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Entry tags:
- *event,
- ahiru: timmy,
- altaïr ibn la-ahad: tea,
- alucard: timmy,
- anakin skywalker: michele,
- anakin solo: ellie,
- ange ushiromiya: jelle,
- anna amarande: celene,
- ariane yeong: floral,
- beatrice: mila,
- chizuru yukimura: jelle,
- darth maul: shade,
- echo: kaito,
- elster: zero,
- ezra bridger: lis,
- fiddleford mcgucket: inkwell,
- jinx: bekka,
- kainé: ava,
- keith: sailor g,
- lance: charley,
- lord asriel belacqua: min,
- luke skywalker: skyla,
- luz noceda: pedro,
- maria thorpe: jaina,
- peter graham: jhey,
- rey: valkryie,
- ritsuka aoyagi: jax,
- savage opress: vette,
- scorpia: gore,
- sharon da silva: lunare,
- sunny: cake,
- the abomination: alba,
- trevor belmont: michele,
- vi: aeri,
- xuan he: prox
and my heart went 'boom!'
FEBRUARY 2023 EVENT
BAD LUCK OF THE EARLY WORM
GETTING TO KNOW ALL ABOUT YOU
LONELY HEARTS CLUB
CODING
Due to the cyclical nature of Trench, prompts from the PREVIOUS FEBRUARY are available for use again. Please note when you are using this years prompts vs last years prompts when plotting or writing top-levels to avoid confusion.
IMAGE DESCRIPTORS IN ORDER OF APPEARANCE
Prompt One
[Image One: A broken mirror with a woman looking into it, pressing her fingers against the glass. ]
[Image Two: A rose lit up like embers. ]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Neon hearts glowing on a wall. ]
[Image Two: A pocket watch on top of a book page. ]
Prompt Three
[Image One: A young woman with dark hair standing in the snow with red flowers. ]
[Image Two: Footprints in the snow. ]
Prompt One
[Image One: A broken mirror with a woman looking into it, pressing her fingers against the glass. ]
[Image Two: A rose lit up like embers. ]
Prompt Two
[Image One: Neon hearts glowing on a wall. ]
[Image Two: A pocket watch on top of a book page. ]
Prompt Three
[Image One: A young woman with dark hair standing in the snow with red flowers. ]
[Image Two: Footprints in the snow. ]
WHEN: February
WHERE: All around the city
CONTENT WARNINGS: Curses, violence, danger, misfortune
WHERE: All around the city
CONTENT WARNINGS: Curses, violence, danger, misfortune
Everyone has their own streak of bad times. There are some days or weeks whre it feels like nothing is going right. Most people would try and tell say that it's just the tendency to focus on the negative. That it can be relieved by writing down all the good things that happen in our lives, because we have a tendency to only ever focus on the bad. And maybe most of the time, people are right! Maybe the idea of luck really is just perspective.
But not in Trench. Not this month.
No matter what way it's looked at, bad luck seems to be clinging to some people. It might start out small, with simple things like knocking over a favorite drink or snack, or ruining a project that had hours invested into it. Then it might become bigger. A person might start to trip over things and injuring themselves, they might get lost in a blizzard and nearly freeze before finding their way home or to someone they know. Eventually, it could even become undeniably dangerous. The person impacted by bad luck could start to notice corruption levels rising quickly, they could start to turn into a beast at random, they could start to attract violent beasts to them and put themselves or others at risk with heavy battles. The possibilities seem to be endless and none of them are good. Did someone break a mirror? Or twenty?
It will be easy to see that this isn't just impacting one person. Sleepers and Trenchies alike seem to be being plagued by streaks of bad luck across the board. Luckily, the locals seem to know what to do about it. Bad luck pops up from time to time, and of course there would be a ritual to help cleanse it.
Small vendors will start to pop up through the city selling wooden carvings that they promise will absorb all the bad luck that's been going around and dispell it with a simple ritual. A drop of blood from the person impacted and a drop of blood from someone they are close should be placed upon the carving. The blood types of the persons involved should not match (i.e. Coldblood/Coldblood would not work, but Coldblood/Warmblood would). It must be left to soak into the wood overnight, leaving behind deep red stains. The carving must then be placed with a fully bloomed rose and burned in the entrance doorway to the home of the inflicted. The ashes should then be placed into a container and kept somewhere in the home for the duration of February, to make sure that the bad luck stays away.
It seems like it really works! The tricky part is making sure that the bad luck following doesn't get in the way of the ritual while the blood is soaking over night. It may be best for both parties involved to hunker down together until morning, just in case. Time to break out the small talk. Or the deep, meaningful conversations that can sometimes happen in the middle of the night.
But not in Trench. Not this month.
No matter what way it's looked at, bad luck seems to be clinging to some people. It might start out small, with simple things like knocking over a favorite drink or snack, or ruining a project that had hours invested into it. Then it might become bigger. A person might start to trip over things and injuring themselves, they might get lost in a blizzard and nearly freeze before finding their way home or to someone they know. Eventually, it could even become undeniably dangerous. The person impacted by bad luck could start to notice corruption levels rising quickly, they could start to turn into a beast at random, they could start to attract violent beasts to them and put themselves or others at risk with heavy battles. The possibilities seem to be endless and none of them are good. Did someone break a mirror? Or twenty?
It will be easy to see that this isn't just impacting one person. Sleepers and Trenchies alike seem to be being plagued by streaks of bad luck across the board. Luckily, the locals seem to know what to do about it. Bad luck pops up from time to time, and of course there would be a ritual to help cleanse it.
Small vendors will start to pop up through the city selling wooden carvings that they promise will absorb all the bad luck that's been going around and dispell it with a simple ritual. A drop of blood from the person impacted and a drop of blood from someone they are close should be placed upon the carving. The blood types of the persons involved should not match (i.e. Coldblood/Coldblood would not work, but Coldblood/Warmblood would). It must be left to soak into the wood overnight, leaving behind deep red stains. The carving must then be placed with a fully bloomed rose and burned in the entrance doorway to the home of the inflicted. The ashes should then be placed into a container and kept somewhere in the home for the duration of February, to make sure that the bad luck stays away.
It seems like it really works! The tricky part is making sure that the bad luck following doesn't get in the way of the ritual while the blood is soaking over night. It may be best for both parties involved to hunker down together until morning, just in case. Time to break out the small talk. Or the deep, meaningful conversations that can sometimes happen in the middle of the night.
WHEN: February
WHERE: A magic room in the city.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Reference to mild shocks. Forced honesty. Embarrassment. Lots and lots of embarrassment.
WHERE: A magic room in the city.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Reference to mild shocks. Forced honesty. Embarrassment. Lots and lots of embarrassment.
Honestly, after being in Trench for so long, people should be used to not ending up in the destination they initially intended for. This month, it seems like the city is trying to encourage people to social, to form new bonds, whether they're romantic, platonic, familial, or any other option one could think of. The bright idea this month for that sort of thing?
Speed dating.
It's not traditional speed dating, necessarily. No one is here to exclusively seek romantic partners, although there are certainly options for it. And it's not something people are signing up for out of their own free will. Instead, people seem to simply show up at the event, with no real recollection of how they got there. Maybe they just woke up on one of the comfy couches and found a "Hi, my name is..." sticker slapped on them. Or maybe they were wandering in the snow and got lost, ending up finding shelter in this strange place, and are now forced to participate until the blizzard passes. All in all, it's harmless fun, isn't it? Who doesn't need a few new friends.
Each person will have a small information blurb given about them that can't be seen by the naked eye, but will appear as soon as someone looks at the other party through their omni. What the blurb says is unique to each person, but it might become clear pretty quickly that they didn't write it themselves... Deerington survivors may find themselves having flashbacks to the days of DeerlyBeloved.
Pairings are completely random. People will be given a series of random questions they can ask one another or they can always feel free to make up their own. Anyone who tries to lie or avoid answering a question might feel a small shock from the chair they're sitting in, one that gets stronger with every lie they tell. The after effects of the shock seem to encourage the need to answer the question with full transparency. It's important to tell the truth when getting to know someone, after all.
After five minutes, both parties can either press a button beside their chair to continue talking to the person they're paired with, or they can move on to the next pairing. Both parties have to press the button in order to stay where they are.
Have fun and remember to always be honest!
Speed dating.
It's not traditional speed dating, necessarily. No one is here to exclusively seek romantic partners, although there are certainly options for it. And it's not something people are signing up for out of their own free will. Instead, people seem to simply show up at the event, with no real recollection of how they got there. Maybe they just woke up on one of the comfy couches and found a "Hi, my name is..." sticker slapped on them. Or maybe they were wandering in the snow and got lost, ending up finding shelter in this strange place, and are now forced to participate until the blizzard passes. All in all, it's harmless fun, isn't it? Who doesn't need a few new friends.
Each person will have a small information blurb given about them that can't be seen by the naked eye, but will appear as soon as someone looks at the other party through their omni. What the blurb says is unique to each person, but it might become clear pretty quickly that they didn't write it themselves... Deerington survivors may find themselves having flashbacks to the days of DeerlyBeloved.
Pairings are completely random. People will be given a series of random questions they can ask one another or they can always feel free to make up their own. Anyone who tries to lie or avoid answering a question might feel a small shock from the chair they're sitting in, one that gets stronger with every lie they tell. The after effects of the shock seem to encourage the need to answer the question with full transparency. It's important to tell the truth when getting to know someone, after all.
After five minutes, both parties can either press a button beside their chair to continue talking to the person they're paired with, or they can move on to the next pairing. Both parties have to press the button in order to stay where they are.
Have fun and remember to always be honest!
WHEN: February
WHERE: Trenchwood and throughout the city.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Violence, abuse of power, jealousy, possession, supernatural events, possible death from elemental exposure
WHERE: Trenchwood and throughout the city.
CONTENT WARNINGS: Violence, abuse of power, jealousy, possession, supernatural events, possible death from elemental exposure
There's a tale that comes up around this time of year, one that seems to be an old favorite in Trench. Long ago, in the heart of a blizzard, a young woman was found wandering in Trenchwood. She wore only thin fabrics to keep herself warm and had no shoes. Her skin felt cold as ice. The Hunters who found her quickly brought her into town, giving her shelter in a local in to try and get her warm. She stayed for many nights and it didn't take long for the inn keeper to fall in love with her. But she did not seem to return to his feelings and so he was heartbroken and jealous of all the other men who gave her attention. He demanded she offer him something in trade for her stay and when she could offer nothing, he threw her back out into the snow. The woman went back to the woods and some could hear her howling in anguish, carried through on the strong winds of the blizzard. The Hunters tried to find her, following her cries, but they were unable to, and had to return home before they too might freeze to death. The innkeeper was shunned from the town and forced to leave the city for his cruelty, but nothing stopped the howls of the snow woman.
Throughout the month of February, people will start to hear that the sound of the wind blowing strongly through the streets is starting to sound a little more human-like. The woman's cries will be heard in empty alleys, will be loudest near the edge of the woods, and can even penetrate into dreams. The cries might sometimes sound like cries for help, begging for someone to help save her from the cold. There will be a compulsion that sets deep into the bones of some and many will find it hard to resist her call. Eventually, they may even go looking for her in the woods, trying to brave the winter storms to help the lost snow woman.
Those who give in to that temptation will eventually find the snow woman, but she will not be friendly when found. Her skin has turned a pale white, her lips blue, her eyes glowing a bright red, her long hair blowing every which way in the wind. She will rush at whoever she sees, but instead of giving a physical blow to guard against, she will go through any solid objects and latch on to the soul of her target, possessing their bodies. Male or female, it doesn't seem to matter, she simply wants a chance at life again.
Those who are possessed by the snow woman will not realize they are possessed. They will forget why it was they came out into the woods looking for and will return to the city in a daze. As time passes, they will find that they become irritated by any signs of affection, will become physically aggressive towards couples they see around them, and will attack those who care about them most. The spirit does not necessarily hate love: instead, they see affection as a possible risk for all those who love others. Jealousy kills and she wants to save everyone around her from it, as well as keeping herself safe from losing this new chance at life.
Signs of possession outside of the aggression can be noticed by others. The possessed person will have: ice cold skin, blue-tinged lips, they might shiver even when inside where it's warm, and an aversion to fire or warm/hot water.
Information on how to banish the snow woman from another's body can be found in a book of local legends. This book is sold in stores or can be found in the Archives. To save someone from the snow woman, people must tell the possessed person the things they love most about them. It will cause the possessed person to react violently, so it is suggested that they be restrained during the process. The longer they are forced to hear the positive messages about love, the feelings that they can stir up in another (whether platonic or romantic), and the safety that can be found in that love, the more weakened the hold from the snow woman will be. When the possessed person eventually stops struggling, a cut must be made on the back of their neck, before a cloth soaked in warm rose water must be placed on top of the wound. Their skin will begin to steam before a large gust of snow will pour from their mouth, swirling around the room, and smash through the window. It's suggested to leave it open if you'd like to save the glass.
Throughout the month of February, people will start to hear that the sound of the wind blowing strongly through the streets is starting to sound a little more human-like. The woman's cries will be heard in empty alleys, will be loudest near the edge of the woods, and can even penetrate into dreams. The cries might sometimes sound like cries for help, begging for someone to help save her from the cold. There will be a compulsion that sets deep into the bones of some and many will find it hard to resist her call. Eventually, they may even go looking for her in the woods, trying to brave the winter storms to help the lost snow woman.
Those who give in to that temptation will eventually find the snow woman, but she will not be friendly when found. Her skin has turned a pale white, her lips blue, her eyes glowing a bright red, her long hair blowing every which way in the wind. She will rush at whoever she sees, but instead of giving a physical blow to guard against, she will go through any solid objects and latch on to the soul of her target, possessing their bodies. Male or female, it doesn't seem to matter, she simply wants a chance at life again.
Those who are possessed by the snow woman will not realize they are possessed. They will forget why it was they came out into the woods looking for and will return to the city in a daze. As time passes, they will find that they become irritated by any signs of affection, will become physically aggressive towards couples they see around them, and will attack those who care about them most. The spirit does not necessarily hate love: instead, they see affection as a possible risk for all those who love others. Jealousy kills and she wants to save everyone around her from it, as well as keeping herself safe from losing this new chance at life.
Signs of possession outside of the aggression can be noticed by others. The possessed person will have: ice cold skin, blue-tinged lips, they might shiver even when inside where it's warm, and an aversion to fire or warm/hot water.
Information on how to banish the snow woman from another's body can be found in a book of local legends. This book is sold in stores or can be found in the Archives. To save someone from the snow woman, people must tell the possessed person the things they love most about them. It will cause the possessed person to react violently, so it is suggested that they be restrained during the process. The longer they are forced to hear the positive messages about love, the feelings that they can stir up in another (whether platonic or romantic), and the safety that can be found in that love, the more weakened the hold from the snow woman will be. When the possessed person eventually stops struggling, a cut must be made on the back of their neck, before a cloth soaked in warm rose water must be placed on top of the wound. Their skin will begin to steam before a large gust of snow will pour from their mouth, swirling around the room, and smash through the window. It's suggested to leave it open if you'd like to save the glass.
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[ She's a touch slow to agree with it, but.. well, Chizuru figures that she ought to be able to help Scorpia even if she does stay out of tail range. That's still close enough to her to be able to tell if there's more danger, after all! ]
Do you think we should go right away? I'll, um-- I'll put the groceries away when we get back. [ In case Scorpia's bad luck isn't cleared up by then.. It's not like they actually want to ruin all their groceries. ] But I think it's better to make sure this turns around for you as soon as possible..
[ Before her pal seriously injures herself. ]
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I'm sure the groceries will be fine. If you're ready, we'll just... head on out! [She says as she heads to the door.] The search for luck begins! [She goes to open the door, only to walk smack into it, as the door seems to be jammed.] ...Huh.
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Especially since she is being good and listening to Scorpia's instructions. Which means staying away from the stringer, and that requires standing a small distance back, making it even harder to tell what's going on ahead of her there. ]
Is.. something else wrong..?
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Kinda! Just a little, little bitty thing. The door seems to be... jammed or something? It just won't open. And it kinda feels like it might break if I keep at it. Ooh, maybe we should just try exiting from the window for once! How does that sound?
[She clambers right over towards the nearest window!]
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Chizuru would hate to question her friend, but on the other hand, that also seems.. kind of dangerous, especially if Scorpia is already having bad luck..
Clearly the best middle ground to go with here is to not stop Scorpia necessarily, but to at least call out: ]
B-Be careful!
[ --and also stand there ready to try and help out in case even this goes wrong. Before Scorpia gets hurt. ]
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[She gives a laugh as she opens the window.]
See? I'll go right through, easy-peasy!
[Scorpia starts to go through the window, although the window comes down halfway through, pinning her there.]
Oof! Okay that, that might not have gone as planned...
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.. or maybe not exactly, since she figured that if there was an accident, it would probably involve Scorpia tumbling out of the window, not getting stuck in it. Still, the sound of the window rolling down on her friend makes Chizuru yelp in surprise, torn between the desire to obey Scorpia's instructions to not get too close to the stinger and the desire to move closer and help her friend. ]
Scorpia, are you-- are you stuck?
[ For now she remains standing where she was a moment ago, but she's also still of half a mind to rush in to help if the other can't free herself, Chizuru's own safety be damned.. ]
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[She tries to wiggle around a little and kicks her legs, but it's to little avail. The lower half of her body's in the house, while the upper half pokes outside. With her pincers and tail, it's extra difficult to work this out. Especially because she doesn't want to break their window!
Scorpia relents with a sigh.]
Okay, maybe I'm... a little stuck.
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[ It's an easy decision now, at least. With the factor of Scorpia potentially being able to free herself at play, it would have been a little more difficult, thinking that maybe she should leave it up to the other if Scorpia's wish was for her to not get close..
But right now? If Scorpia can't free herself, Chizuru will do it, even if it's dangerous.
There's no other choice.
At least she does first announce: ]
So.. I'll come closer now, okay..?
[ Maybe she's giving Scorpia the chance to try and control her tail, even if the other might not have much of actual control over that right now. ]
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Sure! Just, uh, try not to get too close to me! If you can just... get the window fully back open again, that'd be great! [She does try to keep her tail on the opposite side of her body from where Chizuru's voice was coming from. So hopefully she can get over to her without any obstacles!]
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Which means the only option is to raise the frame with her hands. She carefully steps closer, trying to stay on the opposite side of that tail, and then reaches out towards the window. It's hard to lift it and keep some distance, b-but she's trying, and the window does start to lift..
.. but only a little bit.
Chizuru has short arms, after all. ]
I-Is this enough? If it's not, I'll have to come even closer after all..
[ Can you tiger crawl through the small window opening, Scorpia. ]
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I... think I can work with this? Hold on...
[With that, she wiggles and pushes herself forward, making progress once more! Now she'll start to slide herself right through the opening.
But be careful, because while she's trying to spill herself through the window, her tail will swing around and could end up dragging Chizuru along for the ride if she's not careful!]
Success!! [She calls out when she finds herself on the ground outside!]
cw: blood
.. which probably is already saying a whole lot about what's going on back there without Scorpia having to even look back at Chizuru. After all, sure, the other is trying to be careful here. But Chizuru is also as thin as a twig, and there's only so much one can do in that case to try and resist being dragged along for the ride.
Which means that's exactly what's happening to her. Scorpia's tail moves, Chizuru tries to dodge but can't get out of the way in time, and that means she's also dragged through the window - in a way that isn't exactly smooth or elegant, the girl hitting her head against the frame before she lands on the ground outside, almost right next to Scorpia.
There's a cut on her head, paleblood spilling out onto the grass. ]
Oh..
[ It's a soft, pained noise. A-At least it means she's alive?! It's not like it's a huge amount of blood either... ]
cw: blood
Ch-Chizu? How did you... Oh gosh, did I...
[Her eyes quickly narrow in on the wound.]
Oh no!! Chizu! I... I bled you!! I'm so sorry! What have I done?!
cw: blood
I'm alright..
[ .. you know.
Despite the blood. It's still dripping. ]
J-Just give me a moment.. You're fine, Scorpia..
cw: blood
[She scrambles to find anything on her person that can be helpful. She forgot to bring a first aid kit, but she has moist towelettes on her! So she tries to dap at Chizuru's wound with some.]
Hang in there, Chizu!! I'm here for you, girl!
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Thankfully blood is never as much of a problem for Chizuru, and as Scorpia is frantically trying to do her best to clean up the blood, Chizuru is moving to sit up.
.. actually, the cut may be healing right in front of Scorpia's eyes, right underneath her touch. The skin just knits itself back together like it was never open to begin with, the blood the only tangible evidence that Chizuru was wounded at all.
She gives the other a nervous little smile. ]
See? I told you that you're fine. That stuff only lasts a moment for me.. [ So she certainly isn't bothered by it, even though it hurt. I-It's fine, she can endure a little pain! And now the wound is gone, so we're clearly all good now..!! ]
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Whoa!! [She looks at the towelette for a moment, mystified, but then she listens to what Chizuru has to say and quietly lowers it.]
Oh, so that - that was you. Of course it was! You are just full of wonders, Chizu.
[Scorpia might just be a little disappointed that she didn't turn out to have a magical moist towelette on her. But most importantly, the wound's closed.]
So are you sure it's fine, Chizu? No pain or nothing? You still good to go? Still... wanna come with me?
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I'm fine. I'm sure of it.
[ It's not like this is the first time a wound has just healed up like this for her, after all. It's not even the biggest wound she's had it happen with either. Something like this feels more like a bruise in comparison.
Besides, she doesn't want to linger on it for longer than absolutely necessary. She's grown a little less scared of showing off her power here after all this time, but it still makes her the tiniest bit antsy. Especially when Scorpia calls her full of wonders, and Chizuru's mind is instantly ready to intepret it as something bad.
Which clearly just means she has to move on from that thought before that can happen. ]
Come on. We should go quickly, before something else happens.. [ And not just to Chizuru! ]
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[With that, Scorpia gets up on her feet and starts to distance herself from Chizuru. She stumbles a little in the process, but she manages to stay on her feet.]
Alright Chizu, let's get that clover!
[And so off they go to adventure! And hopefully a solution to the luck problem eventually, even if it's not the one they were thinking of.]