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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Lillie | OTA

[flower_of_innocence]

I Stan One (1) Floral Sheep

[There is, on the morning of the 17th, outside the house typically inhabited by Guzma and Lillie, an intense conversation happening between a flowccus and a cottonball made of stardust. It consists entirely of desperate bleating and cheerful trills in response, until the sheep-like living garden simply lays down in the sand and stares into the distance. This might as well happen. This might as well be her fate.

Anyone getting close enough might notice a few things that are odd about this flowccus, though. For one, every flower on its body is white or yellow in color. For another, it appears to have two braids of dandelions and buttercups that are just long enough to drag along in the sand in a highly irritating fashion.

And Nebby isn't very helpful, despite what it seems to think. It's trying to show Lillie how to play in the sand. Perhaps it's just trying to help her get used to her new body by insisting she move and practice manipulating her limbs. Lillie does not have an interest in this avenue of activities.

She tries her best to voice her discomfort and confusion to anyone who walks by, but instead bleats pitifully. Thanks, Clown Box.]

Is This a Team Skull AU

[When she gets her body back, Lillie feels...different, somehow. Where she used to see friends, she sees idiots and nuisances. The once quaint homes on Enso's islets seem shoddy at best, only good for picking them clean of supplies or hassling the inhabitants for sport. It's as if a whole new world has opened up before her. A world of mischeif and spite.

So catch her rummaging through your house, not sporting her usual attire but instead decked out in jeans and a tank top and lacking her signature hat. Her hair is pulled back in a ponytail, with the braids still hanging free. If she had chewing gum she'd be snapping it in an irritating fashion just to be a brat. In her current state, Lillie sees nothing wrong with this.

Nebby is nowehere to be seen, curiously enough. Wonder what that's about.]

Wildcard

[Come up with something on the fly, I'm game for most things!]

team skull

[postictal]

[Tim's managed to get the flames perpetually wreathing his fingers and arms to die down periodically enough to chance ducking back home - just for a minute, to grab food and make sure that nothing's gone catastrophically wrong while he's away - when he realizes there's someone already in it.]

[Someone he doesn't think he recognizes. Until he gets a closer, and - ]

Lillie?

[His shock is enough to shake his concentration, and his hands promptly burst into blue flame again.]

[flower_of_innocence]

[Busted right out of the gate. Lillie sighs and looks over her shoulder with clear irritation.]

What d- ACK!

[The fire startles her, causing her to scramble sideways to get away from the flames. Clearly he doesn't have much control over those and she'd rather not be roasted.]

Geez, you really ought to get some gloves or something.

[postictal]

I've been trying.

[He has to make a conscious effort to breathe, slowly, deeply. The blueish fire dies down to a glimmer at his fingertips, though it still sends white-hot pings of electric agony bouncing down the ropy wirework of his nerves.]

What're you doing here?

[flower_of_innocence]

What does it look like, silly? Stealing.

[Credit where it's due: her honest and open nature shines through, even if it's warped by...whatever this new problem is. Unfortunately in this context it must come off as bravado, which should be Tim's first solid clue that something is not right here.]

[postictal]

You sure you wanna try that right now?

[Like - guy with hands on fire, right here. And he's not all that great at reining it in when necessary.]

Are you feeling...you know, okay? [Not exactly acting like yourself, Lillie.] Unless, uh - this isn't really Lillie I'm talking to. Just someone else in her body.

[flower_of_innocence]

[That makes her frown. Although the effect of the swap does pressure her into assuming she's fine, she can't deny that if people are swapping bodies like he's implying, the islands are doing something again. It irritates her, if only because it makes her feel conflicted, and she was JUST getting comfortable with not feeling conflicted anymore.]

I'm...what? I'm still me. I think. [She looks away, brows furrowed.] I'm fine. If your stuff is THAT important to you, I'll leave. Besides, you're on fire.

[He has a point. Guy on fire. Right there.]

[postictal]

Yeah, well, there seems to be a lot of weird stuff going around.

[How committed was she to this whole stealing gig, anyway?]

You think you're still you? You're not really acting like you. At least...I could be wrong. We've only met a couple times. Once, actually. You remember that?

[flower_of_innocence]

[Truthfully? Not very committed at all. It was something she decided to do on a whim rather than out of necessity. Entirely because she felt like she could. Obviously it's not worth getting set on fire over.]

Of course I remember. It wasn't that long ago!

[Hm. Yeah, she remembers meeting him...and she wasn't anything like she feels right now back then. Why is that? Her frown deepens.]

I...don't feel different? But I am different, though, aren't I...? Why is that? What's going on?

[postictal]

Lots of things are different. I mean, I'm not usually, uh...on fire.

[He just woke up and happened to be on fire without actually burning up in the significant sense. Though it certainly does still hurt, which is...nice. At least there's confirmation that it is Lillie in there. She wouldn't remember their first meeting otherwise, right?]

Something's scrambled a lotta people. Uh, in terms of how we usually...are.

[Yeah, he's not doing a great job explaining this.]

sheep!!!

[lesbeau]

[Beau also found herself waking up not quite as herself today, stuck in a blue and yellow suit and maybe not being technically human at the moment. It hasn't yet gotten to be so weird that it's scaring her, but it is undeniably, undoubtedly weird. And because it is, she's trying to figure out where-- or who-- her friends are, and what asshole thought this would be some funny prank to pull.

Frankly, she almost trips right over Lillie at first, getting probably too close to stepping on her before the bleat reaches her, and she stumbles to an awkward side-hop stop. It's an uncertain stance to someone who looks like a dangerous soldier, seeing as it's the kind of one legged raise people might do at an errant spider.]

Holy shit-- hey! You shouldn't just lie there!

[Wonderful.]

Re: sheep!!!

[flower_of_innocence]

[The flowccus bleats again, sounding almost apologetic, and stands up to shuffle out of the way before flopping down and looking somehow even more dejected. There doesn't really seem to be a point in trying to explain or look for a solution when she can't. Actually vocalize or express the problem. In her mind, the best course of action is to wait it out and try to make it apparent that she's not actually a flowccus, lest she find herself being sheared.

Although she doesn't think they've ever met, both of them can probably reason that this isn't normal for the other party, right? Between an animal's ability to recognize words and seemingly apologize in response and the obvious soldier being obviously not very soldier-y? The writing is kinda on the wall.

Nebby does take this opportunity to waddle over towards Beau-in-disguise, chirping happily as an introduction. It's lack of ability to communicate clearly doesn't seem to bother it at all.]

[lesbeau]

[The writing is absolutely on the wall. Beau talks to most things, including inanimate objects when they'e betraying her, but rarely does anything (or anyone) actually do it. She doesn't have an eyebrow to raise under the helmet, but she's still trying to flex that muscle instinctively as she watches this animal flop over just out of her step.

Beau's only pulled out of it by Nebby's arrival, causing a little shuffle in her step like she's afraid to step on this one, too.]

Woah, woah, hey-- didn't hurt them, see? They're fine. Probably.

[Once it becomes apparent that they aren't hostile though, she tries to squat down, which finally happens after about 3 attempts and some metal grinding noises. She isn't used to these limbs.]

Hey. Haven't seen you around. Is that your friend? And also who are you.

[flower_of_innocence]

Pew!

[It is a decidedly unhelpful statement, considering it's not a word at all and is instead a weird sound that manages to echo and fold in on itself in a dizzying fashion. Nebby turns to face Lillie, swaying back and forth cheerfully. Yes, this is a friend!! How did you know!!

(Lillie smiles at that as best she can as a flowccus. It's nice to know Nebby seems to think of her as a friend and not just a caretaker.)

However it's difficult for either of them to answer Beau's question of "who are you". The only thing Lillie can think to do is to turn her head as much as she can and bleat pointedly at her flank, where a cluster of white lilies blooms outwards.]

[lesbeau]

[Yeah, she isn't sure what she expected here. This thing has a mouth, but it's probably too much to expect for it to just know how to talk. She just kind of stares at it, and then gives it a little nod.]

Alright, you're Pew now.

[I'm sorry Lillie. Beau's stupid. But the gesture isn't unseen, and while she doesn't know the exact flower, it does give her an idea.]

Wait, are you not usually a sheep? Flower. Flower sheep. This isn't what you're supposed to look like?