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The Sixth Iteration ([personal profile] sixthiteration) wrote in [community profile] sixthiterationlogs2018-10-30 12:39 pm

[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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[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-12-09 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Bull smiles. "None taken. I don't mind debating it as long as you remember I don't fully believe that anymore."
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[personal profile] eaglesonofnone 2018-12-11 06:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I will remember - but I would rather change the topic as my feelings on such things run deep, and I would rather not offend someone I count as a new friend," he said, giving his head a small shake. "Debates grow heated. I haven't the heart for such things anymore."
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[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-12-12 12:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Bull chuckles and then nod. "Maybe one for another time then." He is glad to hear that Altair counts him as a new friend already. "You're hardly that old. How old are you, thirty?"
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[personal profile] eaglesonofnone 2018-12-13 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
A faint sound that was almost a laugh escaped him - though it held all of the amusement that a laugh would. "I am ninety-two. Somehow, coming here gave me my youth once more. How, I do not know, but I am much older in mind than in body."
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[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-12-15 09:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"You certainly don't look it. Unless you're an elf or something. They live long lives." He smiles. "And that is not a bad thing. I know people who would love that."
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[personal profile] eaglesonofnone 2018-12-17 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"It hasn't been unwelcome as much as it has been odd," he said, slowly shaking his head. "I am no elf. I am only a man who has likely outlived his usefulness, but remains too stubborn to let go."
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[personal profile] ataashihunter 2018-12-20 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think anyone ever outlives their usefulness. If nothing else they can live as teachers and inspiration for others."