[MINGLE] Saints & Sinners Masquerade

[sixthiteration]

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.

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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.

Comments

[nonstopnarcissist]

"The power that came with my scrubs. Insert stress, get a light blue glow pointing in the right direction." Ish? He's still testing the parameters on that, but having nailed down the stress and anxiety trigger has helped a lot in sorting out how to use this new magic...whatever it is. Silent Jarvis Vision.

[to_defend]

She picks another grape and rolls it between her fingers as she listens. What he's describing was reminiscent of the thing she experienced in the well.

"I've seen that," She certainly was under a lot of stress when it happened. "Is that normal, here?"

[nonstopnarcissist]

"That specifically? If someone woke up in Navy Scrubs. Different colors have different quirks, I don't know if anyone's sat down to examine them all properly. I know...Red Scrubs pop a bubble like shield around them if they're stressed."

Or horny, but maybe that's just Wynnona.

[to_defend]

"Okay, that's ... interesting." Just having powers in the first place was rather odd, now hearing that they were specifically triggered and were varied as well.

"A bubble shield ... that sounds useful." The little path, though, that was pretty useful the first time she used it, too.

[nonstopnarcissist]

"We might have to sit down and figure them all out but, honestly? I'm more curious about why we have them. Why take away what we can do, put them in a vending machine, and give us something that, while useful? Is very different from anything we had onhand before." It doesn't make sense.

So much of this place doesn't make sense.

[to_defend]

"How much do they change? Do they change everyone? I saw someone - big, tall, gray, he had horns ... there's no one like that where I'm from. He says he wasn't changed." But I was. She thinks, but she can't say.

[nonstopnarcissist]

"Enhanced. Mages don't have their magic, supersoldiers don't have anything that make them stronger or faster or heal better than an average human being." He guesses that's the way it shakes out? He's not sure.

[to_defend]

"So ... if they're not human, it just removes the extra bits?" Maybe, was it because she hadn't been organic?

She's missing being small.

[nonstopnarcissist]

"I think so. Sometimes what made them more is up for grabs in the power vending machine in the bunker but-" He waves a vague hand. "I haven't been there to look too deep into it or how it works. I'm just assuming the wristbands are involved."

[to_defend]

Her eyebrows peak and she points at the wristband. "This? This thing?" She looks at it, for the first time really thinking about getting it off. She hasn't thought much about it until now.

She picks at it, as if she could peel it off that easily. "No no, no machines." She's muttering that more to herself.

[nonstopnarcissist]

"It's not worth trying. No one can get them off. I don't know how they managed that either but- they're benign." Harmless, relatively. Useful to have too.

[to_defend]

She shoots him a look, benign?, and keeps working at it for a moment longer before giving up.

"If we could get it off, do you think we'd be back to normal?"

[nonstopnarcissist]

"...are you not normal? You look normal." That's- concerning that this isn't normal.

[to_defend]

7 shuts up immediately, and looks up at Tony. There's no way she can take that back, can she?

"Yeah I'm normal."

[nonstopnarcissist]

"...Normal's relative anyway but-" He holds up a finger, squinting at her for a long, drawn out moment. "...Know what? I don't care. Not relevant."