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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( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )

Comments

[counterblows]

[Fuck. Didn't hurt her, did he? Does he know this person? She looks familiar. He creeps steadily closer, ears pressed flat against his skull.]

[Come on, come on. Move. Do something. Say something, so that he's assured that he didn't just accidentally murder someone, implausible at that might seem.]

[forwearemany]

(No, "she's" definitely breathing.

Legion begins to squirm after a few moments of lying on the ground, unused to the physical sensation of lying on the ground. Eventually they roll to their side and make a frustrated, miserable sort of noise.

They cannot walk, and they cannot stand to lie down. They are fairly certain that they are experiencing overstimulation, in addition to difficulty adjusting to a non Geth platform.)

[counterblows]

[Still breathing...okay. Good. Not vocalizing? Well, fine. He can't vocalize either. He stares at the human oddly, crouching down to stare it straight in the face.]

[Then meows, once. Loudly.]

[Come on. Anyone home?]

[forwearemany]

(Their eyes widen, and after a moment, they lift one of their arms and sort of awkwardly flap their hand at the cat.)

[counterblows]

[Yes, okay, hi.]

[He realizes that his tail is switching agitatedly from side to side, and quickly forces it still again. If he could stop acting like a damn cat, that could be great.]

[This time, he tries to infuse the meow with a more inquisitive tone.]

[forwearemany]

(It wasn't intended to be a greeting so much as a "yes I see you please stop meowing in my face" but that doesn't seem to have gotten across, so they'll settle for attempting to roll over instead ... but that doesn't work well and they make a vaguely frustrated noise.

Wash isn't the only one adjusting to a new form.)

[counterblows]

[What the hell is wrong with this person? Unless...]

[There's not a chance that there's a cat's soul in this body? Or...something else, maybe. Someone who's not used to being in this body. The point is that if Wash can wake up as a cat, who's to say that someone else can't wake up as a human, when they usually aren't one?]

[So does he know this person? Doesn't seem keen to answer any.]

[Another loud meow, this time paired with the apprehensive swatting of one scarred paw at Mira's hair.]

[forwearemany]

(Perhaps one might expect Legion to make a similar logical leap, but they're disoriented and distressed and the way their mind functions is sufficiently changed to make logic difficult for them.)

Ssssssss op.

(It is a considerable struggle for them to manage even that.)

[counterblows]

[Stop, clearly. Not fantastic at enunciating either. Nonetheless, Wash does stop, though he continues to stare at the human on the ground with an expression that tries for concern, but really looks more or less disdainful. Considering his current feline form, disdainful is practically his default.]

[Well - if his intervention got this person to be able to speak, maybe it's worth trying again.]

[Another bat at Mira's nose.]

[forwearemany]

(It understood?

An image of Yellowfang flashes across their mind but no, that's wrong, beceuse Yellowfang spoke.

The swipe at the nose gets something between a flinch and a jerk.)

.... ssssss ....c ... cat?

(They mean to ask an actual question, but they're just ... well Wash can probably see the way their tongue flops like it's some inconvenient thing they don't fully grasp the purpose of. They almost bite it in their efforts to talk.)

[counterblows]

[At least he can do this - dip his head in a kind of an awkward nod. Yes, he's a cat. Congratulations. You can both identify and verbally acknowledge one.]

[That's a step up.]

[forwearemany]

(And Legion just sighs, as they try to piece together the question they want to ask. Everything is so fast outside and so slow inside.

It takes them a while.)

Oooooordinary c-cat?

(And well, of course he's obviously not an ordinary cat, but Yellowfang was ordinary for her world. What they really mean is has he always been a cat who understends people and is such a quelity typical of cats in his experience.

...Or something like that.I)

[counterblows]

[Oh - good. Yes or no questions. He tries to shake his head from side to side, which is a strange sort of action for a cat to perform. He ends up shaking it much like a cat would to shed dust, or flick something from their ears.]

[No. Definitely not ordinary.]

[forwearemany]

(They raise their hand and sort of awkwardly gesture at themselves.)

N... not Miiiiirrrra.

(They are not the Human who is usually in this body.)

[counterblows]

[Mira. He doesn't think he knows her. But presumably, that's the name of the person who's...what? Usually occupying this body?]

[That actually sounds pretty plausible, come to think of it. Wash is currently in the shape of a fline, so others must have changed shape too, right? That tends to be how these kinds of things work.]

[Wash curls his tail up so that it wraps around his paws, points at his chest. Another meow, loudly.]

[Me neither.]

[forwearemany]

(They let out a huff. Amused? Exasperated? It's honestly hard to tell.

After a few more moments lying there, they decide it's time to try and get up again. At the very least, they'd prefer to be sitting on the ground over lying on it.)

[counterblows]

[All right, well he can't help you there. He can't do much of anything but sit and meow plaintively, and that's getting old.]

[He gets up and starts circling the prone shape on the ground, and eventually starts widening that radius until he's making it more apparent that he's probably going to be on his way pretty soon.]

[forwearemany]

(And they've fallen over enough by now that they manage to sit, then stand, relatively quickly.

Their head tilts to the side as they watch the circling cat.

Perhaps Wash will find this gesture familiar?)

[counterblows]

[A tilt of the head to one side is unfortunately a pretty common indication of confusion. Wash mimics the gesture, short and involuntary, and meows again.]

[There's only so much he can communicate without words, or a body to communicate with. All told, he's better at interpreting.]

[forwearemany]

(Common it is, but Legion does it a lot and exaggerates it a lot.

They headtilt in the other direction.)

G-goin...nnnng?

[counterblows]

[What else can he do? He can't exactly help here, seeing as he's been reduced to more or less patting Mira's face and hoping something happens. Can't make anyone more or less coordinated.]

[He shoots them a helpless look, as if to say what else do you expect?]

[forwearemany]

(They watch the cat who is not a cat.

Come to think of it, they cannot think of a reason for him to stay either. They don't know who he is, and it'd be hard for him to tell them in this state.

Still...)

Neeeeee asi-heeeelllllp? (They give up using the bigger word and go for something easier instead.

They might as well make sure. He's even worse off than they are, after all.)

[counterblows]

[Yes. Yes, he does, but how can he expect help from someone who's having trouble speaking - operating their own body? He lowers his head in his best approximation of a nod. His skull and bones aren't built for that kind of expression, but he's doing his best with it.]

[forwearemany]

(They nod. Their ability to help may be limited, but they will try.

How to figure out what help is needed is the problem.)

Neeeeeeed?

[counterblows]

[Wash paws at his face as best as he can - as if that might indicate that he needs to get out of here. It's not likely that anyone will be able to help. In his experience, these kinds of things tend to resolve themselves independent of intervention.]

[That doesn't mean he has to like it.]