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- blue exorcist: yukio okumura,
- coco: héctor rivera,
- critical role: beauregard,
- critical role: kiri,
- critical role: mollymauk tealeaf,
- final fantasy ix: zidane tribal,
- final fantasy xv: ardyn izunia,
- final fantasy xv: ignis scientia,
- fragile dreams: ren,
- hyper light drifter: the drifter,
- marvel: bucky barnes,
- mass effect: legion,
- mushi-shi: ginko,
- original: chip abaroa,
- original: erika fisher,
- osomatsu-san: jyushimatsu matsuno,
- pokemon sun & moon: guzma,
- red vs. blue: agent washington,
- red vs. blue: leonard church (alpha),
- tales of vesperia: alexei dinoia,
- the adventure zone: kravitz,
- the league: jules dagger samari,
- undertale: asgore dreemurr,
- voltron: keith kogane,
- ✖ guilty gear: faust,
- ✖ pluto: epsilon,
- ✖ rwby: yang xiao long,
- ✖ steam powered giraffe: rabbit
November Undercurrent: And We Give Thanks
NOVEMBER UNDERCURRENT
Who: Everyone!
What: Have you told someone you loved them yet?
When: November 3rd to November 20th
Where: Everywhere!
Warnings: Nothing of note; please mark if anything comes up!
What: Have you told someone you loved them yet?
When: November 3rd to November 20th
Where: Everywhere!
Warnings: Nothing of note; please mark if anything comes up!
Take Me Back to the Reasons Why
The Water wishes to demonstrate their power to you, as well as just what they mean, when they suggest that they require your cooperation. They are going to bring back the harvest island of Nuidan, a generally fondly remembered island that explorers have encountered in the past. What's more, they're going to require your help to do it.
Starting November 3rd, characters will discover a simple strip of dark leather among their belongings, meant to be worn around the neck or wrist. They can disregard it, of course, but if they attempt to discard or destroy it, it will always find its way back to them, no matter how improbable this might seem. How strange...
Perhaps even stranger is the sudden appearance of a smooth slab of stone, half-submerged in the waters just off of Ensō's coast. It's an altar, and around its edges are a series of deep notches, as though something is meant to be inserted into them. In its center is a pool of water, though it curiously doesn't seem to reflect anything.
The purpose of this will only really become obvious once the month goes on. Characters will find themselves to compelled to be honest with the people around them as to why they care, why they appreciate them as people, or what they like most about them. This compulsion can vary wildly and at the player's discretion, from a gentle mental pressure to an unstoppable force, and anything in between!
The bottom line is that every time one admits to some feeling of gratitude, no matter how small or big, their little plait of leather will receive a crystal from the interaction. All crystals will be roughly the same shape, but they may vary in color, pattern, and texture. Some might be simple sticks of quartz, while others might be comprised of myriad, ever-changing swirls of color. Again, the only limit here is your imagination.
But, ultimately, the state in which Nuidan returns to you is up to you...and how far you're willing to go to express a little gratitude. Don't worry if you don't know anyone, either - this marks a great opportunity to start doing nice things for people, even if you don't know them! You've got most of the month to get to know each other, after all.
Don't think you can get away with heaping compliments on your closest friends and companions, however; variety is the name of the game here. While you can collect all sorts of crystals for personal use from repeat interactions, you can only feed one crystal to the altar per person. That is to say, Character A can be as grateful to Character B as they like, but only one crystal from each character can be delivered to the altar. If they want to procure more for the altar's purposes, Character A will have to have a positive interaction with Character C, and so on.
Take Me Back to That Big Sky
Of course, there's a lot going on in the background as well. You're free to use this log as a catch-all for the duration of November's Undercurrent Event, as well as the other minor events listed on our Monthly Rundown post. You are very, very free to let your dreams about creepers and baby lorbies become reality, and you are always free to create your own individual logs and posts as needed.
If you have any questions, please feel free to ask them over on our Monthly Rundown post!
Of course, there's a lot going on in the background as well. You're free to use this log as a catch-all for the duration of November's Undercurrent Event, as well as the other minor events listed on our Monthly Rundown post. You are very, very free to let your dreams about creepers and baby lorbies become reality, and you are always free to create your own individual logs and posts as needed.
If you have any questions, please feel free to ask them over on our Monthly Rundown post!
November TimelineLOGS ● OOC ● STORIES ●
MAIN NAVIGATION
[ ♆ ] November 3rd: "And We Give Thanks" begins and lasts until November 20th
[ ♆ ] November 4th: "Aw, Man" begins and lasts until November 12th
[ ♆ ] November 11th: "The Lorblings" begins and lasts until November 25th
[ ♆ ] November 20th: Nuidan returns to the archipelago
[ ♆ ] November 21st: "Return to Your Roots" begins and lasts until November 30th
( CODED BY BOOTYCALL )
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It may be lucky, for the sake of avoiding an even more awkward turn to the conversation, that Erika is so used to considering "legitimate" avenues for medical assistance as second-or-last resorts in most circumstances. She doesn't even think to suggest the clinic as she starts back up the side of the crater, doing her best to keep most of Tim's weight on her shoulders rather than his leg.] Where d'you want to go?
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[Not the clinic. No. He has supplies at Denny that'll be enough to handle this, and it's not like he needs to go bothering anyone at the clinic over something as simple as a burned leg. They probably see worse every day.]
[That, and - he'd rather not head there, if he can help it. He has his reasons.]
[Fortunately, he's got practice in moving with an injured leg. It's automatic. Muscle memory kicks in. What's weirder is doing it with support. He's more accustomed to doing without.]
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[And then there's just... walking. Erika is, at least, not as talkative as she can be under some circumstances as they make the trip; even she can tell it's not the best setup for conversation.
She does, however, mutter under her breath,] What kind of an animal just explodes at shit? Doesn't seem, like... sustainable.
[She doesn't actually expect an answer to that, honestly. Just filling the silence as they make their way over to the Denny.]
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[He's wincing slightly as he says it, trying not to put too much weight on the leg in question. It's not as difficult as you'd think. Like he said, he's used to moving with an injured leg. A little too used to it, maybe.]
At least that seems to kill it.
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[In fairness, this is the closest she's ever gotten to encountering one, but considering it involved a giant crater in the ground and Tim's leg getting burnt up, she's willing to consider it a pretty good sign that everything about these things sucks.]
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[At some point, things when from "risk running into new and terrifying shit via exploration" to "the new and terrifying shit just happens on your doorstep without any input from you whatsoever," and Tim can't say he loves the shift. Can't say he's about that.]
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How're you holding up?
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[He's a little pale, a little shaky still, but he can power through it like a champ. This isn't the worst shit he's had to deal with here, even. A busted leg? He can handle that.]
Back door. I dunno if anyone's around, but supplies're in the back anyway.
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At least he's still conscious and upright, so she'll call that good enough and start toward the back door.] Got it. I dunno where shit is back there, but I can grab what you need if you can give me some direction.
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[The problem: almost everything is in baskets. Connor has a shitton of baskets. Tim nudges his way into the place and hobbles in, leaning up against the wall as he breathes out the worst of it. It's not so bad. As long as he doesn't look down at the burned-up skin...yeah, he's good. He can already smell it. He doesn't need to go staring at it any more than he has to.]
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[Yeah, that's... that's not much, and she's not gonna make any effort at all to hide that thought. But if it's what they got, it's what they got, and she'll go track it down.
If she can find the right damn basket. Dear god. She twists around as she searches, partly to talk and partly to make sure he's not just gonna pass out over there.] You've got to label some of this shit, man. I mean, not now, obviously, but at some point.
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[That's...probably not gonna make any sense to anyone but him and Connor, but he's not about to explain. He sinks down onto one of the seats and peels back the charred remains of the denim of his jeans to squint at the burn. It could be worse. Could be a lot better, too, but the important thing is it could be worse.]
[He'll have to clean it and bind it. That's where his medical expertise begins and ends.]
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[Technically, she's joking, but honestly? At this point? It's not hard to imagine that there's just some kind of creature on the island that scurries around and leaves baskets everywhere.
She makes a quiet noise of triumph as she manages to dig out a handful of worn cloth, then straightens up to head for those barrels.] Anyway, if you're storing shit in 'em, they're yours. Pretty sure that's how it works.
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Yeah, okay. I'll get right on labeling everything after I'm done fireproofing the place in case the dragons come back.
[Labeling shit is, maybe, a bit low on his list of priorities, okay.]
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She returns with a wet rag in one hand and some dry ones in the other, holding the former out to Tim to start with.] You wanna clean it up yourself?
[Even if she hasn't fully picked up on how Tim reacts to being touched, he does strike her as the independent type, and, frankly, she gets that. If he needs help, she'll offer it, but if he wants to handle his own shit as much as possible, she's not gonna argue with that.]
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[He'd rather deal with it himself anyway. This isn't the first time he's had to deal with his own burned flesh. He's just fortunate that it wasn't worse, considering a creeper exploded right in front of him.]
[He accepts the rags, then hesitates.]
You...don't have to stick around, you know. You got me here, and all.
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[She does care at least slightly, after all.]
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[He shrugs, one-shouldered.]
I've handled this stuff before. I'm just saying you don't have to stay if you've got better shit to do. [Said in a tone that implies he's pretty sure she does. Most people have better shit to do than babysit Tim while he treats his own burned leg, right?]
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[She raises her eyebrows slightly.] Like... what? Not all of us are runnin' small businesses around here, and Chip's with friends.
[In other words: She doesn't have shit to do, except the kinds of time-filling bullshit that can absolutely wait.]
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[He's gonna need a new pair of jeans, though. He grimaces as he cuffs the cloth up so that he can start cleaning the affected area as best as he can, and suppresses a sigh. Fantastic.]
I mean, stick around if you want, I guess. I just don't think it's very interesting to... [Well, now he just seems like he's trying too hard to get rid of her when she's done nothing but be actively helpful.] ...never mind. Do what you want.
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[Yeah, that's her thoughts on that. She's been around here and known Tim long enough that it's not exactly a surprise, but the 'yikes' factor remains all the same.
More eyebrow movement going on over here, but she's not gonna comment on it. Even if he's being weird.] Then I'll stay here. 'Least until you've got that wrapped up.
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Suit yourself, I guess. [Not that he can really understand the prioritizing there. He's not really - well, he's just some guy, right? Not somebody important. Not somebody that merits this kinda concern.]
wanna wrap here or keep going?
Never done anything else.
[It's such an immediate reply you'd think she'd planned it.]
we can wrap!
[He's probably not gonna be leaving this place for a while yet anyway. Someone's gotta make sure that these creepers don't go blowing up Denny. He worked hard to make this place, all right.]