lifeaftr | 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!

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.

Now the presence of that strange, altar-shaped stone in the water might make a bit more sense. Those notches in its sides are the perfect size and shape to fit a crystal smoothly into any one of them. The more grateful interactions one has with others, the more crystals they will gather, and the more they can fit into the altar. As more crystals are fed to the altar, it will start to glow. The pool of water at the altar's top will start to reflect the likeness island of Nuidan in increasing clarity, as though one is peering at its likeness in a snowglobe. What's more is that the number of crystals in the altar will very obviously affect Nuidan's state: very few crystals will make the island look as though it is mostly wilderness only a handful of structures in dire need of repair, while a great deal of crystals will cause the island to look as though it is thriving, in full bloom, and in more need of harvest than maintenance.

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!

November Timeline

[ ♆ ] 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

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[It's not something they were ever going to talk about, have some kind of languid conversation about feelings. If this was going to come out, it was going to be... this. Strange and sudden and somehow entirely expected. She doesn't stop Yasha from pulling back, but she also doesn't hug her arms and close herself off in the touch; it's open. More open than she thinks she's been in a long time.]

Sounds like you're giving me credit for an idea that worked.

[As if she planned this somehow. Bullshit. And yet, she gives a wink as if this was calculated and she has a brain.]

Or are you mad that I guessed it?

(Yeah, she notices that. The little changes in Beau's posture, the way she holds herself. Yasha wonders if Beau notices the same for her; the maintaining of eye contact, the easy way she folds her arms across her chest and raises an eyebrow. Most of her smile dropped, perhaps, but a flicker of it remaining at the corner of her mouth.

Her ears are a little pink.)

I think I did just do that, unintentionally.

(The wink only makes her snort.)

No. I'm... (Words are so hard sometimes. Especially when it comes to wording how she feels. Yasha pauses for a moment, thinking, then simply says the first word that comes to mind despite its textbook nature,) happy.

[It's impossible for Beau not to notice. She's hyper-aware of Yasha's movements all of a sudden, as if she's looking for some justification for what just happened while simultaneously being too gay to form coherent thought. Half of her brain is trying to buzz as the brilliant tactician she won't admit to being, and the other half has melted into "ha ha girl hot". It's not making for very solid conversation.

So instead, she just... grins. Cheeky and wide and maybe too smug, turning that fluttering in her chest into the fire that burns her forward.]

Come on, we don't have to sit here and just. Talk about it, or... I mean, do you wanna go beat something up? We could punch stuff and then maybe it'll be easier.

[thanks beau. thanks.]

(Yasha's always been drawn to that fire. It fuels Beau's wilder actions and ideas, but she likes it just as much as when it smolders too, in the dim of night when they're all winding down, when Beau is loose and easy and relaxed. There isn't an inch of Beau that isn't interesting to her. When Beau turns the full force of that sun of a smile onto her, Yasha blinks, and stares, and feels a little thrill coast the length of her spine.)

Okay, (she manages after a beat. Honestly, Beau's right, and she should say it.)

(They fight well together. They could beat something up and– well, who knows what might happen in the wake of a triumphant, sweaty victory. Or rather, Yasha knows exactly what she wants to happen, and she has a feeling Beau would not protest it. So yeah, fighting is good.) I do want to do that.

November Undercurrent: And We Give Thanks

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