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EVENT ✨ Something (Celli)Wigged This Way Comes

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Autumn, despite the chillier weather, is a season of warmth and gathering. Perhaps moreso this year than normal, given the rather unplanned gathering of Celliwig and Lestari underneath Camelot's roofs. Though significant contributions from otherworlders have made food, shelter, clothes and other productions and donations, medical care, security and protection, and childcare an amazing group effort, typical individual celebrations for the departure of the dead from Avalon aren't being held, like Lestari's Death Ball. After looking at all the support they've been given, Lestari and Celliwig have looked at what they have to offer to help both their own people and the people of Camelot and other worlds.

The people of Lestari excel in cognitive magic, and while there are those who use it for mind-altering magics, there is a good portion who dedicate their studies to emotional and psychological support. One such method is the enchantment of origami paper into something affectionately called Worry Monsters: an specialized counseling technique used to help form support bonds between people with negative emotions. Having spent a portion of the month enchanting paper, two square sheets of paper are handed out to anyone the encounter. The first paper says: "Personifying your emotions can give them a tangible form and make them easier to face. Write down something that causes you worry, stress, fear, or sadness. This is your Worry Monster." The second paper says: "When your Worry Monster is present, how does it make you feel? Any reaction is valid."
When both papers are written on, the writing on both will disappear as if absorbed by the paper, then the pages will animate and fuse, then begin to fold into a monster! Halloween is this month, is it not? There is no sense in not having a little fun. These little Worry Monsters will stomp off and begin roaming Camelot until they find a match-- someone who shares those feelings. Once they find an emotional matching Worry Monster, the monsters will return to their creator and grow to the size of kaiju. They are very light, enchanted paper, so even if someone or something gets stepped on, they won't be hurt or damaged. However, they are strong enough to pick their makers up and carry them to the matching monster who will do the same. Don't worry-- characters will be invisible while being carried by their monster, so their identities will be protected until they are brought to their match. The paper monster will turn to butterflies and fly away once their task is complete. What matches do after they are brought to each other is up to them-- but they will know, undoubtedly, that they share the same worries-- they are with someone who understands. Do it as many times as you'd like, for as many negative emotions as your character wants. For finding something to do, Celliwig offers a solution. While Lestari's people have spent their efforts this month enchanting papers, the people of Celliwig are less apt to share so openly. Instead, they take their time learning about a variety of holidays from other worlds, and come to find one they can apply their particular talents to. While most of their showcase in the past has been on light magic, a holiday such as Halloween plays in particular to their talents in dark magic. A number of locations that have opted in and won't interfere with other relief efforts have been enchanted with dark magics for brave souls to venture into and test their courage! What's more, each of these locations will yield tokens for the victors that can be used to gain prizes. All courage tests must be performed with partners. Costumes are encouraged but not required.
	The library has been converted into a haunted art gallery, many of which have had their paints and other implements enchanted. Some paintings will seem like they're watching you, others will seem like a small figure in the background is following you throughout the library in different paintings. A painting of fruit may start throwing the fruit at you and materializing it into real fruit, so you may find yourself pelted with tomatoes if you don't run fast! A single painting filled with black paint might start leaking and filling the room you're in, pulling you into shadow until you're stuck in the library's underground labyrinth. (Reference monthly quests here and here for more info about the labyrinth.)
There are a variety of paintings with different curses applied. Navigate through the library and escape the haunted paintings-- pairs who make it through without turning back will gain a Celliwig Token.
Another token can be gained via scavenger hunt in the Broceliande. Find cursed dolls from within tree hollows. The dolls will giggle and try to run away, may move when they're only visible in the corner of your eye if you set them down. What's perhaps a little spookier is that they take on the appearance of the first person to touch them, though they will never exceed three inches in height. Beware during your search, however, as there are a good many trees that have been transfigured into mimics. Though the mimics are not going to attack anyone, they do have giant hidden, wriggling tongues that will reach up and wrap the unalert up above the ground for capture. The only way down is if a partner fights the mimic, so don't go alone! Find a doll of both you and a partner and make it back to Camelot to obtain your token. The curse will break once they're exchanged for a token, so you can keep the cute little doll for yourself if you'd like.

The last test of courage invokes a temporary blindness hex on one of the partners. Both partners are walked into a soundproofed room, entirely silent in a way that truly seems to mess with one's head.

The unblinded partner is only allowed to answer "yes" or "no" questions, though no one will fault them for giggling as long as they give no clues otherwise. The blind partner is to stick their hands into a tank of water with mystery items hidden within. These items may be mere objects like peeled grapes in soggy noodles, or perhaps the tank is filled with chicken bones and those tiny garra that eat dead cells and are sometimes used for pedicures. All the items are set up to feel spooky, but ultimately are unharmful. As long as the partner who can give clues doesn't break the yes/no rules and the item is guessed within 3 guesses, a token will be rewarded!

Bring tokens to the inn where a stall has been set up, with Gwion working the booth to exchange tokens for the following prizes:

1 Token: Celliwig glasswork glass set of 4-- spooky themed! It's filled with candy upon receiving, so they are friendly for everyone.
2 Tokens: Recipe: Smokescreen - Cast this spell on any liquid to make it billow plumes of fog. The smaller the water surface, the smaller the billow. A shot glass might just create a small whisp, but two mop buckets would be enough to fill up a medium room. Will not effect the contents of the liquid. Cannot be used on water bodies larger than a swimming pool (could screen about half a block).
3 Tokens: Recipe: From the Void - Summons a disembodied tentacle from the shadows. It takes a lot of energy, so you could probably manage up to three casts a day at most before becoming exhausted. Great for binding enemies, sneaking in small spaces, and reaching places you might not be able to otherwise. The tentacle will follow whatever command you have in mind upon summoning, so be sure to concentrate on the task at hand!

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Really? [Monika sounded surprised. That was like, one of the first things she'd done.] You really should, you know? Even if you're not into magic, it may come in handy when situations like those arise.

[ Though, maybe she had her reasons to not explore her magic... Everyone carried a trauma, heh? She'd already pretty much ascertained that in spite of the smile, she was like Sayori. Hiding dark thoughts behind a smile. So it wouldn't be too surprising.

Well anyway... Time to keep the history lesson going! ]

Mhm! Though, he painted it like, late in his life. He did many paintings like this one. Funnily enough, each of those were painted directly upon the walls of his house. The wallpaper upon which they were painted was said to be really pretty and colorful... Then the wallpaper was removed and put on canvases. [She paused.] Collectively, they're known as the "Black Paintings."

[ And there was like... The echoing sound of someone chewing suddenly coming from the painting. It was gross, truth to be told. And it didn't really sound like someone eating, more like someone devouring with wild abandon.

Monika didn't seem to hear anything though. ]

Um... Maybe he is? You know, in spite of its name, nobody knows if it's really Saturn and his son. It's just a theory. [She raised a finger.] Anyway, we should keep going.

[Personally, Crow doesn't even want to think about possibilities of what could happen if those hands manage to drag them into their painting, or if they got trapped in this haunted gallery. No! Gotta stay positive in the face of adversity!

Except something does seem off, and it's not until Ritsuka points it out that he notices the spot where the tomato smashed against his face. He inevitably looks up to that face that manages to breach his nose through. He skids to a halt, there's no point in continuing if they'll only return to the same point.]

Damn! So what can we do?

[Standing around doesn't seem like a good option either as Crow parries a banana and gets a cut on his face from a champagne glass shattering against a nearby wall.]

Can we even fight back? With magic?!

[It's worth a try!]

[ Thankfully, the sudden change does confuse Asterios momentarily. He's still growling and snarling, but there's a quizzical head-tilt, and this is the sort of pause one needs to take advantage of! ]

Rrrgh...? What is...?

[ Della doesn't argue, and instead follows loyally... with commentary. ]

Just moving eyes? Boooooo. Come on, step up your game, creepy museum!

[He switches his attention back to her; walking away from the wall and narrowly avoiding being grabbed by the painted woman as she reached out. He didn't even notice.

But no, he wouldn't recognize her in the slightest. For some rather obvious reasons beyond her simply being tiny and very feminine. One of which being a male living in the mid-19th century.]

Ah-- then perhaps we're more alike in that sense then. You see, I too, had passed. Though it was more recent for myself.

[And he's still trying to wrap his head around it.]

Could you perhaps tell me of what the Empire had been like during your time though. Truly like?

[Beyond what books would tell a person.]

[ The painting he's looking at (a different artist's interpretation of Ophelia, though he's not enough of an art nerd to know this) is beautiful, but Sasuke's comment catches Tsumugi's attention. He looks over curiously, watching as the portraits eyes follow his movement.

He's by no means fearless, but after being here for several months, something about this seems... mundane? There's no doubt in his mind that these are enchanted, but he's also seen similar effects accomplished back home with technology even he understands. ] I think it's supposed to be unnerving more than anything...

[ Before he can think about this further, a loud splash comes from the painting he was just looking at. He turns back, only to find that the woman's arms have changed positions entirely. ] - Huh? [ He's not looking this closely yet, but the wall space around the painting is now dripping wet, too. ]

She laughed again. "True, flooding is when we'd have to run the fuck away." She agreed. "That'd be the only way to fight that."

The tentacle tried to wrap around Dust's hand to disarm him after he poked it.

"Luck, huh?" Lina nods along, glancing at the paintings along the opposite wall, also looking for any signs of imminent attack. "Yeah, that kind of thing can be handy. Sure saved my butt a few times, let me tell you." Always seems to run out just when she could really use it, though. Usually it tends to fail right at the moment when it'd be the most dramatic. Weird, that. "So, real save-the-world type stuff, that kinda thing?" Seems to be the sort of person Avalon attracts, on the whole. Guess there's a reason for that.

She also quickly whirls around and walks backwards for a moment, just to make sure they're not being followed by the creatures from the first painting. "Good news, if we're being followed, they're really takin' their time." She says, spinning back around. Maybe her turn it to face the wall plan worked!

Of course, only just a little bit.

[She keeps up that smile, hands clasping themselves behind her back. It was never easy at all for other people to talk about their problems or worries after all.]

Yes, I do know. [Friends, family, there seemed to be a bit of that going around recently. Or with friends leaving suddenly.] But I do think it's still a big deal, especially when it begins to gnaw away at you and nothing seems to help.

[Whoa, what a hero! Belgium feels the need to stop her for a moment, but there was no stopping the girl when she was already in motion getting ready to beat some arboreal butt!

So instead she stops and holds her breath. Watching as Ritsuka thwacks that tree mightily! And then... nothing? She goes ahead and lets out her breath slowly.]

That... was quite worrying. For a moment I thought it might come alive and get you!

[Thank goodness it didn't though!]

[ ... Uh-oh. Della isn't scared per-se, but she IS very worried, upset, and guilty right now!!! ]

GAH! Monika! O-Okay, don't panic...

[ She begins looking all over the painting, trying not to touch it, trying to find clues on how to free the girl. ]

I'll get you out of there, I promise! And then I'll buy you ALL the cookies you want because this is probably my fault!

Get me out of there? But you're the one trapped...!

[ From the corner of her eyes, Monika saw someone strikingly similar to the little girl from the painting running away. Della would see the same, but running in the opposite direction. ]

Oh gosh, I think I... Set that girl loose...

What? YOU'RE the one trapped in THERE, I gotta -

[ And indeed, she does spot the runaway! ]

HEY! YOU! GET BACK HERE! Ahhh... ah-ha!

[ She's going to just... YOINK the painting off the wall and try to run after the girl! ]

Come back here and be where you're supposed to be! You're not getting away from me!

Zagreus tilts his head. "And I'm sure there's nothing at all you still have to figure out about yourself. But there are plenty of other reasons people have problems that aren't any fault of their own. Back home, the fault was usually easy to trace directly back to my father's immaculate desk."

There are wry traces of bitterness and anger in his tone at that last part, though otherwise he's keeping this light.

[Yuber's broad shoulders rise up in a shrug with a metallic clatter.]

I don't keep track.

But you do.

....Interesting.

Yeah, it's something like that! Not that it bothers me or anything!

[Though, she describes that feeling pretty well. A gnawing with no way to alleviate the symptoms. In the beginning, it wasn't bad, but the closer that approaches being here for a year, it becomes harder to ignore.]

It's just we've been here for so long, and there doesn't seem to be any end in sight. I know time is frozen and shit, but I'm just curious how everyone is doing! This world is great, but it's not the same as home!

[The music scene hasn't really gotten off the ground.]

"...Emet-Selch." He gives it almost reluctantly. He doesn't want to be here, had been quite content folding paper on his own (the activity is relaxing, magicks aside).

"So what did you write on your slip of paper?" he asks with forced patience. It isn't her fault they've been brought together. Not directly, at least.

[Luckily(?) Hijikata's ears are ringing too much for him to really parse Maribelle's complaint as an insult. As the water level reaches the bottom of the painting frames - it looks likes they were all strategically hung up at the same height - the flow stops, so at least they won't drown in this horrible cursed room, but the shaking and rumbling continues, and the oarfish is still swimming around. He picks up the other oar and starts paddling too, but since they're not in synch the small boat starts turning around its own axis.]

Where are we going?!

[Seeing how no door has magically appeared they can really only go... into one of the paintings. The one with the pond shows a bird's eye view, so they may risk a freefall in that one, and the group of three might just dump them in the deep sea. The lakefront seems most promising, though there are a few more they haven't properly inspected yet: the latter's neighbour, which depicts a river running through a forest and past an old decrepit mill, and the two on the last wall, one showing a waterfall, the other a nightly aquarium with bubbling tanks in which various small fish move around.]

[Wow, so that's what the transformation looks like... it's kind of adorable, really.]

Look at that, it's a little you.

[The doll is still wiggling and trying to get free, so he hold out a hand.]

If you want I can hold on to it until we find a second one. Or can you put it somewhere safe, like a jar?

[Asterios doesn't really look like he's got any containers on him, but hey, you never know!]

Ah, no. It's nothing like that.

[He says with a smile once he's jumped off the bird's back. Despite looking so much like a scholar, he was a martial artist as well so his landing is light.]

I believe this is my worry monster.

[The bird does wait, settling down while looking around, seeking something.]

You shouldn't.

[He rolls his shoulders and adjusts his clothing, which is pretty pointless, because he looks fine. But it's the principle of the thing! He was manhandled! Wolfhandled.

Speaking of said wolf, and the deer with it, they're refolding into butterflies and fluttering away. Kadoc watches them with only a little surprise, crossing his arms.]

See? This is just the kinda thing you get used to here. Sometimes I go a whole few days without something like this happening, and I manage to forget again, but it's always like this.

[ Being blind is certainly a new experience. He has the foresight to remove his gloves and tuck them in his pocket before...slowly...making his way over to the tank. Yes, it's pretty much right in front of him, but trying to find anything right now is hard! That's his excuse, anyway.

A few (slightly agonizing) moments later and he reaches in.

Squishy. ]

...Is it food?

[ Because these things love it when people stick their hands in gross food items, right? ]

[It's only proper to give Fran her space when she chooses to participate in this particular activity— Balthier had barely given it a passing thought himself before handing his papers off to someone else, unused. On his best days, he was hesitant to admit his worries even to himself; writing them down was a step further than that, and not one he was interested in taking. He doesn't doubt it may come as a comfort to others, however, and when he sees that Fran is finished, he joins her with his arms folded in front of him, giving her a crooked but genuine smile.]

Nothing you wish to talk about, I take it.

[That, he supposes, was the whole point of this worrigami business.]

You always can, if you change your mind.

I don't think I have any other option!

[This is definitely a first. No one has ever dragged Dust anywhere before, and it continues to have him so off-balance he can't even consider fighting it.]

Is it... really entertaining, to watch people struggle with their emotions like that?

[Dust might have the vaguest possible clue that he isn't immune to such notions, on a purely subconscious level.]

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