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▶ EVENT.012

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The planet continues to struggle, but life in Lunatia goes on. In an effort to boost awareness and encourage study of Lunatian culture and tradition, the Office of the Magister Scientiae has declared that the previously sealed Lunatian Archives shall be open to the public for the first time. A popular subject for photographers, the Lunatian Archives is famous for its minimalist architecture: a floating white cube whose walls perfectly reflect the Iris moon’s light.

▶ Beware of Ten-Tickles
2/24 | Lunatian Archives, Iris Moon | top

The whole city is abuzz as they anticipate the exciting coverage of this historical milestone. This year’s theme for the inaugural exhibit, the Coiled Hearts Festival, has many Lunatians excited. The promotions promise an unforgettable date for you and your loved one like no other, complete with scintillating artifacts from Amegahara, Dystelle and beyond.

In order to accommodate the expected crowds, the entire building is being refurbished and spruced up. As a result, a number of temporary job openings are available. For those looking for quick and easy Demichroma, this is your chance!

A A set of holographic boards at the front desk lists several available tasks. Simply tap a task to register! Some simpler activities include preparing the rest areas with refreshments and romantic canapes, as well as decorating each floor of the building. Turn it into a place that can make your heart skip a beat!

You can also register for desk jobs, such as taking inventory of the collection or designing and printing out brochures and posters. Some of the more laborious jobs include moving humongous exhibits. Please handle these with care! And watch out: carrying the stone statues invite a mysterious force that tickles you until you put them down.

You’ll also re-encounter your formidable archnemesis, the horned taurus octopi. Much to your chagrin, one of the tasks is to wrestle them and other fish into the gigantic tanks on display. Remember to moonlace and bring an extra set of clothes!

B The key artifact for the exhibit is a well-preserved stone statue that was retrieved from The Glory. A beautiful young man lies bridal-style in the mighty embrace of a handsome half-octopus woman in armor. This treasured ancient statue is thought to be the first ever depiction of the Legend of the Fisherman’s Wife. Some historians argue this isn’t a mere depiction, but a statue created in the true likeness of the legendary couple. Conspiracy theorists take that claim a step further: the statue is the actual couple petrified in their final, sorrowful moment together.

With the strange rumors going around, the conspiracy is difficult to ignore. Both staff and visitors say that the stone couple’s eyes stare pointedly at those who do not show affection to their loved ones. True enough, as you’re directed to clean and polish the statue, you notice something odd. Though the room should be silent, you will hear the waves of the ocean nearby. Then out of nowhere, it will feel as if a strong tide is crashing against you, pushing you against another Moonblessed’s bewildered body as you try to work. There is no tide, of course, but the salty smell on your skin makes you wonder.

▶ Going Bananas
02/25 | Lunatian Archives, Iris Moon | top

It’s opening night, and eager crowds are gathered at the Lunatian Archives. Tickets for the affair are noticeably discounted for couples, so be sure to grab a date for the venue.

An open bar at the lobby is serving Mollusc Milk shots, which may have may or not come from your fellow Moonblessed volunteers. Old world manuscripts and tapestries depicting various beasts and legendary battles from after the Calamity are proudly displayed in several exhibit halls. Remember: you can look, but you can’t touch! Moonblessed can also volunteer to keep an eye out for visitors who break this rule. Those who help will be given Demichroma and a gift: one delicious artisan cupcake.

As you tour the archives, you once again hear the rolling sounds of the ocean beneath the soft, classical music. At times, you swear you feel something long and slimy sweeping across your skin. The absence of marks tells you it’s your imagination, but you’re not so sure...

A One of the more popular exhibits is the Hall of Lovers, a series of aquarium tunnels fortified with Demichroma. The tunnel forks into two: one is for friends and the other is for couples. If your character is below eighteen, the museum staff will usher you into the first tunnel with no exceptions — the second tunnel is not family-friendly! In the second tunnel, a gentle mist sprayed through the vents contains a very light aphrodisiac to put you and a friend in the mood.

No matter the path you take, you can watch the performance of dancing robots depicting the courtship of ancient Lunatian couples in the waters.

You soon come across a particular pair of lovers floating about: a merman prince embracing his drowning pirate paramour. If you stare long enough, you may notice them mimicking your actions with a partner. If you hold hands with one another, they hold hands; if you kiss, they kiss. But if you’re bold enough to do something a little more to your partner that they find appealing, they begin to clap and cheer you on. Were these even robots to begin with?

B In a corner of the Chamakshala wing, there is a carved limestone panel depicting the joyous marriage of two regal monkey gods. As you pass by, voices from the panel suddenly ask you and your friends to crack a good joke or entertain them with humorous banter to honor the occasion. Succeed and a banana will appear in your hands.

You may be wondering if the banana is special or will bring you good fortune. It is not. It’s just a banana.

Be sure to eat the banana in front of them and express your gratitude, or they will take offense and rain a hundred rotten bananas on you! Once they are done with you, they will send you on your way with a strange, echoing warning: beware the virgin warrior, beware the virgin warrior…

They might keep giving you bananas out of nowhere for the rest of the day because it amuses them. If you honored their request, the bananas will be perfectly ripe, while those who disrespected them will receive rotten ones.

▶ Darling, It’s Better Down Where It’s Wetter
02/28 - 02/29 | Lunatia | top

Over the past few days, these have been the top hashtags and howls on Prismagram and Howler: #LunatiaUnsolved, #StatuesThatCanEatMyAss, and “how come no one told me the ghost of the lunatian archives was thicc af 😱😍 we stan one fierce queen”. Someone’s Prismagram post went viral after they shared footage of the statue of a beautiful warrior moving around the exhibition hall — the same one in the Legend of the Fisherman’s Wife. This video clip has become such a hot topic that it has made the local headlines. The Lunatian Archives’s press release states that no statue in the museum has budged at all. The museum’s archivists and attendants all swear they saw nothing, but many remain skeptical.

In response to the public, the museum cooperates with the Moon Knights to tighten their security measures over the statue. The efforts will be in vain — by the end of the month, the cursed statue will vanish entirely, forcing the Lunatian Archives to admit the truth: they had hoped to finish their own investigation and resolve the issue before the matter escalated, but failed to contain the statue. Hefty rewards will be offered by the Lunatian Archives to uncover the mystery of the precious artifact and recover it in mint condition.

Be careful at night and don’t leave your windows open. Wherever you are, the living statue may pay you a visit, announcing herself as Osse, the Viergean Sentinel of Queen Tempeste. Blinded by madness in her search for her lost lover, she unhinges her jaw and cries loud enough to temporarily stun anybody who has even the slightest resemblance of that certain someone she longed for all those centuries ago...

A While under the effect of her scream, she may mistake you for her lover and try to coddle you to her chest with her arms and tentacles. If you rebuke her, she will start crying loudly and surround you in a large tear-shaped orb that will slowly start to fill with water as she weeps and drown you (yes, she can even drown aquatic types and people who can breathe underwater). Flattering her will slow down the process enough for you to escape the weakened orb walls, but it will shatter more quickly if another Mooblessed proclaims their affection for you — even if it’s faked.

B If you respond positively to her embrace, she will gift you with a siren’s tail and gills, though for what purpose will become clear when she starts to rampantly flood large parts of Levels 2 and 3, creating free-flowing pools with her abilities. The water has the same properties as her tears. Fortunately, with the gift bestowed upon you, you may swim to and save others by kissing them, allowing them to transform for survival. The transformation will wear off after an hour, so hurry. Civilians and Moonblessed alike need your help!

As the water level rises with each of Osse’s encounters, creating flooded streets and apartments all over, the Lunar Scientiae rush to capture the statue and deactivate it with their technology. The following morning, as Prismals and Moonblessed alike clean up the mess Osse left in her wake, Lunatians tuning into their radios and televisions might catch Magister Scientae Alcmene being interviewed on the city’s most popular news station:

Magister Scientiae Alcmene

—was about to go on a tangent about the copulation of taurus octopi there. Thank you, Karen.

Yes, what we initially believed to be a lifeless statue was in fact a creation of the ancient Prismals of Vierge — a precursor to the modern robots all over Lunatia now powered by Chroma. Osse hasn't been active since the Calamity. Now she's been brought to life by the overflow of Chroma from the Moonblessed, which begs the question: what is the true nature of the legend of the Coiled Hearts?

Anyway, it’s fascinating what the Moonblessed can do; this is what I've been saying for the past year now, really. I do believe they are the answer to saving our planet—

The Osse is back on display with her fisherman lover, who is now caressing her face, and the two of them look happier than ever.

▶ NOTES

OSSE ▶ You can find Osse (or rather, Osse can find you) anywhere in Lunatia. She is indestructible; nothing can harm or destroy her. She speaks like a robot, regurgitating the same set phrases whenever she fights or holds someone in her embrace.

SIREN TRANSFORMATION ▶ You are free to customize your transformation however you wish.

▶ REMINDERS

WHAT IS THIS? ▶ Players may use the prompts in this post to make their own posts and logs for the event in the communities. This post will serve as an event directory. No RPing will take place on this post. Players may place their starters in their top-level comments and link to their posts for others to tag them there.

QUESTIONS? Questions related to this event goes to this thread in the plotting post.

HAS MY QUESTION ALREADY BEEN ANSWERED? ▶ Please read the log and previously asked questions carefully before asking any questions.

DO I HAVE TO PARTICIPATE? ▶ As always, all content is optional. You do not have to be affected by any of the prompts if you wish to opt out.

CAN I DO X? ▶ As long as you follow the game's rules, basic lore, and are mindful of people’s comfort levels, go wild!

WARNINGS/PLAYER PERMISSION ▶ Please ask for player permission before bringing up potentially sensitive subjects or triggers. Likewise, please make use of warnings and appropriate cuts.

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▶ PROMPTS

( i. ) — beware of ten-tickles | a.

( Who is Demyan if he's not trying to make things right, make things better? That can hardly be called a demigod of compassion at all.

He goes about helping quietly, moving with a silence that's almost eerie ... Quite a few times he startles the people he's working with to put up rings of blooms, and each time he apologizes. )

Sorry, sorry. I guess I don't have an off-switch for the creepy-boy shit today.

( His laughter is weak, a little awkward ... )

( ii. ) — beware of ten-tickles | b.

( At the feeling of the strange force, the smell of saltwater, Demyan crashes backwards into his companion. Blood leaks from his mouth, and his extra pair of eyes shine bright and strange on his cheeks.

And he laughs. )

Ohh, fuck this place ...

( iii. ) — going bananas.

( It's not the first time he's been urged into a small space with a stranger on this strangest of planets, and he has a feeling it won't be the last. The second tunnel's air makes him feel warm and relaxed as he walks through; his posture becomes looser, he walks taller.

And then he notices that the robot went from holding itself like he was to practically prancing, and— )

Hey, do you think those things are mimicking?

( iv. ) — darling, it's better down where it's wetter.

( Out in the streets in level two, Demyan's going about checking in on Moonblessed and civilians he happens across. It's the morning after her attack and containment, and Demyan feels just a little bereft without his tentacles.

He peeps at himself in a reflection of a puddle, strokes at his chin. )

Iä, iä. Demyan fhtagn.

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01. OPENING NIGHT [LUNATIAN ARCHIVES]

[Needless to say, this 17th century Japanese centaur from the boonies has never been to a museum. Let alone anything like... a giant floating cube? Konoha actually wasn't planning on going at all until the day of, thinking perhaps that her husband wouldn't be interested in attending such a crowded event and fearing that the Iris moon might make her... less than presentable in public.

But the stars aligned. Gonta agreed to go with her, and this month it seemed like the worst Iris had planned for her was a tawnier, doe-colored coat and nothing more troublesome than the seasonal heats she'd been dealing with all her life, so... !

Two tickets, please.

A. Once inside, Konoha can be found wandering from her date's side in the main exhibition areas, wearing one of her formal kimono, her "skirt" tied extra tight, and a drink in hand as she gawks openly at... basically every exhibit.]

What's this... ?

[Over there,]

Is that a fish... ?

[And over here,]

H- How is that okay to put out for everyone to see... ?

[She could just be talking to herself, but. She could also really use an answer.]

B. [At some point in her wanderings through the exhibits, Konoha comes to an abrupt stop, a shudder passing up her (very long) spine from the base of her trecherously rising tail to the top of the bun piled on top of her head. There's definitely something cool and slick curling around her back leg, suckers brushing against her hock-

Alarmed, she gives a quick kick and a high-pitched squeak, shaking off the tentacle that turned out to be phantasmal... except her back hoof collides with something very, very real in the process.]

Oh gods, I'm sorry- !

02. FLOOD, RESCUE VERSION

[Flooding is a catastrophe that Konoha knows how to handle. (She thinks.) More than once in her life she's dealt with this kind of natural (unnatural) disaster, and she isn't about to underestimate nature (the Viergean Sentinel of Queen Tempeste). When things start to flood she and Gonta get to work, helping their Prismal neighbors in the Groves and the neighborhoods around them... and with the waters rising, sloshing around her hocks and rising fast, she catches sight of someone struggling with the currents and surges forward, reaching out a hand.]

Here, take my hand- ! Do you know how to ride?

[Desperate times called for desperate measures.]

03. FLOOD, RESCUED VERSION

[And Konoha could really use a desperate measure right about now.

Contrary to certain misconceptions, jinba (and their equine cousins) were decent swimmers! Large lungs were great buoys, long legs cut through the water... but visibility beneath the cloudy floodwaters is limited, and one of those long legs is now tangled in what was once a festive string of flags strung across a street.

She tries to stay calm, tries to extricate herself... but panic starts to take over as the water swells higher, hooves churning the water uselessly and her kicks growing weaker, struggling for something human hands can grab hold of.

Was Mikuni safe? Were her friends? Was Gonta? They'd gotten separated, and she didn't know any longer. Was she going to die here, like this, without ever getting back to her world-

Konoha shoves those thoughts aside, opens her mouth to cry for help... and swallows water instead.]

04. BACK TO BUSINESS [TSURUGI FARMSTEAD, GREATMOON GROVES]

[It takes a while for Konoha to put the "OPEN" sign back beneath the farmstead's sign on the Grove's main road. It isn't every day you almost die in a flood or turn into a weird siren thing, after all. The answer as to "why" was just as confusing and incomprehensible to her as it always was, whether it was this Vierge woman or the giant lion man or the magic foxes...

She just has to keep moving.]

A. (for new or existing CR) [Any visitors to the farm might encounter Konoha before they even make it to the house. Throwing grain to the strange, crystal-studded Lunatian chickens, pulling heads of cabbage out of a field and loading them into baskets slung over her withers, hauling some buckets out of the storehouse... No matter what she's doing she stops at the sound of an approach that isn't heavy hoofbeats, putting on a smile.]

What can I get you?

B. (existing cr only) [Anyone who knows the couple well enough to head straight to the house without invite might stumble upon a strange scene indeed. The sound of a baby crying softly, to start with... and approaching closer finds Konoha lying on the veranda in a patch of sun with her head pillowed in the crook of one elbow, her other hand dangling off the edge of the wood and into a cradle on the ground below, trying to soothe a very much not-a-jinba infant within. One of her forelegs also hangs off the veranda, her hoof pushing against the cradle to keep it rocking while she murmurs a song barely audible over the baby's fussing.]

Deep in the mountains I long for the sound,
the sound of the waves of the sea
Far away even when I sleep,
the sound of the waves of the sea
Rocking back, rocking forth, rocking back and forth...

[If Konoha hadn't obviously been crying, singing wetly through tears staining her cheeks, it might have even been a cute scene.]

05. WILDCARD

[Open to making some wildcard starters if you want something different! Hit me up on sns or plotting comment!]

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1. PAMPHLET PAIN

[Eh, she supposes she can do a couple of the more clerical jobs. This exhibit thing sounds pretty cool -- she wants to know about all this too! She, sadly, has yet to visit the Lunatian Archives to study yet herself, though...

So she's been sat down at some desk to work on these brochures. They left her with a radio playing some mercilessly catchy song she can't make sense of a little too often. She's heard of people making fun of songs being overplayed, but this seemed over-the-top.

Still, she's spent some amount of time with these brochures, and flags you down as you pass by.] Hey! Hey, you!

Here, take a look at this. [She looks over at a nearby printer which is taking its time.] Er, hang on a sec.

Wait, there we go! Here, take a look at this. Does this make you want to visit the Coiled Hearts exhibit?

[It's... a little on the dry side, but very informative and full of some colorful photography, at least.]

2. OHHHH, BANANA!

[Honestly, amusing the monkey statues (or whatever AI is set up) didn't seem like too big of an ask. Patchouli's not a very entertaining person, but she's read a few jokes before. On the other hand, the great part about RP is that I can leave some things up to your imagination, such as what the joke was, so you can decide on your own just how awful it was.

Of course, she ate the banana in front of the statues as well. Maybe she's seen how this goes before. It didn't hurt her in any way to eat a banana, so, good enough, she guesses.

The problem, of course, is that these monkey gods seem to be... a little too generous. She's getting banana gifts pretty regularly through the day. Which means that, if you run into her while you're at the exhibition, there's a pretty good chance she'll have an offer for you.]

Do you want a banana? [Seriously. So many bananaas. So. Many. Bananas.]

3. PEEL-ING BAD

[I wasn't kidding. Those monkey gods? They seem to be being a little over-the-top in their gift-giving to Patchouli. Which means that at one point, she gets enough bananas that guests to the Archives might also run across... a pretty large pile of bananas.]

I need a little help here! [Judging by the muffled sound of that voice, Patchouli has been buried in far too many bananas...]

4. GET IN THE [HADAL] ZONE

[Okay. Okay fine. After flipping the fuck out about the moving statue thing, she gives the statue of Osse the affection she desires, for at least a brief period. The transformation is weird, on many levels, but she finally realizes why she was given these gifts as she sees various areas becoming flooded. This will make moving around a lot easier thanks to her tail.

So, um, her siren transformation involves yellowy-white eyes that shine like headlights, webbed fingers, and odd skin patterns -- it is, simply, very anglerfish-like and maybe a little monstrous -- her bizarrely long tail probably doesn't help, since she'll cast a scarily large shadow as she moves in.

However, she's not here to eat you. Instead she gesticulates wildly in a vain attempt to tell you to take her hand so she can get you at least to the surface. Any attempts to speak went as well as you'd think, but minus the risk of drowning.

Thankfully it's a hell of a lot easier to do this while both she and the other person are underwater.]

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event – siren tail rescues!
HuaiSang had tried to comfort the big scary handsome woman who had drawn him into her arms, confused and alarmed to be faced with someone more emotional than he is. The encounter has left him with a long silvery fish tail and scattered silver scales like sequins over his arms and face. Getting out of his apartment causes him some trouble, but once he’s into the flooded areas below he finds himself able to swim easily and naturally. He wears only his gray silk inner robe for modesty, though it’s inconvenient for swimming.

Delighted with the tail and his newfound ability to swim, HuaiSang will be exploring the flooded new world. He’s extroverted by nature, and the situation has taken most of the edge off his shyness. Though he won’t interfere with the statue and people trapped within the bubbles, he will rescue anyone drowning or trapped by flooding. Though he looks delicate, there are muscles concealed beneath his silk robe, so he’s more effective at rescues than his small frame might lead you to expect.

HuaiSang swims up with a smile, feeling exuberant with his newfound ability. “Hello! I can help. May I kiss you?”

event – sudden loss of competence
a. near drowning
It had not occurred to HuaiSang that this transformation was going to wear off, and certainly not so quickly. When the hour is up, he’s well away from his apartment and in the middle of a large section of water. The tail fades and HuaiSang suddenly remembers that he can’t normally swim. There’s a surprised squawk, some flailing, and then HuaiSang disappears under the water.
b. kiss me i’m helpless
Kisses get his transformation back quickly enough, so he’s right back to exploring and helping others. He’s now wary of large open areas of water and conscious of the timer on his transformation, so the second time this happens he’s near to the side of the building and able to cling to a half-submerged awning. He waves to get your attention. “Hello! I need to be kissed!”

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▶ PROMPTS

▶ BEWARE OF TEN-TICKLES

1. [The rewards of being in a music club for so long are finally on the doorstep. Souji didn't expect to be wrangling these octopuses like this- he expected to use a bit more of brute force, to be honest- but this is way easier. One after the other, the animals have been deposited into the big aquariums and Souji sighed. There's only one more left.

One that had left the comfiness of the water container and is slithering across the floor in search of whatever it is. It's too far away to hear the flute Souji's been playing which leaves it to only one thing left-]

Get out of the way-! [Souji warns other people that have been working with him and dashing after the escaped octopus, crashing his persona card in his hand-] Go, Izanagi, grab it!

[This won't end well... the floor is slippery from the wet trail the octopus left behind and he almost collides with other person-] Please, watch out for the octopus!

2. [After the ordeal with escaped animal, Souji changed his clothes (he was wet from head to toe) and decided to rest a bit in one of the halls. This one has a peculiar stone statue that the more Souji is staring at it the more he's getting creeps running down his back. And it's not even a scary statue either!

Squinting at it, he whispers to the person next to him, gaze unmoving from the face of the Kraken-looking lady.]

...do you feel like the statue is looking at us?

▶ DARLING, IT’S BETTER DOWN WHERE IT’S WETTER

[After making sure that Yosuke has gotten out of the trouble and on dry land, Souji summons Norn out of his (small) arsenal of personas. He'd use Izanagi-no-Okami, but in a situation as dire as this, Norn is better. There's a lot more space on the floating clock than on Izanagi. Besides, the persona had never let him down so far- he'd gotten it as his friendship and bond with Naoto strengthened. He trusts it.

That being said, after few moments of moonlancing (to make sure he has enough chroma for it), Souji gets on the back of his persona and flies down from the top of the highest building. The entire level is flooded and since he has no idea how it happened and where to go to stop it, he does the next thing logical- save the others. There are some that had transformed into mermaids, which is great, so he goes after those that don't have much luck in obtaining the fins.]

Here, grab my hand, I'll pull you up! Don't worry, you won't fall!

▶ Wildcard

[OOC: If you wish to plot out something else related to the event, PM me or poke me on plurk -

Windsongwitch ]

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A. Cake Catcher
[ While Lucilius had no particular interest in following rules, his steely glare has had the power to make people just... stop touching the art when he looked at them. He doesn't care about whether they do follow the rules or not, but rather this is just how he observes the people of this world.

This of course, gets him noticed by the guards of the museum and the praise (and cupcakes) fall lavishly on him. Lucilius takes a sniff at one cupcake and his nose wrinkles. All sugar. Hardly nutritional and nothing interesting about it. So he throws it away.

Free cupcakes anyone? ]

B. Don't Go Chasing Waterfalls
[ Lucilius is deep in the throes of Osse's embrace, having found the Astral researcher and glommed onto him. Not one for showing affection, Lucilius immediately rebukes her by pushing her away - saying he has no time to deal with lovesick fools. Osse of course, does not take this very well. And trapped a bubble, Lucilius is. Slowly drowning. He knows that perhaps, he is provoking Osse so he stays silent but she keeps crying.

After a certain point with orb filling, Lucilius sighs forlornly. ]

Hmph, pathetic. Is this what you are reduced to, flagrant displays of emotion?

[ Osse of course, does not take to this happily. She wails louder and the orb fills up faster. ]

C. Wild Card

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A. Making Waves

[Dick Gumshoe's primary job in this world might be working as a Moon Knight, but he still doesn't see the harm in doing odd jobs here and there. He actually has money in this world, so might as well keep it coming! And so he'll be taking on some of the tasks available around the Archives. Feel free to join him in helping to set things up or move heavy things around. He'll also definitely need help wrestling some of those aquatic creatures into submission! (Just not the horned taurus octopus or anything with the same effects)

Later, he'll stand guard by the statues of the Legend of the Fisherman's Wife. But it seems the statue misunderstands Gumshoe's connection to whoever is passing by... one invisible wave later, and one of them will be sent flying at the other!]

B. ANANAS

[Gumshoe takes some shifts on guard duty as well, but eventually he gets some time to just enjoy the museum. He feared that only weird shenanigans could come from the Hall of Lovers, so he made his way to the Chamakshala wing instead. Either he's come with someone he already knows, or maybe there's a stranger in the vicinity. Either way, he's not alone when the monkey gods suddenly accost them. Voices call out for entertainment! And who's Gumshoe to say no to that?]

Really?? Well, if you insist, pal. J-just gimme a second to think! [The monkey gods will also clarify that they want the other person to entertain them as well!]

C. The Little Mershoe

Part I [locked to Marie Antoinette]

[As a Moon Knight, Gumshoe held himself partly responsible for the statue's escape! And so he was pushing himself in helping with rescue operations during the flood. But all it took was one solid rock landing on his head to knock him out and send him tumbling into the drink. The big guy was quickly sinking down, further and further. Time was quickly running out for him...]

Part II [open]

[In the process of being rescued, Gumshoe ended up acquiring some new features. He had gills now! And his legs had fused together into one tail! He had never dreamed of becoming a merman, but this was still pretty cool. And also much more helpful for these rescue operations!

And so, for the next hour, the Gumsiren swims through the flooded areas in search of people to help! In many cases, he'll opt to simply carry the other person to the surface. But if it looks like the person won't make it unless they get some gills too, he may have to get a-smooching...!]

[ooc: For this prompt, just feel free to specify a preference between a kiss or non-kissing rescue! I'll default to non-kissing rescues for any characters in their teens.]

D. Wildcard

[Feel free to come up with an alternate prompt, or hit me up for plotting!]

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[A. ten-tickles]

[Sure this all seemed well and fine enough, and at first Oona had been plenty excited to check this place out—not that she cared about the artifacts and all much, but it was something new! Something fun! Something...that apparently wanted her to put some fish into tanks.

Hm.

Yeah, not really happy about that request, a fact many other volunteers might find out when she starts complaining loudly to anyone within earshot that they shouldn’t be locking the animals up like this... until, abruptly, she goes quiet about it. If this wasn’t suspicious enough, she begins wandering out of the archives with a strangely stiff gait.

Should she run into anyone or have to stop abruptly to keep from running into anyone, the reason for this will become very clear as with a few ‘plop’ noises, some baggies of water keeping the smaller fish fall from her robes and to the floor.

She looks down at the fish. She looks up at the person.]

...Ah. Hello.

[This is fine and normal.]

[B. Tunnel of Love]

[Sure she might’ve entered this place with someone, but she’s probably long since abandoned them in favor of running around on her own. Which has proven to be a small blessing, because even though they’re supposed just robots, she’s growing more and more discomforted by the merpeople displayed in the tanks.

It makes her skin itch and everything feel uncomfortable, heightened sensation against her skin to the point her clothes, freely flowing robes though they may be, feel restricting and like it’s sandpaper.

She stands and stares for a very long time at one happily flirting merperson couple, expression distant and full of anguished longing. It isn’t until there’s a distinct pinging noise of a couple...pearls? Hitting the floor and rolling away that she seems to snap out of it, making a small noise of surprise as she cups her hands under her face to catch more of the tears. Though they roll down from her eyes wet, they form small pearls quickly and drop into her hands or to the floor as she sniffles and tries to wipe them away.]

Ah— Stupid... What am I going to do with these...

[C. Something Fishy]

[But not even Oona can stay upset forever. She busies herself with the little things to keep her spirits up, and at one point seems to be staring intently at one of the display tanks of fish. If she catches your eye, she’ll grin and wink and make a ‘watch this’ sort of gesture before she approaches the tank.

She touches the tip of her finger to the glass and begins to make an oddly melodic noise; it’s sort of like a whistle and a croon, soft and looping. While it doesn’t do anything to the regular people around, it has an instant effect on the fish, who all pause and immediately begin to crowd around the point her finger is.

She moves her finger along the glass and the fish move with it, looping and twirling along. They remain even when she stops the song with a bright laugh.]

Impressive, yes? [She certainly looks smug and pleased about it.]

[D. Down where it’s wetter]

[So everything’s going bad for you, huh? Trapped under the water, no hope of escape, sure you’re going to die soon or something?

It’s fine, for there’s a shape moving in the water with ease. No need to fear, a savior is here! Oona certainly looks every inch the mermaid she’s always claimed to be now, her eyes oddly bright in the water, her tail (dark blue and scaled) and along her sides there are glowing bioluminescent marks—most notably, she’s definitely naked. Mermaids don’t wear shirts, okay? No seashell bras here either, not that she seems to mind or care, though it definitely makes some of the surgical scars on her front and back spore obvious. She grins when she sees someone struggling, swimming around them and titling her head this way and that as if trying to decide what to do.]

Will save you, do not worry. But you are cute when you struggle!

[She laughs, then abruptly grabs your character to kiss them full on the mouth...and probably still going even after the transformation is complete.

Look, she just wants to make sure, okay?]

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[U know what to do here.]

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▶ Beware The Ten-Tickles! A

Seeing the buzz about this Coiled Hearts Festival eventually helps him to come to a shocking realization: he hasn't gone to a proper festival in literal years. And he has been meaning to get out of the lab more often...

After what happened in the amphitheater, the way he had effortlessly lifted debris away from the exits like it weighed nothing, he starts to see the temporary job postings as an opportunity. A chance to see what he can really do. He's been hesitant to use his powers here, still not quite aware of his limits. But maybe this can help him find them.

So he offers to help carry some of the larger exhibits. It's quite a sight, this older gentleman casually floating along the ground with a hand raised, objects ranging from vases to heavy statue bases traversing mid-air in front of him. He only does this a few times before it seems to physically tax him, so he sits, looking tired but incredibly proud.

▶ Going Bananas B

Siebren arrives to the exhibit looking quite a bit more polished than usual, but he goes alone. Quite honestly, it only vaguely dawned on him that he had options for dates, but he doesn't want to push any boundaries.

He wanders, eventually finding his way to the Chamakshala wing. He studies the limestone carving for a moment, but the message only plays once someone joins him.

Siebren glances over and offers the first joke. ”How does a Dutch gecko know when there's an earthquake? ...Van der Waals start shaking.”

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[A: BEWARE OF TEN-TICKLES]
[Dell wouldn't deny it - he was mostly here for the art. Which is why he convinced Spy to be his "date" for the sake of discount tickets. It wasn't EXACTLY a lie - the two of them were screwing anyway - but whatever. It's fine.

Point being, anyone walking around the exhibit will find the Texan staring up at the well-preserved statue of the Legend of the Fisherman's wife. Dressed in decent slacks, a clean white button-up, and (naturally) polished cowboy boots, Dell had his arms crossed, eyes laser-focused on every small detail.

After a while, he gives a low whistle.]

Hell of a sculpt, ain't it?

[Look, he likes art.]

[B: DARLING IT'S BETTER DOWN WHERE IT'S WETTER]
[He's not sure why he thought pointing a gun at a statue was a good idea. The same statue he was admiring not long ago just walked through the open garage of his Level 3 workshop and started screaming at him.

Osse gets close enough to gets her arms around him before he can figure a shot. Engineer struggles - which is probably sign enough he's not into it. He almost feels bad by the time she starts crying... until he finds himself floating up into a tear-shaped orb.

It doesn't take long to realize it's filling with water.]

I - look, I'm sorry, alright? Hey, hey now, dry your tears, miss, come on...

[Help????]

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A - sticky fingers

[ Look. What's a museum for, if not a heist? All right, fine, so he can't pull off a true heist yet - not without henchpeople, of which he currently has zero. But surely in all the bustle of reopening, they won't miss a trinket or two, will they?

Feel free to catch Valmont violating the "look but don't touch" rule when he thinks no one's looking. He'll be annoyed that he doesn't get a cupcake. ]

B - sexy tunnel

[ Well, Valmont's been thoroughly disabused of the idea that he can get away with stealing anything today. But as they haven't kicked him out yet, he supposes that while he's here, he might as well wring the most value out of his ticket. Which at some point means wandering into one of the tunnels advertised as the Hall of Lovers. The sexy one, of course, why do you think we're here.

He hasn't come with a partner, but he's intrigued by the aquarium's displays despite himself, pausing to contemplate them and unconsciously breathing in a little more of that sweet, sweet aphrodisiac. If you talk to him or contemplate beside him for any length of time, he might realize that he's a little hornier than one tends to get from looking at fish and animatronics. Luckily, this is Prismatica. There are ways to deal with that. ]

C - tentacle time

[ This is, as it happens, not Valmont's first rodeo dealing with a large, unhappy tentacled woman who's trying to flood the city. You'd really think he'd be used to it by now. The other one, however, hadn't been quite so... affectionate.

Currently, he's struggling, having woken from uneasy dreams to find himself pulled tightly to an octopus-woman's bosom. Once the paralyzing effects of her scream wear off and he's able to crane his neck to get a good look at her, it becomes clear that she bears a striking resemblance to the statue in the museum. Statues come to life... he's dealt with that too, improbably enough, and yet it hasn't at all prepared him for what's happening now. She thinks he's who, exactly? ]

Madam, as little as I wish to agitate you further, I am not your lover, nor do I have any desire to be! Now let go - !

[ And then, suddenly, she does. Valmont's relief is short-lived, though, because he's found himself in a massive bubble of water, and the octopus-woman's crying, and that bubble is becoming more water and less air by the second - ]

H- help! Someone! Get me out of here!

[ Observers: profess your affection to slow the process? Or let him drown. Either or. ]

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01. (( The approach of the Coiled Hearts Festival is a welcome respite from recent appearance and chaos of King Majestas. Since he wasn’t able to help with that situation, he decides to take a more active part (in case anything goes amiss), Song Lan travels to the Lunatian Archives on the Iris Moon to take up a volunteer post. It only seems right since he recently became a Moon Knight.

Zichen opts to aid in arranging the exhibits. It turns out to be less straightforward than it seems since he can only move a few steps before the tickling sensation forces him to put whatever statue he’s carrying on the ground. A glance around shows that others are facing the same trial. Watching others struggle as he is sparks an idea. ))

Maybe if we work in pairs?

(( Working together in pairs or small groups would allow them to pass the statues from one another when the tickling sensation begins. It isn’t a perfect solution, but it might speed up the work. ))

02. (( Zichen doesn’t pay much attention to the rumors surrounding the centerpiece. Whether it’s an artist’s interpretation or an actual likeness of the famous couple is of no consequence to him. It isn’t until he hears the distant sound of the waves on the shore and smells the sharp scent of salt in the air that he begins to wonder about the statue.

It wouldn’t be the first odd thing he’s encountered while setting up, but it’s jarring. As he continues to help polish the statue, he feels a sudden push and pull, like a current pushing against him until it drags him along and directly into another of the Moonblessed volunteers. ))

Beg pardon.

(( It’s fine. He’ll go back to work… until it happens again. ))

GOINGBANANAS.

01. (( Opening night finds Song Lan helping with security at the exhibits. Which is to say that he’s standing at the ready to warn any patrons trying to touch the items on display. Some of them are documents that can be harmed by too much careless handling.

He stands guard, dressed from head-to-toe in his usual black robes, sword on his back and horsetail whisk cradled in the crook of his arm. He uses it to snap at the hands of anyone getting too touchy-feely with the artifacts. ))

Please, no touching.

02. (closed to Lan Xichen and Nie Mingjue) (( Song Lan feels only a mild trepidation as he, Lan Xichen, and Chifeng-zun make their way toward the Hall of Lovers. As with most things in this place, he’s sure the lovers option will have some way to arouse the want to moonlace. At least, this time he is prepared for it. No embarrassing himself like during his last date. ))

Shall we?

03. (( Yesterday, the scent of the sea filled his senses. Tonight, it seems to be bananas. Ripe… over-ripe bananas. No surprise he sees many eating them, but also some who seem to be buried under them. He approaches a pile of bad bananas cautiously. ))

Do you need aid?

WHEREIT'SWETTER.

01. (( After recovering from the initial shock of Osse’s screaming, Zichen follows his instincts and, despite his aversion to touch, holds her in kind. After she’s gone, he’s blessed with a siren’s gills and fins. A definite perk since his flat seems to be flooding. Not just his flat, but the whole level as far as he can see!

Song Lan sheds his outer robes to facilitate ease in swimming and darts off with a swish of shimmering, silver-scaled tail. The transformation is similar to the one he experienced during the last Three Moons: soft scales creeping from his fins along his back, shoulders, and neck. He has no time to admire the look as he catches sight of another Moonblessed trying to swim to safety. He stops nearby, near enough to reach out. ))

Hold on. I will help you to safety.

02. (closed to Shen Qingqiu) (( Unsurprisingly, the transformation doesn’t last long. Song Lan managed to swim with his human legs from one of the flooding levels to a more shallow area. It’s a struggle to stay above the water after swimming for so long. It’s shallower, but not so shallow he can touch the bottom. After being the rescuer, now he’s become someone who needs rescuing. ))

WILDCARD.

Choose your own adventure.

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Forgotten Jade

(i)
Alas, Konoka was initially way too busy to really help set up the museum, being gainfully employed in two separate places could do that to you! She was pretty thankful that she was finally getting help at the store so she could both relax and spend a little more time at Marie's cafe. So to make up for that, she had arranged to show up at the Lunatia Museum opening night.

Of course, couples get in cheaper, so Konoka might approach you if you're either familiar or at least approachable and ask, "Hey, want to head in as a couple? They get in cheap!"

(ii)
The Lunatian Archives are beautiful, a museum filled with knowledge about the battles and rituals that happened since the Calamity. Though nothing she sees solves anything of the main mystery, Konoka still has rapt attention on the exhibits. If questioned about her fascination, she'd answer, "I think it's good to know more about this world. Even the smallest bit might help us understand what's going on, and understand Lunatians better!" Konoka might even point out some of the things that she'd seen during her brief stint at school.

She'd eventually stroll up to a sign that would display two exhibits of note: the Hall of Lovers, and the Chamaksala wing. "Ooooh!" She perked up. "The Hall of Lovers! It has to be romantic!" Konoka wears her biases pretty strongly.

Water World

(i)
So work resumes, though fortunately it's a slow day, and Konoka was just fine idly checking notes on her phone and probably texting a friend. The sudden chime of the door alerts her of a visitor however. She gave a cheery greeting. "Welcome! How may I--"

A greeting that died in her lips when a giant, stone octomaid pulls herself right into the shop and gives an unearthly scream. "...help... you..." Wait, wasn't that...?!

Konoka hadn't paid much attention to the Prismagram rumors, so she wasn't quite ready for the sudden appearance of a tentacle statue. "Are you my lover...?" Came the sorrowful, slightly robotic question from this statue rendition of Osse.

"I-I-I..." Konoka held her hands up in a surrendering gesture. She was sure she didn't remember becoming the lover of a giant tentacle statue, let alone the one she saw in the museum! "Not yet, but maybe something could be arranged?"

That seemed to be something good enough, because the tentacles grabbed her, squeezing her arms behind her and wrapping her in a tight and immovable embrace. Konoka felt a little flush as the statue Osse kissed her. Aside from the pleasure of that tight embrace, Konoka felt a jolt of magic shoot down her spine. "Mmmmnh!" The kiss was so deep and intense that Konoka felt like she couldn't breathe... until she did, falling down into a... puddle of water. A puddle of water that was rising rapidly, thanks to the sorrowful crying of the statue.

"You are not him, but have my blessing... I must keep searching!" The statue Osse proclaimed, slinking out the same way she came in. The sudden flooding of water made Konoka screech as found herself dragged into a current... only to find that not only could she still breathe, but apparently her skin had turned slightly rubbery and her hands were webbed. Now worried that this flooding was going to get a whole lot worse, Konoka scrambled outside, swimming easily with her newfound power.

(ii)
Later on, as the flooding subsided, Konoka gave a defeated sigh. They were still cleaning out her store, so there went that for the next little while.

But as that least display happened, showing the scientist, the last line he said, mentioned something about "the Moonblessed being key to saving this world"... Konoka wondered. What really happened with this statue?

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[ Somehow Noctis just always seems to be in the right place at the wrong time whenever the locals need a helping hand. There are a lot worse jobs than moving statues around. At least, that's what Noctis figured, until his steps are wobbling and his arms are shaking, and he has to set yet another statue down for a few moments to collect himself because it's an itch almost like being tickled every time he picks one up?? What the fuck. And the only thing worse than dropping one of the statues would be giving in and laughing while doing it.

He fights the feeling, he strains, he walks really damn quickly and finally when he can't take the sensation of being tickled anymore, he tosses the statue towards the column it's supposed to be set on, and warps forward to catch it.

He catches it, a laugh bubbling up out of him despite himself, only to knock into the column, which hits the floor with a horrible smack, shattering a corner of the stone. Noctis looks on in horror, and still holding the statue, arms shaking, he starts laughing until he's doubled over and breathless.

This is just what he gets for volunteering, honestly. His later attempts to wrangle fish into their aquariums doesn't go a whole lot better. At least he doesn't break any fish or their new homes, but he sure does end up soaked through, frowning in displeasure as he leaves squelching wet footprints on the way out, because someone might've warned him to bring a change of clothes, but they're just fish??? He didn't expect to get this wet. ]

B. opening night
[ There are two tunnels, one is marked as over 18, and Noctis is definitely not going into either of them by himself, even if he's a little curious about them. Luckily, the bananas just keep coming out of nowhere, so he's got a snack to entertain him while he waits for a friend to show up that he can latch onto and insist. ]

Come on. Let's check it out.

[ Which tunnel does he mean?? Does it matter?? He can't be the only one curious, here. ]

C. under the sea
[ So at some point, Noctis ended up with a tail. He didn't meet that Osse person, which means he probably kissed a fish at some point, so feel free to make fun of him for that. But more importantly right now is making sure that people's places aren't getting flooded, and that everybody can breathe in the places where they are. ]

Can I help?

[ Look, just because he's half-fish for right now doesn't mean he can't still drag people or valuables to dry land or rescue drowning hotties, Ariel-style. And helping out keeps his mind off the fact that he's half-fish so, it's win/win. ]

D. wildcard
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▶ event. ♥ beware of ten-tickles ♥ lunatian archives, iris.

[a.]

[A girl got to work to live! While she is not picky on what kind of work she will do, Ladiva started her work to help move statues around to their proper place. Simple, right?

Though while carrying them, she keeps feeling that she is being touched and cracking out giggles that make her set the statue down and look around. She's large, sure, but she surely hope that it's not someone playing tricks on her. After a pattern of moving and stopping, she's getting a little frustrated and clears her throat.]

Whoever is tickling my skin while carrying these statues, could you please stop?! Honestly, these lovely pieces of work don't need to be broken before the big show!

[It could be some weird magic with the statue, but she just wants to make sure it's not someone testing her patience. Even her patience is still large despite growing thinner.]

[b.]

Oops! Sorry about that, dear.

[Ladiva was polishing the main attraction of the beautiful couple, almost in a brief trance until she realizes that something bumps into her large body. The sounds of the waves made her wonder if it was nearby music being tested, but the smell of salt is faint on her nose. She turns towards you after glancing back at the statue, which is now a reasonable distance from her.]

Is it just me or do I smell something salty? It might be my imagination- [But is she really sure? This place continues to surprise her.]

▶ event. ♥ going bananas ♥ lunatian archives, iris.

[a.]

[Love is in the air and Ladiva has more of a skip in her step because of the mostly positive feelings in the archives. During volunteering, Ladiva is both playing security for the criminal touchers and giving out brochures for those that missed one at the front door. Any wandering hands close to the exhibit will be met with a "pap" on their hand by a rolled up brochure and the smile of a giant woman.]

I know it's tempting, but please do not touch! Continue to lovingly admire them with your own eyes!

[b.]

[As an ancient songstress once said: This s**t is bananas. And cupcakes. She has been rewarded with so many of these beautiful cupcakes for security rewards so she is passing them around. Sugar makes everything better, doesn't it? It sweetens the mood.]

Hello, hello! Would you like one? There's plenty for everyone so don't be shy!

▶ event. ♥ darling, it’s better down where it’s wetter ♥ flooded areas, lunatia.

[She woke up to water building up outside and a statue sobbing in her chest after screaming her awake. Ladiva comforted her and urged her to return to her lover's side, but Osse disappears after leaving her with... new parts. Even she couldn't help but to stare at awe at her new tail, despite she is not a vain person at all.

After some quick practice, Ladiva could be found swimming around the areas and quickly helping people to either dry land or passing the siren effect on to others after witnessing it's effect from someone else. She doesn't know how long this spell will last, but every second counts.]

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Elizabeth makes her way through the exhibits slowly, enjoying the chance to soak up a little of the culture of the world in which she's found herself. She'd been overjoyed to suddenly find herself holding a banana - a fruit she'd only ever read about - and before she knows it she's got a whole bunch under her arm, which she continues to eat and offers to anyone who catches her eye. She saves the aquarium for last, enchanted by the very idea of it after living so long in the sky, and she spends a while simply watching the fish, trying to ignore the unfamiliar sensations that rise up in her the longer she stays there.

Darling, it's better down where it's wetter
She'd never learned to swim, and no amount of thrashing around seems to help as Osse begins to flood the street. If anything, it only makes her sink faster. She gasps in air before sinking underwater entirely, her shoulders sagging as she slips further into the rapidly rising depths.

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Finn wasn't really in need in Chroma. He wasn't overflowing with the stuff but he had enough to get by. What he was overflowing with was paranoia. The last time he was invited to a museum, things hadn't, uh... gone well. The place had been haunted, sort of. Never did quite figure that one out.

Anyway, he takes the first menial task he sees on the list and starts snooping around. It isn't until he finds the piece about the Fisherman's Wife that he pauses. He'd heard of that tale before, hadn't he? Where- Oh... Oh, right. That.

Now that he thinks about it, way too many of his friends teased him about having a cephalopod Eidolon for a stalker.

Anyway, while he's busy staring up at the statue with a blush on his face, he doesn't even notice the statue staring back. In fact, he doesn't realize anything's strange until he hears the ocean. For a split second, he thinks Ultros has somehow found him again, but the waves hit him and throws his thoughts out of his mind. Mostly because there is no wave, only something like the Force pushing him into... someone.

Oh, this is embarrassing. "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't- Sorry!"

▶ Going Bananas [A]

Finn's still a little, uh-... Well, maybe not embarrassed, but- Look, his heat was still pretty fresh in his mind, okay? Not that he'd say it was regrettable but- Actually, never mind.

The point: Finn very purposely walks down the family-friendly tunnel, giving the other one a little bit of a curious look as he goes. As much as he wants to check over every nook and cranny in this place, he doesn't really like the idea of not being in control like that.

Or maybe he does like- Never mind.

Anyway, he lets out a held breath as he walks down the tunnel, spying one of the robotic performers and stopping... to see it stop, too. His hand moves and so does the robot's. They wave at each other, tilt their heads to the side, and Finn decides he doesn't like it. "Is anyone else seeing this?"

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[I] 2/24 ; beware of the ten-tickles

[In spite of all the practice, time and effort she's been putting into learning new performances and routines, Juno is still more than willing to aid in the festival set up.

The first job she picks out is helping move statues. It's not that she's necessarily very strong but as a wolf she's naturally stronger than most herbivores and likely some humans. The smaller statues are no trouble for her and so she's happy to move those on her own. Well until this most recent one.

Halfway through hauling it to where it needs to go she stops dead in her tracks and just shivers. The fur on her cheeks, on her ears, all of it fluff up as she holds back a snort.]

Wait -- what's going on? OH!

[Now she really can't help it. She clutches her hands around the base of the statue and gives a helpless giggle.]

[II] 2/24 ; a tide that can't be resisted

[After dealing with being tickled and near dropping a statue Juno decides perhaps just helping clean and polish the already set up statues might be for the best. She's been sent off with a few others to clean up the Legend ofthe Fisherman's Wife couple and can't help but admire it as she does so.]

I don't think I've ever seen someone quite like the woman here. Then again I don't know many sea animals myself.

[III] Wildcard!

[Want to traipse down the Hall of Lovers on the friendly side with Juno? Maybe tell jokes and be forced to eat bananas? Or confess your not necessarily real love?

Feel free to drop whatever prompts you want here! You're welcome to PM, use this plotting comment or PP @ goodluckstarfighter with any questions or plotting you want.]

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[This milestone celebration is a good opportunity to do state sanctioned snooping into the history of Lunatia in the hope of figuring out the whole mystery behind everything. Poe made a wager he’d sleuth it out first and he hasn’t forgotten about it.]
[But also having a little bit of fun wouldn’t hurt. Even if all the exhibits are curated heavily. Then again, unreliable narration- intentional or not- just brings an interesting element to the challenge.]

i.

[The rumours surrounding the statue standing before Poe is what catches his attention first. The Legend of the Fisherman’s Wife. Duly, he stares at it to collect as much information as he can. Strangely, the statue seems to stare back.]

A lot of seemingly innocuous object in this world turn out to be not so mundane. There must be some peculiar about you, but what is it?

[No answer. Not from the statue. The ocean track the exhibit must have playing from a speaker somewhere is an interesting choice.]

B. GOING BANANAS

[The staff didn’t allow Poe to bring his public outing support raccoon along on the grounds of ‘pest control’ and ‘protecting the collection.’ Really, they didn’t have to chew him out so much on the first day! He does want to gather as much information from the archives as he can, while he can, so, he’s turning to some people for help navigating the terrible crowds throughout the span of the event.]

[And for couples' fare. RIP wallet.]

ii.

[These tunnels appear to be one of the more popular exhibits and it doesn’t take too long to piece together why that might be.]

So there’s two. I wonder if they have mirroring exhibits inside? Or maybe they’re different. Hmm… I can’t help but notice some patrons can’t go into the one on the right.

[Indecisive, Poe will turn to look at the person beside him.]

…What do you think?

C. DARLING, IT’S BETTER DOWN WHERE IT’S WETTER

[Just as suspected, there was something amiss with that statue. Poe sets out to track down this Osse.]

i.

[She unfortunately finds him first.]

Uh, well this is an awkward misunderstanding. Would you let me go, p-please…!

ii.

[Be it because of a well-intentioned savior or a desperate ploy to stop himself from drowning: Poe finds himself sprouting the gills and tail half an hour after the flooding starts. It’s enough time to be mortified by it all to the point he is trying to curl up behind the nearest object. He tries to remain out of sight for the whole ordeal, but the iridescent black scales scattered along his arms, throat, and tail might make it difficult. Not unlike corvid feathers.]

[At least he keeps on what clothes he can with a tail for legs. It might be a little strange seeing a siren with some ratty blazer and overdramatic cape on, but hey.]

D. WILD CARD
[Fuck me up fam.]

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[Beware of Ten-Tickles]

It... no, man, c'mon, just try this! I made it myself, damn it!

[Maybe it wasn't smart to yell at clientele, but when you're given a temp job to make refreshments for visitors, you get a little more proud of your own work than just making it for yourself and your girlfriend at home.

So why was nobody taking anything? He spent hours on these cute little sandwiches and shaped treats!

But Kanji was beginning to show signs of something beyond mild agitation: His steps were heavier and his shoulders were tight, browline furrowed. You could almost see the dark cloud billowing over his head. Despite being all dressed up and moving at a (grouchy) clip to pass out things for people to eat, it seemed nobody was biting. I mean, would YOU, if the guy looked as surly as he did?

His fingers tightened over the edge of the tray as he approached yet another face, familiar or no, and fought not to thrust it under their nose. His greeting was something lying near monotone:]

Hello and welcome to the Coiled Hearts Festival. Y'wanna refreshment?

[He paused, sighed.]

...Please?

[Going Bananas]

[Okay, so he wasn't sure what the fuck was going on anymore, but a couple of married dudes gave him a banana and were happy he enjoyed the offering. Bananas were alright... in shakes or whatever, but as is they were just like mushy sticks that smelled good but left a lot to be desired in taste. Oh well.

Would YOU wanna piss off a couple of monkeys? They were scary when pissed. And it was their big day, after all.

So Kanji finished the fruit but sort of lingered at the ticket booth. He'd checked out everything else, but not... not the tunnels. Maybe he should get some tickets? Then he could say he saw everything here. But...]

Hmmm...

[Oh, there's somebody! Kanji would flag down anyone who seemed more interested, or maybe had just come out of the tunnels.]

Hey, yo! Don't take this the wrong way, but it ain't- ain't like 'tentacle town' in there or nothin' weird, is it?

[Darling, it's Better Down Where it's Wetter- B]

[He knew it. He knew something weird was gonna go down! But instead of complaining about it, he had to find the others and hope they were okay. If not... shit. He just had to do his best.

It took him a few minutes to grow accustomed to this weird new tail taking up the bottom half of his body. It was something like a thick shark's tail, etched with a few battle scars (he didn't remember getting those...), but each time he strained and moved, he could swear some patches of color began to briefly flicker.

Fuck it, nevermind. Shark-mermaid-whatever time. He knew some folks who couldn't swim...! !hat if they were stuck down here? Teeth grit, Kanji fought to turn himself around before he raced down the flooded streets. Gotta find somebody!]

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〙 Going Bananas (A & B)

One ticket, please. [ There was never a single chance that Re-L wasn’t going to come for a tour of the Archives. In usual Re-L form she arrives alone, though she’s dressed as if she’s meeting someone. For once, with a long stroll through the Archives in mind, she isn’t wearing her usual heels. Her tall figure moves rather swiftly through the lobby area and all of its activities and chatty fellow Moonblessed to move on to the displays, eager to see what this place may have to show of its history that they are willing to share in the Archives. It wasn’t as if the Lunatians were all that secretive, just.. Well. She’s literally never been to a museum. The closest had been standing in her grandfather’s presence or in his chambers, but all of those things were mostly educational books, things she could touch and read and experience when she wanted to.

These… were animals and things and people foreign to her entirely. Which meant a fair bit more of her interest was invested in looking at the statues, tapestries, and the like that this Archive opening had to offer. For a girl who’s first experience seeing a butterfly in non-hologram form was a dreamscape with Abbacchio, these tapestries of beasts and statues of animals she’s never seen are infinitely more interesting than mulling in the lobby and making small talk or taking shots of liquor.

(Though she might double back for liquor later, depending on how things go.)

In the spirit of that, Re-L may occasionally turn to a stranger to inquire, should they indulge her : ] What is this creature, exactly?

Is this just Lunatian?

A. Friends Tunnel - [ Courtship of ancient Lunatians was very different than anything she’s ever seen. Granted, courtship in Romdeau was very robotic, usually based on what one might need help achieving through the new alliance of marriage. Or how badly one did or did not want to make their family angry by marrying below their ‘station’ in one Re-L Mayer’s case. Emotions weren’t necessary, and weren’t seen as something that was needed to form a union, and as such, any expressions of affection were looked down upon. Nearly non-existent, in fact, unless behind closed doors or just done by a lunatic of some form or another.
After a few moments of watching different displays of courtship and affections with a bit of an amused kind of expression, Re-L states : ]

This would be practically lewd in Romdeau.

[ Which, of course, brings us to the tunnel of lewd - ]

Couples Tunnel - [ Whether brought in here with an accompanying party, or on her own out of pure curiosity, here is Re-L. If she wasn’t so much a fan of that layer of pale foundation there might be a dust of a flush across her cheeks as the aphrodisiac slowly settles in. Instead it’s more telltale in the relaxed tone of her body language, the cross of her arms relaxing and the easy way she leans closer to the person who happens upon her in the moment or accompanied her in here in the first place.

Even as unaccustomed to physicality and physical affection as she is, she’s ever direct in her request If she catches a lingering glance or touch. ]

Are you going to kiss me, or just stand there and look at me like I’m one of those statues?

B. [ Of all people to ask for a joke… it seems the monkey gods have truly stumbled upon a brick wall here. To their credit, the request does create a rather amusing look of rare, taken aback shock out of one usually stone faced Re-L Mayer, eyes a bit wide as she struggles to think of something that might please these monkey gods.

Of course, lacking near any comedic ability except, perhaps, in her reaction, she instead turns to her company, making a motion that’s expectant and hurried. ]

A joke?

〙 Down Where It’s Wetter (B)

[ Fortunately or unfortunately, Re-L’s more than used to playing things to her advantage in order to do or get what she needs. People showing up out of nowhere and proclaiming their love for her? Nearly routine these days.

She couldn’t give an exact timeline of when Ergo Proxy came crashing through her roof to touch her lips and shed a tear, but honestly? The moment Osse appears in her apartment by who knows what power, it’s almost the same. At least this time she isn’t pinned there in her underwear, and there’s some measure less fear, but otherwise it’s largely the same. This time it’s an embrace instead of a touch and a tear, and though Re-L freezes up at the foreign touch of tentacles, it isn’t the first time she’s placated someone with words to let her go –

This time, though, the effects come in handy.

So, unfortunate Moonblessed she’s happened upon in this hour-long mission to save those who are drowning - forgive her if she’s a bit brusque in her approach. Once she happens upon you she’ll make a fast motion, fingers to her lips to indicate a kiss, announcing, at the very least, what she intends to do before she’s leaning in.

Accept the kiss or no? ]

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▶ BEWARE OF TEN-TICKLES - B

[Yusuke is excited by the hitherto unseen artworks, some of which he'd read about in artbooks about Lunatian art history but had been closed to the public until now, others unknown to him altogether. He spends hours simply wandering the halls, stopping to read an explanatory plaque, or standing and simply staring at a tapestry for seemingly hours on end, noting everything from the craftsmanship to the use of colour. Other times he has his sketchbook at the ready and will draw a particular artefact that catches his interest.

Of course, he's just as interested in the main piece as anyone else, but he waits for some of the initial crowds to disperse before he approaches, sketchbook tucked under one arm and mumbling to himself.]

"The Legend of the Fisherman's Wife"? Fascinating. Had I not known these were worlds apart, I would wonder if this were influenced by Hokusai's masterpiece in woodblock print erotica, "The Dream of the Fisherman's Wife". But this time, the roles are merged, and the woman is both octopus and lover to a new, male figure... Is their gaze more of love than of lust, I wonder, or perhaps both...?

[Yusuke's endless stream of musings on tentacle porn is seemingly never ending, and he flips open his sketchbook once more to begin to make some cursory sketches. This, too, will be inspiration for later.]

▶ GOING BANANAS - B

[By this point Yusuke has been in the Archives for most of the day, and his stomach is growling to signal he really should leave and find something to eat. Undeterred, however, he hears tell of a limestone panel that gives visitors bananas if they manage to amuse it. He contemplates it for a good while, but no jokes come to mind.

Tapping his pencil on his chin, he calls to the nearest passerby.]

Excuse me. Do you know any good jokes? I wish to procure a banana.

▶ DARLING, IT’S BETTER DOWN WHERE IT’S WETTER - A

[Yusuke had wanted to investigate the case of the missing statue. He'd carried out a heist on an art museum, how hard could it be to track down a fellow art thief and restore the statue to its rightful place?

Extremely difficult, as it turns out. Yusuke is returning back home for the evening, wondering if he should send a message to his fellow Thieves to organise an investigation, when Osse finds him. Momentarily stunned by the scream, he finds himself ensnared by her, and desperately tries to push himself free.

Which works only for a moment, because she begins to bawl out tears, trapping him in an orb rapidly flooding with her tears. He tries to push against it and strike to to escape, but to no avail.]

Let me go! You've mistaken me for another! [He's getting desperate, and the water is rapidly rising up his chest and to his shoulders, so he calls as fast as he can--] Come, Kamu Susano-o--!

[But his Persona doesn't appear, not even his kitsune mask materialises, and he has to hold his breath as the water submerges him completely.]

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A: OCTOPUS FESTIVAL

[Has it really been a year in this place? She remembered the last Coiled Hearts Festival, meaning that it's really reaching a point where they are here for much longer than they all expected. Nevertheless, hearing stories from those who came back means she is not worried, even with her own preferences.

So for now, she may as well see what is in store.]

1: you know what they say about employment

[She's not one to say no to extra demichroma, however she sees everyone's nemesis for the first time...alive, that is. The last time, she only saw it motionless because she was in the cooking class.

This wasn't the desk job she signed up for. Either way, she's rolling up her sleeves, and adjusting her hair ribbon. She looks over at her companion, looking as psyched up as she can (which might still be lowkey).]

Let us get this over with, no?

[Why does she look like she's about to pounce on the creature?]

2: not the first statue that seems lively.

[Cleaning duties wouldn't be hard if not for the fact that she had a strange feeling about this. Although she figured she needed a lift to get to some of the higher places, there was something about these statues that made her skin crawl. Like they could wake up any moment now.

Remember the graveyard? Yeah, those statues tried to kill them.]

I now understand the origins of the legend, however...this statue is rather life like.

B: CUPCAKE

[Actually, the reason for her being here was she had heard they were giving out artisan cupcakes for free. Politely telling others to not touch was an easy enough task, so now she's here to claim that cupcake.

She lifts it up, giving it a good look.]

It is almost too lovely to eat, no?

[She's going to devour it.]

C: SIREN

[When someone is confused, you roll with them until you can figure out what is wrong. Osse's visit may have stunned her, in which she was going to protest, until she realises that octopus woman had a case of mistaken identity, crying as she was in her embrace. She couldn't lift her arm to pat her back, but she did say "There there", to attempt a more diplomatic route.

Apparently that was fine. And then she had a siren's tail and gills. Which...wasn't too far off from her usual koi appearance during Sanguis moon. So in her mind, at first, she only thought the moonphase came early. And she ready to use the pool.

If not for the fact that the town is flooding. Using her changed form, she quickly swims through the waters, trying to find anyone she recognises, or someone who needs help.]

D: WILDCARD

[Throw me anything! This also includes any of the prompts I didn't list. Contact me at

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A. Ten-Tickles - A Day's Work
[Ugh. They should have just let him use his mecha for these things. But nooo, they were 'delicate' and 'fragile' and 'priceless works of art', so naturally he had to heft them around the old-fashioned way and put his back into it. On its own, that wasn't particularly difficult--]

pff--! --pffhahaha--!!

[--but it got a lot harder when he had to dedicate a substantial portion of his very limited focus to not doubling over to the feeling of something fluttering its fingertips against his abdomen and under his arms. And it always seemed to happen when he was carrying something especially big, weighty, and- in all likelihood- espensive. Like that bulky, ancient and probably priceless statue of a woman with a particularly voluptuous backside that was very quickly and precariously starting to slip from his quickly-loosening grasp as he struggled to keep himself from doubling over to the ticklish phantom touch.]

--ffahahfhaha-ha-h-help--help me--it's pffffahaalling--!!

B. Ten-Tickles - Slippery Little Thing
[In hindsight, he should have just stuck with the statues. Trying to set, shift, and place various stone-carved expressions of anatomical beauty while fending off the shivers and the giggles was one thing, but a half-hour wrangling Horned Taurus Octopi made him long for the gentle burden of inanimate marble.

Two changes of clothes later, he was moving his latest... specimen in the comfortable workwear of a raincoat, galoshes, and some of the biggest, heaviest rubber gloves he'd ever seen. Thankfully, they seemed to be working well enough in protecting him. ...For now.

Unfortunately, he wasn't the only one in the exhibit hall. And sometimes those octopi juuust managed to wriggle free from his grasp.]

Get away from it!! --wait, no-- don't move...!

[And one such visitor might be unfortunate enough to find themself caught between a very large, unruly, agitated octopus... and a bipedal canine, dressed in an absurd rainwear ensemble, slowly approaching the scene with all the careful, cautious pose one might use to approach a ticking time bomb.]

C. Down Where It's Wetter - Submerged
[Not that he could ever be 'lucky' in having his residence flooded, but... boy, did he suddenly feel lucky all those memories and experiences from that other world picked this month to return to him. Especially all those months he'd practiced holding his breath while taking body blows underwater.

Of course, it also helped that his Cordis blessing had given him enough speed to let him dash a short ways across the surface of the water even when the moon was down. Literally the best of both worlds!... but his friends probably weren't going to be so fortunate.

He had a lot of ground to cover, and a mecha that would be useless once submerged. Red would just have to make his way through the city, keep as much air in his lungs as he could, and hope for the best. Of course, if he stumbled across anyone else who needed a quick lift to the surface, he could do no less than try and lend them a paw...

...you know, when they didn't already have fins and gils and bashfully deflect his attempts at asking how.

D. Wild Card
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1) (Two responses max to this, please! This is a rather dull prompt.)

[Though she first picks the event decorating job, because it didn't seem too terribly difficult to pick up. But after following a couple of plan-o-grams of the intended design in a couple of rooms, LB finds herself wishing it was a little more difficult to pick up. As she starts in another room and looks at the provided materials, she sighs and looks at whoever is stuck with her in the task.]

Do we have to follow this design? Eheheh? Can't we make these streamers look more like an octopus, or something? It'd be a little more fun, at least.

2)

[A job that was much more on her speed was being tasked to move some octopi into a bigger tank. While it might be intimidating to some, LB had plenty of experience in fishing the creature in her childhood. Although her first run-in with this planet's variation led to some trouble, close to her arrival, she at least knew what to look for this time.

When she sees her fellow co-worker struggling, LB watches for a couple of seconds before stepping in to wrangle the octopus herself. With an intense expression on her face, she handles the tentacles with expertise, though her expression is still a little worried as she turns to the other person.]

Watch out! Eheh! It might squirt ink at you, even if, um. It really doesn't look like ink. And it's a pain in the ass to get out of your clothes!

[Not long after the warning, the creature will squirt out some white ink, better dodge quick! Or don't, she might be willing to help you out with the side effects, regardless.]

3) (Let's limit this one to two responses as well, she'd get the fuck out of the room after the second time okok)

[Finished with the set-up, LB starts heading out to go home, but can't help but stop to stare at the giant statue in one of the exhibits. As she herself had a (currently broken) suit of octopus themed armor, she can't help but be drawn to the statue. LB makes a note to look into the story associated with this piece of art, but for now, she can't help but feel a little glad that the other octopus woman seemed to be happy.

After hearing the footsteps of someone else enter the area, though, LB can't help but feel some strange sort of vibe. This would be far from the first time she felt paranoid over nothing, so LB tries to ignore the feeling. After a period of nervous laughter, though, LB glances around when she swears she hears the sound of waves nearby. But that couldn't be right when she hadn't seen any bodies of water nearby, correct?

As she glances around in a dumbfounded manner, though, some kind of force pushes her right into whoever might be near, knocking them down along with her! Bringing herself up to her knees, LB immediately looks horrified as she regains her footing.]

Ah, I'm sorry! I-I don't know what happened. Are... you okay?

4)

[Though she was surprised to see Osse herself appear before her, there was a part of LB that was glad to actually meet her. Even if she only knew her from the statue and the bit of research she did into the stories surrounding her, LB still felt a bit of kinship with the octopus woman, and not just because they had a penchant for the same creature. However, it was a little disappointing that the woman was far too gone to be able to have a proper chat. Granted, LB knew all too well about how that kind of madness really was close to impossible to escape from. It was a miracle that she herself was slowly coming to terms with being human again.

Regardless, LB can't find it within herself to rebuke the woman's embrace, figuring she probably needed it. Yes, there was the risk that she had similar powers to herself, but if Osse tried to harm her, then LB would just use the same power back. But, she was ultimately relieved to find that wasn't the case.

What was surprising, though, was when she suddenly formed a tail and found herself being able to breathe underwater. Though part of her wondered if she were stuck like this forever, with the current threat of the flooding, she was just glad to avoid drowning. Though LB is initially unsure what to do with this new transformation at first, she thanks Osse for saving her from her sorrow and goes off on her way.

However, as she's swimming around, she finds someone else struggling underwater. Not wanting to leave them to die, LB quickly scoops them into her arms. There's a few moments when she considers leaving them on a dry surface, but quickly deduces that she wasn't certain if they'd be safe with how rapidly the waters were rising. Figuring she needed to do something though, she kisses the stranger with the intention of lending them some air, not realizing it was precisely what she needed to to.]

5) WILDCARD

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demyan reyes | OC | OTA

( i. ) — beware of ten-tickles | a.

( ii. ) — beware of ten-tickles | b.

( iii. ) — going bananas.

( iv. ) — darling, it's better down where it's wetter.

Konoha | JINBA

Patchouli Knowledge | Touhou Project | OTA

Nie HuaiSang | The Untamed | OTA

Souji Seta / Persona 4 / OTA

Lucilius | Granblue Fantasy

Dick Gumshoe | Ace Attorney

Oona / Original / OTA

Sigma | Overwatch

Engineer | Team Fortress 2 | Sanguis

Valmont | Jackie Chan Adventures

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Konoka Konoe | Mahou Sensei Negima | OTA

Noctis Lucis Caelum | FFXV

Ladiva | Granblue Fantasy

Elizabeth | Bioshock | OTA

Finn | Star Wars | OTA

Juno | Beastars | OTA

Edgar Allan Poe | Bungou Stray Dogs | ota

Kanji Tatsumi | Persona 4 Golden

Re-L Mayer | Ergo Proxy | OTA

Yusuke Kitagawa | Persona 5

vietnam | hetalia

Red Savarin | Solatorobo | OTA

Laughing Beauty | Metal Gear Solid | OTA