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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!

batteryacid: (Default)

[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-24 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
Eddie pockets the clean handkerchief again when it isn't taken, and tucks his own used one into a different pocket.

"Scrapping... you mean fighting?" Eddie shrugs. "I've seen a notice on the bulletin for a fight club, but whether you can make money on that, I wouldn't know."
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[personal profile] hate_gettin_older 2024-03-24 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
Edgar's eyes widen for a moment, but he keeps his mouth closed on the curses rising to his lips. Twelve planets, fifty billion --

"Christ almighty," is what he finally half-whispers, and it doesn't feel like enough.
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[personal profile] tehilim127_1 2024-03-24 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
"Second question ... would it be all right to ask what you are that isn't human?"

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[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-03-24 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh...yeah that would be a pretty big tell, huh?" There's a sheepish sort of smile as he shrugs and continues jotting down the recipe. It's only after he's looked it over that he hands the pad back.

"Any advice you'd give a new guy?" Man....how often is he gonna be the new guy? At least he's not the only new one.
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[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-03-24 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
Cecil thinks about the question for a moment, then leans in and lowers his voice. Apparently he's capable of that, sometimes.

"Be kind to the locals. They're being invaded by people from different worlds because their goddesses want to bring them help. But the only reason they have homes and jobs to give us is how many people they lost due to the curses on this island. If they're sharp or shy or wary, they have every right to be."
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[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-03-24 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"How did I manage to drag you down with me? I thought I was a 'baby shrimp'." He watches as Alice plunks down into the seat next to him, waving to the bartender and motioning to his friend before taking a drink of his own pint.

"Yeah...that sounds pretty familiar. I remember falling, thinking you'd caught me, and then it's like you said."
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[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-24 06:03 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, it would be alright to ask." And his lips quirk carefully, rehearsedly into a wry, almost playful smile that falls back off his face too quickly.
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[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-03-24 06:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh...wow...yeah..." Sam sort of leans back again as Cecil leans in. "I mean...I sort of figured 'be kind' was a given? I mean...I try to be anyways?"

Something something, treat other how you want to be treated. Right? "I'm used to dealing with 'sharp' people, not my first time being the new guy. Thanks though."
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[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-03-24 06:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Mm-hm." Chris gives Sam a look, and gives a long, slow sigh as they watch him chew with his head down. "I assume you've been avoiding Hawkeye, too, since he'd notice the same thing."

To Lou, Chris says, "Your dad is very silly, Lou. We'll have to take care of him."
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[personal profile] closureisformovies 2024-03-24 06:28 am (UTC)(link)

Alice claps a hand on Sam's shoulder and says, with mock gravitas: "Oh my darling man, you are a baby shrimp. But even the babiest of shrimps isn't immune to being made into gravity's bitch. Let alone the big sexy lobster standing right behind him."

Never underestimate Alice's willingness to take a joke as far as possible, even when it includes referring to herself as a sexy lobster.

The hand falls away. "Figured we were running the risk of becoming some scary story told on the internet forevermore, but this isn't exactly what I had in mind."

She really is gonna need that pint of her own.

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[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-03-24 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
"I mean, we all extend good faith to one another as outsiders. But we're all new guys here, compared to Yorick and Dahlia and Degas and Neil and Mayor Poe and Elias and all the rest."
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[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-03-24 06:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Think it'll come up for Gwen or Celia?" Sam can't help but laugh, balking a little at the 'sexy lobster' comment.

"Oh oh, or do you think it'll be Chester or Norris who reads it out it it's a talker?" Yes he is distracting himself from thinking about the ramifications of what's going on by having a morbid little joke about their co-workers having to hear/read about how absolutely stupid Sam is.

Colin'd never let him live it down.
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-03-24 06:49 am (UTC)(link)
"I said it's been a while, not that I couldn't do it."

He hates the idea of being coddled like that, not having to do something difficult. The chicks at least are behaving well enough, and they kind of stick a finger in to maybe pet one, getting pecked in the process.

"I'm working at the Oak and Iron anyway. So. I live at the inn, for now."
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[personal profile] huntingtruths 2024-03-24 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Fair enough."

Yup, not awkward at all just sort of looking around because what is talking to new people. At least Cecil isn't scary like Colin was, but he also doesn't have the safety net of work talk.

"So...a radio host? Do you do like...a podcast or something?"
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[personal profile] saltwaterlungs 2024-03-24 06:57 am (UTC)(link)
"We're getting you something to eat. C'mon," and the hug is leveraged into beginning to drag Ruby back towards the Oak and Iron.

"And I'm teaching you to cook while we're here, too."
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[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-03-24 06:58 am (UTC)(link)
"No, more public interest sort of radio show. Announcements from the safety board, reading off the community calendar, traffic reports, things like that. I'm also a reporter for the Gazette!"

He wears many hats, our Cecil.
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[personal profile] batteryacid 2024-03-24 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Didn't assume you couldn't, just sounded like you didn't want to," Eddie explains, tone of voice still mild and easygoing. "I've got a habit of offering solutions."

Eddie nods. "I appreciate you coming out to lend a hand. Everybody, really. Since you're on cuddle duty, I'll check the water for the rest of the animals."

And for a while, Darcy will be left alone with the chicks, while Eddie grabs a bucket, fills it up, and walks over to the barn. He'll be in sight, walking back and forth a few times, in case they need to get his help before he comes back around. But otherwise, it'll just be a nice quiet time with only the peeping and cheeping of the baby chickens looking for Darcy's attention.
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[personal profile] astrogator 2024-03-24 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, now Tayrey's smile is genuine. She grins at him, and reaches out to pat him on the arm, as if he were Lowell or Chernova back home. Solidarity. 'I hear you, Lieutenant. That's exactly what it's like, and we might be the only ones planetside to know it. Like that or... a slow-ship colony from centuries back, all alone and cut off by relativistic time dilation.' She shakes her head. 'I never wanted to be a pioneer colonist, and I'm fairly sure these days they bring the right technology and put themselves within reach of a trading line anyway.'

It feels good, talking to someone who understands, even if he's as out-of-sector to her as the rest of them. 'And those stones!' she exclaims. 'I don't trust anything I can't take apart and make sense of, or at least... read the manuals.'
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[personal profile] astrogator 2024-03-24 07:23 am (UTC)(link)
'She does?' Tayrey sounds amazed, as if she couldn't have imagined a big animal like that actually liking having her close. 'She's not bad either,' the young lieutenant jokes as she keeps her attention on the cow. 'I'm not convinced she wouldn't try to trample me if you and this fence weren't here, but it's a start, yes? First contact.'
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hexagram of the heavens

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-03-24 09:57 am (UTC)(link)
Two years confined to the same six decks, now this -- buildings, streets, open fields -- it's nerve-wracking to be thrust into so much space, so suddenly, amongst so many unfamiliar faces. Let alone without a weapon at hand.

But Dimitri's no stranger to strangeness, and this place at least has a shape he recognizes. So he finds himself in the square, searching the stream of faces for any he recognizes -- until he does.

"Darcy!" He ducks around someone, raising his voice to carry. "Darcy!"
prince_of_beasts: (oh no)

Planting season, any degree of gross, dimitri is so so happy to be here

[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-03-24 10:11 am (UTC)(link)
There is work! To do! Real meaningful work! Field work! Dimitri has all the deliriously joyful energy of a six-year-old at an amusement park, or a ferret surrounded by bouncy balls.

Which snaps in another direction when he recognizes the owner of the farm. "César?!"
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[personal profile] prince_of_beasts 2024-03-24 11:30 am (UTC)(link)
Dimitri is also early, putting their arranged meeting about fifteen minutes before it was actually planned.

"Ylva! It's good to see you!" Dimitri's posture is crisp, his movements brisk. In all respects but physical he is bouncing on his toes. "I haven't been here long -- what's the hunting like?"
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[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-03-24 11:42 am (UTC)(link)
This behavior, coming from Chris, is deeply concerning. It's obvious that the ghost dealt them some kind of psychic injury, and here is Tarantulas: roughly as psychic as a block of wood. He felt the Tristitia's pull on spark, but it doesn't bother him; in the words of a certain meme, he's felt worse.

This leaves him at something of a loss for how to help Chris.

He transforms and sidles closer, unconsciously wringing his hands together. "Has this happened before?" He tries to peer into Chris's eyes, as if checking them for a concussion. "Are you quite sure you'll be all right?"
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[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-24 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"She loves everyone, hence Ambassador." And Troi, but no, César's not going to be too nerdy. "You'd be safe with her, but the others are still wary. Trampling's an actual risk with them."
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We love you Dimitri

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-24 04:32 pm (UTC)(link)
It's very good work that has brought a large amount of purpose to César's life here. He looks up when his name is called so familiarly, hoping to see someone he recognizes from home for a moment. ... except, no, he doesn't recognize the young man in front of him, and it shows clearly on his face.

Then, it clicks, and César walks over, smile apologetic. "... another person from the boat, I take it?"