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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!

be_seeing_you: (somber)

[personal profile] be_seeing_you 2024-03-22 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that," he answers softly. Like a prayer.

"It's my birthday on the nineteenth. Ava and I had the idea to celebrate with a family dinner. Ruby will be there. You're invited as well."
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[personal profile] yournewsidekick 2024-03-22 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Nimona squints at him, like she's trying to peer through any potential VEIL OF LIES Edgar might be offering up. But... nah, he actually does look okay. Ish. It's more like that time he almost died of flavor overload from a slice of pizza than any actual, y'know, dying dying.

She nods, satisfied, and headbutts him in the face. (Gently.)

"I can always bite you if you need distracting," she offers, oh-so-generous.
crushed_pearls: (Default)

[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-22 09:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"You're getting a bit on in years to be doing reckless shit, wizard. That's a younger person's game." She 'looks' away, hand on her hip, and rubs at the bridge of her nose. "Go on, get that pinky looked at. I think we both get the point here."
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Wrap?

[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-22 09:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"We'll have to keep the place straight, but...yeah. I'm in."
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[personal profile] be_seeing_you 2024-03-22 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
His lips part... and then he sits in silence for far too long.

At length, his mouth shuts, and then his eyes, and he releases a heavy breath through his nose.

"I can't."
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[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-03-22 09:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Word of advice, Peter. Leave the guilt to the Catholics. They have more practice at it. You can't... take responsibility for anything bad that happens anywhere near you. Sometimes that's just life. Ugly, absurd, and out of anyone's control."

...

"That's why I became a doctor, because when I get told what I just said, I break out in hives."

The call is coming from inside the house on this one, at least.
Edited 2024-03-22 21:41 (UTC)
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[personal profile] littlefairytale 2024-03-22 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)

She feels like she left a part of herself in the Ever After. Like the thread that connects her body and mind, connects Ruby Rose to Whoever She Is, has been stretched and frayed. Even feeling the regret she does for drinking that tea, in some ways it already feels as if she's abandoned herself.

Who is Ruby Rose? Who is it she's supposed to have faith in at all?

She breathes."...this place reminds me a little bit of home. Patch, I-I mean. The town's a lot bigger than the village, but... still."

saltwaterlungs: (Coral Sea)

[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-03-22 10:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Flatly,

"I'm eighteen now. Even if I made it back to my world, which I don't want to, I've missed out on the start of my Olympic career, I haven't been training for fencing specifically in at least a year, and you're not a prodigy when you hit eighteen. I have no employable skills other than hitting shit with a sword. Wherever we end up after we fix this shit, I'm going to have to work bullshit menial kitchen jobs until I die."
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[personal profile] littlefairytale 2024-03-22 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)

Another nod, another breath. It really does almost feel wrong, to be reassured by someone else feeling like this, but it doesn't make it less true.

"...do you think—" she chews at her cheek a little, "do you think maybe I could come to help out again, sometimes? Even before the flowers bloom. If that'd be— if that'd be helpful."

Whatever job she ends up taking, she's pretty sure it won't be farm work, not full time. But it might be good, to be able to throw herself into something physical and help someone out occasionally.

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wrap

[personal profile] hadnoright 2024-03-22 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)

"Trying really hard not to take that low-hanging fruit." The 'there's not going to be anything straight going on in that house' is right there, come on.

Daisy presses a light kiss to the spot where Erin's neck and shoulder connect, and settles. "...but yeah, alright. Guess we'll see where's available and. Figure it out from there."

It's going to take some adjusting, no doubt. This isn't exactly something she imagines either of them expected to have on the table so soon. But she thinks she likes the idea of it, so... here goes nothing.

crushed_pearls: (Default)

[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-22 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Erin opens her mouth to say something flippant, and then closes it. Darcy's got a point here - what if they end up somewhere that expects degrees, certificates, a legal identity? They've all got a problem then, but...

More seriously than she was originally going to say it: "We're in the middle of a market that favors labor and has a lot of trades to learn. You'll find something, maybe even several somethings. Maybe take a page out of the big man's book, take up carpentry, I dunno."
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[personal profile] stonecoldtop 2024-03-23 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
"As am I, but life goes on and all that."

He sighs, and leans back to stare into the treetops for a while

"It'll be a shame to have to forgo modern conveniences, though I must admit it's nice to spend some time outside of a big city."
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-03-23 12:13 am (UTC)(link)
...

"Did you really just suggest I take up carpentry because Jesus did it?"
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-23 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"There was a different version of that sentence about how he didn't start his ministry until he was thirty but I couldn't figure out a way to say it that didn't end in my death."
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[personal profile] twelveghosts 2024-03-23 12:27 am (UTC)(link)
The look at him gets one in return, and the realization hits him the moment he sees Leon drawing in a big enough breath to be able to yell-

The authority Leon manages to push into his voice is a hell of a thing to hear up close, and Dennis flinches subtly. His lip curls, and he squeezes himself in a little smaller, but he realizes right away that it's having exactly the intended effect...and he's grateful.

Sticking close enough to take advantage of the gap, but not enough to accidentally brush the other, Dennis follows until he can fold himself down into a seat with his arms crossed tight.

"Nice pipes," he murmurs absently, and carefully takes a napkin folded in a holder on the table to mop across his face, hoping that he doesn't look as clammy as he feels. "Yeah I guess... You fall into the guard position just like that, huh?"
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-03-23 12:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Pro tip, 'Jesus was old when he did shit' is a statement I hate less than 'Catholics do carpentry like dwarves in books do blacksmithing'."
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[personal profile] twelveghosts 2024-03-23 12:50 am (UTC)(link)
"I was thinking more the temple itself, but sure, I'll bite. What're their dominions? Guessing if it's seasonal winter's like death, spring's fertility and live and shit, all the shit the wiccans eat up."

He definitely doesn't sound particularly reverent, but then again, when you know these things exist with or without his involvement, what's the point in being pious?
crushed_pearls: (Default)

[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-23 12:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Noted."

Ignore her doing the worldbuilding in her head, Security got Erin writing fic and down the line she's gonna get stabbed to death by someone. Long odds on the Father but he does seem pretty scrappy.
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-03-23 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
Huffs.

"Anyway. I'm not good at anything else, and I don't have until I'm 30, and me complaining isn't an invitation for you to try to fix my life, again."
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[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-03-23 01:02 am (UTC)(link)
There's a moment where Dabi is left frowning and blinking. He hadn't used any flames had he? Had some escaped him without realizing? That hadn't happened in years...maybe it had to do with why the guy reacted the way he had. Arching a brow Dabi just held out a hand and produced a bright blue flame like the ones Dennis had seen.

"You mean this?" Cocking his head slightly he continued. "It's my power, something I was born with the ability to do. Guess you could say it's hereditary."
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[personal profile] lordoftheozarks 2024-03-23 01:04 am (UTC)(link)
Erik enjoys when his playful banter gets a rise out of someone, so he's already grinning to himself noticing Edgar trying so hard to stifle that snicker.

But all the mirth drains from him the minute they enter the tunnel and everything goes dark. He's suddenly on his feet, back ramrod straight as he looks out the darkened window. For him, it's just as easy to see as in daylight, and so far all there is to see are the walls of a rough stone-hewn tunnel. But he's tense, waiting for it to change at any moment into another nightmare.
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[personal profile] crushed_pearls 2024-03-23 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
"Wasn't gonna try to. But...you're on a clock?" Erin turns her head, ears flicking slightly. She can't hide the concern on her face.
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[personal profile] iamthepyre 2024-03-23 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Just the longest slowest blinking. Somehow he can't help but thing that this guy would have fit in with how weird the rest of the League was. It takes him a moment to realize that there are floating rocks and twigs near them.

"Huh," Some sort of telekinesis? He'd heard of others with quirks like that. "I mean, yeah it doesn't take much. Humans are weak compared to a lot of things. Physically...mentally....all it takes is one thing. But I'm guessing you're talkin' about somethin' more...cosmic."

Something that was a bit too big for Dabi's narrow minded self.
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[personal profile] diableristdoggo 2024-03-23 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
Rex is at least nice enough to look away when Jarod starts disrobing. Look, he's a literal monster, that doesn't mean he doesn't still recognize certain social practices. That being said, modesty isn't something that's ever bothered him much. Even when he was alive, public bathes were common in Valencia.

"Yeah well, pretty sure the flesh has to be living for those benefits to work." He offers with a lopsided sort of grin. Masquerade, what Masquerade? He's not home and he's already met others who were different. Surely it wouldn't matter, right? Hopefully.

Stretching his arms out Rex lets himself relax further into the water. "Riiight? They had stuff like that back home, some could cost you so much money. Never really went to many myself."
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[personal profile] misbegottendreamer 2024-03-23 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"I certainly wouldn't mind one," she says, oblivious to the gesture. Perhaps "poor eyesight" was a bit of an understatement.