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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.
wintershepherd: (jest)

[personal profile] wintershepherd 2015-05-06 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"You know, that's probably the least weird thing about me," Jack chuckles. "And yeah, that's Zatanna. She's my girlfriend. I'm gonna side with her though, I haven't heard of San Fransokyo. It sounds like San Francisco and Tokyo got shoved in a blender, though."

The white haired spirit just grinned a little when Hiro said magic was weird. "Well, you have to believe in it at least a little bit, or you and I would be having a much stranger conversation-- mostly where you wouldn't be able to see or hear me."
bigdamnhiro: (a moral dilemma)

[personal profile] bigdamnhiro 2015-05-08 01:55 am (UTC)(link)
San Francisco and Tokyo shoved in a blender would be exactly what it is, but forget that, Hiro has more important questions.

"Wait, what?" He blinks a couple of times and then levels a confused look at Jack, who's definitely real and solid and standing right next to him, not even a little see-through. Snowcone powers and old man hair aside, he looks...pretty normal. Hiro frowns. "I believe in what I see, and I've seen a bunch of weird stuff going on since I got here. Giant turtles, telepathic hounds, people coming back from th-"

He trips over that last bit, but smooths past it just as quickly. "-the dead. Call it magic or call it whatever you want. I'm not gonna stick my fingers in my ears and pretend it's not happening, but that doesn't make it any less weird to me. That kinda stuff doesn't happen at home."
wintershepherd: (laugh)

[personal profile] wintershepherd 2015-05-15 09:16 pm (UTC)(link)
"What else would you call it but magic?" Jack returns, and likewise he is not touching the coming back from the dead part either.

"And maybe it does happen at home, and you just don't realize it," he added with a grin. "Ever think of that?"
bigdamnhiro: (now he's gone)

[personal profile] bigdamnhiro 2015-05-16 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Pretty sure," Hiro huffs, wrinkling his nose in faint distaste, "that somebody would've noticed by now, if fairy tale stuff was going on." He remains unmoved even by Jack's mischievous prodding, stubbornly so, for his own reasons; because the reality that is home needs to stay separate from the reality that is pocket dimension with magic and cities on the backs of giant turtles.

Because the things that happen here, only happen here, and there's no point in stirring up false hopes they could happen at home, too.

"Dude, magic is real. Here. I can accept that. Snowcone conjurers and talking dogs, sure. But it's not real at home, and that's just the way it is." He shrugs. "Pretending otherwise is asking for disappointment."