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JUNE AFTERMATH: MAGIC LANTERN STRANGE

Who: Everyone!
What: A celebration!
When: Evening of June 21st, and well into morning
Where: Ensō, E3 and E4
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Slide the Light Off You
As promised, the evening of the 21st finds the Jormun hosting a party on Ensō's largest beachfront. Near immediately, it should be clear that they've spared absolutely no expense when it comes to showing their story-walker brethren a good time.

Of course, they may also be...showing off a little.

The stalls and comfortable seating supplied around multiple firepits appears to be a mishmash of Jormun built contraptions and items requested from the Storyteller- many may be delighted to see the variety of beach cushions and blankets, items the Jormun will be happy to let their story-walker friends take home at the end of the festivities. A veritable smorgasbord of food and drink is also readily available, from the kid-friendly options of brrshavak (a spicy drink with a taste akin to liquified chili pepper) and molkavarr (a rich chocolaty broth) to the alcoholic rakvrhak (a rich wine that tastes oddly plumlike). Do be warned, however, that the last is incredibly potent.

Large slabs of driftwood have been laid out to form impromptu tables, bristling with the Jormun's culinary expertise: fried squid, seaweed wraps, spicy pickled kelp, kebabs of roasted eel, hard-boiled snapling eggs, and so on. The vegetables and meats of the sea have been laid out for all to enjoy, so tuck in!

Throughout the evening the air will be filled with the sound of music, with multiple Jormun eager to show off their skill in instrumentation. Conch-shell horns, carved driftwood flutes, urchin-needle harps, and countless more contraptions engineered by a deep sea-dwelling people fill the air with the most peculiar but nonetheless not unpleasant sound. Most of the bands will be set up in the shallow waters, however, as their instruments are not made to be used in open air - try playing them above the surface of the water at your own risk.

Of course, there's plenty more to entertain even the most difficult of people.

You're Living the Strobe Light
Those interested in proving their strength and skill will be encouraged to enter one of the many tournaments across the shoreline. The tournaments vary, featuring such challenges as play fights with the schlacknorkcvic to prove who is the greatest warrior, timed events to see who can stay on a bucking tigershark for the longest, and even a tourney of brovonkosshk, a board game somewhat similar to chess. Don't see anything you're interested in? Make your own. If you can think it, the Jormun will happily accommodate it - impromptu challenges are the highlight of such evenings, after all, though the Jormun won't be taking any responsibility for the first poor soul that decides to usher in a drinking contest.

A small variety of walker games are also available. Jormun children are more than eager to play such games as hide-and-seek or red light, green light, while Connor Murphy will be bringing his Cards Against Humanity deck, for those ready to completely screw with the idea of a fourth wall. There's even a game of Spin the Bottle... except the bottle is being spun overhead like a mace. Being hit by said bottle requires you to do a stupidly ridiculous task, so perhaps it's best to avoid that particular adaptation...

And of course, there's the lightshow.

As mentioned previously, the main show of the evening is the show of brssticca: bursts of magical light beneath the water that will put any fireworks show to shame. The lights are safe to wade and swim through, do keep in mind that the phosphorescent algae tends to cling to the skin. And should you reach into those spiraling, fluorescent nebulae of patterns beneath the surface, some of the configurations of light may abruptly shatter like broken glass.

Additionally, skilled Jormun will be happy to assist those who care to dress up for the event with intricate applications of shellivthiss - a style of waterproof body paint that is not only bright, but luminescent. Something the Jormun may forget to mention, however, is how similar shellivthiss is to henna; should you decide to get all dolled up, except to shine bright light a diamond for weeks to come.

Lastly, those who wanted to bring their own adventures are welcome to as well! Supplying some dope roast? Bringing those sweet, sweet greens? Have some alcohol to supply? All is welcomed by the Jormun - and undoubtedly, your fellow adventurers as well.

You May Find Some Peace
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"I...guess not." Ardyn had sworn he didn't remember her either, and though she hopes - believes - that the memories are still there somewhere if only he could access them, there's not much she can do about that now.

Not yet.

"Uh..." She shakes her head, embarrassed. "Sorry. Forget it, I guess."

"You..."

He hesitated. He'd worried about this with Noct. Heard about it from Shion. But he really wasn't sure he wanted to hear about it for himself.

"H... Have you met someone who looks like me?" he asked anxiously. He had enough look-alikes without there being straight up other people running around using his name.

"Looks like you?" The question's so unexpected, she finds herself answering it immediately, before she can think any better of it. "Not so much looks like you as is you. Or...was you, I guess." Ardyn hadn't seemed upset, when she'd told him the same thing. Of course, he also hadn't seemed to care about her or anything else, but...

"I...get it, though. You're not the only one who doesn't remember."

Oh no. So someone had met some other version of him. This was weird. He didn't know what to think of that, although it seemed like maybe she was the only one. He didn't really want to compete with some other Prompto, because people might like that Prompto better.

"There's not any gaps in my memory as far as I can tell. I've been here the whole time... And Iggy's been around, too. He can confirm." He felt confident in that, at least. "What... What was the other guy like?"

Luckily, CT hadn't known the other Prompto well enough to form an especially strong opinion about him. This one still has a chance.

"He was nice. Always...encouraging, I guess? At least that I saw. And he cared about his friends a lot."

She hesitates. "This isn't...too weird, is it?"

"A little weird. I've heard of this kind of thing, but no one had met... 'other' me's, before."

It did sound familiar, though it was strange hearing about himself, or someone else like himself.

"Guess I was hoping that I was the only one. Kinda dumb if people were meeting other versions of other people. I don't really feel important enough for the universe to want more of me, though...?"

He wasn't a prince or anything like that. Why have duplicates?

CT blinks. She hadn't really thought of it that way. Other versions of people. When he puts it like that...yeah, she doesn't know how she'd feel about the possibility of another CT out there, either.

"Maybe...you are the only one," she says slowly. "When I was...The place I was, where I met...you. When we arrived there, we'd all forgotten a lot. Weeks...months worth of memories. And later...They even made us forget each other."

Not all of them. Not her. But it had been almost as bad, remembering everything, watching Varric as he struggled to remember her.

"Maybe it was you that I met. Maybe you just forgot."

"But I haven't left here... No one's mentioned me being missing or anything. Noct, weeks ago, he was a lot younger. Then, suddenly, he disappeared, and this new Noct came, and he's way, way older and didn't remember anything about this place. I can't think they're the exact same person..."

He bit his lip in thought for a moment, then remembered something else. "Someone I know said he met the person who raised him, but that version of the person hadn't raised him. That'd be a pretty big difference, not even knowing someone who you raised."

She hesitates. She, Noctis and the others had been stolen away, after all - not that anyone had noticed, in CT's case. But if what Prompto says is true, and he'd never been kidnapped like they had...

He'd been there, though. She'd met him. And she still doesn't like the idea of multiple versions of anyone.

"Maybe it just hasn't happened to you yet," she says, glancing up at him. "Even though it's happened to us...Time travel can be weird like that." She thinks. Maybe.

"I don't know. I don't know how any of this is happening. It'd be nice to find out, so we can check on or friends."

Because, cool as he was with new Noct, he was very concerned about the possibility of previous Noct being missing. He owed it to his friend to check on him if he could.

"Not sure I could add much more. I wasn't the one who knew all about the Astrals or magic or anything like that. I'm more of an apps on the phone type of guy."

Check on our friends. God, she'd love to do that. Everyone says that time has stopped back home, that once (if) they get back no one will even have realized that they were gone, but how do they know?

But she doesn't have the first clue how to even start figuring that out, any more than Prompto does.

"I don't know anything about magic either." Not past what Ardyn had shown her. "Do you...Do you think it's possible? For someone to figure out what's really going on?"

"I don't know. I... wasn't trying very hard. But now with old Noct missing... I mean, young Noct, but previous Noct? ...I probably should."

Not something he wanted. Ever since learning about the end results of their quest he'd been happy to stay on the island with them. But if Noct was out there somewhere, he owed it to him to find him and make sure he was okay. Much as he wanted to pretend everything was good and keep hanging out with the guys, he couldn't just let Noct be replaced by another Noct and forget all about him.

CT shifts, half hopefulness, half uncertainty. It's weird, thinking that "her" Noct is someone else's "this person is wrong." But...If they can find out what's going on here, isn't that the first step to finding a way back home? To getting everyone back home?

"...I'll help," she says at last, looking up at Prompto. "If I can."

"I don't have any plan but... Somebody's gotta. If I ever find out anything I'll let you know, and then we could work on it together."

Uncomfortable as it was, he owed Noct at least that much. "You'll do the same?"

She smiles, as reassuring as she can make it, and nods.

"Of course. Anything I find out."

June Aftermath: Magic Lantern Strange

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