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EVENT ✨ Wolf's Moon


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The Fairy Queen sends out an invitation for all otherworlders to an eccentric party with ulterior motives that aren't necessarily bad.. after all, they're protecting players from a ritualistic curse cast by escaped convicts from the Elphame prison. But that doesn't mean it's the party's entirely safe either.


CONTENT WARNINGS:
  • 1st Prompt: Mild elements of body horror in the fairy queen's description (paragraph starting with "Opening the message"); this paragraph is description only and may be skipped without loss of content.
  • 2nd Prompt: Ball prompts include reference to drugs, alcohol, smooching, and fake murder.
  • 3rd Prompt: May have potential for mild body horror depending on player preference, as it features cynanthropy/lycanthropy.

Event at a Glance

Prompt banner title: Brivate Bessage


The night before the full moon, a message is sent out to all the otherworlders in the land. In each person's inbox, the message sender reads simply "ELPHAME" and appears to have a verified account, despite that looking into it doesn't seem to reveal much content. The profile pic is simply a picture of a mushroom.


Opening the message will reveal a video recording. For the first full minute, a woman simply stares into the video through one pure white eye and one wholly black eye. Her hair is white and fair and longer than can be seen in the video of her torso. Her skin is sallow, gray more than any other color, and her décolleté is peppered with what seems to be shells of mushrooms growing out of her flesh like they would on a tree, patches of bleeding tooth mushroom creeping down the side of her neck.


queen elphame approximation

Atop her head, a headpiece made of platinum formed into the tiniest branches, filled with leaves of precious stones- diamonds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, and moldavite trailing down in long chains that keep her hair out of her face. Her lips are just slightly parted, painted in what seems to be an enchanted design that shifts patterns as she moves, as if they were a green screened galaxy in real life. There is a stud in the bow of her lips, and the top of her clothing appears to be colorful, but is only visible toward the top of her frame, as her top is low-cut to account for the fungi. A number of small stitched scars are visible, but largely healed. She tilts her head slightly. Even though it's only a video recording, it feels as though she is looking directly at your character.

    "You are busy bees..."

    A soft voice speaks, almost as if the wind itself is whispering in your ear and not from a recorded video.

    "Busy bees could barely bother, but bother is basically all you do. I bequeath you busy bees a bidding. Bother blithely, busy bees, in Elphame as bristling beauties are bound to do. A ball before you, beneath the Wolf's Moon big and bright, betwixt burgeoning fae blooms. Do not baa, do not bray, bruin nor boar will keep big bad wolf at bay. Bop and bounce, ballet you may, or brawl your basest behaviors in my ballroom before break of day. Broadcast not your boorish bumf, though, or busy bees will be broken brisker than bats banished from Beelzebub's borders and bound. Bless my bestowal and with bated breath I shall bade you betokened truth, if truth be told."

Whether or not your character understood what was actually said or their brain shut down in the middle of those barely benign instructions, they may additionally notice fairy circles made of tiny mushrooms start to crop up regardless of where they are in Avalon.



Prompt banner title: Have A Ball

a dude taking off a helmet

Once night falls, if a character dances in them they will be transported to a costume party within the ballroom of the fairy queen in Nicnevin. Costumes will be magically applied upon arrival, based on a favorite childhood fantasy. (Did they want to be an astronaut? A dinosaur? A cowboy? A cat? That's what they'll appear as.)

You can choose from any age of childhood for your character, depending on whether you want to go funny or more serious about their later childhood dreams.

Whatever your character chooses to do as part of the party, the following party happenings should be noted:

1. If your character or anyone they know uses your character's name or reveals enough information about themself, they will become unable to disobey the fairy queen in future events. They've technically been warned about this in the fairy queen's message, even if it wasn't easy to understand.

B. Alternately, you can have your character's name be captured by a more mischievous party guest fae and play with that as you will. You can be released either by someone else killing your captured fae for you, or the fae saying your name backward. So if your character's name is Stevie, they would have to trick the fairy into saying Eivets. This option to NPC your own fae captor is endable on your own terms, but 1a will be on the fae queen's terms down the line.


2. The party itself is a protected area; refusal to attend or leaving the party before sunset will subject characters to the Wolf's Moon, which has been put under a ritual by a prisoner group released from the fae prison during the previous dark web quest, Banyanished. This ball is being held as a gift to otherworlders to protect them from the second part of this event. (See below for details.) Characters will be told that they are in a protective area if they try to leave and to trust the fairy queen, but will not be forced to stay against their will by the fae. The only people who may try to stop your character from leaving beyond telling them this information are other player characters.


3. Dancing, food (fairy food*), psychedelics and drink will be provided to those of age who want them throughout the night. If the partygoers don't seem to be having a good time or the party grows dull, the fairy queen (dressed in the award-winning submission to the Elphame Trader's contest some time ago) will make a demand participation in a party game. If your character is standing around and not participating in the general activities, they may be coerced to participate. Anyone may join willingly as well, of course. The following party games will be played throughout the night:


a bottle on the floor

Spin the Bottle, Elphame Rules:

Fairies are quite randy creatures at times, and the first game played is none other than spin the bottle. The rules are as such: when it is your turn, you are blinded by fairy magic and must spin the bottle. Once the bottle stops spinning, the person the bottle lands on will kiss them. The person who is kissed must guess who from the circle kissed them; a correct guess will mean they stay in and the blindness spell will be lifted. An incorrect guess will eject them from the circle and they will wander around blind for the duration of the game until a winner is declared. Feel free to play out gameplay or your character needing assistance after being ejected from the game circle.





Truth or Dare:

The standard game of truth or dare. Don't forget to be very careful, as certain truths may have dire consequences. (See point 1, be very careful.) You can play issuing and completing dares or asking and answering truths with other player characters or receive dares from NPC'd fairies, which may escalate to dangerous and magical lengths. The only solid rule is that no dares are permitted to require exiting the party to complete, and lying during a truth gives permission to fairies to steal your tongue from you if they discover your lie at any point, even after the party is over.


 

a woman gasping dramatically with subs that say "Escandalo!"





a woman threatening a balloon with a knife

Balloon Game:
Everyone loves a good murder game! Everyone is outfitted with a single balloon. You may secure the balloon to yourself for 2 minutes before the start of the game. In the center of the game circle is a pile of close-range weapons varying in usefulness from binoculars and pots to knives, slingshots, axes and more. Magic is also permitted. If your balloon "pops" you are "dead" and will float to the ceiling to fly around until the end of the game, out of harm's way. Do not commit any actual murder or the balloon of the deceased will immediately wrap around you in a full rubber bodysuit and imprison you until the fairy queen can deal judgment. (If this happens, notify a mod so we can discuss Queen Elphame's judgment with you OOC.)


Prompt banner title: Howl You Doin'?

Helping to empower otherworlders to improve their chances of saving the world is the kind of task that can be a little.. subjective. A little questionable when it comes to consent, at times. After all, no one is here with their consent and no one was bonded with their familiar or given magic with their consent. What's a little more empowerment? Certainly, a group of imprisoned lycanthrope wizards seem to think they have something of a solution to increasing other worlders' potentials: a ritual using the Wolf Moon of January's full moon cycle to transform unprotected otherworlders into fellow cynanthropes or, in layman's terms, werewolves and other types of weredogs. Anyone not protected (at the party) will be affected by the curse ritual.

 

dog in front of full moon

Cynanthropes in Avalon have the following characteristics:

  • Character is now able to transform into a humanoid dog or wolf form to the extent the player chooses (go ears/tail or full-furry)
  • Experiences enhanced strength, enhanced sense of smell, night vision, blood lust, and characteristics similar to the character's dog or wolf breed.
  • These effects are only applicable the day before, the day of, and the day after the full moon from sundown to sunrise on each day.
  • Note that new weredogs/wolves do not have control over their instincts for the first few months of transformations and will behave aggressively. If in an emotional state, they can lose control of their transformed form regardless of how long they have been cursed.
  • Though characters can be killed by normal means throughout the month, they can only be killed by silver bullets during the 3-day full moon cycle
  • Full-time side effects include cravings for meat, animal mages having mild influence over them, being able to eat food from Elphame without being bound to the land, and the occasional hair ball.
  • It is up to players how painful they want the transformation to be/not to be; you can play this how you want and chalk it up to ritual reaction variation.
Cynanthrope ritual curses are particularly strong and require at least two siphoners working together to break the curse, a counter-curse potion (only available through events), or a deal with a powerful being such as the fairy queen or Morganna.

If your character did not attend the party, left the fairy queen's party, or wasn't at the Red Springs (protected by the mysterious crystals that turn it red during the full moon-- conveniently for your excuse not to participate in either prompt if you want to opt out!) they will become a werewolf or weredog.

prontissimo: (io l'ingegno aguzzerò)

[personal profile] prontissimo 2022-01-22 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll give you a hundred twenty...!

[ And though he does grasp his knife's handle pretty firmly, he's absolutely none the wiser to her ulterior motive. He's just happy his hard light shield is holding up against her whacking a metal pot against it...! Il signore would be so proud of him, yeah! He's learning! But Alberto really doesn't have any other magic tricks up his sleeve — none planned at least. He can think quick on his feet sometimes. I mean. If it comes to it, he's not above potshots and biting in a fight, but... that's not really a magic trick. Just alarming and disarming. Still cheating? But... No one's trained him on battle etiquette. In his eyes, he just uses all avenues to victory available to him. Rules are also for "rule people..."

For now, Della remains unbitten, though, as Alberto tries to dodge her swings enough to get a better stab at her balloon, but indeed, it's proving very difficult; she's clearly thinking one step ahead of him already, at least. So, really, what is it she doesn't expect...? Think, Alberto! What does he know about Della!

...He tries to suppress a smirk as an idea comes to mind. He's been leaning and lacing and ducking and jumping out of the way of her big show trying to hit his shield, making a big show of his own by dodging her blows. But... what if he doesn't...? He puts his mind to strengthening his shield, a look of concentration on his face, but his pace slows as he does, and in fact... slows so much that he tries to deliberately dodge in such a way that he's hoping he'll get hit in the face or something by Della's pot, if he dodges poorly on purpose. Taking a different tactic with this. If she hits him, maybe she'll feel bad about it and get shocked and stop momentarily, y'know, cuz she just bashed a child in the face with a metal pot, and while she apologizes and checks on him, he'll stab her balloon...! Hahaha! Brilliant.

Except... It's not. It's not brilliant. It might not even work. He'll probably just end up getting hit in the fucking face with a metal pot for no reason. If she doesn't see through that thinly disguised trick and they even make it that far, that is... Cuz the way he changes his pace is a little suspicious, especially if she caught that tiny flash of a smirk he swallowed. This is not the solid strategy he thinks it is... ]
sos_pilot: by <user name=cupcake_graphics> (gonna stand out)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2022-01-23 05:53 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The thing is, Della does think highly of Alberto. At this point, it'd be rude not to - he's been keeping his monster-self secret for so long, so he's probably a little genius! Surely he isn't actually going to let himself get smacked in the face - he's probably got a decent dodging plan in mind. So Della doesn't hesitate to swing, and -

BONK.

Della freezes in absolute horror. Given that she has a beak instead of a nose, she has no idea how much that hurts. Do... do human noses have bones?! At least Alberto did predict her freaking out, the devil bastard child. ]


ACK! Alberto! OhmyGOSH, are you okay?! I'm so sorry! I didn't think...

[ She drops the pan, trying to check his face to see if there's any big damage done! ]
prontissimo: (è una formalità)

[personal profile] prontissimo 2022-02-02 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ And everything’s going according to plan… until everything goes according to plan, and he realizes this was. Maybe not a great plan?

Because ouch…! That hurt a lot more than he was expecting. Oh, boy. He draws in a sharp hiss in pain, bringing one hand up to hold his face, scrunching it up so that he’s barely keeping an eye on her through the slits of his eyelids. Oh, man, yeah, no, this hurts… He doesn’t even need to lay any dramatic acting on thick as he’d planned to, it’s all genuine.

He shoots her a hot look, though, also genuine, when he hears his name, and at least lays that act on thick, tone taut and deliberate, even as he’s still clutching his face. ]


Hhh…! Who’s Alberto, Signora?! That’s not my name…!

[ Della, you ain’t about to get this kid cursed by fairies, watch it! He’s been really freaked out about the name thing ever since he first heard of it! He’s actually been very careful about it for once!

But loading on a second dose of guilt, with her weapon dropped, still covering his face with his hand and slightly doubled over, he sees his chance, his true intentions mounting pointedly in his voice as he makes his move. ]


You can call me Signor— Ves-paaa…! Hah!

[ He takes the opportunity and lunges at her, closing the short distance between them, as he takes a stab at her undefended balloon from a lower angle than before. He may hit it. He may not. But he’s putting his all into it and using every advantage he can manage. Effort earns even more props than victory, in his book. ]
sos_pilot: by <user name=noimpulsecontrol> (and he'll toot his flute for you)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2022-02-03 05:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Oh, double fudge, the name thing! She was so panicked she forgot about that too! HER FLAILING BECOMES EVEN MORE INTENSE! ]

Oh, geez, that too! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean -

[ He can read her like a book. Her guard is down 110% - and that balloon pops without hesitation. She pauses in her face-checking, realizing she's been played. ]

... I can't tell if I should be really proud or really annoyed. Or both.
prontissimo: (le strade piene la folla intorno a me)

[personal profile] prontissimo 2022-02-03 06:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Eh, vai~!

[ Victorious! Alberto shouts out loud and throws both his hands up in the air triumphantly as soon as the balloon pops, a wide grin spreading across his face as he seeks deliberate eye contact, a spark in his gaze. Actually, wait, no, smiling hurts, that look quickly turns to a wince of pain... But it's totally worth it. His smirk returns, a little lighter now, eyes narrowed, looking absolutely smitten with himself despite his painful sacrifice. ]

Haha, sorry, Signora~ Told you I'd surprise you! Hah!

[ He gives his knife a showy little twirl, letting his smile widen even though it hurts, although the pain can be seen in how he olds his eye on one side. He feels clever. There are, uh, several people who would disagree, but y'know what... Still worth it. ]
sos_pilot: by <user name=cupcake_graphics> (my darling baby boys)

[personal profile] sos_pilot 2022-02-04 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Since she lost, Della begins to float towards the ceiling, and every inch makes her more proud and less annoyed, so he's also winning on that account. ]

Okay, okay, you earned this match... but we gotta work on techniques that don't involve sacrificing that handsome face of yours. See if anyone's got any ice magic before your nose starts to swell!

[ Mom's gotta mom. ]
prontissimo: (macchina magica)

🎀

[personal profile] prontissimo 2022-02-06 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[ He's chuffed with himself, hands on his hips watching her float away slowly, but being told his face is "handsome" catches him visibly off guard, eyes widening for a blip. Alberto is fairly handsome and fancies himself so, but without, y'know, living in society most of his life, it's kind of hard to gauge that, and harder to reassure himself of that now that he has joined society. It's not anyone has gassed him up about his looks all that much in his life — just his own pep talks in the mirror, taking selfies with his Polaroid flexing his muscles to show Luca how much stronger he's getting. Not much, but, hey, he's feeling himself. To Della, it's a simple offhand comment, one that should come naturally to most any parent, likely, but it's simply a comment Alberto wasn't expecting. But indeed, one that tickles him... because he does feel handsome tonight in his snazzy little suit and tie, carnation on his lapel, pomade taming his hair, chic gloves and sunglasses that make him feel like moviestar... It feels good to be recognized — for someone else to tell him that. Even if he, y'know, totally just smashed that "handsome face of his" up intentionally just to get ahead in a silly party game.

But after this very brief blip of pleasant surprise at the offhand compliment and promise of training on some, uh, arguably better techniques with Della, plus his swelling pride in his victory popping her balloon, he can't control that brighter, more genuine smile spreading wide across his face again — even if his face might start swelling soon, too, it's true. Hard to keep Alberto's smiles down, even when there are these obvious but mysterious hints of something else lying deeper within, but that bright look in his eyes at the remark seamlessly shifts into an even brighter grin. No comment on her warning or her compliment or her concern, though — just a smarmy, exaggeratedly coy wave of his hand at her as she rises up above him, still grinning ear-to-ear with good humor in his voice as he calls after her, gloating a little sarcastically, singsongy and loud. ]


Byyyyeeeeee, Signora~! A pres~tooo~!

[ Soooomething seems like he's probably not gonna go find an elemental mage or a healer to help his face. He's probably just gonna keep playi— yup, there he goes, darting off to find his next victim. Okay, Alberto. Bravo. ]