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

[mamaterasu]

[Amaterasu is her name, but she doesn't give it out often, usually letting people name her themselves, but...Kravitz was an oddball, even when she first encountered him. Funny, but still an oddball. Of course, she has no idea this is even him, and the poor man isn't, erm...on the forefront of her abhorrent memory, sadly. Maybe i she smells him again, but who fucking knows? Not this wolf that's for damn sure.

Regardless, there's a brief sigh from the young woman because why always dog? She'd attempt a howl, but she...really doesn't trust this crazy, human body not to just let out some eldritch screech to the heavens if she even attempted, so...nah. We'll skip that and just accept our fate. Nodding her head, she then points (or as best she can point with her terribad motor skills) to the sun, then to herself.

Honestly, she won't even attempt writing here, it'll just be chicken scratch, and she doesn't have enough control of her new digits to even make drawing look good, and she's a painting goddess. This is unfair and awful and she hates it. SHE HATES IT. ;O;]

[deathfindsaway]

[This is hard on both of them, okay, he knows her but he doesn't and everything is a MESS. Frankly, he just picked dog on a guess. Nobody knows what they're doing here, least of all him.

But she nods, and responds, and he tries to think of a way to clarify that he thinks he knows what's going on here. She isn't speaking because she isn't normally human. He isn't speaking because he doesn't have lips. But...

Kravitz hops back, and then draws a triangle in the ground, adding little circles in it and a line at the top, before pointing to it, and then the word. Pizza dog. If he's right, she should remember their meeting- assuming she has any idea who he is. That's going to be harder without being able to just say so.

Right now, he's just preoccupied with clicking his beak a few times to shake out the dirt he's getting in the edges pressing his face to the ground so much. You ever try to draw with your nose? I wouldn't.]

[mamaterasu]

[Oh, that's...that's not something she understands, actually. Kravitz is giving Ammy far too much credit, thinking she'd remember the shape and look of the pizza she so loves. No, it's about the other senses...the smell, and the taste. Besides, she also stole a ton of pizza from a ton of people, so the faces back then tend to blue together after a while...and a few boxes worth of yummyness.

Tilting her head from side to side as she makes a thoughtful noise, the wolf turned woman shakes her head and looks a bit sorry. She doesn't recognize this, or you friend... This type of chaos is just making it all the harder, but uh...she can at least, m-maybe...get off some o that dirt for you. Reaching out her hand, Ammy brushes her fingers through the bird's feathers, and moves her thumbs past his beak, to try and clean him off. Somehow, she's sure her tiny, weak, human tongue wouldn't exactly get the job done.]

[deathfindsaway]

[Oh damnit. She just starts touching him instead, which feels incredibly weird to be this small versus a hand, and he ruffles up but doesn't snap at her as she does. Damn these restraints. Fuck it. He's going to try this.

He opens his beak, emits some kind of round call, and then starts to kind of... refine it. It's low chattering, a strain not unlike vocal fry, as he tries to push for whatever noise he needs out of a bird's vocal cords. He's never taking telekinesis or his mouth for granted again, this is terrible.

But after a few attempts, a croaked out izz and zaaaa he manages one thing--]

Pizza!

[Fantastic. He got one (1) word. Probably should have been his name, but somehow he's just really fixated on this instead.]