June Event: Chaos, Chaos!

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JUNE EVENT: CHAOS, CHAOS!

Who: Anyone and everyone!
What: It's just a little chaos...
When: June 17th - June 22nd
Where: Primarily Io, though also across Ensō and the islets if applicable
Warnings: Violence, possible body horror, potential anxiety and dysmorphia associated with body-swapping

Who Keeps Spinning the World Around?

The morning of June 17th, you'll probably notice things are amiss rather quickly. Your hands aren't your hands, or you're no longer in a squishy human flesh shape, or worse. Maybe your Lawful Good persona has plummeted into an outright Chaotic Evil one. Or maybe you wake up with a brand new power in your hands! Whatever the case is, no explanation is going to be immediately forthcoming, from Eleu or the Storyteller or anyone else. You'll have to figure out this mess on your own. Adjust to your new circumstances, master your new powers, and do what you can to make it through the next few days...because they're going to be some very interesting ones, for certain.

Catch Me If You Can!

Come June 20th, whether you're back to normal selves or not, Eleu has a job for you. A request, even. They're going to need your help to take care of this little problem and put a stop to all this absolute madness.

Those interested in helping can get in touch with any of the honeybees buzzing anxiously about Io, and they will redirect you to the Honeycomb, which has now been provided with several barrels of Honeycomb Sledgehammers for your use. You don't have to take one if you don't need it, but they make a very powerful weapon. Additionally, Eleu will take care to assure that, in exchange for your help, you may keep the Sledgehammer, if you so choose. Those interested in assisting may access our boss fight at its top-level below. This is a single thread with no order, but anyone may participate, regardless of their current state of being. Don't worry about how you contribute, or tag speed. Anyone who's concerned about being left out is welcome to reach out to us to handwave or backtag their involvement, if necessary!

The Clown Box is going to put up a fight, though. And it's not going to be pretty.

Event Timeline

[ ♆ ] June 17th: Chaos begins!
[ ♆ ] June 21st: On the eve of the final battle, Storytelling commences.
[ ♆ ] June 22nd: Characters confront the Clown Box, and all parties return to normal.
[ ♆ ] June 25th: All parties become privy to the final outcome involving the Clown Box.

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Legion | ota

[forwearemany]

A)

(They wake up, and immediately know something is off, because they shouldn't.

Their eyes shouldn't open, and there should only be one, but they do and there are two and the world is moving fast fast fast and their skin is aflame with sensation previously impossible for them to experience and they need to get up get away their mad scramble turns to thrashing and spasms and they flail and flail and their mouth snaps open into an attempt at a scream...

What comes out is mostly awful, garbled noise.)

B)

(They're still not adjusted to being in Mira's body, still barely functional, only just managing to get up and stumble around. They're like a zombie with a balance problem.

And then, suddenly, with a strangled cry, they aren't even that anymore. A stubbed toe, a stumble, and suddenly they spill onto the ground ... or possibly onto you.)

A

[atailoftwoworlds]

[Zidane has already had his own freakout, having woken up in Penny Polendina's body. However, he had pulled himself together, realising this was probably something funny going on in the island. It would end. Just like the stone fuckups did. So he got out of bed and decided to find out if anything similar happened.

Regardless of what he had found out so far, he heard a scream coming from a cottage when he reached the second islet. And he was not the type to abandon anyone in trouble. And so to be sure, he knocked on the door.]

Hey! Are you all right in there?

[forwearemany]

(He won't get a response so much as a bunch of garbled, mushy sounds.

Legion's body had a speaker. They've never had to control breath or tongue, and as a result their mouth just kind of flops around awkwardly. Until they bite their tongue, that is. Then they'll scream for real.)

[atailoftwoworlds]

Oh man......hang on. I'm comin' in. [The door isn't locked, right? If it's not, he'll open and burst in. Time to come to the rescue!]

[forwearemany]

(Legion isn't much of a door locker, even when locks are readily available. The door swings open easily enough.

What looks to be a woman is lying in the fetal postion on the ground. "She" doesn't appear to be hurt.)

[atailoftwoworlds]

[Zidane has met Mira before and the first thing that comes to his head isn't the fact that she might have switched bodies, despite his own predicament. He rushes up to 'Mira' or Legion, anyway, kneeling right down beside to help poor Mira. Or who he thinks is Mira anyway.] Mira! Are you all right? It's me, Zidane! What the hell happened?

[forwearemany]

Nnnnnnnnn

(Not Mira they try and fail to say.

They curl tighter.

...They don't appear to be hurt in any way. And this house is not furnished like a Human house would be. The only soft place to sit is a pile of blankets and pillows, and the door to another room is open, revealing a bunch of machine parts ... and very recognizable Geth parts.)

b

[antepone]

[ It's like watching an episode of The Twilight Zone when she sees herself stumble and fall. Even weirder when she's the one being fallen onto. It's not too hard to reach out and steady them, at the very least. ]

Um--

[ What do you even say to your own body? ]

[forwearemany]

Sssssssrrry.

(Apologies, Mira, they cannot speak very well like this.

They have no idea how to move their tongue, you see.

Legion flinches, shudders, unused to the sensation of physical touch. This doesn't stop them from awkwardly latching onto the person helping them, who they think they recognize, but with what's going on they can't actually be sure.)

[antepone]

It's okay.

[ The reply is automatic. She doesn't let go just yet; they seem really unsteady, like they aren't used to a human body. Same for the garbled speech. ]

Can you stand? I'll be here if you fall again.

[forwearemany]

(Definitely not used to being Human. They're probably more scraped up than she'd like, and also appear to not fully understand this whole breathing thing, which will become very apparent when they realize they're breathing heavily, and immediately do that thing where a person thinks about breathing and then has to keep thinking about breathing in order to continue breathing... except they have no clue how to do that and so just flail in panic when the breathing stops.)

[antepone]

[ Oof, that's not good. She doesn't mind if her body is a little beaten up; she's more concerned that they're having a lot of trouble. ]

Okay-- I'll stay with you. You're not usually human, are you? You don't have to answer, just nod or shake your head.

[forwearemany]

(Immediately, they feel a wave of gratitude, and, with their greatly limited processing ability, forget breathing entirely, allowing for the automatic process to take over.

They shake their head. No, no they aren't usually Human. They are about as far from Human as something can get.)

B)

[wanderingdoctorfaust]

Damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it...!!!
'Faust' storms down the housing islets, nearly falling flat on their face multiple times within the span of a few seconds - how has any human being in the entire history of humanity ever stood firmly on their own two feet with legs like these?! HE IS A QUALIFIED PHYSICIAN, HOW DID HE NOT KNOW ABOUT THIS?!?!?! And even worse, the strange messages and cries of confusion going through the stones...! He's about 90% sure someone has taken hold of his body, and the mere though of it alone fills him with revul-

"-! Hey, are you okay?!"

-and now he's stopping, because there is a beautiful young woman in distress who immediately needs his help and his help alone! Forcing his poor bodily coordination into some semblance of basic function, 'Faust' quickly rushes to the dame's side, propping her up as best as he can against his worryingly short body and leaning over her beautiful face and dazzling hair and...

...and wait just a minute, he didn't sign up for any of-!

"It's okay, I'm here, I've got you! It's gonna be alright, just...breathe, okay? Can you breathe for me, ma'am?"

Whose body is this and why is it influencing his thought processes? Treating injured patients in a time of great danger is certainly his job, but this...?!

[forwearemany]

(Touch is something they haven't experienced on this level, and they flinch and try to twist away almost reflexively, then latch on tight when this almost results in them falling.

It's probably really unattractive the way their mouth awkwardly flails in an attempt to make words.)

Nnnnnnnnnn

(It might be a no? Or perhaps they wish to say that they're Not Human. Or just a noise they're making.)

[wanderingdoctorfaust]

...well. That's worrying. Very, very worrying. The decidedly unsubtle discomfort isn't lost on 'Zidane', but right now he's more concerned with running off all the current symptoms this individual is experiencing against a variety of illnesses and physical ailments alike, praying his gut instinct of 'stroke' will be proven false. He is in no position to be performing any sort of procedures right now.

"Hey, it's alright - I'm a doctor. I'm here to help. You're going to be okay. Can you stand, ma'am? Nod your head for 'Yes', or shake it for 'No'. It's alright, take your time."

He'll do what he can to support the young woman. Fortunately, what his new form lacks in stature it makes up for in physical strength - he feels like a far more stable anchor than his original body, at any rate.

[forwearemany]

(They nod, and try to stand. It's an awkward motion. They continue to cling to him.

They only know one doctor...)

Fffffffffaussss?

[wanderingdoctorfaust]

"That's right!"

He tries and fails to not chuckle a little as he realises how his appearance couldn't be any further from his original body even if he tried.

"I may not look it right now, but it's definitely me! Can you tell me who you are, ma'am - on the assumption you even are a ma'am?"

Frankly, he still has no clue who this is, neither in body or soul. Everybody on the isles likely knows 'Faust' by reputation at this point, so that's not much of an indication...their willingness to put aside their personal discomfort to lean against him doesn't narrow things down much either.

[forwearemany]

(They continue to cling and nod.)

Llllleeeeegion.

b!

[lesbeau]

[Well if this ain't a mood. Legion may be having too many feelings right now, but Beau is attempting to adjust to a startling lack of them in her current body. It's actually making it hard to realize like when she's damaged herself in any way, or why it took her 20 minutes to find out she had a big stick stuck in the helmet. It's also why when "Legion" falls on her, she catches them and damn nearly tosses them back to their feet before realizing her fuckup and clapping them on the shoulder to hang on.]

Woah, shit, sorry-- I don't uhh, really know what my hands are doing.

[Her voice still sounds like hers, the kind of flat timber it tends to take, but filtered through a speaker. Maybe it'll be more familiar, but for Legion it's probably just going to highlight their temporary organic state even harder. Whoops.]

[forwearemany]

(They shriek, almost instinctively, and nearly fall over again, before latching onto-)

...Beau?

(Wow they managed to get that one right.)

[lesbeau]

[She doesn't know how much of a feat that is, but if she had the ability to blink at the immediate recognition, she would.]

Uhhh, hey, yeah. Really, really damn good guess in there for a girl without a face.

[Unfortunately, she doesn't have as good a guess back, but she's gonna shoot in the dark anyway as she helps them steady.]

Lemme guess, uh... Knight? Drifter? Somebody who doesn't usually talk with a face?

[Well, close.]

[forwearemany]

Llllll

(she might be able to guess what they're about to say.)

Llllleee-llegion.

(Then they nod. Definitely not used to talking like this.

They're still clinging to her.)

[lesbeau]

[It might be weird for Legion to see her with absolutely no facial expressions, if they pay attention to that sort of thing at all. She's heard it's weird in talking to her organic friends. If she could though, there would be some kind of body language of surprise.]

Oh, shit. Hey.

[Damn, Legion got swapped with a hot girl. Why couldn't she get that deal. Hell, she'd bet they'd be happier in the body she's in right now.]

Uhh, it's okay buddy, I've got you-- just hang on. Not uh, not used to people legs, huh?

[Actually, she just had a thought.]

Want me to carry you? I bet I can. Just nod up and down if yes, left to right if no.

[forwearemany]

(They did, and they would. Please let them go back to being a robot this is very confusing and distressing.

Why does the whole body have to amplify their distress?

...After a few moments, they attempt to nod.)