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June Event: Chaos, Chaos!

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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[Fuck if she would know how to answer them either, frankly. Maybe come get her in a few days and she can explain that it's weird as hell and she'd actually like to go back to cramming food in her mouth, thanks. It's inconvenient but at least it's real.]

Recharging?

[She's also not incredibly familiar with what electronics need here. She knows that when she's feeling bone-tired, when her training has gone almost too far or a hard battle has been at hand, taking a nap by the mana pool always seems to help more than anything else. But what does that mean for a suit who doesn't need to eat or sleep?]

What do I need to do for that? And how would I tell?

Usually the visor lets you know how your suit's running.

[But... that might not work. It's not like she had pressed, and Epsilon had only been an AI. He had traveled in their slots, projecting an image of himself for others to see.]

I'd suggest going to the mana pool once a day and not going anything too crazy.

Uhhhh sure, yeah, got it.

[She had kind of been ignoring the weird lights around her eyes, but it's better they have a purpose instead of just being annoying up there. The only issue here is Beau has no fucking idea what a battery looks like, and is therefore missing the context of which of these blinking things is the thing she's supposed to be paying attention to.]

Too crazy like diving to the bottom of the ocean or too crazy like some backflips?

[She is absolutely gonna do backflips.]

Oh, and if you're in Jess' stuff, be careful of accidentally casting spells or anything. Tieflings have some stuff just in their body, and Jess has some weird shit on top of that. So be careful.

Like running around and using all the functions.

[Although she doesn't know what, exactly, the Alpha's armour has. It is an older model, at least compared to hers. But, no doubt it has some.

But, wait, what?]

Uh, spells?

[And yes, she may freeze at that. Spells, like magic? As in she could well set something on fire, or what?]

Yeah. Tieflings have magic. So even if you didn't get all her Traveler set you've probably got a few things kicking around in there.

[It's occurring to Beau now though that she doesn't actually know how to describe how not to use magic, seeing as she doesn't have any now or then. Not the best teacher for this situation.]

Just if you feel like, really strongly, don't make any big gestures I guess? She's always making arm movements.

[Helpful.]

[Feel something really strongly... That could well be an issue. While the things that annoy Carolina are lesser here, or maybe just different, she can't say that she is a calm and mellow person. No, uptight could well be one of the top ten words to describe her.]

... how big of a mess are we talking about if I do?

Uhh, like...

[She tries to twirl her wrist, which she can do, but it doesn't feel like her movements, so she stops.]

Could just be mundane stuff, like opening windows and making weird sounds. But she can also make somebody's skin tear open with her hands and like, manifest ice to stab 'em if they hit her. So probably won't break things, just people.

[That? Not comforting.

Then again, she would never have thought that this small body would be so dangerous. Not that she'd write people off for it, but it's more that she's outside of her own skin, literally, and it feels off and wrong. The stride isn't her own. The muscle memories aren't there. It's almost like being drunk or drugged.]

Hands at my side it is.

Yeah that's probably safe. Usually it requires some kinda concentration and stuff, so you might not set it off.

[... Wait that's one more important question.]

So uh, before I run off and find the real Jester, this thing doesn't have like... weapons hidden in the arms or something? Guns that pop out and shoot stuff if I clench my fist or whatever?

[As long as that is concentration on trying to produce something, and not just concentration of- well, anything else, then yes, she should be fine. So far she hasn't done anything odd anyway.

The question does draw a pause, regarding the older armour.]

... he shouldn't, unless he messed around with his gear. Your helmet's probably the most important thing. It's got a Heads-up display that links to the brain and hands, and displays information. I mean, you are more durable with armour, but that doesn't mean it can't be destroyed, or broken.

Sooo strong enough not to skin the knees, but not enough to take an explosion. Got it.

[In a way, that's a double edged sword. Now she can be more reckless when it comes to shit that doesn't matter, but not when it's like, her life. She'd kind of prefer for it to be the other way around.]

I guess, uh... you probably have Jester's rock, right? Call me if you get totally screwed up. I'll try and find Jester and see if she recommends not... doing anything.

[Right after she figures out what the hell everything on this interface even means.]

Well. A small explosion, maybe? I wouldn't recommend it... But they stand up to outer space, so.

[So they can take a beating. Just don't go jumping in to a volcano or anything... Plus, she knows she would be pissed as hell if someone screwed around with her armour. Church... is already mouthy, which okay, is a Church thing generally, but he'd likely be even bitchier if his suit was destroyed.]

Oh. I- kinda jumped out the window without it.

[Well that's still about as roughly as she treats her flesh body, so we remain back to step one. The window comment makes her want to make a face, even if she arguably can't with the helmet face.]

Why the window?

[No, no, let's backtrack.]

Okay, here. I'll take you back to the house, you get the stone, we split off. Sound good?

It was the closest exit?

[It makes total sense. Really, it does... And Carolina had had no idea what the heck was going on or where she had been, so a quick escape had been of importance to her.]

Oh. I had thought- well, if mine was still at my place.

Oh, I mean, that makes sense but-- shit, mine was in my pocket.

[Calling people was gonna be so annoying.]

Okay, new plan. I get Jester's stone. You get yours. I'll find her and make sure you won't start an avalanche or something. Cool?

[That would have been nice. That would have been convenient. Sometimes she thinks the world is out to get her, although she can't also blame the world. She's done a lot of shitty things over the years.]

... can you find her? I mean, do you think there are two of us, or is she in my body?

[She hasn't run across Church to see if he is in whatever her actual form is. What if... There is no rhyme or reason to anything?]

If you're in her thing, and I'm in this, she's probably out there somewhere in someone else. But uhhh, I think I know how to get her.

[She's literally gonna do the meme thing of running into a public area and shouting things that would piss her off. It'll summon her, she's sure.]

No other option but to look. Find you later?

... something other than yelling out her name?

[As yes, that is where Carolina's mind goes. Personally, she'll heck her own place, then check the cottage where the rest live. If they aren't there, she might leave a note, or might sit and wait. She actually hasn't thought that far in to things yet.]

Sure, and thanks. For the information.

Yeah, yeah, I got a plan.

[An idea and a plan are not the same, but she's using it like they are today. Regardless, she's gotta get going if she has the hopes to find wherever her friend went, so she shifts her weight between her legs, giving Carolina a nod.]

See you, or uh, see-- this you soon. Yeah.

[Her movements in the suit aren't as finessed as she'd like, but Church is maybe looking a little more graceful as he jogs off today. What a concept.]

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