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TDM #2 - Down in the Underground [REPRINT]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette Issue #3 [REPRINT]


[Moderator Notes]
Since our TDMs go out bi-monthly, this is a test run of reposting the TDM at the beginning of "off-months" in order to optimize visibility for toplevels in the second month of a TDM's lifespan. If this turns out to actually be helpful, then brand-new TDMs will be labelled "FIRST EDITION" and reruns will be labeled "REPRINT" going forward! If not, we'll just go back to posting bi-monthly. Let's give this the ol' college try and make sure to look out for new toplevels so that we can figure out how helpful it is!



Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

8/5/23 | TDM #2: "Down in the Underground"
Content Warnings: [Article 2] claustrophobia, caves, drowned corpse
[Article 4] Various violence by monster

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We're glad you're here!

WELCOME TO PUMPKIN HOLLOW!

By Yorick Aberdeen

JACK'S MARINA - Reports from the Pumpkin Hollow Port Authority indicate that arrivals by otherworldly newcomers to Marrow Isle are continuing at a steady rate. The first batch of new arrivals, which had been the very first travelers to Pumpkin Hollow in at least five years’ time, began in early June of this year and have already proven to be an incredible boon to both our economy and our overall quality of life. We now have a new farm on the island for the first time in years, as well as clever new members of the constabulary, a few helpful craftspeople, and even our own brand new local musical act. Not only that, but the prestigious Ms. Dahlia Leeds has taken a personal assistant, which this reporter is pleased to announce has gotten him out of a number of mundane tasks. (No offense is meant to Ms. Leeds, of course--- the Pumpkin Hollow Gazette certainly harbors no ill will toward its most consistent donor!)

According to interviews with a number of these newcomers, they appear to all come from realms far beyond our own, to the point where they have homelands with unfamiliar names and have never heard of the Emerald Isles at all. Those willing to share more details report that they each met with a strange woman in a bland-looking office building who offered them a chance at a new life, then found themselves on the ferry here. None of them seem to know anything further, as far as the Pumpkin Hollow Gazette is aware. Curious circumstances indeed.

That said, we are beyond pleased to welcome even more new neighbors to our fair town. Any newcomers should feel welcome to come to Town Hall if they are in any need of assistance. Mayor Poe and any member of Town Council would all be more than happy to lend a hand.

Additionally, the Temple of Sacred Roots will be holding a small gathering on temple grounds to welcome any wayward souls who could use a bit of help adjusting. Reverend Degas Clayton would also like to remind everyone that he is always available to offer guidance after any of his Sunday sermons unless otherwise stated. He has expressed an interest in personally welcoming as many new residents as he is able.

Hopefully things will continue to look up for Pumpkin Hollow as more arrivals land upon our docks. This will be of particular importance as we draw ever closer to Autumn. October in particular promises to be an especially difficult time, as usual. The Pumpkin Hollow Gazette will report further on our paranormal forecast as the season of spirits draws near. We hope to keep local casualties to a minimum this year after last year’s record high.

In any case, best of luck to our new residents, and welcome again!

NOTORIOUS 'RIVER WALKER' SPOTTED AFTER LONG ABSENCE; EXTREME CAUTION ADVISED

By Yorick Aberdeen

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The Paring River Bridge in Lockwood Forest.

LOCKWOOD FOREST (Paring River) - Woodland travelers beware! And not just for all of the usual reasons, either. This past weekend, local shepherd Joseph Peterson reported to the local constabulary that he had an encounter with a creature that had been presumed to have moved on from our fair isle. Peterson, 37, allegedly came across the beast colloquially known as the “River Walker” while crossing the Paring River bridge near the entrance of Lockwood Forest, where he was grabbed and knocked out. Once he regained consciousness, Peterson then reported being lost in an underground cave system whilst being pursued by the monster for an unknown amount of time estimated between six and twelve hours.

The River Walker, a spider-like creature with the face of a human corpse, is so named because it appears to exclusively use the Paring River as its hunting ground. The creature is apparently completely unique to Marrow Isle, as the Pumpkin Hollow Historical Society was unable to uncover folklore or recorded sightings of anything matching the River Walker’s description in any of the texts they have access to. However, through collecting data from resurrected residents who were its victims, the Town Hall Safety Board was able to glean information about this menace that should help citizens avoid yet another timely demise.

Firstly, all residents traveling in the Lockwood Forest should steer clear of the Paring River if possible. While it is true that the Paring River cuts directly through the forest near the entrance and arcs through the majority of the woodlands, and also that the main path through the woods which goes over the Paring River bridge is the only way through to Crane’s RIdge or any of the hunting areas, the river should still be avoided whenever residents are able. This will minimize potential contact.

Secondly, be aware of your surroundings when near the river. Data indicates that the creature will make a soft chittering sound before reaching up to grab a victim. Many prior victims also report the surrounding area seeming “too still” when the creature was in the area. If you experience any of these phenomena, it would be wise to run--- though most reports suggest that outrunning the River Walker aboveground is impossible. But still, it is important to do your best.

And lastly, should you be taken below ground with this monstrous creature, it will transport you to tight underground caves where you will be forced to crawl, squeeze, and climb for your life. All the while it will follow you, taunting and toying with you. Utilize these long, grueling hours to your advantage! Studies have shown that the River Walker struggles to attack groups of two or more effectively, so while you are being tortured, search for a traveling companion!

If you do encounter the River Walker, please report the sighting to the Town Council or the Historical Society regardless of whether or not you die. Those killed by the River Walker are encouraged to stop by the Oak & Iron for a copy of the Safety Board’s Advice Pamphlet for the Recently Deceased after resurrecting. And remember, quitters are tastier prey, so don’t give in to despair! Even if you are caught and killed, you can at least say you persisted out of spite.

BLUE ISLAND CRAB HATCHING SEASON BEGINS AS SUMMER HEAT PERSISTS

By Yorick Aberdeen

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A little sketch by yours truly.

TAWNY BEACH - If you’re out on the beach enjoying the last month of warm sea water, be mindful where you step! Earlier this spring, the local Blue Island Crab population had their mating season. Males of the species came up on the shore with clusters of tiny but durable eggs bundled up in their claws and buried them in the sand, and they’ve been warmed by the summer sun all season. As we enter the last month of summer the new crabs are finally ready to emerge from their birthplaces and begin their lives.

It is worth noting, however, that newborn Blue Island Crabs tend not to go directly back to the sea. In fact, it is common for them to spend the first few weeks of their lives searching for food and nesting materials such as seashells, driftwood, broken pottery, or small pieces of metal roughly the size of the average piece of valuable jewelry. They are also very adept climbers and are capable of scaling stairs and countertops with relative ease. Additionally, they seem to be able to communicate well with others of their species and are capable of collaborating. Many townsfolk have even gone so far as to describe their behavior as “scheming.” Blue Island Crabs are also notorious for not being very picky about what they eat. All this is to say, expect to have your food, personal items, and practically anything that is not tied down stolen by small blue crabs.

An unfortunate side effect of the hex has been that the beloved and highly anticipated Cucumber Festival, which normally takes place in early June, had to be canceled due to a lack of cucumbers. This has earned the ire of a great many residents who have cited the festival as “their last source of a modicum of joy on this goddess-forsaken island”, among other more colorful statements.

But there is good news! Hatching season and the subsequent early life of the crabs, all told, will not last more than a few weeks before the crabs mature enough to return to the sea with the rest of their kind. And of course those lucky enough to catch some will report that they make for a fine meal. There is no finer party dish than a Blue Island crab boil!

INCREASED PINE DEVIL SIGHTINGS SPELL BAD NEWS FOR LOCAL PEDESTRIANS

By Yorick Aberdeen

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A painting of the Pine Devil provided by Mayor Poe

ISLAND-WIDE - In more concerning news, reports have been coming in from all over the island that there have been an uptick in sightings of the Pumpkin Hollow Howler. Otherwise known as the Pine Devil, this extremely dangerous man-eating beast has been a staple of Marrow Isle’s rotating cast of horrors for at least the past 15 years. Much like the aforementioned River Walker, the Pine Devil has a tendency to come and go and sightings fluctuate with some regularity. It seems that as we draw closer to prime haunting season we will be faced with increased appearances from the island’s least-favorite celebrity.

Here’s what we know:

The Howler’s primary motivation is to eat and he prefers larger prey. This includes pigs, cattle, deer, and humans. He has no known den and is apparently nomadic. No one has ever been able to locate the Pumpkin Hollow Howler when he is not actively hunting. At full height, he stands a whopping eight feet tall on unguligrade legs. He has clawed hands and large fangs which are its primary method of attacking and is capable of flight, and his eyes glow blue in the dark. He is a strong, fast creature who has no qualms about coming into town if necessary. Surviving encounters with the beast is notably rare.

If you have any encounters with the Pumpkin Hollow Howler, report to Town Hall or the constable’s station at your earliest convenience to make an incident report. The constabulary is taking reports 24 hours a day, so please make your report either immediately after the incident or upon resurrection. May your lanterns stay lit, and be safe out there!

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Captured by the River Walker? Click here…

Perhaps you didn’t read the paper. Perhaps you didn’t take the warnings seriously. Or maybe you simply had no other choice. Whatever the case may be, the Paring River Bridge lies before you, and the world around you is unnaturally still. The sounds of chirping birds, burrowing mammals, and chittering insects have all died and left the air uncannily silent.



You attempt to hurry across, hoping to make it before anything unsavory catches your scent. But the moment you place your foot upon the stone pavers of the bridge, it is already too late. Behind you, you can hear the scuttling of much too large insectoid legs and a soft rattling sound, almost like the sound of a woodpecker drilling into a tree but somehow… wetter.



Instinctively, you turn to look behind you. A bulbous, lumpy abdomen drags the ground, and from it extends a set of eight black legs, chunky and irregular, as if they were wooden stakes hewn into rough points with a careless knife. Long, spindly fingers extend from thin arms on either side of an emaciated torso covered in shiny black insect carapace. And on top, the face of a human woman who looked as though she’d been drowned, bloated and rotting. White eyes, matted brown hair, and a wicked smile framed by patchy blue lips.



You black out before you even have the chance to scream.



When you awaken, your head is pounding as if you’ve just woken from a bender. You are on a dirty, irregular stone floor. The beginnings of stalagmites jab into your back. In the distance, you can hear dripping water and the shifting of something moving. It is dark, but light enough to see by, allowing you to see plainly that the ceiling above you is significantly too low for you to stand.



Then, you hear a laugh, hoarse and cruel. “Rise and shine, little morsel. Oh, how I do love to play with my food…”



That’s your cue to get moving.



For the next several long, grueling hours, you crawl your way through this tight and unrelenting fortress of stone on hands and knees as rocks cut into your hands. In caves that are tall enough to stand, you have to walk sideways to proceed or even hold your breath in order to make it, and all the tunnels look more or less the same. The River Walker’s raspy voice echoes off the walls, making its location imperceptible… but it’s close.



You need to find a traveling companion. And soon.







Interested in encountering the Pine Devil? Click here...

The Pine Devil is a mod-run NPC and we can only handle a certain number of encounters at once. For this TDM we will be favoring new characters on a first-come, first-served basis. However, you may still handwave or summarize the encounter by rolling a D20 with 15+ to survive and 18+ to walk away unscathed, and write out the aftermath. You do not need a mod’s permission to do this!


You also do not need to fill out a Death Certificate if you're not fully apped in, but can if you want to. Your character will resurrect as normal either way!
preacher_in_reticence: playby: Waleed Zuaiter (Neutral - Thinking)

Arrival!

[personal profile] preacher_in_reticence 2023-09-18 12:39 am (UTC)(link)
Outside of the Temple, near the front door, an older man can easily be spotted sweeping the grounds. Summer is starting to give way to fall, or maybe the trees were just done being attacked by crabs, but there's a boatload of leaves to be taken care of.

He doesn't notice anyone approaching, but he's the sort that looks very approachable none the less!

i_didnt_mean_to: (TNBA: Let Me Pretend)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
Mary stops a short distance from him to stay out of his sweeping path, clasps her hands together behind her back, and calls out, "Are you Reverend Clayton?"

Her natural voice is somewhat low for a woman's, and if his gaze goes over her head when he looks her way... well, she's used to that. She does sound like an adult, despite her height and overall child-like looks.
mister_morgan: (questioning)

[personal profile] mister_morgan 2023-09-18 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
[ A farmer! A respectable, familiar sort. Someone Arthur could feel considerably more at ease in the company of, at least, than the other stiffer collars of the area. The warning does give him pause, however, and after a slow nod of acknowledgement, he lowers his voice a bit. ]

I been hearin' about not going out at night, but ain't nobody been willing to specify on what... trouble looks like 'round here. Y'all got bandits, wild animals?
i_didnt_mean_to: (BTAS: Game's Overs Mr. Batman! / Ta-Da!)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll find you and personally hand you an invite," Mary says with a smile. "Never been to a live show? The cast will have to make it a good experience for you once we have something going."

That is perhaps a slip into the somewhat gladhanding Hollywood persona that Mary needed to make it in show business back in the day, but the underlying friendliness is genuine.

"Do you help out at this temple, Angel?"
graveling: (silhouette)

[personal profile] graveling 2023-09-18 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Sort of. Not really. I'm visiting from time to time, but I don't exactly...belong."

In truth, he spends chunks of time here because it's the only way his corpus heals; he must be on sacred ground, or wounds linger forever, neither bleeding or mending. Today, it's not about healing, it's just a peaceful place to be, but he tries to stay on good terms with the Temple, otherwise he'll have no way to deal with injuries.

"I work for the local fire brigade. Heavy work, but I'm pretty good for that kind of thing."
skeletonkeay: (hm)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2023-09-18 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Ahh, theater type, ey?" He's far too well-read and British not to know a Shakespeare quote when he hears one. At her reference to the stack, he just sits on it instead of picking it back up. "Eh, the papers can wait. It's not like anyone's running me over to grab one. I run the print shop up the way there. I also print and bind books. Town Hall's pretty good at getting people sorted out as far as work. What'd you do back home?"
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[personal profile] batteryacid 2023-09-18 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
[Eddie matches Arthur's softer tone, and replies seriously,] Wild animals, yes. There's not much in the way of bandits, so far as I've seen. But what I have seen... it'll sound strange to you, but I swear it's true.

I don't know if you've had time to read the newspaper, but there are articles in there about monsters -- the River Walker, the Pine Devil. I've seen the Pine Devil myself, the one time I stayed out too late past dark.
i_didnt_mean_to: (Grin / Whatever Happened to Baby Dahl?)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
Mary smiles broadly at the fact that he recognizes the quote, and mimes a curtsy at him in response. "Indeed. If things had gone better... well, never mind that."

There's a brief look of annoyance on her face -- Town Hall is where Yorick took her, and she doesn't like the reminder of the man. Mary can be one to hold a grudge, so it may indeed come to lamenting a Yorick once again...

"I wish I'd been told that before I was let loose to wander. My poor legs can only take so much walking with my condition." She sighs. Nothing to be done for it at the moment. "I was an actress. Not all that well known, but I had a moderately successful sitcom once. I also sing and dance, though I won't be able to demonstrate that last one without a bit of rest after the day I've had."
i_didnt_mean_to: (BTAS: I'm So Cute and Innocent)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
She gives Angel a sympathetic look when he mentions not belonging. "People do love to sort themselves, but if you fall out of the 'normal' category, things can be so much harder than most people realize."

Mary casts an assessing glance at Angel, and even with him sitting he has an air of strength to him that she finds familiar. "Well, someone needs to handle heavy lifting."
mister_morgan: (playful)

[personal profile] mister_morgan 2023-09-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, the pen. The thought just then seems to dawn on him.

Treading over, he snags the pen out of the sand, holding it aloft triumphantly. ]


There it is! I surely owe you one, ma'am! What's your name, so I can thank ya properly?

[ All the while as he speaks, he's plodding clumsily up the sand towards her, putting a frankly absurd amount of effort into each step to not fall over. He's a disaster. ]
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[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2023-09-18 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Fair enough," Gerard agreeds with a sage nod. "I'd say it might be wise to invest in a bike, but it's mostly those huge fuckin' pennyfarthing bikes you see around here." He gestures with his hands to allude to the size of the enormous front wheels of the old fashioned bikes.

"I'd talk to Mayor Poe, or maybe Dahlia Leeds. They're the ones who set folks up with work. I know someone else already took a job singing in the taverns and theaters around here. Grace Holloway. Lovely woman. Sings the blues. It's a little modern for this place, but the locals seem to like it regardless."
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[personal profile] graveling 2023-09-18 02:06 am (UTC)(link)
"Some dumb brute like me. Yeah." There's something to how he smiles, and it doesn't last. It like. Falls off his face far too quickly as if his face is too heavy to maintain it.

"You, uh. Haven't given me your name yet."
i_didnt_mean_to: (TNBA: Let Me Pretend)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
Mary laughs at the idea of herself trying to ride a pennyfarthing bike. "I'd have to climb a ladder to get up there, and good luck reaching the pedals!" But her comment doesn't sound particularly bitter, just amused. "It's too bad I don't know much about how bicycles are put together, or maybe I'd be able to tell them about the more normal-looking ones I've seen back home."

A bike of more modern proportions, custom made to Mary's height... now that might be something she could work with. She doesn't have the money for a project like that, and certainly not to hire an assistant, but it's a thought for the future.

She nods along with Gerard's suggestions. "Thank you, Gerard. I'll plan to speak with them tomorrow. As it is, I think I'll head to the Oak and Iron soon and claim a room. Please tell me they have running water, or at least hot baths!"
i_didnt_mean_to: (Does Baby Have to Cap a Bitch?)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 02:17 am (UTC)(link)
"I didn't say 'dumb', and I certainly wasn't implying that you're a brute!" she protests.

Maybe she doesn't catch that quick smile. She glances away and says, "I apologize. My name is Marion Dahl. Most people call me Mary."

(Most people call her "Baby Doll", but that's her old role. It's not her.)
skeletonkeay: (grin)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2023-09-18 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes, thank fuck," he sighs, brows raising. "It's all very old-fashioned, but pretty nice. The clawfoot bathtubs are pretty fancy, actually. And hey, if you end up taking the performing job, lemme know. I'll come see you."
i_didnt_mean_to: (Default)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm glad to hear it!" Mary exclaims. "Part of being this short is having joint pain very often."

She smiles a little at the offer to watch her perform. "That's nice of you to offer. Even if I don't take it on as a job, maybe I'll recite something for you on a special occasion."

It's not flirting, because she knows how uncomfortable that can make people when it comes to her, but he's been nice and let's face it, Mary's got eyes.
graveling: (patient)

[personal profile] graveling 2023-09-18 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"Mary. Nice to meet you, welcome to Pumpkin Hollow."

They can be oddballs and misfits together. How exciting.
skeletonkeay: (smirky)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2023-09-18 03:10 pm (UTC)(link)
To be perfectly honest, Gerard would be overwhelmed no matter who it was flirting with him. For all his insight and experience and hardened resolve, he had lived a hard, strange life full of truths not worth knowing and scars left by monsters. Then, he died, and he couldn't honestly say that in his 30-odd years of life he'd ever had anything resembling a friend, nevermind a relationship. Even Gertrude betrayed him in the end. It was hard to view himself as worthy or capable of such things, even in his newfound freedom.

Maybe someday. But for now, friends are a welcome boon, and he'd be glad to count Mary among them.

"I get the VIP treatment, then, do I? I'm starstruck!" He half-teases, though he is flattered. "If you’re sore, though, I can give you the papers to sit on for a bit."
i_didnt_mean_to: (Grin / Whatever Happened to Baby Dahl?)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-18 05:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"I can be gracious! And you've been so much more helpful than some people around here..."

Mary herself struggles with maintaining friendships -- at times, the masks she had to put on to survive the Hollywood machine became too real... the spoilt starlet, and so on. As for relationships... there are the optics to consider. Even other little people are given pause by just how much Mary resembles a standard child. In any case, she knows the deck is stacked against her and proceeds with caution.

She smiles at Gerard's offer.

"That's kind, but I've gotten to the point where if I slow down, my body might decide 'oh, time to lock up the knees' and stop entirely. I'm still mobile if I stay standing. But... after I get some rest..." Mary gives a casual shrug. "If you want to continue this conversation, I'll be at the Oak and Iron all evening. You might even prevail on me to sing for the tavern."
skeletonkeay: (grin)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2023-09-18 10:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Sounds like a plan! Maybe it'll be an open mic night. Well, without the mics. Not invented yet, I don't think." Gerard chuckles, then pulls himself up with a grunt. "Well, I best leave you to it, then. See you in a few hours?"
spaghettimonster: (SPIKES -THEN- FIRE OR...)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2023-09-19 07:06 am (UTC)(link)
The mention of a 'mechanical being' Papyrus takes in stride, if with a degree of intrigue about the specifics. A robot, or some other meaning of the word? But there's questions, and he can always look for this Nightshade himself if he's really curious.

"It's no problem! I'm not opposed to giving others a turn at the conversational wheel," he reassures with extravagant graciousness. "I... Hmm." His jaw opens and shuts as he frowns towards the ocean. "I was a sentry. But, I was about to be unemployed. So maybe whatever livelihood I pick up here will be the hot topic to ask about..."
spaghettimonster: (Papyrus modestly admits to his strengths) (AFTER ALL I AM VERY GREAT)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2023-09-19 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
The offer of scraps and introductions alike is another welcome surprise, and Papyrus beams at the man, his skeletal cheekbones managing to crinkle up towards his eyesockets a little.

"What a generous offer! I'd be happy to witness your introductory negotiations, if you insist. A great learning opportunity for the Great Papyrus." He poses accordingly, gives it a second, then clarifies, "'Papyrus' is my name. But I won't say no to a proper introduction, either."
spaghettimonster: (I WOULD NEVER KID)

[personal profile] spaghettimonster 2023-09-19 07:18 am (UTC)(link)
"There's nothing like capturing and captivity for starting a friendship," Papyrus agrees, with the voice of experience. "But the 'hangout' part will have to wait until... later."

He sighs, dragging his gloved hand on the wall around a turn to listen to the echoes of it on the tunnels, then admits, "I haven't figured out what that river walker really wants... So I just can't extend them an invitation. That would be, some kind of false premises."
i_didnt_mean_to: (BTAS: I'm So Cute and Innocent)

[personal profile] i_didnt_mean_to 2023-09-19 10:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Mary bids Gerard goodbye, agreeing to see him in a few hours.

She has to climb up onto a bar stool to get the tavern owner's attention, but her natural voice handily convinces them that she's an adult with dwarfism, not some little girl. She arranges for a room (on the ground floor) and mentions her ability to provide entertainment should it be needed.

It takes a while for her to relax in the bath, do the necessary stretches and mild exercises to keep her limber, and then she takes a nap until the start of dinnertime at the tavern.

If Gerard comes by, he'll find Mary cheerfully socializing with people and walking from table to table to introduce herself and make conversation.
howiruletheworld: (weak and strange)

[personal profile] howiruletheworld 2023-09-20 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
He is absolutely for real.

Jack narrows his eyes at the interloper in a sidelong glare. Did he ask for your commentary?? "Look, it's a work in progress! First drafts are always rough. Who asked you, anyway?"

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