February Event: Just One Mist-ake

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FEBRUARY EVENT: JUST ONE MIST-AKE

Who: Everyone who ends up on the floating islands
What: February's event
When: February 15th to February 20th
Where: The floating islands above Ensō
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Sky High

Those curious floating landmasses far above Ensō have only grown more prominent in the coming days. Whether you've chosen to explore the islands purposefully or have ended up there via a mana pool malfunction, you'll doubtless discover their unique properties soon enough. You might even take advantage of their impressionable nature to mold them to your own desires, shaping pieces of the places you once knew, or maybe a place you wish you could be.

Either way, the repercussions to using the floating islands as your modeling clay will be evident by the time midnight rolls around, each night, and the islands impose a regular reset cycle to wipe away whatever changes have taken place, including that peculiar, almost volcanic texture that seems to affect the lands sculpted by your mentality. Just make sure you're not caught outside the depressions in the shape of mana pools centered on each island, lest you bear some unpleasant consequences for a day.

If you haven't signed up for a Reset Penalty and wish to, you can still do so here!

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But of course, it's not all doom and gloom. It's quite the opposite, in fact. If there's something you've been wanting, simple or complex, something that has been making its way into the texture of your thoughts with a frequency that's almost noteworthy, the islands will attempt to see to it that this wish of yours, this yearning, is satisfied in some way or another. Some of the effects will be temporary. Some won't.

Regardless, at some point during the event, if your character visits the islands, the possibility is there.

If you're interested in a Wish Request, let us know here! Remember that filling out this form is required if you want to take advantage of the islands' "giving" nature.

Event Timeline

[ ♆ ] February 15th: The floating islands appear
[ ♆ ] February 16th: The mana pools begin malfunctioning, and characters begin ending up on the floating islands
[ ♆ ] February 20th: Monthly Storytelling occurs, along with a vote as to the next land adventurers will brave. Upon waking, the Storyteller returns everyone to Ensō, and shrouds the islands in cloud once more

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[want_to_belong]

"...That's right, Ardyn is here, too."

Prompto hadn't even taken that part into consideration. He said it as if he just realized Ardyn was there, because he'd only been thinking heavily about Noct.

"If he's here, then can anything even happen there?"

Because if not, people would be okay even if they stayed.

[shatteredlenses]

"I don't know. The world may just remain froze at the time we left. If so, those left behind would never know the difference," Ignis' words are hesitate as he speaks. Setting aside the question of if they can actually stay or not, is it right to lock those they've left behind in limbo forever? Even if they don't know what's happened?

Are they really okay with doing that to Gladio and Iris? What about the Marshal, Monica, Cindy, and Cid?

"Noctis will never be okay with it. If he wouldn't go back when I asked, I can't see how he will ever agree to abandoning the whole world, frozen in time or not."

[want_to_belong]

"That's why I never mentioned it to him." Nor Ignis. He figured he knew that his plan was 'bad' and the guilt was in his voice. They were set on going through with their mission. Prompto just couldn't bear the thought of losing his buddy.

"But, if we don't find a way home, it's not our fault that we're here, right? It's just an unfortunate thing that happened." His plan. Basically, 'inaction'. He bit his lip, knowing very well what he was suggesting would, in a way, go against his king, "If we concentrated on surviving and helping people and stuff, and don't work that hard to get back..."

His devious plot was revealed and he knew he could be criticized for it.

[shatteredlenses]

After putting on the Ring in Altissia, does Ignis really have any room to criticize plans? He knows Prompto's heart is in the right place and that means a lot, especially when Noctis is on the opposite side as they are on this.

Astrals, it feels wrong to be on the opposite side of Noctis on anything, but this? How can they just let him go?

"I can't really argue with that, but you know I'm not the kind to sit still and just let things be."

Inaction isn't his thing. It isn't his thing at all.

[want_to_belong]

"We could still plan on how we're going to fix things if we end up back home?"

It was a weak peace offering in a way, and pretty much what he'd already been doing to try and appease everyone. Noct didn't need to know about his alternative plans, and he and Iggy could figure out a way to make everything better if they did go home. He fidgeted idly with him camera, eyes downcast.

[shatteredlenses]

"We need to find a way to make sure we remember when we go home first," Ignis recognizes the attempted peace offering for what it is and so he's gentle with his correction. "Making plans means little when we don't remember them once we go back."

Writing some kind of note and leaving it in a pocket seems like far too simple a solution, but maybe they can come up with something else. It's worth a try anyway.

[want_to_belong]

"Well, we remember what happened at home while we're here, so there's gotta be a way for the opposite to be true, right?"

Scientist he was not. He was just trying to figure out why memories would be lost just from traveling back. Pursing his lips, he asked gently, not wanting to offend or imply that he disbelieved Ignis, "Are you sure you physically went home? Maybe it was something else? There's gotta be some weird time stuff going on, because you're still several weeks behind what I remember happening." His finger lightly tapped the side of his camera as he let himself voice his stream of consciousness. "What if... What if it wasn't something there that makes people forget stuff, but something here? Like, what we have memories being blocked right now?"

[shatteredlenses]

"I must have gone home. Where else would I have gotten my jacket from? What about the cane and the notes from you and Gladio? I had none of that when I first arrived here," Ignis tries to make his voice sound certain, but he's not. He may have studied countless topics as part of his education, but metaphysics was never one of those topics. Neither was time travel or alternate universes. They were all things people dabbled in. They didn't study them seriously unless they wanted to be viewed as a quack.

"If the Storyteller wants stories, what would be the point of blocking our memories here? It would only lessen the supply."

[want_to_belong]

He sighed. He just wanted this to be easy. Why couldn't things ever be easy?

"I dunno... How did we even arrive here?" He wasn't trying to be confrontational, there was just so much unanswered. It was a frustrating situation and it felt like just him and Ignis going up against this without Gladio there and with Noctis being on different terms. Prompto didn't feel like he had the smarts or strengths to try and do it alone. He needed Ignis to be on board, or how was he going to save Noct?

"I..." he hesitated a bit. Prompto didn't tend to be the one to bad-talk people. If anything he probably tended to think too highly of them. When he continued, it was obvious he was cautiously putting the thought out there. He really wanted to know Ignis' thoughts. "...Do you trust him?"
Prompto was wary of the Storyteller, but not ready to get on his bad side. He was also highly concerned about the fact that he didn't know how much the Storyteller could actually hear of what he said. Could he actually always hear them?

[shatteredlenses]

"I don't know."

It's an answer to both of Prompto's questions and the only one he will get to the first, though Ignis does go on to speak more on the second, "At first, I felt we had no choice but to at least work with them. They were all we had here. If we wanted to go home, we had to do as they said. After a while, I grew to hate them just as I have come to hate the Astrals for the games they play with Noctis' life. The Storyteller seemed to be playing the exact same kind of games, but now..."

Ignis shakes his head, "I almost feel as if they are as confused and lost as we are sometimes."

[want_to_belong]

He furrowed a brow. Though he was feeling very skeptical of the Storyteller, he wouldn't discount Ignis' input.

"Why do you think that?"

Like Ignis, he'd come to see the Storyteller as a sort of distant figure that cared little for their lives. After the many dangers they'd faced he was distrustful of the islands in general. Naïve he might be, but completely blind he wasn't.

[shatteredlenses]

"It's hard to put why into words. So much of it is just a feeling," Ignis frowns as he speaks, knowing this is something out of character for him. He doesn't do feelings; he does facts. "They keep making mistakes. At first, I thought incidents like what happened in the crystal caverns were things they 'overlooked' to make the story more interesting, but these things keep happening and they are becoming increasingly unsettled by it. Gathering stories is one thing, but I don't think they are used to having to fight for them."

Ignis sighs then, running a hand through his hair, "We need to learn more. Just like with everything else. Nothing is as simple as it seems."

[want_to_belong]

He sighed. Guess they couldn't know what was really going on.

"Are gods ever just upfront about things?"

He almost didn't want to learn more. Distance himself. Set up their own home away from everything where nothing would bother any of them. The constant stress was tiring, but he'd never abandon his friends and leave them alone in this.

"How are we going to find out?"

[shatteredlenses]

Despite everything, Ignis can't help but laugh at that, "Things would be a bloody hell of a lot easier if they were. As it is, we will just have to keep learning things as we always have--by leaving no stone unturned and fighting anything that dares to get in our way."

[want_to_belong]

"Yeah, of course."

A deep breath as he tried to shake away any bad thoughts. They'd probably exhausted the subject for the time being, so he gently lifted the camera and offered, "Want to see some more? I have more pics of everyone."

[shatteredlenses]

Ignis is feeling a lot of things have been exhausted at this point, not just ideas. Part of him really wants to sleep, but the last thing he wants to do is waste time sleeping when he has no idea when his vision will go again. Fortunately, Prompto has just the thing to distract him from how tired he is.

"Yes, please."

Let him see as much as he can before the world goes dark once more.

[want_to_belong]

With a glance back down, he recalled something odd that Ignis said earlier, and asked lightly, "You wanted to see more pics of Soma?"

There was no real judging or teasing there. He stayed pretty casual. Prompto just wanted to see what Ignis would say.

I think that's a wrap!

[shatteredlenses]

"That would be nice, but I'm not going to be terribly picky," Ignis slides closer to Prompto so he can better see the photos. "Show me what marvels you've captured from behind that lens."

Good with me

[want_to_belong]

He gladly got back close with Ignis, continuing through the shots. He never felt so glad that he took so many shots before. While he'd always loved sharing his photos with his friends, this was on a whole new level.

Of course, he paid close attention to look for Ignis' reactions to certain pictures. But he wasn't one to be judgmental. He could always ask later. Or tease]