June Aftermath: Magic Lantern Strange

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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
Feeling a tad adrift? Make sure to check the OOC Event Post, which has details regarding the event timeline!

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[lightlessfuture]

[ The Knight is, by this point, decorated with various people's artistic efforts as well as their own. Flowers and suns and cats from Ren, a deer from Frisk, and their own carefully detailed patterns on their mask.

They lean down to inspect the glowing mark on Otus' gauntlet, and trace a smile across their blank face before - oh, wait, they can do this now.

They take Otus' hand, gently turning it over to mimic their friend's own method of communication, writing the letters into his palm. ]

want painting?

[ The paint - and brushes - are right there, after all. Otus can be glowy, too!! ]

[pallidscops]

[ Oh!!! O-oh!!! What an excited owl you have, Knight! His face lights up and a smile breaks out to either end of his cheeks, and he nods vigorously!!

Smaller arms thrust out to either side-- would he want to paint them? Maybe his legs? Or--??

He spins around, revealing a patternless, blank cloak. Brown and soft like feathers.

Is this good? Do you want to paint this? ]

[lightlessfuture]

[ The Knight considers this for a moment, then apparently makes a decision, stepping away to get a brush and a fresh pot of paint.

They motion for Otus to sit and then turn around - making Otus stand would probably be tiresome for him, since this might take a while - before they begin to carefully paint his cloak.

(They're willing to paint all of Otus if he wants it - time is of no issue to them. They're here to enjoy their time with their friends, which they are certainly doing.)

But for now, Otus can watch the various goings-on and the glowing patterns dancing in the tide as the Knight works. ]

[pallidscops]

[ Otus looks down at the sand, toward the incoming tide, and sits with some hesitation. He could stand all day. Really-- anything that keeps him above water is good. The water creeps toward them, but even from a distance, Otus shuffles back toward the knight with small, disruptive motions.

Staring at the water is...new. Even a glowing tide, beautiful as it is, makes him somewhat nervous.

He plants himself down-- toughen up, Otus. What if people get stuck in the water? He'd be of no help from the shore, a-and he's the only one who can fly...

...he sucks in a small breath and releases it. >:C h-he could be brave. probably. Anyone can be brave, can't they? ]

[lightlessfuture]

[ The Knight notices Otus' strange, skittish motions, and...

Well, this is supposed to be a comforting gesture, they think. So they use one hand to keep painting (an intricate emblem of wings and feathers and lines), and one hand goes to rest on Otus' head, gently.

They give his head an experimental pat. There, there? ]