sixthiterationlogs | [MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

WHERE: Corn field next to the inn
WHEN: 31 October, all day and night
OPEN TO: ALL - MINGLE
WARNINGS: Please warn as appropriate in your subject lines
NOTES: Please make sure you have read and understand the event details! If you have questions, drop them here. RECOMMENDED BUT NOT REQUIRED: Put your SCRUBS COLOR in your OTA subject line for folks doing bingo. Time your OTA for the harvest feast, the masquerade, or both. Costume matches and details for folks who did not get matched are here.

This morning, our intrepid villagers awoke to a surprise of the nicer kind: A bundle of clothing left at the foot of their bed, tied with a bow. There is also a note: Put on your new outfit and join the festivities in the corn field next to the inn.

You may be thinking, what corn field next to the inn? The one that sprung up fully-mature overnight, of course.

In the middle of the field, villagers will find an autumn feast: Tables piled with harvest time food and drink, warm and rustic decorations, the day's sunshine fending off any chill in the air.

Tuck in and enjoy, villagers, but take note: Things often look different in the dark, and you might be one of them.

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Something about the voice is vaguely familiar, but Tony can't quite place it. Turning to meet the man in question- still coming up empty. It's a distant sense of awareness but- he's Tony Stark, he knows people, knows people that knows people, it's a thing. He shakes it off in a sinuous curve that ripples the spines on his back and makes his tail flick out behind him before offering a hapless, helpless shrug. "Xenomorphs. Probably because they're fictitious- for which I am very, very glad as they're very, very fucked up."

Understatement of the century right there. Just by looking it's pretty easy to tell that there's precious little in this particular being that's fun and cuddly. "If you're sugar- is there a spice wandering around?"

Because that'd be kind of a hoot, if he thought about it that way.

It definitely doesn't look like the sort of creature one would want to find appearing out of the darkness, that much is something Picard can tell even at a glance. Admittedly, the work of fiction it happens to be from is something that has been very much lost by the time period he happens to be living in, but he's still willing to trust to the judgment of whoever it actually is inside the suit. Especially if they're familiar with it, as seems to be the case.

"There is, yes." Or at least, there's a cinnamon, and that's close enough, all things considered. Even if their costumes are pretty much identical save for the writing on the labels. "I wouldn't be entirely surprised if you ran into her at some point."

"Social Spice?" Tony (and the alien's) head cocks somewhat as he tries to find an appropriate joke but- yeah. No. Drawing a blank for once. He can't always have the best line on the line, he'll take the loss. "Is she...cayenne? Salt? I'm trying to figure out what the pattern is with these costumes but so far it's all pretty erratic and arbitrary."

Following the thread? Kind of impossible. For once.

As it is, even the half-hearted joke Tony offers goes completely over Picard's head. The description is certainly not inaccurate, but that's about as far as his understanding of it goes. Still, he's perfectly willing to turn instead to the rest of the Tony's comment.

"Cinnamon. Although I wouldn't be able to say what that might mean for any greater pattern."

Sugar and spice make a clear enough set, yes. But he doesn't recognize anywhere near enough of the other costumes on display to even begin to draw any sort of solid conclusions.

"We've got heroes and villains- but you're really breaking the pattern." Who's good and who's bad of sugar and cinnamon? Spoon full of sugar helps the medicine go down but a mouthful of cinnamon is a bad time all around.

Maybe that's the trick?

"It would be a little harder to fit this into a set pattern of heroes and villains, yes. Perhaps the Observers wanted to throw in an outlier or two? Give us something that breaks the pattern, to throw us off the trail?"

He's not certain about that, admittedly. But it's as good a guess as any, especially given that they only really have the evidence in front of them to go on.

"Unless the theme only looks like it's meant to be heroes and villains?"

"Counterparts might be more accurate, and it would include you and Cinnamon." Sugar and Spice, Alien and Ripley, Wendy Darling and...Hook? He saw the pirate slinking around awhile ago. Grim Reaper and Doctor. Death isn't a villain so much as a counterpart, so.

"That might be it."

"That does sound like it would fit better, at least."

Or at least, has a better chance of accommodating both his and Beverly's costumes. He's still willing to consider other options if there turns out to be something else that doesn't precisely match the current best guess, but for the time being 'counterparts' seems to be a perfectly workable theory.

"Although I do have to wonder if there's any significance to who people are paired with."

"I'd say we're put with people we know back home but I know that's not the case. It seems random for some and less random for others so- in the end, like a lot of shit here? It's pretty arbitrary." And yet somehow sensical. To. Someone that could look everything over and squint.

Maybe Barton could figure it out.

"That does seem to be the case a lot of the time."

Which is, he has to admit, more than a little bit frustrating. Not the least of all for the fact that he's been trying make some sense of the things the Observers have been throwing at them since he'd first arrived, to very much mixed results. Which might very well be the point, but that hardly makes it easy to deal with, as far as he's concerned.

"Although it's possible that they're including people who have become particularly familiar with each other here?"

[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

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