[The mingle party for this month is slightly delayed, and it certainly isn't because Station Master had decided to wait for the perfect weather
Today, the party is taking place on the island, where there are locals stationed out on the beach who're more than happy to toss you a kite and show you how to fly one in this breezy day. There are plenty of kites to choose from, ranging from the simple
to the pretty
to the more tentacular
Further out along the beach are rows and rows of surfboards, with a sign
. With those sweet waves
, doesn't it make you want to get out there and ride them? ...Well, even if you don't, some locals will be quite insistent you try and look they're even willing to show you the ropes!
Away from the waves, however, is an outdoor barbeque, with locals cooking
, fish, hot dogs, skewers... anything you want. There's something for everyone, and if you want to be the cook, they'll happily shove over and give you space to be the Iron Chef of the Beach.
...Actually the party's just an excuse for Station Master to show off his masterpiece
Who: Kurloz/Jack Jeckel/Undertaker
What: The streets of Vatheon are no safe place to wander late at night.
When: Late at night on Wednesday.
Where: A side street somewhere in the bubble.
Style: Prose to start, but I'll follow you.
This week, it's easy to get into trouble, wandering the streets of Vatheon late at night. Any law-abiding citizens would surely have gone to their homes by now, to avoid the dangers of being stuck in a crime-infested city at night. This particular street is almost deserted, though there is one particular pedestrian who seems entirely unconcerned with where he is, and what time it is. Maybe it has something to do with the way he's dressed, a full skeleton costume, including a skull painted onto his face.
Maybe it has to do with the skull he carries in one hand. Is it a model? Maybe. But it certainly looks real. And the way his eyes linger on everyone that passes by... there's something unsettling about him, something's just off. Whatever the case, this man doesn't seem like the type you want to look in the eye.
Seems like crime has taken a step up from just purse-snatching or someone stealing forty cakes when no one was looking. Those with a great sense of hearing or who happen to be at the wrong place at the right time will find that the good people of Vatheon are in danger. It's up to anyone who is willing to help to work together to save the day!( Something is happening in the lower district! )( Something is happening in the middle district! )( A string of crimes happening all over the City! )( Something is happening on the Network! )[They may also wind up stumbling or following a goon back to the actual secret base to listen in on a meeting at their own risk. Good luck!
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Have fun playing out the scenarios, and feel free to drop a note in the subject line if Carol or the hotel owners are needed or if you believe characters may have solved the riddle! The location of the bombs is random and characters are encouraged to locate and defuse them on their own.))
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[The mingle party this month is taking place in the field on the North end of the park. There are balloons, streamers, flags and signs all showing the way to the gathering. There is a table set up with fresh fruit, cookies, cupcakes, sandwiches, hot dogs and hamburgers. Another table consists of various beverages and pretty blue jars to use as drinking glasses.
In the middle of the field one can find a large ball pit with inflatable sharks inside. There are also a couple of bounce houses and buckets full of water balloons. Towels and reclining lawn chairs were close by for anyone who needed to dry off or sunbathe.
Last but not least, there is a large tent full of pillows of all shapes and sizes. There is a movie projector set up to use a tent wall as a movie screen. Bring your own movies or choose from the great classics like The Count of Monte Fishto and The Seven Samuray. Outside of the tent was a photo booth set up with a box of silly props. A whole bunch of silly props.]
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who: the grand highblood + you, you lucky dog!
what: GHB is taking a pleasant little stroll
where: In the plaza
style: doesn't matter
The Grand Highblood doesn't make a huge habit of grabbing foreign objects and placing them on his head, but he's a curious one at heart and the complacency of Vatheon doesn't help one bit. His cave has been sort of infiltrated by a certain vampire by the name of Marceline who comes by now and then to drop off plush shark toys or something, so he assumes its her doing. The thought that maybe it's a curse does come up, but he's too drowsy upon wakening to really care. Besides, it's just a hat, right?
It's nestled between his two large spiraling horns, wreathed by his wild black mane, a symbol of a gentleman, greatly contrasting with his image as a whole: a black top hat. A rich purple satin ribbon is wrapped snugly around it, which appealed to him and was probably one of the reasons he felt compelled to place it on his head. Anyone who sees him whether they know him or not would find it quite the comical spectacle.
When someone runs into him in the plaza, he's still walking through the bustling crowds like he always does- a look of disgust on his face, holding his posture high and intimidating. In his hand is an apple which has been half-devoured in one bite, and if you meet him later on in the day, you'll see that his hands have made their way behind his back, clasped and slight rigidness to his step.
Who: Kanaya Maryam and You!
Where: Kanaya's shop.
Style: Action, or whatever. I'll follow.
Status: Open!Kanaya Maryams Storefront For Commissioned Ragripping And Seamstressing With Display Space For Artistic Clothing Creations
is finally open again. Kanaya spent about a week getting things repaired and ready in the shop after the bubble was fixed. Even once the debris was cleared and the ruined items tossed, Kanaya took a little time to make some new items for the display room before opening the doors to the public.
*Feel free to backdate, all the way up to when the bubble finally opened back up. If you're there during that first week, the shop will be closed, but unlocked. Kanaya's expecting some friends to come help, after all. After the first week the store will be back to it's regular unusual hours, open whenever Kanaya feels like getting some work done. Please indicate the date when you want a thread to start.
A message will appear in everyone's inbox.We're having a special event this time on the Island. Please come when you have the time.
- Station Master( All was golden in the sky... )
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Who: Varric and anybody
Style: [brackets] or prose either one
It's a beautiful morning in Vatheon. Light shimmers down into the city through the bubble. Fish swim lazily by in the sea. It's also an eventful time, the time of month when new arrivals begin to appear. Many of them will open their eyes and the first thing they will do is gaze in wonder at their new surroundings.
"ANDRASTE'S LEFT ASSCHEEK! THESE WERE NEW BOOTS!"
Others, not so much.
A rather short and stout man stands up in the Plaza, cursing as he does so. He complains about the state of his clothes and stops abruptly. Did he just notice where he was?
"BIANCA!" he cries, reaching behind him and pulling out an odd looking crossbow. Not yet, it seems. "Bianca, talk to me, baby. Are you okay?" He examines the weapon carefully and gives a sigh of relief when it seems the salt water has done no damage.
And only finally then does he realize where he is. Strange architecture, strange looking people, and water. Water everywhere. Why is the sky water? He shakes his head.
"Maker's breath, Hawke, what have you gotten me into this time?"
Yes, of course he's going to blame Hawke for this. Most of the weird situations he gets into are because of Hawke, so it seems like a safe bet.
Leo and Anyonewhat:
Programming the app mentioned here
, but open to hanging out/chatting as well. when:
Every afternoon during curse week starting 5/21. where:
in the park underneath a shady treestyle:
Starting with prose, but will change to match.status:
Leo made his way into the park and picked out a large shady tree with a bench to sit under. If he was going to be spending all afternoon in one place it had to be somewhere comfortable and easy to be spotted in.
Buford was with him and he was using the sentient table to rest his SFC on so he could check for any messages while he waited for people to come get the app programmed in. He had no clue how many takers - if any - there would be, but he hoped that at least a few would be interested. He could really use the money to get some things from the Nostalgia Nook, especially some celestial bronze. He had a few projects lined up and couldn't get anywhere on them without some decent funding.
While he waited, he kept himself busy by fiddling around with some materials he'd gathered from the shopping district and from his magic tool belt. He built tiny machines and then took them apart again to make something new.