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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Comments

[want_to_belong]

It felt good to be accepted somewhere. Really, that was all he'd ever wanted. He'd finally gotten it with Noct, and then eventually with Noct's friends. It wasn't many people, but quality over quantity.

"He might not be face-in-dirt-drunk, but he's cleeearly a little tipsy." Prompto turned lightly to smack Gladio's arm with the back of his hand.

"He's gotta be. Even if I was Cindy, he'd have to be nuts to be flirting around when he's already got you." A tease and a compliment all at once. But it was true. He respected Ignis and thought highly of him, and the last thing he wanted to see was relationship drama. Especially any sort of cheating.

[piercetheheart]

He can handle being the butt of the joke this time around if it makes Prom feel better. The smack gets a dramatic response, grunting and holding first his arm then pressing his hand over his heart. "Oooh ouch" But he's grinning, laughing it off and reaching out for Ignis' hand.

If he realized Prompto thought there was even a chance that he'd cheat on Ignis he'd have been horrified, hurt and a little betrayed. He would never do anything to hurt Iggy. Not in a million years. But he was always a little flirty and handsy when he'd been drinking, they all knew that. It would never ever go beyond that.

"Yeah, he's right. Luckiest guy in the world." Hope you were prepared for that to lead into gross cuteness, Prom, because he actually brings Iggy's hand up and kisses his knuckles before tugging him close enough to put an arm around him.

[shatteredlenses]

"I... Goodness, I don't..." Ignis is so caught up in denying what Prompto and Gladio have said--and blushing too, he's as red as a tomato here--that he isn't prepared at all for the pull that follows up Gladio's kisses. As a result, he ends up stumbling into the Shield and having to place a hand against his chest to steady himself.

For a moment, Ignis has to fight back the urge to hide his head against Gladio's shoulder in embarrassment, but he manages to fight that back and take a deep breath, straightening his posture in an attempt to pull himself together.

It might even have worked if his face wasn't still so red.

"That's a load of rubbish if I ever heard it!"

And, yet, there is a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

[want_to_belong]

Prompto backed off to get a bit out of the way. Okay, he still wasn't used to this, but he was happy for them. Didn't mean he planned on sticking around to watch Gladio get mind-numbingly sappy on him, even if it was funny to see Ignis actually be taken off guard.

Well, the situation had been fixed. Gladio was now putting his hands where they belonged, kinda.

"Should I leave you two at it?" he teased, though it wasn't really a question as he turned to head off.

[piercetheheart]

That small smile when he was trying so hard to put himself back together was irresistible. Gladio barely gave Iggy time to make that protest before he was kissing him, using the arm around his waist to pull him close.

He didn't let Prompto get away quite that easily though, as tempting as it was to let himself get lost in kissing Ignis.

"Hey!" Gladio shifts just enough to look over to Prompto without letting go of Ignis, holding one hand out, fingers curled into a fist. Fist bump him, bro. Do it. Do it.

"Family, yeah?" Don't forget that, Prom. No matter what. You're one of them.

[shatteredlenses]

"Gladiolus!" Generally, when Ignis uses Gladio's full name, it's meant to be a scold, but the fond exasperation in his tone when the kiss ends makes it clear this is anything but. He sighs, resting his head against the Shield's shoulder, face turned in Prompto's direction.

"Indeed. We are all family and we are here for each other no matter what."

Sorry for lateness!

[want_to_belong]

There was a slight pause as he let it settle in, but when it did he smiled with a soft, reserved laugh that was meant to cover up his feelings somewhat. It wasn't so unusual for him, laughing when he was nervous or even sad.

"Yeah, of course," he answered in a more confident tone. He bumped Gladio's fist with a little bounce to it. Though he wanted to be manly and not overly sappy, it was generally clear enough when he was feeling happy anyway. "But seriously. Not gonna stand here and watch you two do human spelunking or something. That'd be weird. I'll catch you guys later."

Though, as he started to head away a thought occurred to him. While he had no intention of being a voyeur, if this was the new normal, he should try and catch it on film. So, when he was well on his way out, he paused to see if he could catch a candid shot.