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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Toshirou Hijikata | Gintama

[mayoninofukucho]

Worrigami

A ⦿ Leadership

[In the second half of October Hijikata receives a parcel in the little hut across the Bridge of the Pure of Heart (the ghost of the old man who gave him permission to stay there is still in Camelot to the best of his knowledge, presumably catching up with other newly dead people while they can't move on to the afterlife). It's from the Lestari boys whose dead mother he revived with the rare elixir he received, and besides some more of the green-burning candles it contains several sheets of origami paper.]

Huh... what's this for?

[After reading the instructions Hijikata loses no time writing down his most pressing current worry: "Can I be a good leader?". It's still daytime, so his spectral subordinates are hiding away in the blackened jars and other containers he collected in the ruins of Celliwig. So far they've been making good progress with their training, and no incidents have occurred, but Hijikata can't shake the doubt in the back of his mind. Unlike his commander back home he doesn't have a trusting heart and an idealistic spirit, so much as he's been trying to fake it until he makes it, can he really succeed?

Nothing happens at first, so he proceeds to write down how the worry makes him feel on the second sheet: "If I fail the entire Yuureisengumi will fail. An organisation is only as strong as its leader. If that happens my subordinates will be left to find a cause for themselves as long as they remain stuck in this world, and I'm not sure if all of them will be able to". It's a convoluted of way of saying that he worries what will become of them. He stares at the two sheets of paper as they appear to absorb his writing, then start moving and folding themselves around each other, until a little wolf is standing on the table. It lets out a tiny howl before leaping down to the floor and running out of the hut through a gap in the door.

It's anyone's guess how the little paper creature makes its way to Camelot - perhaps it hides in the pocket of someone totem-travelling back there from Celliwig, or maybe someone actually made their own worry monster in the vicinity? -, but one way or another it finds a match created by someone who also worries about their leadership abilities. If the other person is in Camelot their sized-up monster might carry them all the way across the Bridge of the Pure of Heart before Hijikata's wolf can make it back to him.]

B ⦿ How close is too close?

[After his first experience with the worry monsters Hijikata decides to try it out again, this time while he's in Camelot to buy essentials, to shorten the path for his paper creature. It's been good to meet a person with similar leadership struggles, so who knows, maybe someone on this island can also relate to his other big concern... sitting in the library he writes on the first sheet of paper: "There are several people I like in my life, but they'd be better off not being involved in a lifestyle like mine. I always thought that keeping a distance would be best for everybody, but I'm not sure anymore".

He thinks of Mitsuba, who was left behind alone for 4 years when he rejected her request to take her along to Edo. When he met her again on Prismatica he hoped she might finally find a good person to spend her life with there, but isn't he just repeating the same mistake? What if she ends up alone again because of him? And he can already see the same pattern repeat here... of course there are more complications to it, not least due to the different lifestyles on Earth, Prismatica, and Avalon, so his writing on the second sheet turns into a small stream-of-consciousness novel.

When he is finally done the two sheets fold themselves into a little demon, which lets out a nefarious laugh and scurries away. Before long it returns, tugs Hijikata's trouser leg to coax him outside, where it grows to a massive size, and picks him up. Now familiar with the process he holds on to its fingers and looks out for the worry monster they're about to meet...]


Accursed Thanks

A ⦿ Haunted Art Gallery

[Hijikata isn't a big fan of Halloween, as a general rule. Who wants to be scared shitless?! On Prismatica he could enjoy it for the first time since it was more about creative costumes than anything else, but he doesn't trust the Avalonian program, especially since Celliwig is majorly involved... until he hears about the prizes. He never went back to the library after dark ever since his hair-raising break-in investigation with Darin many months ago, but suddenly he's eager to visit the ominous art exhibition. He can just rush through if it's too spooky, right? Immediately after entering, however, a painting of a pond draws his attention, and he steps closer to inspect it.]

Huh? I could have sworn I saw something...

B ⦿ Cursed Dolls

[Until recently Hijikata often visited the Brocéliande to collect ingredients for his potions and totems, so it's familiar territory... but even so, the prospect of fishing cursed dolls out of tree hollows doesn't exactly fill him with joy.]

I should've brought some gardening gloves...

[Maybe he should turn back? But if someone else shows up in need for a partner right now he won't waste the opportunity!]

C ⦿ Blind Guessing

[The final challenge provides an opportunity to play it safe, so Hijikata tries to sound all nonchalant as he turns to whoever he's just been paired with upon arrival.]

Do you want to be blinded? I'm terrible at guessing.

Belgium | Hetalia

[resistetmords]

I – Pumpkin Alcohol

Come on, step right up and get some seasonal, craft beer! Only 650 gold pieces a bottle~!

[She harked from a small stand that she had set up just a little bit away from her café. There was a menu in front of the stand that showcased the various brews, coffees, teas, and hot chocolate she had available. As well as a number of sweets and pastries (some were honestly probably leftovers that she had made earlier when she’d been over baking. All bordering around a bright sign that proudly showed the name “Trappist Café”.

Belgium herself was dressed up in her little costume and holding a tray of cookies. All shaped like little skulls, spiders, Frankenstein’s monster, and other, similar horror themes. Jello cups had also been arranged up front of various colors, with each having little gummy eyeballs and bugs in them. Next to those were slices of cakes that were also Halloween themed.]

Anyone wearing a costume will also be able to get a free cookie.

[She continued, her two pumpkin golems from the earlier event also flanking either side of the stand. Though they’re much smaller than before, they were still quite big, and were currently occupied with stooping over, jack-o-lantern faces grinning and massive, vine hands reaching out to offer a plate of cookies to any costumed passerby. Her lion also sat nearby, not looking all that happy with his sheet ghost costume that she made for him.]

II – Worrigami

First paper: ”Homesick, feeling incomplete, worried about home, friends, family, and my people.”

Second paper: ”Not quite as lonely? Like someone I care for is with me?”

[This was silly, she felt silly. Also, what sort of form would those thoughts and feelings take shape as? Well she was about to find out as the paper suddenly took the form of a giant, ostritch, bird thing. Only it had a tail and for legs. Not exactly a dragon, more like a really odd chicken. A dinosaur? België didn’t know. What she did know was that watching the thing speed off to find and do… whatever it was going to do, made her suddenly worry even more!]

Ah… what… what just happened!?

[And hopefully whoever it finds doesn’t mind suddenly being hunted down by some weird, paper, monster thing!]

III – Accursed Thanks

So-- so! What should we do first?

[She excitedly rocked along her heels, fully decked out in her costume as she took everything in. It was all a very nice break and distraction from the general stress that had been going on. It was also a nice break from running her little business in general. Almost like attending another festival or parade. The entire mood just simply lifted her own mood up substantially and made her glow with joy.]

[WILDCARD]

[If you don’t see anything you like here let me know, or simply write one up that you’d rather do~. Feel free to also check out the plotting post here if you want~.]

A2 - NieR: Automata

[yorhaberserker]

I. Worrigami

A2 was walking by as she was handed two sheets of paper. “What am I supposed to do with these?” She asked the person handing them to her. She listened to the explanation and shrugged. It wouldn’t hurt, would it? To put down a couple of her stronger emotions on paper that constantly invaded her mind.

She wrote down on the first sheet the phrase I feel guilty and a failure. My sin is surviving my friends. She still felt guilty that she was the only survivor of her troop, and no matter how many friends she made, she couldn’t shake that guilt and the worry that she’d fail them like she had failed her squad. Then she picked up the second sheet and wrote on it I feel such anger, at my survival, the betrayal, the mockery that was made of me because of it.. She always grew angry thinking about it. Even right then as she was writing it down she felt the anger brewing inside.

She gasped when the writing vanished, her eyes going wide as they began to fold into what looked to be a little sphinx? She didn’t know what to make of it. When she went to pick it up it seemed to start wandering off. What was it doing? She had no clue and felt the urge to hurry off after it, trying to see where it was going.

“Wait! Where are you going?” She calls out to it.

II. Accursed Thanks

She decided to go explore the library, hearing that it had been transformed for the season and she couldn’t help but admit that she was a little curious. When she stepped in, she suddenly felt like there were eyes on her, which made the proverbial hair on her stand on end. It was a rather disconcerting feeling if all be told.

She was drawn to a picture of a forest glade and moved closer to look at it. There was a figure painted in the fog that didn’t look quite human. She was trying to figure it out when she saw the fog in the painting begin to move, and the temperature in the room around her starting to drop. “What the fuck?” She gasped as she stepped back. It was as if the fog was starting to envelope her, from her feet up.

Della Duck | Ducktales 2017

[sos_pilot]

Worry Monster

[ Della isn't really into this sort of hippie stuff, but what's the harm? It's not like anyone's gunna find out her worries! So she calmly writes down her feelings, and for a moment, actually feels a little better putting it 'out there'.

I'm worried about losing my family's love. That I don't deserve forgiveness for what I've done to them. And that I won't be able to trust people again.

There, three small little itty bitty worries that nobody needs to know about and she definitely doesn't need therapy for. Satisfied, she slaps her hands, ready to move on with her day... until, of course, PAPER OCTOPUS IS ON THE MOVE.

Even for her weird life, this is a bit much. She stares, and then begins chasing after it. ]

HEY! YOU GET BACK HERE! DON'T YOU DARE SNITCH ON ME!

Accursed Thanks - Since costumes are encouraged and Della wants the Halloween spirit, for all prompts she will be dressed as a devil!

Museum

[ Now THIS is right up her alley! Della rubs her hands together eagerly as she enters with her (unlucky?) partner, eyes going up and down the halls. ]

Let's find the spookiest painting we can! Maybe one with mummies or zombies or werewolves... or a mummified zombie werewolf! Though that would probably smell really bad, what with the old bandages and dead skin and dog scent. You didn't eat before this, right?

Dolls

[ That Mimic tree couldn't look more suspicious if it had fifty signs all around it saying THIS IS FINE. But her (or her partner's) doll is sitting right in there, ready and willing to be taken. Della looks at the doll. Looks at her partner. Back at the doll.

She then moves to put her hand in the tree. ]

Look, we both know what's up. I'll be the bait, and whatever happens next, I trust you on this. So, get a spell ready, okay?

Testing Tokens

[ Della has decided to spend her tokens to get the From The Void recipe because really, who can turn down random tentacle from nowhere? And what does she do with it for the first test drive?

A variety of handshakes/slaps. ]

High-five! Up top! Side to side! Down low - oooh, too slow. HAHAHAAAAA~! This is the best spell ever!

Wildcard
[ Make your own prompt! Feel free to plot with me at melcat33 (plurk) or melcat33#1997 (discord) ]

Harry Potter | Harry Potter

[phoenixwiz]

Worrigami
(Harry sighs as he looks at the papers he is given to write down any sad things that bother him the most. The Lestari person in charge did their best as they explain to him the mechanics of how it works.

Since the anniversary of his parents’ death is nearing and that he did think back on Jane’s words about trying to find a better outlet to recover from the stress of the previous month, he decides to write down his thoughts and feelings on the papers.)

First Paper: I fear about losing my family and friends a lot and not being able to save everyone.

Second Paper: I struggle to deal with the guilt of being helpless or not saving someone whenever something bad happens to them.

(As soon as he is done writing, the words vanish and the papers begin to magically fold themselves into a griffin origami that soon jumps out of the table and begins to run around the city.)

Hey! Come back here. You can’t just run off like that!

Accursed Thanks - Museum
(The scenery is oddly familiar to him as he finds himself stuck inside the library maze again, this time remade as an art museum. Sensing that it would be mostly dark, he conjures up a fire ball to help him and his partner walk around the maze and perhaps find some cursed paintings.)

I have to admit: the Celliwigians have outdone themselves with how they set up the museum maze very well.

Wildcard
(Want something else different? You can comment down below or find me on mariscorner or on Discord at Mariposa21 #4257.)

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[troubadamsel]

[ Maribelle, without a costume cause she's a party pooper, stops by to see what new things Belgium has cooked up this time.

...why are these all shaped like bugs and dead things. what the hell. why do people like this. ]

Is this a... custom, in your realm?

Accursed Thanks - Haunted Art Gallery

[troubadamsel]

[ Hey, something they can agree on - Halloween sucks. Maribelle doesn't really want to be here and do this, but Hijikata has a way with words... at least for this prompt.

So, here they are. Maribelle hesitates, but takes a wary closer look. ]

It might be a trick of the light. This whole... thing is designed to play with our nerves, isn't it?

Accursed Thanks - Cursed Dolls

[beefaroni]

[ Why do things keep happening in the forest without his knowledge? Is there really any place he can live where he won't be bothered?

Well, Hijikata, there is someone in "need" - a familiar, roaring voice echoes through the threes, as the Berserker has been caught by the mimic!]

RAAAAAAAUGH!

Fujimaru Ritsuka | fate/grand order

[fujimaru]

A. Just a little worried



[ Write down your worries, huh? The hard part isn't thinking of options to write down, but which, out of the many, that would be best. (Or the worst? The best worry is a good one, isn't it? That's not exactly the point of this exercise, right?) At least it's a little easier to narrow it down with the counter, but still...

In the end, she writes this: ]

[ one ] I'm worried that I'm not good enough to pull off the work that needs to be done.

[ two ] I'm intimidated. Who wouldn't be? But I refuse to give up. I'm going to look that fear in the eye, and it's going to blink first.

[ The resulting little worry monster is a small reindeer, which prances off. Ritsuka watches it go, bemused, and gives it a little wave. You do your best, weird little paper beastie. ]


B. Artful dodger

...I feel like I've played this game before...

[ Ritsuka's currently looking at a painting of three headless mannequins, each in a solid-colored dress. In her opinion, this would have been better as a statue set, but what does she know about art? Almost nothing.

But as she studies the painting, she frowns, rubbing her eyes, then turns to someone else: ]

...Hey, is it just me, or did the figures in that painting just move closer? I swear every time they blink, they're closing in.

C. It's all fun and games until someone loses an eye...



[ ...then it's a scavenger hunt!

You don't have to be nearby to hear Ritsuka shrieking; turns out, the girl's got quite a set of lungs on her, and when it's not a fight, she can be pretty easily startled. Find her on her ass on the ground, one hand on her chest as she stares at a mimic's tongue waving in the air. At least she managed to avoid being caught by it, but also... ]

Oh my god. I swear I've seen this in a porno once?!

D. Wildcard!

[ Hit me! I'm good with a different take any of the prompts, or alternately, you can find Ritsuka:

- Sleeping in the middle of a side street with a capybara for a pillow
- Trying to stack mandarin oranges on aforementioned capybara's head
- Fishing somewhere away from the mimic trees in the woods
- Trying to teach her familiar (a peryton) to bow in greeting. It's only going so-so

Or whatever works for you! Hit me at nekokoban or in PM if you wanna chat first! ]

[resistetmords]

[Gasp! Maribelle, how could you not dress up!? She was sure that if anyone were to wear a costume, then it'd be her!]

Oh, yes! Sort of, things have kind of... changed over time. And it's a bit different depending on where you are. But the general idea is the same. This is the time when the dead can return to the Earth... and they usually bring along some really sketchy characters too. So! Making snacks used to be kind of a way to make them not cause too much trouble.

[Speaking of snacks! She goes ahead and holds up a plate of jello shots.]

You can also get super creative with your baking too! Aren't these just like, totally cool~!

[Someone was obviously very proud of her little creations.]

C~!

[resistetmords]

I mean... I wish I could say I haven't... but. It does sort of remind me of a few things that comes from Mr. Japan's house.

[And she hates that she knows exactly what the girl was talking about. With that in mind she kind of... tries to shuffle Ritsuka behind her and away from said trees. No hentai tonight. Probably.]

Emerald Sustrai 💎 RWBY

[unhappy]

A. Worrigami - OTA
[ This is stupid, but Emerald's been here long enough that she's started to have a little more trust in the magic here. People, not so much, but the way things work here make sense. The world is ending, but people are fighting to stop it. Light magic bends light, dark magic makes her neighbor sneeze for three hours straight when he forgets to turn off his alarm before going to work and makes it impossible to sleep. As a general rule, no one's trying to pull a fast one with magic items as long as you actually ask questions instead of just stupidly charging ahead, so she's got the general gist of it for the papers. She feels like she can trust what she knows at least to the extent that she knows she doesn't know everything. Which means she can trust the origami she's been handed.

It doesn't make the opening up part any easier. Emerald finds herself mildly annoyed at her own weakness- her own desire to find someone to care about her that's driven her to do unspeakable things. But that ultimately is what makes her write anything down.

I betrayed the only people I could ever call family.

She couldn't be a part of destroying the world. But she also can't say it was because it was the right thing to do- she didn't decide to do the right thing until after she'd already gotten out.

Sick to my stomach. Angry. At myself, at them.

She wanted Mercury to believe her, to leave with her. She saw it in his eyes the second he left that he only did after it was too late. Mercury wanted her to stop believing in Cinder. Cinder looked right through her when all she'd ever done was for her sake-- she'd saved Cinder's life and Cinder was mad at her for valuing her life over power. There was nothing she could do for either of them, the two people who meant the most in the world to her, and in the face of that she turned her back on both of them. How could she not be angry? And now she just felt...

She pauses before scribbling one more word on the paper.

Alone.

And the two sheets slide together and begin folding together until they form a monkey and run off, using its little paper tail to swing off of a curtain rod and out the window.

..Yeah, Emerald's climbing out the window after it to follow it. She's not really waiting around. It's a little paper monkey and what else does she have to do all day? ]

B. Dark Art - OTA
[ Emerald isn't much of an art person, but the art gallery itself has a lot of cool tricks in it. The trick with the fruit is inspired. She's already got her token for getting through it (not much is scarier than living in a literal hellscape ruled by an apocalyptic self-proclaimed goddess who creates her own monsters) but afterwards, she can be found hanging around the exit kind of.. lightly bullying the staff member who gave her her token. ]

I don't need a painting to throw things at you, you know. Just show me.

[ ..She knows how to be polite, but when she doesn't have to pretend to be, she usually isn't. Maybe someone can go rescue the guy? Or help her learn a cool dark magic trick. Whichever. ]

C. Closed to Morgan
[ Well, he had told her to call if she wanted to do something. This probably wasn't what he had in mind, but after seeing some poor sap get Frenched by a tree (and leaving him there) Emerald had turned back to the edge of the Broceliande and send him a quick text to meet her there, with no real explanation. She gives him a brief wave as he approaches, then turns to walk back into the forest. ]

Come on.

[ She'll probably explain on the way if he hasn't figured it out on his own. Scavenger hunt time! ]

D. Wildcard
[ If you want something else, go for it! Emerald's not likely to willingly subject herself to being hexed, so the third prompt is shaky unless your character agrees to be the blinded one. Can also be hit up at tartetain or taylotjelly#4556 on discord if you wanna plot first. :) ]

[fujimaru]

Ah, yes, my proud and noble heritage...

[ She's not protesting being moved out of the way. Just seeing it once was bad enough; having to keep looking at it is just worse.

And on some level she's noticed the phrasing--"Mr. Japan's house"?--but files that away for later for the moment. For now, escaping before this becomes tentacle porn. ]

[resistetmords]

[Don't look Guda! Save your precious, virgin sight!]

I mean it's not all bad? Okay it's still kind of weird. But not all entirely bad?

[Look, she ain't about to kink shame here! She is going to kind of... start leading them away from said trees though. Would green magic even work on these things??? Did she even want to know what might happen should she try?]

But... Anyway let's just find the dolls and get back to safety.

[And away from the drooling tongue trees.]

C

[umuperor]

[ nero... probably... can't just stand there and let whatever's about to happen happen. she guesses. the blade of a familiar red longsword lashes out, slicing the mimic's tongue before it can get to ritsuka, even as she moves out of its range on her own. she moves back a few paces quickly, aiming to get the young woman moving with her.

she's dressed in rather more modern clothes than ritsuka might expect, though. ]

Best to give those their space. [ she turns her eyes towards ritsuka, and... yeah, there's no trace of recognition there, really. ]

Creepy Painting

[dragon_slaaaaaaave]

Arms folded up behind her head, Lina half-turns at the waist to meet Ritsuka's enquiring gaze. "Oh, probably." She replies breezily. "Get close enough and they come out of the painting and try to kill us both, most likely." She doesn't sound particularly perturbed about the possibility, though. Without taking her eyes off Ritsuka, she nods towards the painting. "You tell me, are they closer now?"

Yuber | Suikoden

[eightfoldfiend]

[Risk of violent content or descriptions of violence in comments.]

I. Worrying Monsters

[Yuber prowls through the streets and stops to sit on a park bench, growling with boredom.

The chaos of the previous month had been delicious and the mass flight of refugees to New Camelot had made him hopeful that there would soon be conflict. Usually a sudden clash of disparate cultures meant conflict. So far, though, there hasn't been much more than the occasional scuffle which is far from the war Yuber craves.

As he stretches his arms out across the back of the bench, thinking dark thoughts, he sees massive paper creatures start moving about between the buildings. He watches them for a while before he lifts a gloved hand, calls on his kinetic magic, and starts pushing them around.

A flailing limb here, a stumble there; parts of the creatures fold and flop beneath his graceful gestures. Watching the paper shift around in response to his prodding is amusing, but he never does sway them from their paths. Eventually they leave the range of his magic, continuing their determined march to wherever it is they're going.]

II. The Haunted Manor

[Some people may feel tempted to visit Loch Manor this time of year. Yuber doesn't care much and generally leaves people alone but sometimes those exploring for some festive scares might see him standing off in the distance, watching.

While at Loch Manor he wears his dark armor and horned helmet, which gives him a demonic silhouette against the faint light of dusk. If he is approached he might be willing to chat or he might lunge, it depends on the person and how afraid they seem to be.]

(for this prompt please let me know if you want to just chat or if your character is fearful and you want them terrorized. He won't kill anyone unless that is specifically something you are interested in)

III. Wildcard

[Want to do something else? Hit me up at the plotting post]

It's a C, Morgan-o!

[morganknight]

[Maybe Emerald appreciates that he'll just show up in response to random messages like that. Maybe someday she will. Whatever, she needs someone in her life who will, so he'll do it.]

[Morgan looks tired today, which is saying something considering how difficult it is to make him tired. But not an unhappy tired, because he has a smile and a wave in return for her as he moves to catch up and fall in beside her, and both are genuine.]

Off on another great adventure, huh?

Amy Rose | Sonic the Hedgehog

[pricklybloom]

Worrigami

[ Amy stares at the papers for a moment, her fingers tapping on the table as she thinks. This is more difficult than she thought it would be.

After what feels like a long moment, she finally sets to writing on each piece of paper. On the first sheet, she writes: ]

"I'm afraid that I will never be good enough."

[ Then on the second sheet, she writes: ]

"I feel frustrated, scared, and ashamed that I can't do more."

[ She watches as the words she wrote disappear into the sheets, and the begin to merge together and take form. Then her eyes widen when the papers fold and settle into a figure she recognizes all too well. ]

...Oh, you have got to be kidding me.

[ The paper figure seems to stare at her for a moment, then turns and starts to float away. Still a bit stunned, it takes her a moment before she hurries to follow it. ]

Hey, get back here!

Dolls

[ Amy can't help a small sigh as she walks, keeping an eye out for anything that might be out of place. ]

Is this really a good idea? Nothing good ever really comes from cursed dolls.

[ Participating on the scavenger hunt definitely hadn't been her idea. But she's here now, and her partner is counting on her, so there's no way she's backing down.

But it's still creepy and she hates it. ]

Wildcard

((Feel free to come up with your own prompt!))

Fenton Crackshell-Cabrera | DuckTales 2017

[doctorintern]

Haunted Art Gallery

[ Fenton visited the library quite a bit, whenever he had a bit of free time, so he feels pretty confident about navigating through the library to complete the trial. The enchanted paintings only give him a bit of a pause, but he proceeds on with his partner.

Still, it's difficult to ignore the ominous feeling that seemed to settle over them, especially as he noticed the eyes of one painting following them as they passed by. ]

Wow...they really captured the haunted feeling here, huh?

Dolls

[ A part of Fenton regrets agreeing to the scavenger hunt, but cursed dolls are just really creepy.

It doesn't help when he thinks he's spotted one, and the echo of a giggle passes by when he tries to look. A test of courage, sure, but this is just unsettling.

Still, he tries his best to hunt for the dolls, and after a moment he pauses, glancing around. ]

Hang on...I think I saw something.

Wildcard

((Feel free to come up with your own prompt!))

[fujimaru]

...

[ Well. This isn't the first time someone she knows hasn't known her--not even here in Camelot. It's probably safe to assume that Mash has mentioned an alternate Nero somewhere in passing, and so after a second to adjust, Ritsuka does what she does best: roll with the punches. ]

Yeah, I still haven't figured out which ones are real trees and which ones are. Uh. That.

[ Of all the things that she has discovered are actually real, tentacle monsters probably are at the bottom tier. ]

Thanks for that. I wasn't looking forward to being the next OnlyFans special.

[fujimaru]

I think that depends on your definition of bad, here...

[ It's too late. She glances back over her shoulder, winces, and looks forward again. ]

I don't even know if I want any of those prizes. I just kind of felt compelled to give it a shot. Guess I must've been more bored than I thought... thanks for the help, miss.

[fujimaru]

"I don't know if I'm more worried or assured about you not worrying..."

But even as she says that, Ritsuka deliberately closes her eyes for a beat, then opens them again. And then she has to lean in just a little closer, because at this point, the mannequins in the painting are definitely close enough that it's all subtle degrees of closer.

After a second, she lets out a deep, long-suffering sigh, and takes a step back.

"Yep. They sure are. Cool, I love being stuck in place."

[umuperor]

Are you certain? You might get quite the following, you know.

[ and whatever she had been implying with that falls to the wayside when she spies ritsuka's hand. ah. ]

Your Command Seals... are you Chaldea's Master, then? [ now this is interesting. ]

[fujimaru]

Pass. I don't want my first time on camera, no matter how much people want to pay for it.

[ That said, she does automatically glance over her shoulder just in case there are other mimics checking out the pieces of their unfortunate companion.

And then she double fingerguns at Nero, deadpan. ]

That'd be me. I'd prefer Ritsuka, though, if you don't mind.