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

[mamaterasu]

[There are definitely scratches on her, Ammy has taken quite a few falls in her attempts to walk or there not to be, but the ones she has don't seem to bother the young woman too much. The scrapes on her palms and knees should, at the least, be cleaned up before she starts licking them, though... Because that will certainly be a thing that she'll do at some point, once she's got this whole walking thing down.

The t-shirt gets a raised eyebrow because, uh...while the concept of clothes isn't new to Amaterasu, the process of actually putting them on and wearing them is extremely foreign. She pauses in her drawing, forgetting for a moment that Ren guessed who she is correctly, and inspects the garment, peering through the neck hole curiously. Yikes, how in the gods' names is she supposed to fit her melon through there? What bout all these other holes? HOW DOES THIS WORK??

The Shiro gets an idle nod yes, before she's back to trying to figure out this puzzle put before her, inevitably just shoving her head through the neck hole and...hm. This seems wrong. The fabric is all over her face now and--gggggods, her hair. Her hair is stuck, too and it's so much, it's so much. Should she out in her arm? OKAY NO, THERE WAS A RIPPING SOUND, NOT THAT....

D8 help.]

[catpiper]

[This is happening, huh? This is it? This is how the day's gonna be? A dog not being able to wear clothes makes sense and she had really meant for it to be more of a bandage. She came here without pants-she's the last one to start making people dress up.

But she sure tries and that riiiiip is a problem.

This is probably why the scientists put them in loose fitting medical gowns that tied in a couple places. It didn't require any kind of hand eye coordination-something she has to have, as she stands up behind Ammy to guide her arms through the holes. Poor pupper.]

I'll help you try to walk-you can lean on me and we'll go somewhere safe.

[mamaterasu]

[Clothes are awful and terrible and honestly, Ammy is wondering how in the heck humans are able to survive at all. They're squishy, have no defenses at all, and just...they're whole physical makeup is awful. Terrible. She wants to go back to being a wolf.

But, with Ren's assistance, Ammy now has on a shirt! It covers her chest area just fine, but, uh...the lower half there still needs some work. Maybe later, once she's able to walk a bit more (on her own especially), she can try to figure out the clothes thing. Ammy nods her head, bracing herself on Ren as she ties to stand up properly. Her grip is tight, maybe even a little painful, as her knees wobble, and Ammy wrinkles her nose at the gritty feeling of sand under her feet, and pebbles in between her toes.

This is going to be terrible. Sigh...no use crying about it, just one step and then another...]

[catpiper]

[It's fine, Shiro. Walking is fun-running is better. Too bad she looks more like a toddler in this condition than an all powerful goddess and Ren can't do anything to help other than help this woman keep balance. Which is shockingly difficult to do with an adult, when she isn't that strong to begin with.

One step at a time and Ren occasionally shifts her posture, straightens her back, tries to get a better angle so Shiro can walk easier.]

We'll go-to the temple. We'll hide there until you can speak 'Arooo' again.

[mamaterasu]

[The temple is probably the best place for her right now, actually. The clothing pile there will at least give Ammy some better, erm...choice of clothes that may actually cover her better, and not be so tight and restrictive. She'll also need, perhaps, some sandals or wrappings to protect her feet until she can create some thicker skin. Or...y'know, until she changes back.

The journey is slow going, absolutely, and poor Ren is used more like a crutch than an actual person, but eventually (perhaps after a good half hour or so), the woman seems to get the hang of walking. It's still awkward, and she looks more like she's waddling than walking, but it's progress! And she can even manage it on her own, too, and they finally...finally reach the temple.

And Ammy immediately goes to sit down on the cool rock in the shade, and rub her feet against her shins, the dislodge the sand, dirt, and small sticks and rocks. Ugh...this is awful.]

Mmmrrf...

[catpiper]

[If there's one thing Ren has learned from this experience, it's that she isn't very strong and that's not great. They're going to have to rest here for a long time before trekking to somewhere else. Maybe the garden? She isn't sure where to put this newly born goddess, but the temple is good enough for right now. Seems fitting, anyway.

She lays down on the cold ground while the dog-human picks at her toes and feet, though she keeps her eyes on her while she does so. Doesn't want her trying to amble around on her own, because walking is still a huge issue and falling on chunks of stone and jagged rock is going to hurt far more than some dirt.]

I'll go find you food and water, so you have to wait here, okay?