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February Undercurrent: Behind the Curtain

FEBRUARY UNDERCURRENT
Who: Everyone!
What: A sea of clouds in the moonlight...
When: February 3rd to February 15th
Where: The Floating Islands above Ensō
Warnings: Please mark anything as it comes up!

The Earth is Spinning

Far above all your heads, suspended impossibly over Ensō, there is a scattered collection of strange floating islands. Almost two years ago, adventurers had the opportunity to visit them when the heat of the phoenix-sun of LifeAftr burned away the clouds that shielded them. This time, it will be Water that gusts those clouds to the side - clouds are, after all, a form of water. Once more, these islands will become accessible. Just like before, all islands are accessible via mana pool - but those of you capable of flight will be able to reach them without needing those helping hands.

Additionally, the islands will be hanging very low over Ensō, casting noticeable shadows over much of the landmass, and parts of them will be trailing to the ground. Ladders, long tresses of ivy and vines, and ropes hang off the edges of these islands to brush against Ensō's floor, to make for easy climbing. You might also find that some of these trailing protrusions might take a more...active approach. If someone walks by, you might very well find yourself grabbed by these vines or ladders and more or less hoisted up to the floating islands, whether that was your intention or not. It's almost like they want you up there, for whatever reason.

This time, these islands will not be subject to the whims and desires of the islanders. The landscape will not shift to accommodate your memories and thoughts. This time, when travelers reach the islands, they will find that they have formed into four distinct locations. Each of the four islands are separate and more or less their own small patch of land, visible but quite isolated from all the rest.
Just like before, the mana pools will be more than slightly glitchy for the duration of this event - it is entirely possible that someone simply attempting to travel by them, or stay near them to rejuvenate their energies will find themselves whisked up into the landmasses hovering in the sky. It seems that these islands have an inherent effect on the mana pool network.

The Water will communicate to all adventurers in whatever way possible that they are strongly advised to visit the islands above, if they seek answers. Those who pass near bodies of water on any island will likely hear the Water's quiet urging to do just that. Though even if they don't listen, there's every chance that they might end up there anyway!

So what are the islands up here like, this go around? Funny you should ask...
The Island of Stone
This first island is the biggest of the five, and also the most central. It is the one you are most likely to end up upon if you travel here by accident. Much of it is comprised of a terrain of earth and stone. The upper clouds frequently gust through the area, lending it a strange and otherworldly look.

Immediately behind the mana pool, travelers will see a large carving mounted on a stone dais. It appears to be in the shape of a bear, carved from oak wood. Its eyes are set with a pair of emeralds. Below it is written a name: ZEMJIN.
On this island, travelers will find what essentially amounts of a great deal of building blocks. Almost all of them are different types of earth and rock - from sandstone to fired clay to granite to obsidian to even some of your less common materials, such as iron or titanium or gold - and a great variety of sizes and shapes.

Each of these blocks defy ordinary size and weight restraints; as long as they remain on the island, virtually anyone can pick them up and move them around as you please, regardless of how much you should be capable of lifting. You can build tall structures of diamond or small huts from marble - the only limit is your imagination!

Well, that and reason. If any of your building materials fall off the island, they'll almost immediately dissipate into nothingness. However, there's nothing stopping you from building a bridge to another island...and that'd work, too.



The Island of Color
This island is one of the most striking, as once one sets foot on it, they will note that it's almost entirely devoid of color. At least, all the solid parts of it are. The island hosts broad boulders, grassy meadows, beautiful trees...but they're all in shades of gray and white, save for the spot just behind the mana pool.

There, travelers will see a small statue mounted on a stone dais. It appears to be in the shape of a seal, a delicate shape made from expertly carved and polished sunstone. All around it, bright golden marigold flowers are in full bloom. Below it is written a name: JARUSKA.
Further inspection reveals that the island isn't entirely colorless. In fact, all over the island, one can find deep wells that look as though they might contain water. Instead, they contain color, in every shade imaginable. One simply has to lower the bucket into the well, concentrating on the color they'd like to see, and when hoisting it up, they'll find it filled to the brim with it. The wells are lined with buckets and primitive, oddly skeletal tools with which one can use to decorate this island to their heart's desire.

Fill in the empty outlines! Use inks and powders to breathe new life into this monochrome land! The entire space is your blank canvas, and you don't even have to indulge in conventionality - you can very well make the grass pink and the trees blue if you like.

The only real drawback is the capacity of these colors to stain. They're rather inconveniently bright and tend to glow, and only sustained scrubbing will remove them. The color tends to bleed into whatever you touch, if you don't do a thorough enough job of washing all that away, even if you depart this place.

What's more? You can use these colors to paint new structures into place. You can paint new trees, new flowers, new anything of any color you like. Such as, say...a bridge to another island.



The Island of Stars
This island is among the most striking, and will probably be quite visible from a distance. Once one sets foot upon it, it'll be obvious why: the landscape here looks like an inverted night sky. The ground is a deep, swirled pool of blues and purples and blacks, stippled with bright pinpricks. It looks very much like you're standing on the night sky itself.

Immediately behind the mana pool, travelers will see a small statue mounted on a stone dais. It is in the shape of a turtle, an artfully crafted likeness made from the deep indigo blue of polished iolite. Thready blooms of red-and-green tillandsia sprout about it in colorful abandon. Below it is written a name: TSAMAYAR.
All around this island, twisting pathways, roads, and tunnels unravel in and around the starry landscape. Some are simplistic, and look like they are made of ordinary (if strangely celestial) gravel. Others are made of dark, paved stone. Still others look a little like they're cobbled with fancier materials, such as polished obsidian or marble.

And all over, you'll be able to find a vast collection of rather primitive but nonetheless fully functional bicycles, scooters, skateboards, and other forms of self-powered travel. And unlike any of the other islands, if you manage to get these vehicles off the island somehow, and back to Ensō fully intact? You can keep them.

It's no Rainbow Road, but it can make for a beautiful place to ride a bike, take a load off, and simply take in the sights. And, at some point, you might realize that you recognize some of the stars set into the ground. Maybe some of them are constellations you know. And what could that mean, exactly...?



The Island of Webs
The final island is the most mysterious, and potentially the most off-putting. It's thick with mist and fog, and almost everything is dead and black, as though all of its color has been sapped away. Only this place doesn't have any colorful pools of ink and dyes to bring luster and life back to its scenery; it is simply bereft.

Immediately behind the mana pool, travelers will see a small statue mounted on a stone dais. It appears to be in the delicate likeness of a spider that has been carved from the rainbow blue-greens of labradorite. All around the statue, heavy twines of ivy have climbed up along the dais and threaded around the spider's legs. Below it is written a name: OSORU.
The most obvious and probably unnerving aspect of this island are the thick webs that hang from almost every surface. Almost everything is draped in limp, dead trailings of a whitish material that seems almost silklike. It isn't sticky; travelers can touch and handle it easily, to no ill effect. More unsettling is likely to be the buildings that can be found on this place - for they are all almost certainly ones that many of you will recognize.

The Storyteller's Temple. Chunks of the city of Ai'tuoh. A windmill from Nuidan. Parts of the sunken city of Tempide, and so many others. All structures that were found in LifeAftr in varying stages of ruin - now in pristine condition. They look as neat and tidy as if they were just constructed, though all are empty.

Perhaps even worse is the fact that those weblike strands seem to have a life of their own. As the days progress, they start to slither toward the island's very edge, straining to try and reach the other islands. You can help them, if you wish, by building or painting bridges between those islands and this one. Because, as it happens, this appears to be what this place wants more than anything - to draw all these separate pieces together, into one cohesive whole.

If you wish to fully uncover the secrets of this island, please let us know if you are interested in NPC interaction in the subject line of your top-level.

Your Eyes are Shining in the Glittering Light

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 February's Undercurrent Event, as well as any of the other minor events listed on our Monthly Rundown post. And, of course, 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 the Questions header on our Monthly Rundown post!
February Timeline
[ ♆ ] February 1st: "Free Real Estate" begins and lasts until February 5th
[ ♆ ] February 3rd: "Behind the Curtain" begins and lasts until February 15th
[ ♆ ] February 6th: "No Yan is an Island" begins and lasts until February 12th
[ ♆ ] February 13th: "A Rainbow, Not a Painbow" begins and lasts until February 29th
[ ♆ ] February 16th: "The Sound Resounds" begins and lasts until February 27th
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shatteredlenses: Assassinesque (Assassinesque)

Ignis Scientia | OTA | NPCs Welcome!

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-09 11:29 am (UTC)(link)
The Island of Stone:

[When the islands first appear, Ignis is in no hurry to go to them. Oh, it's not because he's not interested what secrets they hold this time; he is very interested. The issue is that when he visited them last time, his vision was miraculously restored.

He's quite certain this is a miracle that won't happen a second time.

As a result, Ignis is quite torn about going back. The first time, having his vision back gave him courage. He confronted Ardyn and was brave enough to tell Prompto about what really happened in Altissia. He'd bonded with Xion and fought to keep Shion from doing something he'd forever regret. So many gone now. Only the emotion-filled memories of those encounters remain. How could going back match any of that? Would he even want it to?

In the end, though, the floating islands themselves decide he has hesitated long enough. One day while Ignis is traveling back to the cottage through the mana pool his actual destination ends up being one very different than the one he planned. Fortunately, Leo is still at his side when he arrives. He sighs and gives the confused tigerlily a pat on the head.]


And now we explore, my friend. Lets see what awaits us this time.

The Island of Stars:

Tsamayar. I dearly hope this is not an intrusion. I'm afraid this is the only way I can come to know you.

[Ignis' fingers trail lightly over the statue before him. He feels lucky that he found the nameplate so quickly. At least this way he can apologize to this unknown deity for what could very well be an invasion.

Nearby, Leo sits watching the stars as they move across, well, everything. Were he not so well trained, he would probably be chasing them like the kitten he is at heart, but for now he is keeping an eye out for any sign of trouble while Ignis investigates.]


Do you still exist among us or have you faded away?

The Island of Webs:

[Ignis had hesitated in coming to the floating islands because of memories of the past, but they were memories tied to the islands themselves. What he was not prepared for was to come face-to-face (or perhaps, more accurately, face-to-fingers) with a whole other set of unpleasant memories.]

Ai'tuoh. Why are you here? Will you finally speak of your secrets or are you just here as a reminder?


(Wildcards welcome!)
mockiri: doodldan @ tumblr (i don't know if it's smart)

island of stone;

[personal profile] mockiri 2020-02-09 12:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[He won't have to explore long before he stumbles across someone familiar. Kiri has found herself here one way or another and is making the most of it, quietly prancing from one spot to the next and collecting materials, all the most colourful or sparkly that she can find. Lovely granites with spiderweb patterns through the grain, squares of rock with glittering chunks or precious metals within, every shade of sandstone she can find. Without the spark of creativity in her soul, she has no particular goal in mind as far as what's to be done with the materials she's gathering, but it's her game so she can play it as she likes.

Leo is likely to notice her first, with a cat's sense of smell, but she's not far behind, perking up immediately and calling out in Ignis's own voice,]


Hello my dear!
shatteredlenses: Cheesy Grin (Cheesy Grin)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-10 08:33 am (UTC)(link)
[Kiri is not the only one who perks up when she realizes that another is nearby. As soon as he hears her call out to him--or hears his own voice call out to him--Ignis smiles, instantly more interested in what is going on. After all, while he has found the blocks during his search, they are really all the same to him. He can't see the different colors or veins of materials. Touch, at least lets him know there is some variety, though he's found his hand jerking back more than once when the vein of material turned out to have a crystalline feel. It's a stark reminder of the caverns they explored so long ago and the creatures that resided within them.]

Hello to you too! How goes the exploring?

[Leo, for his part, can't help but show his excitement a bit more actively. With another person around, he relaxes in his guide duties and trots over to Kiri, attempting to greet her with a lick, and then 'stealing' one of her smaller, more brightly colored, blocks to bat around. Ignis can't help but sigh fondly when he hears the skittering sound the block makes as it moves over the ground.]


He's been resisting the urge to do that ever since we got here, silly thing.
mockiri: artist unknown, searching for source (i killed people!)

[personal profile] mockiri 2020-02-11 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Kiri squawks indignantly, moving to chase the big cat. Her piles...! Her voice shifts again, first Crowley's, then Beau's.]

Mess with me? Mess with me? You want a whole bunch of fist!

[PREPARE TO WRESTLE, KITTYCAT]
shatteredlenses: Smile (Smile)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-11 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
Goodness, you're in trouble now, young tiger! You better give it back. You lost the last tussle you had with her.

[Ignis tries to sound serious, but it's hard for him to keep the amusement out of his voice. Perhaps it's mischievousness or perhaps it's that Leo really wants to play, but he pauses just a moment to look toward Kiri and then purposely knocks the block farther away and chases after it.

Get. That. Tigerlily!]
mockiri: umbrellaville.com (Bird-eye Fjord!)

[personal profile] mockiri 2020-02-12 04:50 am (UTC)(link)
[SHE'S GONNA

She chases the tigerlily for a few minutes, tackling Leo with about as much force as a kitten, crawling over him, tumbling from one side to the other and squawking indignantly, along with colourful exclamations in a variety of voices. Before long she admits defeat and shuffles back over to Ignis, reaching up to give his hand a tug. She'd been working on something, and kitty distractions aside, she can't do it alone. Though since she doesn't really have a way of saying so, the opposite will have to do- in Aziraphale's voice,]


May I help you.
shatteredlenses: It's Come to This (It's Come to This)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-13 12:26 am (UTC)(link)
[It's obvious that Leo is enjoying the play fight from the way he goes along with Kiri's 'attack,' but the moment she moves away the play stops being fun. What play is as fun alone as with others? Leo stops what he is doing and watches as Kiri moves over to Ignis' side.

When she gives his hand a tug, Ignis tilts his head down at her, trying to sort out what she means. After all, it was he that stumbled into her, not the other way around.]


Would you like me to get the block for you or do you need something else?
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[personal profile] mockiri 2020-02-13 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She trills in response, the sound mildly frustrated.]

Something else?

[She would normally take out her journal and write it down for him, but how in the world is she meant to articulate to him if he can't see the words? Usually she doesn't mind what she is, but sometimes it makes life terribly difficult.]
shatteredlenses: Focus (Focus)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-26 09:51 am (UTC)(link)
All right, then lets figure out what that something else is.

[He gives her hand a squeeze to show he understands her frustration. They really need to stumble into talking about his bracelet or her notebook.]

Just remember I see with my hands. If you can give something to me that will help explain, that is one step forward.

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thankgods: (fate // destiny.)

webs

[personal profile] thankgods 2020-02-10 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
It is Ai'tuoh as it was. This is an echo of something long before your time. Or perhaps long after it.

[Ignis would be forgiven for assuming the words emerged out of nowhere. But they do not. They emerge, rather, from the ghost-pale spider that crawls up one of the smooth-stoned walls.]

It all depends on perspective.
shatteredlenses: Huh (Huh)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-10 09:19 am (UTC)(link)
[He would have assumed just that--after all, so many of these islands seem faded or dead in some aspect, a ghost of some sort would not be out of place--except Leo turns his big head in the direction of the spider, making an uneasy sound as he does. The tigerlily isn't alarmed, which is a comfort, but considering the motion Leo made matches where the voice came from, Ignis easy puts two and two together, realizing that whatever has caught Leo's attention is also who is talking to him.]

My perspective tends to be...different than most.

[If for no other reason than his blindness.]

As quiet as everything is, I would like to think it is after my time when the people have found a freer and more joyous way to live. I would like for them to have left this tomb empty as a warning of what once was.

[Ignis shakes his head then.]

But just because that is my perspective, doesn't make it true. The island hasn't returned, so we have no way of knowing if what we did helped them or cursed them.
thankgods: (fate // destiny.)

[personal profile] thankgods 2020-02-10 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
In some versions of events, you were their saviors. In others, you were their downfall.

It all lies in perspective. Or perhaps one ought to say "due time." There are different recursions to each and every one of us. Our fates need not be intertwined to branch in different directions.
shatteredlenses: Focus (Focus)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-11 09:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Ignis brushes his hand over the top of Leo's head as he ponders the apparition's words. The tigerlily has calmed down since the spider has made no more to harm his owner and leans slightly into the touch.

The first part of that makes enough sense. Even if it is not entirely literal, he has no doubt that just as many people saw their actions as ruinous as saw them as saving.

It is the second part that he thinks on longer. It sounds as if this is some kind of confirmation that there are different versions of worlds. Places where one small action changes everything for better or worse. He can believe it; indeed it makes him hopeful. After all, he is most certainly not the same person that was pulled from his world years ago and he very much wants his actions to create a fork in the road his world is traveling.

A smile crosses his face and he can't help but make a soft sound of amusement as the numerous strands of webbing that cover the island come back to mind.]


Each version travels down its own strand of a spider's web. Some to meet with others and some to continue on alone. Where one sits in the web greatly changes how they view a particular event.
thankgods: (fate // destiny.)

[personal profile] thankgods 2020-02-11 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[The spider makes a faint sound, almost like a noise of approval.]

An astute observation. Yes, you would be correct. There is a reason that my worshippers viewed me as a spider. So intent was their belief that it is the only form I feel I can assume now.
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shatteredlenses: Sgt No Specs (Sgt No Specs)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-13 12:34 am (UTC)(link)
Your worshipers? Does that make you the god of perception?

[Perception seems like a bit of an odd thing to rule over, but one's perception of things does influence a very large part of their life. Just look at how differently he and Ardyn view-

That thought is cut off as another crosses his mind.]


Does that mean you believe that it's possible to change ones fate? After all, it is all a matter of perspective, right?
thankgods: (fate // destiny.)

[personal profile] thankgods 2020-02-13 08:12 am (UTC)(link)
A quaint notion. No, it does not. I was the god of...destiny, I suppose was the mortal word for it. Fate. Prophecy.

But we were all shaped by those who honored us. I am not really here, after all. I have lost the ability to be truly separate from how I was perceived. I am little more than a memory, now.

I suppose it all depends on how you define "fate."
shatteredlenses: He Said What (He Said What)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-26 10:00 am (UTC)(link)
['Prophecy.' It's a word Ignis can't help but frown at. Of course of all the gods he would find, it would be one to do with that, but prophecy is a part of fate and destiny, things this god, at least, has not yet said cannot be changed.]

Memories still have great power. All it takes is for one person to recall them when the time is right. That can change the course of everything.

[At least, that is what he would like to believe. Deep inside, though, there is still part of him that is afraid that might not be possible.]

'Fate' would be the course one's life takes. On our world, for example, there is a prophecy that claims the King of Light must die in order to save the world from the plague that has been set upon it. The prophecy is thousands of years old and people have let it guide them for just as long, but does that mean it is the only course of action? If no one has looked for another way, how would we know that has to be his fate?

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stars

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2020-02-10 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Sorry, Ignis, were you having a serious thought and moment of respect for the gods?]

[Because here comes Ardyn, traveling a road of stars on a skateboard.]


Good heavens, don't you look contemplative today. [He hadn't quite mastered stopping yet, so instead of brakes he pulled out the Rakshasa Blade and caught it on the ground, managing not to fall off at the abrupt halt.]
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shatteredlenses: Sgt No Specs (Sgt No Specs)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-10 09:49 am (UTC)(link)
[Serious thought? Perhaps. Respect for the gods? Well, maybe only in that he doesn't want to make any more enemies than he has to. Old habits die hard. Fortunately, Ardyn is there to distract him because it's just as likely he's making a fool of himself talking to an inanimate object.]

There is a lot to take in. Now, pray tell, what exactly are you doing?

[He's not even going to try and sort out that mix of sounds he just heard come from Ardyn's direction, especially since he hasn't had a chance to explore yet. Better just to ask.]
scourgingstars: (i'm down deep and i need your help)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2020-02-10 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, it's no fun if I just tell you. [Ardyn laughed, picking back up with a slow circle around Ignis.] Why don't you take a guess or--

[WHAM, down he went after losing his balance. Apparently he hadn't eaten enough souls with a hobby for skateboarding.]

--gods damn it, that almost hurt.
shatteredlenses: Huh (Huh)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-11 09:26 am (UTC)(link)
Are you all right?

[Ignis immediately moves to where he has heard the lanky redhead end up having a very unfortunate meeting with the ground. As he feels around to find Ardyn's exact position, his hand falls onto something he is most definitely not expecting to find.]

Is this a skateboard?
scourgingstars: (don't turn up when you need)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2020-02-11 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ardyn got up and dusted himself off, sighing in a manner most dramatic.]

Found it. Before you go off assuming I went and killed someone for it, which does honestly sound like a thing I might do were I particularly bored.
shatteredlenses: Flash to the Past (Flash to the Past)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-13 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
I assumed no such thing. I would hope that you would at least ask me to join you if you were going to do something like that.

[After all, if Ardyn was that bored, then chances were Ignis was too.]


What is a skateboard doing here of all places?
scourgingstars: (if i look hard enough)

[personal profile] scourgingstars 2020-02-13 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
However would I know? It didn't seem to belong to anyone in particular, and there was quite a range of somesuch travel methods scattered about when I took a brief look around.

It's far from the strangest we've seen, at least.
shatteredlenses: Listen (Listen)

[personal profile] shatteredlenses 2020-02-26 10:05 am (UTC)(link)
And of all of them you picked the skateboard?

[Oh Ardyn, he does love you, dubious choices and all.]

Does it at least have a cool design on it?

[Priorities. Why even bother questioning the things the islands throw at them now? It's not like answers often come.]

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