EVENT ✨ Wolf's Moon

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The Fairy Queen sends out an invitation for all otherworlders to an eccentric party with ulterior motives that aren't necessarily bad.. after all, they're protecting players from a ritualistic curse cast by escaped convicts from the Elphame prison. But that doesn't mean it's the party's entirely safe either.

CONTENT WARNINGS:

• 1st Prompt: Mild elements of body horror in the fairy queen's description (paragraph starting with "Opening the message"); this paragraph is description only and may be skipped without loss of content.
• 2nd Prompt: Ball prompts include reference to drugs, alcohol, smooching, and fake murder.
  
• 3rd Prompt: May have potential for mild body horror depending on player preference, as it features cynanthropy/lycanthropy.

The night before the full moon, a message is sent out to all the otherworlders in the land. In each person's inbox, the message sender reads simply "ELPHAME" and appears to have a verified account, despite that looking into it doesn't seem to reveal much content. The profile pic is simply a picture of a mushroom. Opening the message will reveal a video recording. For the first full minute, a woman simply stares into the video through one pure white eye and one wholly black eye. Her hair is white and fair and longer than can be seen in the video of her torso. Her skin is sallow, gray more than any other color, and her décolleté is peppered with what seems to be shells of mushrooms growing out of her flesh like they would on a tree, patches of bleeding tooth mushroom creeping down the side of her neck.
Atop her head, a headpiece made of platinum formed into the tiniest branches, filled with leaves of precious stones- diamonds, rubies, emeralds, sapphires, and moldavite trailing down in long chains that keep her hair out of her face. Her lips are just slightly parted, painted in what seems to be an enchanted design that shifts patterns as she moves, as if they were a green screened galaxy in real life. There is a stud in the bow of her lips, and the top of her clothing appears to be colorful, but is only visible toward the top of her frame, as her top is low-cut to account for the fungi. A number of small stitched scars are visible, but largely healed. She tilts her head slightly. Even though it's only a video recording, it feels as though she is looking directly at your character. "You are busy bees..." A soft voice speaks, almost as if the wind itself is whispering in your ear and not from a recorded video. "Busy bees could barely bother, but bother is basically all you do. I bequeath you busy bees a bidding. Bother blithely, busy bees, in Elphame as bristling beauties are bound to do. A ball before you, beneath the Wolf's Moon big and bright, betwixt burgeoning fae blooms. Do not baa, do not bray, bruin nor boar will keep big bad wolf at bay. Bop and bounce, ballet you may, or brawl your basest behaviors in my ballroom before break of day. Broadcast not your boorish bumf, though, or busy bees will be broken brisker than bats banished from Beelzebub's borders and bound. Bless my bestowal and with bated breath I shall bade you betokened truth, if truth be told." Whether or not your character understood what was actually said or their brain shut down in the middle of those barely benign instructions, they may additionally notice fairy circles made of tiny mushrooms start to crop up regardless of where they are in Avalon.
	Once night falls, if a character dances in them they will be transported to a costume party within the ballroom of the fairy queen in Nicnevin. Costumes will be magically applied upon arrival, based on a favorite childhood fantasy. (Did they want to be an astronaut? A dinosaur? A cowboy? A cat? That's what they'll appear as.) You can choose from any age of childhood for your character, depending on whether you want to go funny or more serious about their later childhood dreams. Whatever your character chooses to do as part of the party, the following party happenings should be noted:
1. If your character or anyone they know uses your character's name or reveals enough information about themself, they will become unable to disobey the fairy queen in future events. They've technically been warned about this in the fairy queen's message, even if it wasn't easy to understand. B. Alternately, you can have your character's name be captured by a more mischievous party guest fae and play with that as you will. You can be released either by someone else killing your captured fae for you, or the fae saying your name backward. So if your character's name is Stevie, they would have to trick the fairy into saying Eivets. This option to NPC your own fae captor is endable on your own terms, but 1a will be on the fae queen's terms down the line. 2. The party itself is a protected area; refusal to attend or leaving the party before sunset will subject characters to the Wolf's Moon, which has been put under a ritual by a prisoner group released from the fae prison during the previous dark web quest, Banyanished. This ball is being held as a gift to otherworlders to protect them from the second part of this event. (See below for details.) Characters will be told that they are in a protective area if they try to leave and to trust the fairy queen, but will not be forced to stay against their will by the fae. The only people who may try to stop your character from leaving beyond telling them this information are other player characters. 3. Dancing, food (fairy food*), psychedelics and drink will be provided to those of age who want them throughout the night. If the partygoers don't seem to be having a good time or the party grows dull, the fairy queen (dressed in the award-winning submission to the Elphame Trader's contest some time ago) will make a demand participation in a party game. If your character is standing around and not participating in the general activities, they may be coerced to participate. Anyone may join willingly as well, of course. The following party games will be played throughout the night:

Spin the Bottle, Elphame Rules: Fairies are quite randy creatures at times, and the first game played is none other than spin the bottle. The rules are as such: when it is your turn, you are blinded by fairy magic and must spin the bottle. Once the bottle stops spinning, the person the bottle lands on will kiss them. The person who is kissed must guess who from the circle kissed them; a correct guess will mean they stay in and the blindness spell will be lifted. An incorrect guess will eject them from the circle and they will wander around blind for the duration of the game until a winner is declared. Feel free to play out gameplay or your character needing assistance after being ejected from the game circle.

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Truth or Dare: The standard game of truth or dare. Don't forget to be very careful, as certain truths may have dire consequences. (See point 1, be very careful.) You can play issuing and completing dares or asking and answering truths with other player characters or receive dares from NPC'd fairies, which may escalate to dangerous and magical lengths. The only solid rule is that no dares are permitted to require exiting the party to complete, and lying during a truth gives permission to fairies to steal your tongue from you if they discover your lie at any point, even after the party is over.

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Balloon Game: Everyone loves a good murder game! Everyone is outfitted with a single balloon. You may secure the balloon to yourself for 2 minutes before the start of the game. In the center of the game circle is a pile of close-range weapons varying in usefulness from binoculars and pots to knives, slingshots, axes and more. Magic is also permitted. If your balloon "pops" you are "dead" and will float to the ceiling to fly around until the end of the game, out of harm's way. Do not commit any actual murder or the balloon of the deceased will immediately wrap around you in a full rubber bodysuit and imprison you until the fairy queen can deal judgment. (If this happens, notify a mod so we can discuss Queen Elphame's judgment with you OOC.)

Helping to empower otherworlders to improve their chances of saving the world is the kind of task that can be a little.. subjective. A little questionable when it comes to consent, at times. After all, no one is here with their consent and no one was bonded with their familiar or given magic with their consent. What's a little more empowerment? Certainly, a group of imprisoned lycanthrope wizards seem to think they have something of a solution to increasing other worlders' potentials: a ritual using the Wolf Moon of January's full moon cycle to transform unprotected otherworlders into fellow cynanthropes or, in layman's terms, werewolves and other types of weredogs. Anyone not protected (at the party) will be affected by the curse ritual.
Cynanthropes in Avalon have the following characteristics: Character is now able to transform into a humanoid dog or wolf form to the extent the player chooses (go ears/tail or full-furry) Experiences enhanced strength, enhanced sense of smell, night vision, blood lust, and characteristics similar to the character's dog or wolf breed. These effects are only applicable the day before, the day of, and the day after the full moon from sundown to sunrise on each day. Note that new weredogs/wolves do not have control over their instincts for the first few months of transformations and will behave aggressively. If in an emotional state, they can lose control of their transformed form regardless of how long they have been cursed. Though characters can be killed by normal means throughout the month, they can only be killed by silver bullets during the 3-day full moon cycle Full-time side effects include cravings for meat, animal mages having mild influence over them, being able to eat food from Elphame without being bound to the land, and the occasional hair ball. It is up to players how painful they want the transformation to be/not to be; you can play this how you want and chalk it up to ritual reaction variation. Cynanthrope ritual curses are particularly strong and require at least two siphoners working together to break the curse, a counter-curse potion (only available through events), or a deal with a powerful being such as the fairy queen or Morganna. If your character did not attend the party, left the fairy queen's party, or wasn't at the Red Springs (protected by the mysterious crystals that turn it red during the full moon-- conveniently for your excuse not to participate in either prompt if you want to opt out!) they will become a werewolf or weredog.

Comments

[prontissimo]

Yeah? Really? You wanna help me build one?

[ His face lights up at that, a more genuine and boyish surprise and delight than his typical smugness. He's barely had any mechanical outlet to fidget with here beyond whittling wood, which just wasn't cutting it, and his Polaroid, which took very little effort. If it's one thing we've learned about Alberto, is he needs to be stimulated.

And he'd never had more fun than when he was building Vespas with Luca. He knows nothing and no one could ever live up to that, buuuut as an activity in general, it was still a really fun project regardless. He'd be over the moon to do it again. ]

[wolfhunted]

Yeah! I mean, I think I can help. I do maintenance on me crossbow a lot already.

[That's...not really the same thing as building a Vespa, but if she can keep a tool like that well-maintained, surely she can help with putting something else together, right? Right.]

[prontissimo]

Yeah! So you'd know what you're doing, heh! Let's do it!

[ Alberto buys it. What does he know? Every Vespa he's ever made fell to pieces. Because they were made of, like, toasters and cheese wheels and clothes hangers. Ahem. But Robyn doesn't know that's what she's signing up for. ]

We can ride it off those cliffs by the shore, so if we crash, either the mountain monster will catch us, orrr, we'll crash into the lake.

[ W-W-W-Wait, he's already planning on crashing?! Okay, maybe Robyn can suspect what she's signing up for, at that comment... ]

[wolfhunted]

Crash?

[Yeah, that's a tip-off that things might not go as smoothly for them as she thought.]

Maybe we could try ridin' it on flatter ground first so that doesn't happen so much...?

[Her tone at the end of that is hopeful that Alberto might get the hint to not immediately start driving them both off a cliff, but somehow she doubts it.]

[prontissimo]

Flatter ground? How would we get it to go? We need the momentum! I can't build a motor...?!

[ Oh, god, yeah, no, he's anticipating it will crash, apparently... This is not what Robyn thought she was signing up for. ]

[wolfhunted]

[This is Robyn's life now. Her fate is sealed.]

Then we could just find a hill to go down. Maybe one that doesn't go right into the ocean?

[That doesn't mean she can't attempt to steer her fate away from a more deadly accident, though.]

[prontissimo]

[ Alberto throws her a flat look. ]

Right, so we can crash into a tree instead of the water. That's better. Unless you know of some hill with a meadow at the bottom or something... At least if we crash into the water, we can fish out all the parts and reuse them for the next Vespa.

[ This is already going great... and he's already planning on a next one, after the crash. ]

[wolfhunted]

Fine...but it would still take ages to get all the parts out of the water. Especially if we crashed hard.

[Robyn knows Alberto would have an easier time gathering stuff underwater due to being what he is, but she's not exactly used to spending that much time swimming around.]

[prontissimo]

Nahhh, trust me, I know what I'm doing. Me and my best friend back home made tons of Vespas together!

[ He pauses, then corrects himself. ]

Okay, so maybe not— tons... But a lot!

[ None of this inspires confidence. Like, at all. ]

[wolfhunted]

Is there a difference between "tons" and "a lot"?

[Because if there is, then that might help Alberto's case just a little.]

[prontissimo]

All right, all right, we made like— ...Five. That's still a lot!

[ He really isn't helping his own case. ]

[wolfhunted]

Well, I suppose it's better than none at all.

[Some experience is better than none, even if it seems like Alberto's attempts to build a Vespa have all ended in them falling apart.]

At least we've both got some skills between us.

[Even though Robyn's crossbow maintenance doesn't really count as experience...]

[prontissimo]

[ Alberto shoots her a thumbs up, smirk coming back to his face. He is, for better or worse, undaunted by danger or failure. Hardly matters to him how well his Vespas stay together, as long as they move, and he has fun making them... that's the real bottomline. ]

I'm great at building stuff, don't worry~ I've also fixed a boat. I can make beds — bunk beds. And I can whittle!

[ The hell does whittling have to do with anything... ]

We've got this.

[ Infamous last words. ]

[wolfhunted]

[Well, whittling can be a handy skill. Robyn still doesn't know much about Vespas, but you can definitely use wooden parts for them, right? Right.]

Alright, Senor Vespa, I believe you. Especially if I ever want a bunk bed.

[She's reminded of how she and her father had a kind of bunk bed back home, where she slept in a bed up near the window while his bed was below hers.]