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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2015-04-14 11:30 pm

[EVENT|4TH WALL] THE NEWCOMERS’ ARRIVAL | APRIL 15-22

Characters: ALL and plus ones.
Date: April 15-22 2015 (2016 in-game)
Location: Farmlands outside the city walls, but this log can also be used for locations within the city.
Situation: Spring planting - fourth wall event, week one!
Warnings/Rating: Add warnings as needed.

The days for the festival dawn sunny if a bit chilly, but the air is clear and the soggy ground has dried enough that there isn’t too much mud in the lanes between fields and homesteads. The broad dirt path to the Woodsmen’s land leads past the tram-line construction, lined with waving ribbons on sticks along the sides. The Woodsmen’s territory circles the city, separated from the city’s walls by five hundred yards of neutral land.

The festival’s central area is Liangken’s Clearing, and this is where the festival will begin and end each day. Liangken is an ancient tree, among the oldest on the turtle’s back. Though it doesn’t flower or bear much in the way of leaves anymore, the kedan have cultivated it carefully and now it’s an excellent representation for the revitalisation of old wisdom.



The lanes between the fields and homesteads will house the stalls, contests and walking areas. The Woodsmen will be keeping an eye on these to prevent anyone from walking off the marked paths. The homesteads provide ‘hotspots’ in among the lanes and fields, with Woodsmen families lending their yards to the comfort and entertainment of their guests.

In general, the Woodsmen are a taciturn, soft-spoken lot who nevertheless take great pride in their work. Their lands are all but sacred -- they accept no attitude, no trespassing, no attempts to thwart their authority. This causes some noticeable tension with the Snakes, who are accustomed to being the sole enforcers within the city; but though there may be some ill tempers and raised voices, at no point will anyone come to blows. It’s hard to argue with someone built like a brick wall and carrying sharp farm implements.

The Woodsmen are a touch anxious about having strangers on their land and this shows in them being overly officious or bossy, but at the same time their pride shows clearly and they are eager to show off the state of their lands, their greenhouses, and their farming processes -- practically without being asked. The residents of Keeliai tend to think of the Woodsmen as ‘cowards’, and the Woodsmen are taking this opportunity to prove themselves otherwise with feats of strength and tall tales.

Due to the farmers’ hours of “early to bed and early to rise”, the festival ends in the early evening at sundown, but begins again before dawn -- usually by greeting the sun with a song.




LINKS
Heojin, Ran and Lin | Liangken’s Clearing | Stalls and Lanes | OOC Information post | 4th Wall Character Check In


OOC
While Heojin and his bodyguards are open to everyone (including fourth-wall characters!), they are not available for small talk and general directionless CR. For the integrity of the mod’s inbox, please only request a thread with him if you already have an idea of what you’d like your character to ask/do. Other NPCs can be requested by sending a PM to the appropriate journals directly, with the same guidelines.

The top-level comments are for the festival, but fourth-wall characters should feel free to use the rest of the post for anything within the city of Keeliai itself! Just remember to label the top-level comment for location and date.
coyotesolo: (pic#6591665)

[personal profile] coyotesolo 2015-04-19 12:55 am (UTC)(link)
"Herc."

He can see the reaction; he knows what he and Herc's son did in Striker, what was had to be the only result. There's only so long it could have been, though, if the now-former Ranger is still bandaged up.

"It must not have been long."
oldmanstriker: (snap)

[personal profile] oldmanstriker 2015-04-19 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Christ..."

He looks away, closing his eyes, composing himself, because, yeah. There's no way this can be real.

"I must be dreaming... You're..." Gone? Dead? Vaporised into so many atoms? "Definitely a dream."
asoothingvoice: ([Upset] Everything's Exploded)

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
Two years?

[It's not quite the first thing she grasps onto. Vanished. And then- that long? Was that what it must have been like, for Jaime? She shakes herself out of it, as much as she can. Which isn't all that much.]

I can tell. He- it- it's really gone?

And no, I don't. The last thing I remember was trying to get patients evacuated.
wrathfulkhan: (How could this happen to me // chatvert)

thanks for breaking him, bianca

[personal profile] wrathfulkhan 2015-04-19 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
I...

[No, this is too much, this is too much, Akito and Howard and Tony and Bakura and everything, everything is too much.

So he does something very unusual.

He starts crying into her shoulder.]
sadisticmoose: (what the frick frack)

[personal profile] sadisticmoose 2015-04-19 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
And, of course, Vincent's eyes lock straight onto Deon's form, and he looks dumbfounded for the longest moment, before he snorts, laughing, it sounding a bit forced and definitely not amused.

"Fuck me, mate... Can't even get away from ya when I'm dreaming." Or hallucinating, or whatever the fuck this was.
asoothingvoice: ([Happy])

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 01:01 am (UTC)(link)
[It was her main exposure to what had been a clearly precocious preteen girl. One who's not so much a preteen, anymore.]

That old, huh?

I noticed. [A light wave to one of the newer changes, with a hand.] You seem to be doing well.
unetrustworthy: (listening)

[personal profile] unetrustworthy 2015-04-19 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
Well enough.

The danger...we won. Malicant's gone. I wouldn't say everything's better now than it was before, but it's a little safer.
youtaketheshot: (oh fuck no)

[personal profile] youtaketheshot 2015-04-19 01:08 am (UTC)(link)
He shouldn't be here. Chuck knows what happened, knows his fate and he sure as hell knows that none of this is possible. These people, the festival, that big stupid tree; none of it makes even the slightest bit of sense.

Still, he wanders, decked out in the armor he died in, helmet tucked under his arm and his head held high. Unnerving as the whole situation is, there's no way Chuck's going to let his unease show. He's a ranger, after all.

...A ranger finds himself suddenly frozen to the spot, gaze fixed on the back of the man and dog in front of him. Chuck doesn't move, doesn't speak, but then the man does and it's all the confirmation he needs to know that that's his old man.

"What the hell are you doing here?" The words come out harsher than intended. His father should not be dead.
coyotesolo: (pic#6672309)

[personal profile] coyotesolo 2015-04-19 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"A dream?" He's not the only one trying to keep himself composed. It only helps that Stacker's had more experience; his career's always been more political, requiring more diplomacy, more visible control.

"I thought this was some kind of afterlife." A kind of admittance. "Maybe it could be that."

After all, there was the Drift.
craftlife: (Get out of my bubble // chatvert)

oh fuck he's a t-rex

[personal profile] craftlife 2015-04-19 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
deon_consciousness.dat has stopped responding. Abort/Retry/Fail?
> _


Deon takes a breath.

"Get away from me," he says, his voice shaking.
Edited 2015-04-19 01:12 (UTC)
oldmanstriker: (myson)

[personal profile] oldmanstriker 2015-04-19 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Max was acting up a few minutes before Chuck showed up, obviously picking his scent up, whining, pawing at Herc to let him go. Obviously, Herc thought nothing of it, trying to placate the big baby...

...And then he hears that voice. That unmistakeable voice, and that feeling in his mind. The feeling of being mostly whole again. Drifting left an impression, one that stayed, no matter what. When Chuck died... He felt that impression, that connection, snap and break. It could all be in his head, but right now...

He turns around, staring. His hand lets go of the dog leash, and Max starts bounding towards Chuck, barking.

"...I'm dreaming. I... Chuck?"
ruinsprofessor: (polite)

[personal profile] ruinsprofessor 2015-04-19 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[And she thought missing one year was bad. At least they hadn't just been dumped right back into the flow of traffic, as it were.]

As far as any of us can tell. We tracked down a relic that remained from its creation, and used that to end it. It no longer responds to its name, and the "gifts" it gave us have vanished; I don't have any reason to believe it still exists.

[That doesn't mean for sure that it's gone, but Raine's as satisfied as she can be, and more each passing day that nothing of its particular brand of horror happens.]

Septimus vanished a few months after you, as well... Hmm. What do you want to know?
asoothingvoice: ([Mama] Oh mijo)

Well I bought a paid again just because of this so there

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
[That is... not exactly what she was expecting.

She isn't sure what she was expecting, really. She knows Gene had had problems, ones he hadn't really talked to her about when she had been here- earlier, before, a weird idea- but that she could tell were there, but they had also been kept locked and bottled up enough that it was mainly anger and distrust that showed on the surface.

So what she does is pull him in tightly, guiding them slightly out of the way of the flow of traffic, with gentle rocking while hugging him and letting him cry it out.]


Sssh, sssh.

[She can wait until he's ready to talk.]
oldmanstriker: (ohno)

[personal profile] oldmanstriker 2015-04-19 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

"Last I remember, I was in LOCCENT. The..." He pauses. He's keeping his voice level. Herc may not have as much experience in keeping visible control, but he's still good at reigning in and bottling emotions. "You're dead. Striker, she..." Exploded. At the bottom of the ocean, with a massive nuclear payload strapped to her back.

"This has to be a dream. Or I've gone bloody insane."
asoothingvoice: ([Neutral] In Profile)

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
[She frowns at the news of Septimus' disappearance happening not too long after hers apparently had been. Though for better or worse, Raine at least had still been around to keep some things in check, she hopes.]

Hold on, "gifts"?
sadisticmoose: (oi mate)

[personal profile] sadisticmoose 2015-04-19 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Get away from you?"

Vincent laughs again. It's still sounding strained.

"This is... Hah..." He turns away from the other man, scrubbing a hand over his face. "Some fucking dream." He growls, before looking back at Deon. "Sorry, mate. I can't be playin' with any delusional hallucinations right now. I've got stuff to do."

And, with that, he's just going to start walking away, down the lane, in the opposite direction.
coyotesolo: (pic#6672309)

[personal profile] coyotesolo 2015-04-19 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"We detonated the payload. We had to clear the way." For Mako and Raleigh to make it to the Breach. For Gipsy to have a chance. For humanity to have a chance.

Even though in the process he knows it killed him. Herc's kid, too. Stacker was already dying. Chuck had been in the prime of life.

"You can't have gone insane. You're too strong for that." It's said as firm as he can say it, trying to bury the guilt. They all knew what Striker's mission was going to probably end in. It was that or everyone else on the planet.
ruinsprofessor: (calm)

[personal profile] ruinsprofessor 2015-04-19 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Raine managed to keep some things in check. Not nearly enough, it feels like.]

Ah-- that would have been after you left. I don't know if you ever experienced 'Asti' appearing to you in a dream...

In the summer, he offered those of us who had been taking care of the turtle children 'boons,' augments or alterations to our powers.

[A pause. She remembers the outcry this caused when she broke the news the first time, though for her it's long since subsided into simple unfortunate fact.]

That manifestation was, in truth, Malicant. It had possessed Tu Vishan-- we don't even know how long ago. Those of us who had those boons were temporarily turned on each other during the battle.
oldmanstriker: (nothappy)

[personal profile] oldmanstriker 2015-04-19 01:28 am (UTC)(link)
"Then how do you explain this?"

That might be said a bit more offensively than he means.

"I'm still alive. You and..." A pause. He can't say it. "You're dead. This... This can't be a dream. It's too fuckin' real." The only logical explanation is something's snapped. Losing Chuck... Maybe it was too much?

"There's only so much a man can go through, sir."
asoothingvoice: ([Neutral] Talking 1)

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
['Well enough'. It's enough to give her a quirk of a smile, just from remembering her reaction to having trouble dealing with a boy being a boy.]

That's good, even though I see that Foreigners are still here.

[She would have thought they would have all been returned to their homes.]
coyotesolo: (pic#6591668)

[personal profile] coyotesolo 2015-04-19 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
"The Drift?" It's his only possible idea, the only thing he can guess at. Even if that doesn't explain all of this.

The fact that Herc won't mention Chuck's name is something he can't ignore. Nor his attempt at snapping into military discipline. "Yes, but there's also a reason that you were appointed in charge, Marshall. And not just because you got injured."
unetrustworthy: (pic#6421346)

[personal profile] unetrustworthy 2015-04-19 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Her expression faltered. Just barely.]

Some of us. Most of them...left. A while ago. [Including a certain boy Bianca was still associating her with.] Not all. And there's been dozens of new arrivals since.
asoothingvoice: ([Surprise] We've Got A Problem)

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
[She shakes her head at that; for better or worse, she never dreamt of Asti, and hadn't ended up with any of the eggs or resulting hatchlings.]

He had taken over the turtle? And- [She remembers the outcome after many of the others had travelled into that world inside a bottle. What Superman had done to some of the others.]

My God.
asoothingvoice: ([Mama] Comforting)

[personal profile] asoothingvoice 2015-04-19 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Considering how she had been in the rest of her appearances on the network, and the comparison to her reaction to that, it's not that much of a surprise, is it?

But Bianca frowns slightly at that.]


Still? I would have thought...
oldmanstriker: (moody)

[personal profile] oldmanstriker 2015-04-19 01:43 am (UTC)(link)
It hurts. It hurts to remember what happened, considering, from Herc's perspective, it happened barely thirty minutes ago.

The wound is still fresh.

"I'm not drifting." Herc remarks, straightening his posture, shoving all of this down. He'd deal with it later yeah, right. "This doesn't feel like the Drift, and nothing like this has ever happened before."

Herc's been in the machines longer than you, Stacker. You've got the administration experience, he has the piloting experience. 15 years of having his mind shared by another... It leaves an impression.

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