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deercountry2022-09-21 01:20 pm
clocktowers) wrote in deercountry2022-09-21 01:20 pm
Entry tags:
- alice baskerville (black): holly,
- ange ushiromiya: jelle,
- anna amarande: celene,
- battler ushiromiya: chrono,
- beatrice: mila,
- keith: sailor g,
- lance: charley,
- luca: robin,
- michael: lu,
- oscar pine: basil,
- ozpin: rona,
- penny polendina: kei,
- peter graham: jhey,
- pyrrha dve: silyara,
- ruby rose: josh,
- stanford pines: kei,
- takashi "shiro" shirogane: red,
- wanda maximoff: jade,
- xerxes break: callie
11 . clockhouse rebuilding!
Who: Those who have offered to help rebuild the Clockhouse, and anyone else who'd like to pitch in!
What: An open mingle log to repair after fires and floods.
When: Throughout September, precise dates not specified.
Where: In Gaze, at the forest's edge.
[ When the weather and chaos dies down, work on the Clockhouse picks up. The building was once an old Deerington mansion, luridly green and eccentric; age faded it into half a ruin, and July's fire did the rest. August's flooding came fast and hard, and now there's very little left to salvage.
The first step has been a damage assessment, with volunteers picking through the structurally unstable ruins, finding singed fiction novels, crisped houseplants, and a weird number of melted grandfather clocks. Demolition goes quickly, while Ozpin stands by and does not even try to control the situation.
Volunteers are needed to design the new structure, carry in materials, and build... and then to decorate and enchant what they've created. The few Sleepers with genuine construction experience provide direction, Ozpin sometimes among them, but things are largely chaotic. A few Sleepers provide snacks and cheerleading.
This is a mingle log. Please feel free to make a toplevel, and comment with your character's contributions below! ]
What: An open mingle log to repair after fires and floods.
When: Throughout September, precise dates not specified.
Where: In Gaze, at the forest's edge.
[ When the weather and chaos dies down, work on the Clockhouse picks up. The building was once an old Deerington mansion, luridly green and eccentric; age faded it into half a ruin, and July's fire did the rest. August's flooding came fast and hard, and now there's very little left to salvage.
The first step has been a damage assessment, with volunteers picking through the structurally unstable ruins, finding singed fiction novels, crisped houseplants, and a weird number of melted grandfather clocks. Demolition goes quickly, while Ozpin stands by and does not even try to control the situation.
Volunteers are needed to design the new structure, carry in materials, and build... and then to decorate and enchant what they've created. The few Sleepers with genuine construction experience provide direction, Ozpin sometimes among them, but things are largely chaotic. A few Sleepers provide snacks and cheerleading.
This is a mingle log. Please feel free to make a toplevel, and comment with your character's contributions below! ]
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That's a pretty good description.
[ Sure, what they are is a little more specific, but.. Ange hardly thinks that matters. It's not the most important thing to know about them when you're stuck here, after all. She always finds refering to them as gods - or really, like the witches from their world - works just as fine. ]
It seems that each of them more or less 'rules' over each of the months here, since most of the time only one of them seems to be prominently present here in the city during any given month. [ Ange crosses her arms as she explains. ] During some month you'll find yourself suddenly getting some weird gift, and that means the Pthumerian that's around that month has chosen to be your patron.
[ Which she assumes hasn't happened to Battler yet, considering his reaction now. ]
For some people it happens on their birthday, but for me it was a totally different day, so anything is possible.
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[ He laughs softly. He can take a bit of a breather just to chat, right? Ange will yell at him if she thinks he's being too lazy. ]
How did, uh, yours help you out? What'd you get? How useful is it?
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I'm.. not sure. [ Ange says, a faint shrug of her shoulders following the words. ] I got a pair of dice, but they didn't exactly come with a manual.
[ And, look, Ange is a little reckless. But not enough so to throw a pair of dice for no reason when - for all they know - the outcome could be bad. ]
But the Pthumerian of the month during which I got them really sucks, so I think they probably don't do much good.
[ Hence the wariness when it comes to using them. ]
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[ He seems to look a little far away and thoughtful as he turns that all over in his head. It's... different. Accepting strange, mysterious gifts can be problematic, as they both know very well. He won't warn her about that - she knows enough to handle herself.
He'll still worry, though. ]
Save them for an emergency, I guess.
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[ After all, it's hard to make a situation worse when you're already screwed either way, right? As long as there's still hope in a situation, it feels way too risky to risk everything on those dice. ]
I just hope that whatever Pthumerian takes interest in you, it's at least a better one than the Moss King. [ A slight pause, and then Ange sighs and nearly rolls her eyes as she adds: ] Though most of them suck.
[ She doesn't feel particularly positively about them!
But then again, what else is new when it comes to Ange Ushiromiya. ]
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[ He's not sure he wants to know why he's called the Moss King. There's a lot of weird things you can do with moss, after all. ]
Although really, I think we've both had enough of weird supernatural entities mucking around with our lives at this point, you know? Just let us live!
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Witches have been messing with him for even longer than they have with her, after all. ]
That's exactly what I said when I first found out about this stuff. [ She sighs. ] You'd think we have done our time already.
[ Their mandatory 'supernatural beings toy' time. ]
It's like the two of us just attract these beings somehow.
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[ Listen to him, being all philosophical. ]
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It's not super easy, since admitting she's happy always feels like jinxing it, like inviting in something bad - but on the other hand, there's no way she can deny all of this. ]
Being here.. It isn't so bad. Even though this place kind of sucks at times, the people here are way nicer than pretty much anyone I've ever met back home.
[ Granted, that may have something to do with Ange's specific circumstances.
But she also just thinks the level of niceness of the people in this place is way higher than in their own world. ]
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[ He grins. ]
So make your life here and I'll be right beside you, for as long as I can. Cheering you on. Or helping rebuild a house...
[ Like this one. ]
we can probably wrap this one here! c:
Right. We should probably get back to that, or we're going to be stuck here building it forever.
[ Not that there aren't other people working as well, but.. sshh, Ange just wants to do her part too! ]
Come on, let's see if there's some more we can do.