal profile] decohere 2024-03-13 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes," Ava agrees softly. She knows she's a rare exception to have earned such sentiment. But it's clearly one returned.

Her smile doesn't quite reach her sad, sad eyes. "I wish you could have known the Omnic he became. He didn't quite like admitting it. But. I think a lot of people. Don't really get a chance to... show their better side. When the circumstances are so." Herself included, in the rare moments she can still convince herself she has a better side.
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[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-13 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I wonder what did," Apollo muses aloud. "The destruction outside looks like it was caused by time, not any sudden disaster. What could make them all leave?"

He turns his attention to the skeleton at the altar, his expression turning sorrowful. Whatever had driven the people out of this place... he had stayed behind. To pray for safe passage for the others? Or perhaps duty-bound to stay behind?

"Make all but one leave, anyway."

Apollo made a mental note to ensure any existing or future priesthood of his included an In case of disaster, get to safety clause.
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[personal profile] decohere 2024-03-13 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Laundry... delivery?" Ava looks already regretting of asking.

But she sighs out, presses her palms tightly over her eyes. "I can't just... wait around. If Peter is. Out there. Still trapped." Dead. He can't be. "I have to get back and rescue him, Erin. I promised."
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-13 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
"If you go out there, you'll die. And I'll have to tell him that I let you, and lose a friend in the process." The words aren't cold, just frank, blunt. No bullshit, no wheedling, not for someone who's been used so harshly. It's something they have in common. Erin draws her knees up to her chest, rests her chin on them. "...I only got as close as I did because I'm more fate than soul these days. And even then, if no one had been here...the best thing you can do for him is to get ready. I'm still reaching out, I'm doing what I can. I can't control fate, but there's perks to being one of its favorite toys."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-13 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't begrudge you your closer relationship with Maximillien."

That feels important to state. No hard feelings. There's a part of him that doesn't really want to feel anything about it at all. But he knows what he was to Talon, even if he pretended not to.
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-13 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Or, I could use my own methods on you. If you trust me that much."

Don't worry, it won't end up like Sigma's ultimate ability in game. Really. I promise.
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[personal profile] divasmio 2024-03-13 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Apollo smiles at the jawline comment, though it's a little more somber now. He can't even bring himself to take the suck the life out of me comment to its natural innuendo conclusion. "I... really don't have another word for what I am. God, deity... Perhaps immortal might suffice, if it's the implication of worship that upsets you."

He shifts a little, looking up at the gray sky and the sunlight that filters through. "I suppose I wouldn't mind being an extraterrestrial. I've spent a lot of time up in the air, but I've never gone higher than the thermosphere."