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revivalproject2020-04-03 09:29 am
trpmods) wrote in revivalproject2020-04-03 09:29 am
Whale Comb Home Party! (Open to all players)
WHO: All He Rows!
WHERE: The Amphitheater (Blue 1)
WHAT: The Agrii have thrown our heroes a Whale Comb Home party; you can also choose to use this as a forum for discussing theories and more.
WHEN: April 2
WARNINGS: Please mark any warnings in individual threads
On April 2, as soon as the light starts rising in the morning, you hear music. It’s loud and odd. The notes don’t actually make a lot of sense together; they slide up and down and alternate wildly. It’s the sort of symphony a child at a piano might make except with a cacophony of instruments. It fills the air with cheery, disjointed music as it floats out from the amphitheater, beckoning you there but, this time, not at all compelling.
On your comm you will see a message from Ga Re:
He Rows,
We whale comb you here a gain. Agrii have food at mew sick home. Go with mew sick. Part tea for all. Also learn time. Agrii need learn storm. Us need learn all he rows learn. Us hear all. Talk at mew sick home. We learn. You learn. All learn and stop storms!
Thank all yous.
- Ga Re
If you choose to enter the amphitheater, heroes who arrived in the first wave might recognize the scene:
Hanging against one crumbling wall is a piece of fabric that has ‘WHALE COMB HOME!’ painted on it in drippy, fluorescent pink letters. The Agrii version of a smiley face that you've come to know and love is painted underneath it right on the wall. ‘US THANK THEY!’ is written beside it. Scattered through the wide space are tables upon tables of food.
There are meats, fruits, root vegetables, and even what might be a sweet dessert of some sort as well. Characters with the Agriculture expertise - and those who have attended one of these parties before - will know that everything is edible and nothing will make you sick. But some of it might have … adverse effects:
- People chomping down on the striped meat all seem to get very drowsy a few minutes later.
- The red fruit that looks like a giant cherry is the equivalent of a few shots - the more consumed, the more drunken this party is getting.
- There is a bowl of weeds that have small, daisy-like flowers all along the stalks. This tastes like chicken and gives the eater a sudden burst of energy that will have them running around the room like they’re being chased.
-There are a collection of drinks, some made from the red fruit, some that are clearly water, some that taste like a less-sweet lemonade with no effects, and then there's a blue one that tastes like an especially dark beer. People drinking this will find themselves incapable of lying for a half hour.
Enjoy your party, heroes. But also heed what Ga Re said: This is an ideal time to talk with one another and compare whatever you’ve managed to learn. Think of it like a town hall where whatever you learned on Risa or in the storm can be spread around and analyzed.
WHERE: The Amphitheater (Blue 1)
WHAT: The Agrii have thrown our heroes a Whale Comb Home party; you can also choose to use this as a forum for discussing theories and more.
WHEN: April 2
WARNINGS: Please mark any warnings in individual threads
On April 2, as soon as the light starts rising in the morning, you hear music. It’s loud and odd. The notes don’t actually make a lot of sense together; they slide up and down and alternate wildly. It’s the sort of symphony a child at a piano might make except with a cacophony of instruments. It fills the air with cheery, disjointed music as it floats out from the amphitheater, beckoning you there but, this time, not at all compelling.
On your comm you will see a message from Ga Re:
He Rows,
We whale comb you here a gain. Agrii have food at mew sick home. Go with mew sick. Part tea for all. Also learn time. Agrii need learn storm. Us need learn all he rows learn. Us hear all. Talk at mew sick home. We learn. You learn. All learn and stop storms!
Thank all yous.
- Ga Re
If you choose to enter the amphitheater, heroes who arrived in the first wave might recognize the scene:
Hanging against one crumbling wall is a piece of fabric that has ‘WHALE COMB HOME!’ painted on it in drippy, fluorescent pink letters. The Agrii version of a smiley face that you've come to know and love is painted underneath it right on the wall. ‘US THANK THEY!’ is written beside it. Scattered through the wide space are tables upon tables of food.
There are meats, fruits, root vegetables, and even what might be a sweet dessert of some sort as well. Characters with the Agriculture expertise - and those who have attended one of these parties before - will know that everything is edible and nothing will make you sick. But some of it might have … adverse effects:
- People chomping down on the striped meat all seem to get very drowsy a few minutes later.
- The red fruit that looks like a giant cherry is the equivalent of a few shots - the more consumed, the more drunken this party is getting.
- There is a bowl of weeds that have small, daisy-like flowers all along the stalks. This tastes like chicken and gives the eater a sudden burst of energy that will have them running around the room like they’re being chased.
-There are a collection of drinks, some made from the red fruit, some that are clearly water, some that taste like a less-sweet lemonade with no effects, and then there's a blue one that tastes like an especially dark beer. People drinking this will find themselves incapable of lying for a half hour.
Enjoy your party, heroes. But also heed what Ga Re said: This is an ideal time to talk with one another and compare whatever you’ve managed to learn. Think of it like a town hall where whatever you learned on Risa or in the storm can be spread around and analyzed.
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The Exo looks over at him, tilting his head.
"...uh-huh, yeah. Good points all around. Also, I just got to this planet so I'll be straight with you- I'm not going to be any help at all with discussing any storm things."
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There's a slight slur beginning to creep into his words even before he starts tripping over them. This is fine. Totally fine.
"It's fine. I was in the storm and I don't even know what's going on wit it. But it's baaad news. Takes away powers."
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"Wait, rewind, back-up. Takes away powers? The storm?" He blinks. "It can do that?" Now that's not a normal storm. "Also what kind of powers we talking about? Not like...electrical power, I'm assuming."
Or maybe it is, because it's hard to tell which words are coming out the way they're supposed to with this guy.
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He giggles suddenly, as if he's just made a joke.
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Hearing Teddy speak of having powers doesn't strike him as strange- not the healing part, anyway. Shape-shifting's a new one to him. And some guy who's speedy? "...." Cayde eyes the young man flatly. Yeah, okay, kid's definitely off.
"Right. Got it. Also, that's terrible. You sure you're good?"
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He waves away the concern once again, turning his attention back to the table and its treats. His hand pauses over the bowl of weeds and he picks one up, inspecting its flowers.
"The heck is this? They want us eating flowers now?"
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Cayde watches as Teddy explores the Agrii's curious food spread. He shrugs at the weeds. "Alien planet," he helpfully reminds. "Could be meant for food, could be an attempt at a decorative centerpiece."
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"They should give us some kind of guidebook for this stuff."
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These aren't just random dead people. You don't go following random dead people so easily. That's a detail the Exo makes note of, scowling a bit.
"Right? A guidebook'd be great. Better than this here...party, but I guess they're trying."