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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Comments

[forwearemany]

(Mira tilts her head to the side.)

Who?

(Legion knows of only a few people who understand sign language. Is this, perhaps, one of their allies?)

[hyperlit]

Drifter.

And you?

[Hopefully the term "drifter" will be enough for whoever this might be. They've not any other name.]

[forwearemany]

(Their eyes widen, and then close partially as they break out into a smile. Friend!)

Legion.

[hyperlit]

[Ah.]

[So this is an adjustment for both of them.]

I do not recognize this body. Do you recognize yours?

[forwearemany]

(They consider this.)

No.

(They aren't completely unfamiliar with Mira, but they didn't realize this was her body until another named it.)

Do you?

(They remember that wave.)

[hyperlit]

Yes. Her name is M-I-R-A.

[Fingerspelling is the quickest method, and the easiest.]

Have spoken only briefly.

[forwearemany]

Acknowledged.

(They tilt their head slightly.)

Drinking?

(It doesn't seem like something the Drifter would do.)

[hyperlit]

I could ask the same.

Attempting to chart land in search of original owner.

[They have steered clear of that temptation to the best of their ability, in their mind, but...]

[It's still there. They only do not want to inadvertently poison this body in the process. It does not, after all, belong to them.]

[forwearemany]

Wish to understand why organics drink it.

(Perhaps consuming it will teach them.

Their head tilts to the side.)

You believe there was an owner other than the God?

[hyperlit]

Your body has an owner. Thus, this may as well. I do not recognize them.

[And it would be imprudent to abuse said body. Even if the temptation to test its limits is certainly there - but those are not their limits to test.]

[forwearemany]

Affirmative.

(Drinking is, in their experience, ubiquitous among organics. Even Quarian-creators do it.

They headtilt, not fully understanding what the Drifter is getting at.)

You believe they would wish for you to restrict your actions?

[hyperlit]

It is not my body to use.

[Healthy as it is, it is...not their place to use it for whatever they wish. Short of doing what is necessary to recover its owner.]

Perhaps in finding them, there may be a way to restore proper ownership.

[forwearemany]

It is unlikely. Additionally, broadcasting your situation via stone is more efficient.

(There's a doubtful expression on their face. It's very obvious.)

Reason for searching this location?

[hyperlit]

I do not wish to.

[They don't elaborate on that.]

I am searching all locations.

[forwearemany]

...Why?

(Finding them may be extraordinarily difficult, using this method. It is inefficient.

Their expressions are far more obvious, in Mira's body. Look at that doubt and suspiscion.)

[hyperlit]

I am attempting to find them.

[They don't respond to the actual question - only the obvious one. Sorry, Legion. But given recent conversations, there is only so much they're willing to confide to you now.]

[forwearemany]

Via the ... least ...

(It's probably alarming the way they stop, deflate, and give up, but they can see where this is going, and they don't want to fight.

It fills them with an awful, ugly sensation. They have been familiar with emotions, but it's only now that they're beginning to understand why organics also refer to them as "feelings".

One unpleasant thought immediately evokes several more. Perhaps this is why organics drink.

They are uncertain of how to control this sudden impulse toward negativity.)

[hyperlit]

[They don't have an answer for that either. They don't know who this is; either they contact everyone at once and hope that someone has an answer, or they solve the problem on their own.]

[Naturally, they've chosen the latter.]

I have not seen them here.

Or they have not seen me.

So I will continue to look.

[forwearemany]

(Perhaps a network post to find out who is in who would be a good idea, but they aren't thinking about that.)

Ok.

(They aren't thinking about that because one negative thought keeps leading to another and they don't know what to do to stop it and they aren't sure whether there's a point anyway.

No matter how much they love the residents of Enso, they are still alone.

Perhaps drinking might help but there's not much point to that either, because they cannot swallow fluids.

...Maybe they should go.

They are not yet aware of how obvious their distress is on their current face. They look, perheps inexplicably, like they might start crying any moment.)

[hyperlit]

You have made no attempt to locate your body's owner.

[Or perhaps they have. Reading facial expressions is a learned ability that the Drifter has never required much use of, before ending up here. Applying it to Legion, even if they currently inhabit a body more expressive, seems wrong.]

I could ask the same thing of you.

[forwearemany]

She found us.

(And they're still stuck like this. In a body that amplifies and perpetuates what should be momentary distress.

Yeah they're starting to cry. They attempt to touch the tears streaming down their cheeks, and end up poking themselves in the eye due to lack of coordination.)

[hyperlit]

Should limit consumption of fluid if it generates distress.

[They're certainly not about to drink anything if it causes that.]

[forwearemany]

(They make a startled, unheppy noise and start crying harder.)

Cannot swallow.

(The signs are shaky.

They're pretty sure this isn't the result of awkwardly choking on and spitting up drink.)

Organic feelings different.

[hyperlit]

[The Drifter is not outfitted for comfort. Even when it is not hurts they have caused, they cannot do much besides take action to fix the problem. The action they can do in this case is...limited. Severely limited.]

[Their only advice is that which lays in their own experience.]

Ignore the ones you cannot use.

[forwearemany]

This is difficult with unfamiliar sensations. Additionally, we believe dismissing emotions has been harmful to the Geth.

(Still, they try to stop thinking about things. They do not try to wipe their tears, for fear of hurting themselves again.)