tushanshu_logs | EVENT | ALL HALLOWED

EVENT | ALL HALLOWED

Characters: Everyone!
Date: Oct 27th - Nov 2nd
Location: The City of Keeliai
Situation: The kedan have decided to participate in an Earth tradition: Hallowe'en! But there are other mysterious things afoot this holiday and when people start disappearing they'll have to find a way to reverse the effect... though all of their selves might not make it back.
Warnings/Rating: Please indicate content warnings in subject headers as applicable.

As the weather turns crisper, the nights and mornings carry with them a hint of chill promising cooler days to come, the month starts drawing to a close. This is a pleasant time, soon to be the season of harvest even on such a nomad as Tu Vishan. Yet the relations with the kedan have been good lately and even the Emperor's latest warning has not dampened the resilience of her people (both willing citizens and not) and so today marks a new tradition to Keeliai and it starts with receiving a simple, handwritten invitation.

"Come and celebrate the Keeliai of ages past..."

OOC: See the OOC plotting post for event details and this post for assorted subheaders outlining various parts of the plot. Feel free to start your own thread header if none suit, or make your own logs for various threadings... this is just for a central post for the event. Any questions can be directed HERE. Thank you!

NOTE: NPC tagging will be mostly in the Palace Rewards and Touch of Memory threads unless specifically requested elsewhere! Normal rules for players writing NPC interactions remains the same as always.

MID PLOT UPDATE!
Through the course of investigations will be discovered that every Foreigner who went trick or treating has acquired themselves at least one pot of what appears to be iridescent paint, sometimes more than one. Experimenting with these pots (because lbr who doesn't want a few randomly shimmery possessions) oddly enough lets ghosted characters interact with them completely solidly. Which, if you've inadvertently been ignoring someone, might mean you get your new shiny lamp thrown at your head.

Now if people get the smart idea to the paint the paint, that would let ghosted characters get hold of this stuff themselves...

TL;DR - Ghosted characters can paint themselves back into phase. ~~Eating the stuff is also acceptable.~~

I. GIVE A LITTLE, GET A LITTLE!
Trick or Treating (All Sectors) | Palace Rewards

II. SHADOWS AND SHADES
Tangible: Kedan Museum | Disappearances | Investigations
Ghosted: Sense of Loss | Touch of Memory | Shift of Perception | Poltergeisting

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Catty stops, and Vanessa looks at her with surprise before grinning in response. "Yeah? I don't know, maybe you should do less sacrificing this time around."

Part of her kind of wanted to walk, but she hardly ever gets the opportunity to use her abilities on Catty. "Yeah, let's do it."

And she doesn't really hesitate after that, using their contact to tug apart and unravel both of their molecules until they're nothing but air.

"I'll see what I can manage. I mean, I'm basically Jesus at this point, so there has to be something."

And her expression just sort of remains bright as she watches her friend, the way she doesn't hesitate, the easy manner she just shrugs them both into molecules. "You're amazing," she informs her friend as they float through the air. It's always been true, but seeing Vanessa like this, now - the goddess she's meant to be - just hammers it home that much more.

"You are not Jesus." Catty, really. Really. Sometimes Vanessa just can't with her.

"I'm not." Although part of her thinks that sometimes as well. For the most part, though, there's nothing really that amazing about what she's doing. It's just using her powers.

They weave through the air, catching a wind current that does most of the work in bringing them over to Water. It takes barely a second to bring them closer to the ground again and reforming their bodies.

"Uh, child of a deity, died to save the world, resurrected." If Catty had fingers right now, she'd be ticking off the point. There's a sort of giddy feeling in her molecules, brought on by the fact that she's actually allowed to talk about what happened to her now. It's a freedom she hadn't realised she'd enjoy so much. "Sounds pretty Jesus-like to me."

They hit the ground easily - much more smoothly than Catty's been managing lately, she can admit - and she takes the opportunity to throw her arms around Vanessa. "You are amazing," she insists. "And I'm so proud of you."

"Jesus was crucified by unbelievers after being betrayed. And I don't know if being shoved into a cloned body can technically be counted as a resurrection." Her voice holds a tone of humor though. It's a pretty ridiculous idea, after all.

Vanessa's taken by surprised, also a ridiculous idea. It's not like her and Catty don't hug, but every interaction lately has had this new undercurrent that she can't figure out. Still, she hugs Catty back and laughs. "Yeah?"

She pulls back, waving away Vanessa's point as she does so. "Details. What's your problem with Jesus, huh?"

It's been a while since she was really impulsive about anything, so she decides to let herself just go for it this time. It's Halloween, right? Or something close to it. She she drops a quick kiss on her friend's cheek and then grabs her hand, tugging her towards a promising looking shop. "Absolutely." And then, to cover it-- "Trick or treat!"

"I don't have a problem with Jesus. Why would I have a problem with him?"

If Vanessa was privy to Catty's thoughts, she'd wondered why Halloween meant something when it came to kissing. But she's not, so instead she just tries to not blush and think about the kiss, because she really has no idea what to think. "We should have dressed up."

"You seem to be super against the idea that he might have descended from the heavens again, I'm just saying."

Is Vanessa blushing? Catty can't tell, and she has no idea what that would mean if she was. You can infiltrate the inner circle of the most evil being that ever existed and date a bunch of demons, but it doesn't give you any more game. "Goddesses, remember? And in this Sector, heroes." She accepts the bags the kedan hands over with a smile, which she turns on her friend. "See? Here, look inside, what did you get?"

"He descended from the Heavens as Catty Turner? Yeah, I'm definitely against that particular idea."

Jesus was supposed to be a virgin, right? Couldn't be with other people. And - that's definitely a red flag thought. Talking with Annabeth about her thoughts of kissing Catty has thrown her all around. She's letting herself think about things that just aren't possible.

"It's not a very obvious costume." Vanessa smiles back, taking the bag and glancing inside. "Ew. I think there's a tentacle in here..."

"You're so rude," Catty decides, bumping her friend with her hip playfully. She's been doing that a lot lately, finding little excuses to touch Vanessa. That's probably inappropriate.

"What do you have against subtlety, huh?" She giggles a little at the tentacle thing. "Tentacles are great," she reassures the suddenly concerned shopkeeper, before steering Vanessa away. "Here, I'll swap with you. I got a bracelet." She smiles.

Vanessa's nose wrinkles as she laughs, bumping back against Catty. "I'm not rude." She's been noticing that, but she's writing it off as Catty being Catty.

"Halloween isn't supposed to be subtle. That's the point." She makes a slightly distressed face, feeling bad that she's said that in front of the shopkeeper. "In my world, 'ew' is a really good thing."

She'd probably have eaten that tentacle right then and there if Catty hadn't pulled her away.

"No, it's yours. You keep it."

"Ths isn't the most Halloweeny of Halloweens," Catty points out sensibly. She's still holding on to Vanessa, so it's easy for her to grab the other girl's hand. Reaching into her bag, she pulls out the bracelet and ties it around Vanessa's wrist.

"It's yours now. I know you wouldn't give back a present."

"Which is why it should even be less subtle than not subtle at all," Vanessa countered, a smirk twitching to life on her lips. She puts up a protest when Catty grabs her hand, sighing at the bracelet. She shakes her wrist, admiring the two different bracelets there. One from Annabeth, and one from Catty.

"It'd be rude."

Catty manages to keep her expression from shifting at the sight of the other bracelet, bites back the urge to point out that hers is prettier. Annabeth is a good person, and a good friend for Vanessa. She's totally allowed to givbe her bracelets, and Vanessa is allowed to wear them.

"You know, normally I would say it's okay to be rude, but this time I'm going to insist that you have to be uber polite." She snatches Vanessa's bag and fishes out the tentacle, squinting at it. "Dare me to eat it?"

"That's only because you're involved, Catty. I am pretty sure you're biased in this particular case." But her fingers move over the bracelet, and she smiles at her friend. "Anyway, I love it. I wouldn't give it back."

Her nose wrinkles. "I double dog dare you."

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Her eyes sparkle - or at least, that's how it my seem at first, but it's a literal glow as she eyes the tentacle. Phosphorescent. "Well, if it's a double dog dare, I guess I have to." And she dangles it over her mouth before dropping the whole thing. Her face screws up as she chews.

"Okay, bad idea, bad idea."

Vanessa looks away when she sees that, the obvious indicator of what Catty chose to become. It hurts to see, and she isn't sure if it's physical or mental pain on that one.

She glances back in time to see Catty actually eating one of those things, and she makes a face.

"Oh, that's so gross."

Something in her chest aches as Vanessa turns away, even if she hasn't quite twigged on to why. She makes exaggerated choking sounds instead, playing up her stupid life decisions instead of the ones she can't let herself regret.

"You think it's gross? You're not the one eating it!" She picks up the other half of the tentacle and dangles it out towards Vanessa. "I triple dog dare you."

The choking sounds have her hands fluttering, looking Catty over sharply. "Don't do that! What if you really choke?" And then she freaks out and is completely useless, okay.

The look of disgust on her face is extreme. "You're kidding, right?"

"Uh." She swallows properly with no apparent trace of difficulty. "After everything I've survived and didn't survive this far, I'd have to say that it would be really embarrassing if what finally tested my immortality thing was a piece of tentacle."

Dangledangle. "Nope. Do it. Triple dog dare, there's no backing out of that."

"That's how it works, Catty. It's called irony. You'd know that if you ever paid attention in school." Vanessa laughs, mostly because the idea of school anymore is kind of sad. She's almost forgotten that she should be missing it.

"No way. I won't do it." But there's a triple dog dare dangling over her in the form of a tentacle and she does have a certain amount of pride these days. "Oh, fine. Give it to me."

Catty sniffs. "There's a whole song about it, why would I need to go to school to learn what irony means?" And she grins, the expression sticking because of the way Vanessa laughs. The sound makes her want to lean in, get closer, but she resists.

The tentacle keeps dangling. Dangledangle. "Yes," Catty exclaims when her friend agrees, promptly handing the thing over with a wrinkle of her nose.

Vanessa just stares at her. "Sometimes, I really do think you're an alien." Rolling her eyes, but it's obvious she doesn't mean it. This is about as normal as they've been in a long time. Even back home.

She pauses, keeping a tight grip on the slimy tentacle pinched between her fingers. Disgusting. But she tilts her head back and opens her mouth, pooling the thing into her mouth. She wishes she could just swallow it whole, but then she'd probably choke.

That gets a loud laugh from Catty, genuinely pleased. Enough so that she bites back the comment that comes to mind -

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That gets a loud laugh from Catty, genuinely pleased. Enough so that she bites back the comment that comes to mind - <i/sometimes I think I'd rather be.</i>

She watches with an eager sort of anticipation as Vanessa tips the tentacle into her mouth. There's a breathless pause and then she throws her arms into the air, cheering happily. "Go, go, go!"

And then Vanessa chews. It's disgusting, like rubber. Slimy, chewable rubber, and it goes down pretty much the same way. But she's pleased to note that she doesn't gag once, and even if it sits uncomfortably in her stomach now, she's not trying puke in a bush somewhere.

"Ta-da."

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