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April Aftermath: Young Volcanoes

APRIL AFTERMATH: YOUNG VOLCANOES
Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: You aren't quite acting your age...
When: April 15th - April 30th
Where: Everywhere!
Warnings: Mark your headers accordingly!
We Are Anti-Venom

Come the morning of April 15th, the eruption of Mount Tharama has largely died down. The caves set into Mount Alysum can be safely accessed, and anyone remaining inside dug free...if the ceiling hasn't caved down over them by now, that is.

Aside from whatever bones you might still have to pick with the Roaka, it seems that everything has gone back to normal...hasn't it?
Up until the point where the newly reborn Roaka break free from the blackened husks of their past selves, that is, much the way a baby phoenix would. The rolling clouds of ash that have darkened the skies for the past few days, characteristic of any volcanic eruption, then proceed to obtain some very, very unexpected new qualities...and its effects on the rest of you will soon be felt in earnest.

Perhaps you'll wake up younger one day, with an adult's mind and memories. Perhaps you'll wake up older, far older, than you were when you last fell asleep. Whatever the combination of age and memory and ability that inhabits you, it can potentially persist all the way up until April 30th, and can change at virtually any time.

You'd better hope that you're eloquent enough to be of use come the next Storytelling. There's no telling if Mu will interpret your shifts in age as relevant to your dreaming mind or not. (Which means, in short, that's up to you.)
If you attempt to seek answers with the Roaka, this is the one topic with which they can be of even less help than usual. This phenomenon is completely new and different to them; you and your plethoras of strange species, which they have now finally registered as sufficiently different in makeup to their own, must react to things...very differently than they.

You can find most of the information you'll need for this part of the event on the OOC Event Post! Be sure to let us know if you have any questions!
Event Timeline
[ ♆ ] April 15th: The eruption ends. Character ages may begin to be affected by the ash in the air.
[ ♆ ] April 20th: The monthly Storytelling occurs.
[ ♆ ] April 30th: The effects of the ash wear off, and affected characters are restored to normal.
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lesbeau: (« [Smirk] lets get FUCKED UP)

B!

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-04-22 05:58 am (UTC)(link)
Early teendom is a bad time for everyone involved, and neither of them are going to disagree on that. It's also still the point when kids are rude as hell, meaning when Erika eats shit, there's a laugh that rings out from above her. Sitting about halfway up a nearby tree on an extended branch is a girl of about 11. Her long brown hair is tied up in a falling-apart bun, her outfit muddied and leaves sticking out behind her ear. Her grin is wide and wild, and her feet kick below in a lazy back and forth.

"Everything's gross. You just gotta pay better attention." Man, she's feeling like a real cool badass right now, even if it took her forever to get into this tree and has been waiting for somebody to be cryptic at for a long ass time. "It's comin' for you, y'know. The forest."

She leans down, holding onto the branch with her hands to issue a stage whisper underneath her. "It eats people."
bitch4bitch: (got no fuckin steps.)

[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2019-04-23 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Erika jolts, and scowls up at the voice. Crap, she'd hoped nobody saw that. Just her luck. "Shut up." She pushes herself to her feet and tries to dust as much dirt as she can off her shirt. It isn't working great.

...Something about that comment does kinda worry her, though. She glances up at the girl in the tree, glaring stubbornly rather than letting herself look even slightly worried. "Y'know, if that's some dumbass way of saying there are fae here, you should just say that."

Because, you know, that would be horrible and she'd like to know now.
lesbeau: (« [Smirk] stunning strike)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-04-26 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
Beau frowns, tilting her eyebrows down as she looks at the girl. What the hell is she saying? Did she find somebody crazy? But she can't just admit she doesn't know something in front of someone she's already started laughing at, or she'll. Die or something. The logic isn't exactly there, but it never has been.

"Uh, no, duh. Don't be stupid." She keeps kicking her feet like she sees people do in plays when they're being cool in trees. This happens a lot in cool stories, she's just never gotten to be the cool one. "I'm just saying the forest is alive and if you fall in the wrong place it'll swallow you whole. Obviously."
bitch4bitch: (i'm not saying it looks better on me)

[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2019-04-27 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty sure I'm not the stupid one here." She flips one ponytail back over her shoulder, as if that's gonna add to her point somehow. "Because that just sounds like more fae crap. Forests can't actually eat people, y'know. Obviously."
lesbeau: (« [Skeptical] yeah and im an elf buddy)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-04-30 05:24 am (UTC)(link)
The hair flip is an important part of the sass experience, of course. It exists in the repertoire of every young girl when they think they're hot shit. Under those circumstances, it almost actually works in terms of sheer expressiveness quality.

"How would you know? You said it's fae somethin' and then it doesn't happen, so it's gotta happen somehow. It's just not fae.... whatever." She's carried this lie a little far, but stopping would assume she has the good sense to do such a thing. "Why'd you trip right in front of me then, huh?"
bitch4bitch: (you smell like beef.)

[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2019-05-06 10:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, what would it be other than fae, huh?" The 'duh' is implied.

She huffs, audibly, and crosses her arms. "Uh, because there are trees everywhere, and their stupid roots are, again, everywhere. Doesn't mean they're tryin' to eat me."
lesbeau: (« [Smug] that is the coolest shit)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-05-10 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Beau just laughs a little in response. She has no idea what she's doing, and it's becoming apparent this girl knows more than she does, so it's time to play it off like this was on purpose. She shifts on the branch, leaning down so she can use her arms to guide herself down safely and land on her feet.

"Alright, okaaaaay, it's not gonna eat youuuu. Don't get scared." Beau still looks pretty smug, though. "It's just a forest. But I was waiting for somebody to fall like all day."
bitch4bitch: (ya hair is stupid)

[personal profile] bitch4bitch 2019-05-16 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm not scared." Or, at least, she is absolutely determined not to be. Especially now that this girl is implying there's a chance she might be.

Erika snorts, but-- also definitely smirks a little bit, just a wry tug at her mouth. "What, you got nothing better to do?"
lesbeau: (« [Smug] fight me bruh)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2019-05-20 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
The smirk makes her want to grin back, something warm in her chest- it's one part approval, one part that absolute gay emotion she hasn't identified is precisely that quite yet. What's important is it makes her want to stick around, grin back with her teeth out.

"Not really. It's like, a dumb forest, what else would I be doin'." No point trying to look cool when she's burned her chances by now, even if she does think she did really well at the beginning there. "Where were you running to? If there was some kinda monster I figure you wouldn't've stopped for me."