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- barok van zieks,
- bunta marui,
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- hunter de vil,
- jiang cheng,
- jiang yanli,
- leia rolando,
- madhuri qalli,
- mirai akarui,
- naminé,
- oriphi,
- rokurou rangetsu,
- sora,
- susato mikotoba,
- tenn kujo,
- thoma,
- tianyou zhao,
- vanitas,
- ventus,
- yujin mikotoba
Owl Rescue
✵ MINI EVENT: OWL RESCUE ✵
Late in the month, the blizzard has reached its peak and the skies seem strangely dark and ominous, a soft jingling of bells followed by deep, baritone voice echoes through the skies.
With a mighty bellow the gusting winds clear and for a moment the morning skies seem beautiful and bright, as if the strange blizzard storm had never appeared at all. And then, in perhaps questionably late fashion, a large man dressed in red and astride a giant reindeer descends down to the central plaza.
"Ho ho ho! So this is where that bastard's been trying to hide, eh? I'll give it some credit—it chose a powerful world for its mischief…even if it could still use some work. And it's still just a baby—miracle it's lasted this long." The man, many of which will recognize as the fabled Santa Claus turns to look at the still run down buildings. For a man who is known to being "jolly" and full of holiday spirit, he looks as if he's about to head into war with the large axe at its his side and hardened expression. Just as he's about to say more, he clicks his tongue as a loud SCREEEEEECH is heard in the distance.
"But it won't be around much longer if you kids don't do anything about what's coming."
In the next moment, a large fiery owl large enough to overshadow half the town hovers in the air, the flames dangerously drifting from her feathers.
WHERE ARE THEY…
WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN!!
Her voice shakes the ground, the fire expanding outward as she gives one last heartrending cry filled with anger and agony.
PROMPTS
It's a confusing mess as two large figures have appeared at once, but it's clear that the owl's needs take precedence. With Santa's help, the owl will shrink small enough so that she can wait in the Plaza alongside and wait for those willing to find her eggs and owlets. But she watches over it with an anxious eye, the flames occasionally rising whenever there is a sound of one nearby. Everyone better work fast!
A. Talk with Santa. With Santa remaining with the owl, some may wish to speak to him while the others are working to find the baby owls. Although he plans to speak again once this is over, he will go ahead and answer any questions people may have. All questions may be asked in this thread, and as mentioned in the Game Notes, this will not be an IC thread. It is encouraged for questions to be asked now as it will help speed up dispensing information later.
B. Owl Egg Hunt. The eggs are scattered throughout the town Reverein, the nearby forests, and the lake. As if sensing their danger, the eggs have hidden themselves in various nooks and crannies, which can make it quite difficult to find. Hopefully no one accidentally tries to cook one. However, there are some clues. They will sparkle and will sometimes wiggle and roll out of their hiding place. They can also be "lured" out by friendly, positive emotions, or towards anyone that might exude a feeling of safety, security, and protection. However, if they're frightened the eggs will start to hatch. They sprout wings, legs, or even the beak to try and either escape or protect themselves. The eggs may also take on elemental characteristics, such as turning into a fireball, a block of ice, a giant rock, or a mini cyclone. Another threat will be the snoyotes as the sly buggers will follow would be rescuers to find the egg and try to snatch them and run off.
C. Owlet Panic. For the eggs that have already hatched, the owlets will be panicking and very emotional, causing a great environmental disruption around them. From fire storms to massive blizzards, the babies are out of control. Fortunately they're easy to spot—as well as hear. Their high pitched screeches can be heard from long distances. Calming emotions will be key in trying to soothe them, though dremoation abilities may be needed to get to them first.
D. Owlsitter. Whether already hatched or bursting out after returning to mother owl, the little owlets can be quite the handful. They're born already large enough to fly and while they aren't skilled, they will flutter about here and there. Essentially toddlers, they will get into anything that might interest them and cause mischief. With the owlets capable of casting elemental magic, that can pose a problem as sometimes it can go awry.
E. Snoyotes. The snoyotes are a cross between snake and coyote and they rely on their stealth skills rather than offensive power. They will stick to the shadows and can camouflage themselves well. When they do need to fight, they are tenacious and will try to sink their venomous fangs into their assailant. The venom is paralytic and is potent and fast acting. Although not always enough to kill, if enough venom makes its way to the heart then there might be trouble. As mentioned they will follow those looking for eggs to try and snatch them first, but some may be hunting other eggs. It's not necessary to kill them, driving them off to the Wild Canyons will do.
[Mod Note: Details on this mini event can be found here and we request all thread submissions to be made here. Reminder that this mini event is opt-in.]
Late in the month, the blizzard has reached its peak and the skies seem strangely dark and ominous, a soft jingling of bells followed by deep, baritone voice echoes through the skies.
Gone away are the reindeer
Out to play are the dreamers
To lead their return, we gather in snow
All to bring the lost presents home
In the shadows we can build a snowman
To protect the sleigh that's full and bright.
Mimics will attack, and we'll say, "No, man!"
Only the real presents here will do!
We'll raise our mugs to the fire
Raise our voices higher and higher
Then we'll slash through our foes
From head down to their toes
All to save this Christmas Wonderland
Out to play are the dreamers
To lead their return, we gather in snow
All to bring the lost presents home
In the shadows we can build a snowman
To protect the sleigh that's full and bright.
Mimics will attack, and we'll say, "No, man!"
Only the real presents here will do!
We'll raise our mugs to the fire
Raise our voices higher and higher
Then we'll slash through our foes
From head down to their toes
All to save this Christmas Wonderland
In the city we can make some string lights
Beautiful and bright just like the stars
With a little magic, we'll be alright
And top everything off with just a Star
A star so big and bright
with magic all around
shining with all its might
making the world go 'round!
So come join us, all ye citizens
of this little festive town.
Guard your hearts with love and laughter,
and we'll bring this foul Grinch down!
Beautiful and bright just like the stars
With a little magic, we'll be alright
And top everything off with just a Star
A star so big and bright
with magic all around
shining with all its might
making the world go 'round!
So come join us, all ye citizens
of this little festive town.
Guard your hearts with love and laughter,
and we'll bring this foul Grinch down!
With a mighty bellow the gusting winds clear and for a moment the morning skies seem beautiful and bright, as if the strange blizzard storm had never appeared at all. And then, in perhaps questionably late fashion, a large man dressed in red and astride a giant reindeer descends down to the central plaza.
"Ho ho ho! So this is where that bastard's been trying to hide, eh? I'll give it some credit—it chose a powerful world for its mischief…even if it could still use some work. And it's still just a baby—miracle it's lasted this long." The man, many of which will recognize as the fabled Santa Claus turns to look at the still run down buildings. For a man who is known to being "jolly" and full of holiday spirit, he looks as if he's about to head into war with the large axe at its his side and hardened expression. Just as he's about to say more, he clicks his tongue as a loud SCREEEEEECH is heard in the distance.
"But it won't be around much longer if you kids don't do anything about what's coming."
In the next moment, a large fiery owl large enough to overshadow half the town hovers in the air, the flames dangerously drifting from her feathers.
WHERE ARE MY CHILDREN!!
Her voice shakes the ground, the fire expanding outward as she gives one last heartrending cry filled with anger and agony.
PROMPTS
It's a confusing mess as two large figures have appeared at once, but it's clear that the owl's needs take precedence. With Santa's help, the owl will shrink small enough so that she can wait in the Plaza alongside and wait for those willing to find her eggs and owlets. But she watches over it with an anxious eye, the flames occasionally rising whenever there is a sound of one nearby. Everyone better work fast!
A. Talk with Santa. With Santa remaining with the owl, some may wish to speak to him while the others are working to find the baby owls. Although he plans to speak again once this is over, he will go ahead and answer any questions people may have. All questions may be asked in this thread, and as mentioned in the Game Notes, this will not be an IC thread. It is encouraged for questions to be asked now as it will help speed up dispensing information later.
B. Owl Egg Hunt. The eggs are scattered throughout the town Reverein, the nearby forests, and the lake. As if sensing their danger, the eggs have hidden themselves in various nooks and crannies, which can make it quite difficult to find. Hopefully no one accidentally tries to cook one. However, there are some clues. They will sparkle and will sometimes wiggle and roll out of their hiding place. They can also be "lured" out by friendly, positive emotions, or towards anyone that might exude a feeling of safety, security, and protection. However, if they're frightened the eggs will start to hatch. They sprout wings, legs, or even the beak to try and either escape or protect themselves. The eggs may also take on elemental characteristics, such as turning into a fireball, a block of ice, a giant rock, or a mini cyclone. Another threat will be the snoyotes as the sly buggers will follow would be rescuers to find the egg and try to snatch them and run off.
C. Owlet Panic. For the eggs that have already hatched, the owlets will be panicking and very emotional, causing a great environmental disruption around them. From fire storms to massive blizzards, the babies are out of control. Fortunately they're easy to spot—as well as hear. Their high pitched screeches can be heard from long distances. Calming emotions will be key in trying to soothe them, though dremoation abilities may be needed to get to them first.D. Owlsitter. Whether already hatched or bursting out after returning to mother owl, the little owlets can be quite the handful. They're born already large enough to fly and while they aren't skilled, they will flutter about here and there. Essentially toddlers, they will get into anything that might interest them and cause mischief. With the owlets capable of casting elemental magic, that can pose a problem as sometimes it can go awry.
E. Snoyotes. The snoyotes are a cross between snake and coyote and they rely on their stealth skills rather than offensive power. They will stick to the shadows and can camouflage themselves well. When they do need to fight, they are tenacious and will try to sink their venomous fangs into their assailant. The venom is paralytic and is potent and fast acting. Although not always enough to kill, if enough venom makes its way to the heart then there might be trouble. As mentioned they will follow those looking for eggs to try and snatch them first, but some may be hunting other eggs. It's not necessary to kill them, driving them off to the Wild Canyons will do.
» BONUS: FANG COLLECTION. Although highly potent, the venom stored within the fangs of the snoyotes can be used in anti-venom remedies (and poisons). Collecting them will need some care. In addition, defanging a snoyote is one way to keep it away for those unwilling to kill. Their fangs will grow back so would be an effective way to farm fangs later.
[Mod Note: Details on this mini event can be found here and we request all thread submissions to be made here. Reminder that this mini event is opt-in.]
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How good are you with that dreamotion energy? I can sing, but some help carrying the sound waves to it wouldn't hurt!
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I can use a little of it...! I've been practicing.
[ Quite a considerable amount of practice, in fact. Soon enough, however, her expression scrunches. ]
But I've never done anything with sound before. I--
[ The 'I don't know if I can help,' falls back down her throat. She's been making an effort not to be helpless lately, hasn't she? So she'll swallow her uncertainty and say instead, ]
I'll-- try my best. [ Still contemplative, ] I think I might have an idea of what spell to use.
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Here I go...!
[ He takes five seconds to mentally shift gears. Think of a lullaby, remember the key it's in, and project a voice that's less energized from his usual-- something more like what would be used to calm a crying baby. ]
Hush-a-bye, Hush-a-bye.
My boy is a good baby
Sleep, baby sleep...
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Right...!
[ Carefully unwinding one hand from her support, the lass lifts it, fingers curled. It takes 'til a few words into the song before she's ready, but once she is, ]
Aero!
[ A burst of air from her direction catches against the wind, the two gusts cancelling each other out for a moment. It's unsteady, but whatever current her magic's producing seems to be fighting against the one conjured by the owlet, calming the air around them somewhat. The radius, however, isn't large enough to reach the bird directly; Naminé can hear Marui more clearly now, but, ]
I'm not sure it's enough...! [ Already contemplating alternatives, ] Maybe if you sing louder...
[ Although that's not very calming, is it? ]
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That said, a slight change of tactic might be what they really need here. If he can't sing loud enough for the lullaby to reach the owlet's ears and still sound like a lullaby, he'll have to pick a different kind of song, won't he?
Considering the power of dreamotion, that isn't be such a bad idea anyway. That old classic lullaby didn't do much for him at all-- what a yawner!
(Perhaps the point of it?)]Okay, try and carry this!
[ This time, he chooses a catchy radio hit he likes, something warm and uplifting that he can infuse with his own positive energy. It might not be soothing like a lullaby, but it makes Marui feel good when he hears it, so maybe it'll make the owlet feel good too.
Sure enough, trying that is already doing something. That good feeling from thinking about this song and singing it is almost tangible at his fingertips, like living energy. He directs it out alongside the girl's gust of wind and watches something almost resembling a sunbeam it begin carving a path through the owlet's gusts for the girl's spell to travel onwards. ]
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Sure.
[ Though she's always been the quiet type, Naminé finds she enjoys this song more once she hears it start. Or - it might just be that it suits his nature better to sing it; whatever the case, it's a welcome change of pace. Despite her concentration on keeping the force of the wind she's conjuring as exactly opposite to the owlet's as she can manage, it doesn't escape Naminé that they're finally beginning to make headway. The feeling of the song washes over her, too, and abruptly she's reminded of how much emotion plays a part in the state of this place, just as it does in the magic itself.
So it may be that she's thinking of this too much as a battle and not enough as an attempt to soothe a tantrum. Though harming the panicking bird was never her intention, suddenly it seems prudent to make not harming it a more obvious priority. Gradually, the tone of her spell changes alongside the assistance of Marui's singing; the gust she's been creating becomes something else, less an opposite force and more gentler sort of negation, a cessation of the wind altogether as the air calms in places along the path of his efforts.
This, too, is more in keeping with her own inclinations, kindhearted as she is. Though she might not speak it aloud, the placid feeling in the air that's made peaceful by her magic says the, 'We're not going to hurt you,' that she doesn't. ]
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Finally, after a few minutes, their combined dreamotion energy reaches the owlet. It seems startled at first, but as the seconds pass, it begins to settle. The winds calm, and less and less of that spell is needed for Marui's voice to carry. With the air growing increasingly still, he invites her to accompany him with a gesture of his arm and a grin. Because he can sense that new message of hers, too, and he knows it's playing a big role in soothing the owlet too. It was their teamwork that made this possible. ]
Nice work! Now let's show this baby the way back to its mama.
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It's been a while since she's needed to use any significant amount of magic for quite so long, and perhaps the first time doing so with dreamotion energy. Somewhat to her own surprise, she's able to sustain the effort - but she still has to breathe a sigh of relief when the air finally calms and she's able to let her arms fall, voice trailing off in her throat.
Brushing her hair back into place with one hand, Naminé glances up at his words. A tentative smile flickers across her face, then comes back to take a more permanent place. ]
You too...! [ Tilting her head slightly, the girl turns to regard the owlet, still a bit cautious when she steps away from the pole. ] Do you think it'll listen?
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[ And the mood they're making is happy and relaxed. The song was a good idea, but not for the reason Marui originally intended. Turns out that regardless of how directly helpful it was in calming the owlet down, it was effective at setting the atmosphere. And maybe that was what the owlet really needed to reach it: calm and positive emotions from others nearby.
In any case, with the winds settling, Marui is able to approach it more easily. He maintains an easygoing cheer and a coaxing tone, and within a few minutes has it following him on the ground like a little chick.
He flashes a warm smile at his impromptu teammate. ]
Don't think I caught your name in all that. I'm Marui. [ He tosses his head lightly in the direction of the plaza. ] Shall we go?
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Perhaps communication really is as simple as giving out the proper mood. Curling a hand to her mouth, the lass has to hold down a laugh as the owlet trails after Marui. Glancing up when she spots him looking her way, Naminé lets her arm fall so that she can offer a smaller yet no less gentle smile in return. Her brows jump at the introduction, her posture straightening as she mentally prepares to follow suit, but first, ]
Yes - let's.
[ The sooner they get the poor owlet to its mother, the better. Taking a few steps to stand alongside Marui so that they can head in the direction he indicated, ]
And-- my name is Naminé. [ With a slight curling higher of her smile, ] It's nice to meet you, Marui. I have to say, that was-- one of the most adventurous first meetings I've had in a while.
[ It's been a bit since the Halloween incident. ]
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Nice to meet you, too. [He says with a return smile.] This place doesn't disappoint when it comes to keeping things exciting, does it?
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No, not at all...!
[ Perhaps that's just the nature of dreams, given how freely changeable they are. Turning to cast a warm glance over her shoulder at the owlet, ]
In the best kinds of ways. When there's an adventure here, it usually seems to have a happy ending.
[ In her experience, anyway. ]
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As he strolls along at his typical relaxed pace, he reaches into his pocket and unwraps a cube of green bubble gum, popping it in his mouth.]
Yeah. Well, unless you're a snoyote. Want a piece? It's apple flavor.
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I suppose it does depend which side you're on. [ Bad guys tend to get the worst of it in those fairytale stories. Perking at the offer, ]
Oh, I like apple...! [ is what pops out of her mouth first, unaccustomed as she is to being confronted with the promise of fruit-flavored treats. Growing bashful a moment later, ] I mean-- yes, please.