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

[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.)

[antepone]

[ Okay. That explains a lot. ]

You must be pretty scared... but until you tell me to leave, I'll be here. [ A pause. ] There's no one who knows the body you're in better than I do, after all.

[forwearemany]

(Fear is part of it, and so is misery. They lack the emotional regulation to cope.

It takes them several moments, but then they blink. Point to themselves.)

....Yyyooou?

[antepone]

[ She nods, pointing from them to herself. ]

That's me. Or... you're me. In my body?

[forwearemany]

Mmmmm

(They try to say.)

Mmmirra?

(They know the name. Other's have recognized this platform.)