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!

Comments

[lastexit]

[There's always something to be afraid of, it's just a matter of if that fear controls you or not.]

There isn't anything here to be afraid of, no.

[She looks confused at his offer, not recognizing the gesture right away for what it is. She has to dig into her period pieces movie marathons to finally figure out her part here. She smiles, and rests her hand on his forearm. Arm looped in as best she can manage.]

All the pieces I've seen, except the one throwing fruit, have been beautiful. So I'd love to see which ones you like.

[floatsaway]

[And the kyuubi, for it's part, stands perfectly still as its match is met and deposited slowly down on it's head. Ochako blinks, still holding on to the fox's ear, but seems to blink and go a little still when she realizes who it is. O-Oh...ah, um. W-Well, this is a bit awkward, isn't it? She can't exactly hide the way she shrinks a bit, not quite sure what to do or really say. It's been rough since they had their little spat, and she's not fully forgiven him for everything, even if she understood the reasoning...a little bit.

Thus she hesitates, and only seems to move when her Worry Monster gives a trill and starts to shake its many tails at them both. Go on then, you two. You have more in common than you realize - worries of guilt, worries of failure especially are strong. Failure to support people they care about, failure to do their due diligence... Failure is the greatest weakness of any Hero, and the one that is heaviest on their shoulders. Failure... Ochako knows it well, has experienced failure in its rawest form once already, and she still has nightmares about it, from time to time, and the worry itself now seems to be the one pounding in her head the most, making her pick at the pads on her fingers a little.

How do they even...talk about this? To each other? Ugh. This was a bad idea.]

Um...

[beefaroni]

... I fought many trees. Ripped. Punched. Sliced.

[ Those poor mimics really didn't stand a chance. ]

[floatsaway]

[To be honest, Ochako is...definitely a bit uncomfortable going around with Zidane, but she did know he was a thief, at the least. They did talk about it - that if she caught him doing anything illegal, she'd put her best foot forward to stop him. That was a sort of pseudo-agreement they had between one another. Still, it doesn't make everything right, either. Her own bias is deeply rooted in her head, born from a society that looks down upon those that do evil as something needing to be corrected or downright eliminated - scrubbed clean from the world and kept away from the light of day forever. Literally. Maximum security prisons for actual supervillains exist in Ochako's world, after all. But even those suspected of villainy get the short end of the stick in terms of being looked down upon.

Thankfully, however, Ochako's phobia weighs a bit (read: a lot) more than her bias, and Zidane is the only 'friendly' face around in this godawful place full of spooks. Beggars can't be choosers and she will mcfucking take what she can get. But not even whining and holding a part of his shirt keeps the fear at bay. Once she's gone off the deep end, whirling through the air and holding her hands over her eyes, sobbing deeply, Ochako doesn't care who or what she ends up with, so long as she can get out of here.]

Nooo!! If I come down, bad things will get me! I hate this dumb place, I hate scary things, I didn't want to do this, the mages made me!! [;A; weh]

[tantailizing]

[She might need to ask which was actually the evil in the world... later when she's not getting freaked out constantly by their gallery here. Zidane watches her float around for a moment, raising his hands soon enough and shaking his head. He doesn't get why ghosts are so scary to people, but most worlds either don't have ghosts, they were only superstition, or encounters weren't common.]

Well... if being down means 'bad things' happen, then we'll just continue up here.

[And he just... drifts off the ground to join her. Reaching out, he'll take hold of one of her hands, sending her a smile.]

And let's at least go the right direction. See? Can't be scared by the paintings if we're not in front of them.

For Claude

[silky_bearing]

The last time they went cavorting through the woods had been a different sort of woods and a far more serious sort of adventure. Now, at least, it's all meant to be in good fun and as they move through the trees Lorenz takes what opportunities he can to walk hand in hand with his partner for this little escapade. Perhaps not the safest, should they be ambushed by one of these odd trees but he can't help wanting to stay near.

"Ah! There-" His words are lost when he slaps a hand against the trunk of a nearby tree, the bark unfurling obediently to coil tightly around the rogue doll until Lorenz can heft himself up enough to reach it on his own. Tugging the little thing free of the tree and keeping a firm hold on one arm he drops back to the ground, giving it the same sort of annoyed look Claude is so very accustomed to. "I should have expected trouble. It's meant to take after you after all."

For all his sass though he smiles when he looks up at Claude, holding up the little doll towards him. "It is awfully cute though."

[eightfoldfiend]

The skeletons?

[The smirk widens.]

They were mine.

Did you enjoy my little gift?

[silky_bearing]

[Once she takes his arm he sets his hand over hers with a fond little squeeze before leading her inside. ]

The entire set up reminds me a fair bit of home, really. Not that the Gloucester Estate has so many pieces of such quality but we've a few truly breathtaking pieces.

[trueltning_fury]

[so much internal grumbling. So much]

Conjured, or recruited from around here?

[must gather more info before deciding exactly how mad to be]

[lastexit]

I ran a show like this once. Not cursed, no magic. But a chance to show my school that my classmates were more than what they thought of them.

[It was ambitious, and really more than Maya could handle. Especially with Zig in the middle of a weird crime thing she had to deal with.]

But it was a form of performance art, like this. Where the line between audience and piece is blurry. Like the small figure that's been following us in the painting since we entered.

[Neat trick, Maya liked it.]

Were the pieces at home cursed, or just generally magical like this?

[eightfoldfiend]

I conjured them from the remains of the dead around us.

[He lifts his chin and peers out across the courtyard from beneath his visor.]

Did they fight well? I worried they might not.

[He hasn't mastered death magic quite yet.]

[trueltning_fury]

[well that's not good news at all]

The ones in the Sindar ruins were a lot tougher.

[which isn't to say it wasn't a fight, but Geddoe's not going to give him the satisfaction]

It's a good thing I traced it back to you before the next time. Next time, I'll come right to the source. [FROWNING] Since I'm sure there will be one.

A Leadership

[kiss_it_better]

[He had watched the little origami bird fly off, only briefly wondering where it might be heading off to before going back to the small doll house he was in the process of fixing up (the pixies living in their yard needed a better winter residence).

It wasn't long after that the worrygami returned...and it was much better than it was before.

He put the tools away before standing up.

The bird lowered itself and held out a wing for him to step on. He shared a look with his familiar before he decided to get onto the thing's back. He wasn't sure what was going on but Qi Ming wasn't growling at the thing or trying to attack it as they flew so he could only assume it didn't mean him any harm.

He recognized the place he was brought to. When he got off he had to wonder why he was here. His pixiu landed beside him and he absentmindedly pet her head.]

...I don't suppose you know what this is all about? {He asked of his familiar though he felt she probably also didn't know.]

[mithrarin]

I hate to admit that you have a point. But I'll stay glad about it.

[Dust is fully capable of talking while in the middle of an onslaught, sword streaking fire about as he swings it.]

[mithrarin]

"It's a challenge. If we get through here, we get a token we can exchange. I guess it's seasonal?"

Falana didn't exactly have this sort of thing.

[bakudan_bambino]

[Gokudera isn’t certain what they’re supposed to do. What he wrote down covers a lot of ground, after all. He isn’t as proud as he used to be, humbled by death and cowed by the prospect of its inevitability and possible permanence. He wonders if he has to admit what it is, explain what his worrigami is made for… to find the common ground.

But he worries that she would react much the same way he would… or used to. That she won’t want to hear his reasoning, or see it as an excuse for what happened, when they both know nothing can change what happened.

He needs to make amends.]

I’m sorry… for fighting you, and for being a criminal… when you had different expectations of me. We don’t know each other very well, and I—-

[Gokudera sighs and shakes his head, clearly defeated.]

I’m not a good person or a good friend.

Colette Brunel l Tales of Symphonia

[angelolatry]

Worrigami:

[Something she is fearful about or worried over. That would be a long list. Colette almost isn't sure where to start. But the main thing she comes up with:

'I am nervous on the future. What I want to do. I've never really thought about it until now.'

Because, while she did like the idea of traveling with Lloyd. She hadn't really figured beyond that. Given she never expected to have a future. She never was supposed to live past sixteen. Given her Journey and all. So this is the main thing she is worried about in figuring what she wants to do, at least, back home. Here she's figured her little café. It's enough, for here. When she isn't sure how long she'll be around but wants to keep herself busy and try help somehow or other.]

Haunted Art

[ooc: for costumes: this one but with a witch hat instead of the horns.]

Wasn't.....wasn't that one in that other painting?

[While generally oblivious, Colette could sometimes be perceptive. Somewhat. Sometimes. She has noticed the same figure in multiple paintings now that seems to be following, watching them? Colette frowns slightly, tilting her head at the painting in seeing the figure yet again, curious and confused.]

Scavenger Hunt:

Huh?

[Colette was sure she saw something move out the corner of her eye. Sometimes. Sometimes she really does miss her enhanced sight and hearing, her Angelic abilities she no longer has access to. Then she would probably better sense what that was. As it is she is a little late in turning to glance to find the dolls. She does head in that direction though. In trying to follow as they giggle and run away from her.

Probably leading her right.....yup. Right to a mimic, as she gets a little too close in chasing after the doll. Colette cries out, struggling against the branches and really wishes she had her Angelic strength to break herself free of this easily.]

Kyo Sohma l Fruits Basket

[juzubeads]

Worrigami:

[Kyo has plenty to potentially use in unloading on his worries or such. He's the Cat, after all. His existence was to make the rest of the Sohma feel better about themselves. Of course his life was not easy. He bites at his lower lip at the message, considering for a moment before he writes.]

I'm worried I'll leave her alone. That I won't ever feel ready in admitting how I feel.

[Because why? Why tell her when it won't necessarily go anywhere? Given he would just be locked away. Of course it would only hurt her the more if they did admit their feelings to each other and try start something. Given his being the Cat. Let alone Akito. What Akito might do to her if they found out. No, it's best if he keeps his feelings for Tohru to himself. As obvious as he might be to everyone else with half a brain and eyes.]

Haunted Art:

Eh? Is that portrait.....it feels like it's watching us.

[It's probably just a trick of the light or whatever though. Surely. So Kyo tells himself, still not necessarily so used to this magic and all. Or perhaps it's another painting instead. He will be quick in pulling whoever his partner is from the flying fruit aimed their way though. Reaching and pulling them back by the elbow.]

Watch out.

Dolls:

Wh -- the tree?!

[It's a mimic. Not that he is necessarily all that familiar with video games with this sort of thing. Kyo isn't the strongest but he does know how to fight, does try punching, pulling at the branches when he sees someone stuck to it like that. Trying to help. Distracted from finding the dolls given he found someone like this and all.]

scavenger hunt

[flewfromthecage]

Stop that!

[Using her Tiger Racket, Garnet launches a projectile at the tongue with surprising accuracy. It's not a very strong impact, but she's hoping it'll be enough to startle it into letting Colette down.

Incidentally, she might have noticed before getting captured that one of those dolls has dark hair in the same style as Garnet's...]

i

[flewfromthecage]

[Eventually, the fox returns to her, plucking her up off the ground and carrying her to what appears to be a large dove. Upon its back is Garnet, looking just as apprehensive as Ochako.

Fortunately, Garnet doesn't let the silence extend for too long, thinking to at least introduce herself to keep things from getting too awkward. They know why they're here in a loose sense, but not precisely what the match was.]

Ah... hello. My name is Garnet til Alexandros XVII, but you may also call me Dagger if you prefer. It would seem your fox has found itself a kindred spirit in my dove...

II

[omnicrafter]

Assuming we're not made to touch dead flesh, the blind texture game seems reasonable. Even I don't really want to touch it unless I absolutely have to...

[Irhya won't say why she wants it, only that she wants the void tentacle spell. Three tokens takes time, though, and it's not like she has a designated go-to for these things, so she went ahead and just recruited the first person to look like he wanted to ask her likewise. Any help is just as good.]

Does it matter to you who takes the hex?

[yorhaberserker]

"A token? I wonder what that would be good for. Do you have a partner for this challenge?" She asked. She was assuming he did since he seemed to know that you needed one.

"I probably missed the notice. I was just curious."

[angelolatry]

Dagger? Ah, I'm sorry!

[.....only Colette would apologize for getting caught like this. Still, she does try stay still at seeing the projectile being thrown. Trying to stay still so she doesn't get hit herself. To try stay out of the way as it were, at least as best she can manage. She starts as it suddenly drops her in response to the attack, falling down to the ground and thanking the other, even as she glances around for the doll she had seen.]

Haunted Art

[patchricide]

[Allura picked up her costume for this in a hurry. Since none of the Earthly figures meant more to her than any other, she went for one that seemed particularly sparkly — namely a genie costume, which has a lot of dangling, jingling metal bits. It even jingles when she turns to look at the picture Colette was pointing out.]

[The figure did look familiar, but...]

These artist often painted real people, didn't they? Perhaps this was a close friend of the artist, and modeled for them frequently.

[She checks it again, trying to remember the details of the man, and then starts walking back towards another painting to compare.]

[troubadamsel]

[ She'll just take that "hint" and run with it, for the sake of politeness. ]

Ah, yes! That would do it - a blackbird, of course! A gothic sort of elegance, I feel foolish for not seeing it sooner.