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June Event: Chaos, Chaos!

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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1. Michelle, turn on your location. We just want to talk.
[Allura has been a very good princess. She has not taken anything she hasn't earned. Tempting as a few things might have been. She hasn't even run into the Box save for spying him around a tree trunk every once in a while and raising an eyebrow (while trying not to shriek as it disappeared and reappeared closer). Thus waking up like this is a... well.

One hell of a quiznacking shock might be a tick of an understatement.

It's just a normal, early morning of wanting to sleep in but the sun is peeking through and there's a familiar whine of her tigerlily friend Juni as they nudge at her with her nose. Though this particular whine has a note of distress that registers through the sleepy haze. Then she wakes, and- why is it cold in here why is she hungry oh ancients why is everything so fucking TALL.

Allura raises an arm to rub at her eyes to reveal that it's now a wing. A vine-covered wing covered with a wide variety of blooms. Most of them a shade of pink or white. She blinks, and suddenly she gets picked up by the tail "feathers" by Juni. A hoot of protest escapes before she 's tossed onto the tigerlily's back and is, quite suddenly, finding a need to hold onto the vines on her back with her toes.

What is going on anymore. She doesn't even, but mmm, sun... Don't mind her basking in it and offering a thankful chirp. Juni's likely to carry her all around the islands looking for someone to help. Her strange alien friend is an arboreali and she doesn't like it.]

2. I believe I can flyyyy...
[Flight's been something Allura has missed deeply. The jetpack on her armor only lasts so long and it's been even longer than she cares to admit to feeling the breeze on her face. Considering most of the time it has been deep space flights, there isn't any wind to be had nor would it have been a good idea to go without a helmet. Here? Yesss please, more sun and more wind.

You know? This might not actually be so bad. Is a brief thought Allura has before, quite suddenly, her wings begin to ache and she realizes her error. So she lets the leftover lift of the air and momentum carry her gently lower as she aims to land on a low-lying branch.

Aims to. She might just accidentally get too tired and flop right into someone. If so she hoots apologetically. With a side of Regrets.]

3. Enter: Adult Purple Woman
[Okay she was starting to get used to the whole flight and floral wings thing. Then she wakes up a few mornings after, and-

That certainly is a wet nose against the small of her back- wait, she has one of those again? Oh, thank the Ancients! Is she back to normal? That's when Juni whines a similar note of distress she did back when she became an arboreali and Allura gives pause. "Mm? What is it Juni?" is muttered and goodness, her throat feels scratchy. Allura rolls onto her back and sits up. Juni whines again, and Allura blearly glances at her, noting 'huh. it's a tick brighter than usual,' before she reaches up to brush hair out of her face.

Purple hair. With a very lavender, very clawed hand.

Understandably, she freezes. She stares at it for a moment with wide, slightly glowing eyes as she tries to change to her usual shape and nothing happens. She can't change. She can't do anything but stare at her flexing fingers for a brief moment before shrieking.] whAT THE FUCK?!

[Somewhere else on the islands, a certain someone is likely (not) having regrets for teaching her Earthling swears. For those on Islet 3, she... may have just woken people up. Oops.]

4. Island's haunted *shifts bayard to lance*
[Okay. Okay. She handled shapeshifting into a similar form briefly for an infiltration mission ages ago. She can handle this. Granted, the last time was of her volition. Not against her will.

The fortunate thing, nearly all her clothing still fits. And when in doubt, her Paladin armor will at least change to fit her current form. She breathes out one more time, and walks out of the cover of the trees. She may even hang out near the manapools and look at her own reflection in it as though it were foreign. To be fair, it is. The only thing that remains the same is the slight pink slits of her pupils and the angle of her jaw. The rest is, quite literally, Galran -- even the ears. Only the blue bayard at her hip, the green bracer, and recently regained tiara might be familiar to those who know her, but Ancients...

This is a Mess. And one she is wanting to remedy soon. Mostly because she doesn't like her body changing when it isn't her own natural biology. Don't mind the tall, purple alien with a blue spear stalking the forests for a certain box. If she sees someone, she'll shift to an at ease position and wave.]

It has affected you as well? How are you holding up?

[It's these islands. Likely a stupid question, but meant to state that one isn't alone in in this chaos. ...At least she still sounds like herself.]

Edited 2019-06-17 06:30 (UTC)

[ Luckily, Shiro is already awake! He's been able to sleep in later than usual for a while now, but old habits really do die hard. Simply put, he's out of bed when he hears Allura's cry. Only a few moments later, he knocks at her door with a little more force than necessary. ]

Allura! Are you alright?!

[She hears the footsteps (quieter than they should be, but still audible) before he reaches her door and winces. Even after all these months, she's far too used to the level of soundproofing in the chambers of a castleship that no longer exists. She winces at that almost as much as the concern in his voice.]

I-I'm fine! [She doesn't sound nearly so convincing. Probably because she's most assuredly not fine with any of this. So she takes another breath, and tries again. If only to keep Juni from giving her that Look (she's being judged by a plant-animal hybrid what's next).] T-the good news is, I'm not small and flowery any longer?

[Yay bright sides? ...She's just going to throw on a shirt to hide the nice marks along her back (that she hasn't seen yet) before he barges in. Even she wouldn't believe that sad attempt and- JUNI, stop looking at her like that!!!]

[ Hm! No longer small and flowery... though that could mean literally anything. She could be a dragon. She could be the size of a lion. (The actual lion, not the robot ones.) He has no way of knowing, but judging from that shriek earlier, it's-- not good? ]

But you're not your regular size, or--shape?

[If she were the size of their Lions it'd mean goodbye cottage so, no. Thank the Ancients it isn't that. But she can't feel the oneness with all life, even muted as it was here already. The connection is gone. If anything, that is what has her shaking the most as she stumbles (what's having relatively normal legs again after three days of having clawed ones) toward her bedroom door.]

...Size and color, actually. [She rests a hand on the door briefly a little too forcefully, catching herself on it. Okay, Allura. You can do this. Just push down the self-loathing and hatred for a stupid box for now... No, don't lean against the door to keep him out. Shiro's family. He's also the only other who's been traumatized by-

He's also the one who pushed for alliance the hardest after Keith, his boyfriend (fiance? have they made that jump yet? she's been out of it a tick too long) and one of her closest friends who also happens to be half. It's a silent reminder to herself before she quietly opens the door.

Allura wasn't kidding. She's definitely taller than normal. Taller than Shiro, even--though only by a head--and very, very Galra. Her facial structure remains mostly the same, thank the stars. But at least as an aboreali she still had her marks, even if they were simply pink flowers on her cheeks. Now she has none save the purple markings along her neck and back. (Please point out the mess behind her first she can handle that a bit easier right now.)]

[ Whoa. That's definitely a change. Even more than the time they'd gone on that mission forever ago. He's not used to being shorter than Allura, and his having to crane his head up to look at her face is super different. Still, he recovers from his shock fairly quickly. ]

And here I was expecting green and pocket-sized.

[ nailed it?? ]

[It's okay Shiro she's not used to looking down at you, either. In fact she's partially concerned if she even leaves her room with a shred of the confidence she ordinarily does she'll bonk her head on the door frame. This isn't even mentioning the fact that she is very, very purple at the moment.

Allura waits, and if there was anything she expected to come from his mouth after the shock, it wasn't that. She blinks back her own, dumbfounded as she tries to get her mouth to work. It takes a couple seconds.]

I- pardon? Green and what? [Well, congratulations Shiro. You've got her nonplussed and curious.] Do I even want to know what that is a reference for?

[ Admittedly he wasn't thinking of a reference, so he gives a little sheepish laugh. ]

Nothing, actually. It was just the first thing to come to mind. [ And then his expression shifts to one of concern. Shiro himself hasn't experienced any sort of change ~~yet~~ and he kind of feels bad that he gets to stay the same while his friends are being jerked around from change to change. ] Are you okay, though? Going from one abrupt, extreme change to another has got to be disorienting.

[Allura raises a single dark eyebrow. Mmhmm, sure. She'll believe that when yalmorrs fly.]

You mean aside from not quite finding my feet like I should...? [Yes, she's going to fully admit to that because everyone in this house likely heard it. Along with the shriek. ...One she's highly embarrassed about, to be honest.] Great. Just... peachy.

[Not sure if correct fruit reference aside, it's also not so sincere as she'd like. ~~How does one handle being one of those she hated for so long she doesn't know.~~]

[ Listen. Don't call him out like this. More importantly--

Oof. Her displeasure is practically tangible. Not that he can blame her; it has to be unpleasant--to put it lightly--being something you used to fiercely hate. ]

Anything I can get for you? I'd offer to do something to fix it, but...

[Sorry Shiro, she's gonna call you out. At least initially. Part of the surrogate family clause. It's in the contract, you understand.

Her eyes narrow slightly as her gaze falters.] ...No. I- I don't think anything can help with this.

[She slowly hugs herself.] I can't feel my connection to the universe like I should, muted as it is here. ...feels wrong.

Heheheheh. Yeah, if I'm honest. But I'll live. It's not as if this is gonna be permanetn. [He smiles and laughs a little awkwardly. While in the body of a teenage robot aka Penny Polendina. Also he misses his tail. But enough about him.]

What about you though? You need any help?

Considering how most things tend to end one way or another here, indeed.

[Zidane. Buddy. Pal. There is no help for what she needs beyond what she herself does in the face of it. She sighs, shaking her head.]

Though being stuck as an owl for a few days was... interesting. I'll be fine.

[Yeah but Mr. "You don't need a reason to help people" is always gonna check up friends, especially in situations like this.]

Well, if you're sure. You seem to be handling it okay, compared to some of the others. [Poor Legion.]

But er.....an owl? [Now he's curious.]

[High five, Zidane. She's the saaame waaay...]

...I had my own mild panic behind closed doors. [Okay, so she flipped out. Shh. No one else needs to know-

Oh, right.] Aboreali I believe is the term for them here? They're a plantlike version of the creature native to the planet my dearest friends are from.

[No worries. He's got no reason to assume anything beyond "Everybody panicked including her. And me if I'm honest".]

Oh yeah. Those birds. I've seen some of 'em around. [Good thing nobody managed to catch her, considering those sorts of animals are prey. But he'll tactfully not mention that. Besides, something else she said that interests him.]

But you said they exist in your friends' world too? [Is that just a coincidence?]

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