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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!

blindwatchersees: (pic#16898529)

[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-03-10 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Easy now. Take a deep breath. There is a gravity in your mind, bearing down upon you. Take hold of it."

"Find me in the town square," the voice repeats. "I will be walking with a spring in my step."
pineapplesalmon: (a long story)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-10 04:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, so you're experienced, then." César chuckles warmly. "Well, since you've had the lovely experience, I could ask you to shovel the stalls out instead? I've already gotten the worst of it, so we just need to replace the bedding." He makes a face. "Or however it goes in English."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-10 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
"Nothing that will suffer from the interruption. I am merely stargazing. Would you care to join me?"

Siebren's dressed in the local clothing he's arrived in--but barefoot, and floating several inches in the air.
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Erin Peters | Changeling: the Lost 1e | Existing Player

[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-10 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
Real Cooking! | Oak & Iron

Erin spends a lot of time at Oak & Iron, partly because she needs to be available for socialization, but in large part just to bask in the scents and sounds of actual cooking. Her table is open, and if you know her she'll wave you over eagerly - and if you don't, she's willing to entertain you. Come meet this tall-ass bird elf. It'll be an Experience.

Oh My God They Were Roommates | Closed To Existing CR

So there's twenty-three new residents of Marrow Island and climbing, and the inn can't bear them all. Erin needs somewhere to live while she's looking for a job...and to get out some thoughts on whether or not she should get her own house or move in with someone long-term. Or both, honestly, both could be an option...

The Job Hunt | Around

Looking to expand your business? Need new employees? There's a blind bitch asking around. She's willing to learn, if she lacks existing experience, but she can't work in high-fire environments like, say, most kitchens or forges. They don't go well with feathers.

Wildcard

Fuck me up.
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Oh My God They Were Roommates

[personal profile] freedomsuitsme 2024-03-10 05:01 am (UTC)(link)
So there's a certain someone wandering around town who's very much on Erin's list, and he very much didn't get a taste of her wrath before reality destabilized and everyone's oranges got shifted.

Now everyone's oranges are accounted for.

Heck him up, Erin.
misbegottendreamer: Dagoth Icon (Default)

[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-10 05:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I would welcome an explanation of the heavens above if you'd be willing, but I'm afraid my eyes aren't much good for anything, and I haven't learned how to actually perceive the music of the spheres yet."
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[personal profile] freedomsuitsme 2024-03-10 05:05 am (UTC)(link)
"No, that's how it is in English. I'll do it, but I'm not going to like it. You'll hear me grumbling the whole time."
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Muriel | The Arcana | existing player/farmer

[personal profile] no_goaway 2024-03-10 05:17 am (UTC)(link)
doll drive

Honestly, Muriel doesn't even read the paper most of the time... but he does hear about the charity drive, and while he prefers not to think about his own sad childhood, it tugs at his heartstrings enough that he can occasionally be found whittling figures of animals out of wood for the toy drive.

planting season... and tiny cows

Clearly at some point, Muriel must have ventured down into the caves because he has acquired a herd of pygmy cows. Eight of them in all, two bulls and six cows; maybe you even saw them all following Muriel out from the cave back to his farm in a frankly adorable little parade. You'll certainly see them grazing in the grass while Muriel prepares the field for planting.

If you're lucky, maybe you'll get to pet one-- they seem pretty anxious around anyone other than Muriel himself, but might just come over if you're with him.
spaghettification: (warm)

[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-10 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Here. If you give me your hand, I can point out the shapes of the local constellations. So you can feel their size and shapes. I have a book which names them, shows their stars. And I can show you where the moons are in the sky--there's three of them."

The music of the spheres--it's something he understands well, perhaps too well. It makes him want to share more with this woman, even if she looks like she comes from a very different context from him.
pineapplesalmon: (hmm oops)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-10 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
((OOPS, I meant learning?? wtf did losing come from.))

"I don't think it does. At least, not that I discovered. But... to be honest...."

He rubs his chin. "... honestly, it would explain some things."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-10 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
"There is always a gravity in my mind. That is the problem."

But Siebren begins to slowly drift in the direction of the town square, a cloud of pebbles and other debris orbiting around him like satellites.
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-10 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
If Erin hadn't been on the ship for more than a year, she might be more cautious. She might think to herself, starting shit in the street might make me seem dangerous and unstable. She might reconsider some things.

Unfortunately, this is Erin from the ship.

"Yo, Discount Crowley!" She's walking over. She's walking over Fast. "Talk fast!"
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[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-10 05:38 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd welcome that. Though... if you would give me a moment, I'd like to check that my handwraps are secure."

And indeed, her hands are completely wrapped in bandages. She has unusually long phalanges, by the looks of it.

"I've often heard it said that there is a secret third moon, hidden in the shadows of Masser and Secunda," she explains as she fiddles with her bandages. "Though I doubt these are the same moons as those in my homeland."
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[personal profile] freedomsuitsme 2024-03-10 05:42 am (UTC)(link)
He freezes, but he's quick on his feet.

"I presume this is about Ms. d'Angelo. I will not defend what I did, nor will I deny that I was wrong, but I will say that Tiamat's goals were not my own. I'll answer whatever questions you have, and I will ask that you refrain from immediately murdering me."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-10 05:45 am (UTC)(link)
"They're not the same as mine. Though...some constellations seem similar. Along the zodiac."

He waits for her to be certain of her handwraps, though he is curious about the need for covering.
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[personal profile] blindwatchersees 2024-03-10 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"There is always gravity on your body, too, but you seem to take that well in stride. Not to imply that it's a simple thing to bend the forces on your mind, of course. Negotiating with aspects of reality is a tricky thing. Especially when reality is coming at you as everything, everywhere, all at once."
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-10 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't normally attack wizards given the fucking doctorate program I usually have to go through, but -" Erin's hand lashes out to grab Maxwell in a wrist lock; fun fact about these, if you try to take your wrist back in the logical way (pulling away from the lock), you'll break it. "You've got ten seconds to name three bones you can do without. One."
pineapplesalmon: (hmm scratch)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-10 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm definitely an audience only person, but... it's fun to see how language can be deconstructed and reconstructed to carry a variety of emotions. I think others would enjoy it. I haven't read a poem in... God, nine months now?"

César had to think about that rather hard, and looks a bit sheepish.

"Wow, I knew I was busy, but...."
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[personal profile] freedomsuitsme 2024-03-10 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
His eyes widen, but then he closes his eyes, digging for one of Higgsbury's lectures, blurting out, "Proximal, medial, and distal phalanges of the left-hand pinky finger."
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[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-10 05:54 am (UTC)(link)
"The... zodiac? That's not a term I'm familiar with." She comes a little closer, movement visibly deliberate.

"The sky of my home holds thirteen signs, and there are two moons. There are other bodies in the heavens too, the bodies of the gods of men and the distant Princes, though I do not know well how to trace their movements."
crushed_pearls: (Default)

-Planting Season-

[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-10 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Ho, the farm!" Erin waves as she walks up. Her feathers are still currently shit, she hasn't found the courage to ask someone for help preening, but...

"Heard folks were looking for help! And separately heard one of our farmers was a cute druid, which, damn, sure is."
pineapplesalmon: (confidence)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-10 05:57 am (UTC)(link)
César considers that, then nods and gestures for her to follow him as he starts to walk towards the house. "Okay, then let's go into the greenhouse. You'll probably just need to wash your hands after getting all the seeds into their pots."
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-10 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Clever, but you're gonna have to live with my lack of precision on this one." Erin seizes the pinky in question; her Mantle flares, smoke enveloping the two of them as her muscles ripple with unnatural might.

She crushes every bone in Maxwell's pinky to powder.

"Valdis asked me not to go after you for her," Erin growls. "But this is for what you put me and Max through you waerloch fuck."
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[personal profile] spaghettification 2024-03-10 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
On some level, Siebren's almost a little afraid of the answer he might get to the next question.

"Is your world a sphere?"

Because if it is, explaining the zodiac is much more possible.