lifeaftr | 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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[He wishes he could say something reassuring, but he's got nothing. So he'll just focus in pulling her out of the well as quickly as possible, and deal with trying to figure out how to communicate afterwards.

Thanks to the pulley, it isn't as bad as it could be, but it's still not easy, and he's going to be a little sore after this. After a couple moments, Ren is successfully pulled up to the edge of the well. Now just... just let go of the bucket and grab the edge and don't fall back in. ]

[And boy does she grab that edge the moment it comes into view, clawing at it like a cat that accidentally fell into the bathtub. She pulls herself out with both her sticky, paint covered hands and slides down the side of the stone wall.

Garbage!!! 0/10!! She hates wells!!]

You did very good. You're really strong.

[She grabs at the edges of the well and he grabs for her shirt, helping to pull her out. Once she's sliding down the well and onto the ground, he sits down next to her, and gives a thumbs up and a breathy laugh. He's stronger than he looks, thanks to a lifetime of martial arts and his new focus on archery, but it's still a lot all at once to pull somebody out of the well.

He points at her, and makes a motion he hopes reads as asking a question. Is she okay?]

[It's only now, as she wipes the sky blue ink from her eyes and face, that she notices Yukio isn't talking.

He wasn't very chatty prior to this either, but he would still say words and-

She reaches up to pat the side of his face and, if he doesn't move away, marks it with some of that dank blue ink.]

Are you okay?

[Sky blue and glowing looks... well, it matches him, because he's all very sky blue and softly glowing under his skin and it leaks out through in a bunch of different ways.

Yukio lets her pat him on the face because it's so unexpected that he doesn't think to stop the movement, and then nods. He taps his throat with an apologetic smile. He's fine, other than the fact that he choked to death on flowers last month and his voice still hasn't come back.

He points at her, trying that unspoken "are you okay" question again.]

[Once she starts to put the pieces together, it's easy to figure out what happened. He could talk, and now he can't. She didn't see him when the plague tore through Enso for a second time and-

It was a penalty she had to live with as well. Her voice had been caught in her throat and she had resorted to throwing stuff around to be heard.]

I can talk. I'm okay. But you-

[Died.]

Do you want to play?

[Does he-- what is he, five? He doesn't "play", even when he was a little kid he was the type to stay inside and study unless Rin dragged him along on an adventure.

But... he doesn't know her well but he can make a guess at the type of person she is and he's already made her worry. So, he makes a little questioning shrug. What game?]

Tag.

[Because you don't need a voice to run around like a maniac and she's covered in so much paint that hide and seek is going to be impossible.]

Do you know how to play?

[He nods, tentatively, like he's considering the concept but isn't sure yet.

And then he reaches out extremely quickly to tap her on the shoulder and take off running. git rekt ren]

[And when he runs-

So does she, taking off with incredible speed, as if she didn't just waste half her day clawing her way out of a multi-colored well.

YOU get RECKT Yukio.

She will not stop until she manages to tag this spicy boy.]

[He runs, but she's faster than he expected and he doesn't put quite enough speed into his sprint so he ends up tripping over his own tail as he twists to avoid her outstretched hand. Yukio goes down with a startled yelp but he does manage to dodge her first assault.]

[And that stumble has an irritating consequence on her end. The wet paint all over her body doesn't make for good traction and she slides when she tries to make a sudden stop to get him. Now's your chance Yukio. Better get back up.]

[He's already rolling away from her and up to his feet as she slides, and heading directly towards the nearest well. He's got a plan, and that plan involves pulling the bucket out of the well and just. waiting for Ren's approach.]

[And approach she does-

Pushing herself up doesn't take long and she makes a mad dash towards Yukio, ready to claim her tag crown.

She's not gonna surrender-not ever.]

[He flings the contents of that bucket directly at Ren's face. Hope you like being neon purple.]

[Under normal circumstances, her immediate reaction would be to run away, but-]

[She wants to be purple and instead of spinning on her heel and giving up on the game, she-

Runs faster into the paint, torpedoing into it like it was her idea the whole time and continues her now blind, purple trek towards him.]

[Even if she's continuing her blind rush, it is a blind one, and Yukio gets to his feet and runs. This isn't over, but he's going to get as far from her as possible.]

[He may have won the battle, but the war is far from over. Her blind assault ends in failure and she has to waste a few minutes wiping the aqua blue paint from her eyes-a task equally difficult because of her hot pink hands.

Which means Yukio manages to escape her-

For now.

]

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