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In respect and reverence to the season's yield, the annual Harvest Boon is in full bloom as the festival paints the city of Lunatia with vibrant life and color. The lush plant life of the metropolis blossoms with bright flowers and cascading petals on the city’s inhabitants. The ground smells like fresh rain, the weather is comfortably warm, and the crystalline structures around the city possess a luminous shimmer that marks the start of a season intimately tied to Lunatia’s history and culture.

News broadcasts report on the arrival of more Moonblessed as well as the upcoming appearance of Queen Elara, who will be offering her annual blessings to encourage the continued growth and prosperity of their land. There will also be a grand parade to welcome the Queen and celebrate the historical reformation efforts of the Prismals after the calamity that destroyed the city two hundred years ago. The Queen will be performing an ancient sacred dance called “The Encircling of the Three Moons” or simply referred to as “The Encircling.” The ritual was last performed thirty years ago, so the whole city is waiting for it with bated breath.

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The parade route will stretch all the way from Level 1 to Level 3. All those not participating should be mindful of incoming traffic and crowds. The city’s shrines in Level 3 are expected to be heavily populated with locals giving votive offerings to receive blessings from the three moons. Some bring baskets of fruit and vegetables while others bring pottery, jewelry, and other gem-encrusted valuables. The shrines are handing out silver chain bracelets. A small prismatic stone hangs from it and shines in hues of purple, blue, and red. To inform the Moonblessed about their tradition, the Prismals tell them to wear it for the ensuing days and not to take it off under any circumstances. If you ask them why they simply reply: it’s for your own protection.

A ⬤ As it’s the season for the harvest, the Prismals will encourage any Moonblessed they see to join them in planting new trees and maintaining the city plantlife. Anyone who agrees will be handed necessary gardening equipment and seeds. Notable are the special Meas seeds, which are seeds are said to produce beautiful, ornate trees that grant a wish to those who nurture them together. The locals claim that sharing these wishes will increase the likelihood of the wish becoming a reality.

Any Moonblessed who help will be rewarded with a pot of a luminous bonsai tree of their choosing, perfect for decorating their new apartment rooms with.

B ⬤ Shrine maidens are recruiting dancers and musicians to aid them for the Queen’s welcome parade. Holographic posters for the auditions are plastered all over areas near shrines. This year’s theme is an elaborate tale featuring an interpretative dance of the blessed Euphemia flower being grown and cultivated by a dragon. Half the participants will be fitted with a flowing dress and a flower crown while the other half will be wearing an ornate dragon head and a scaly unitard. Be prepared to move the audience, especially the Queen. They say she has high standards!

C ⬤ Another audition is being held for the tournament display in the Elaran Amphitheater. Capable fighters are encouraged to take part in exhibition matches as these symbolic fights are retellings of Lunatia’s history. The finalists that make it after the elimination round will represent the Moon Knights during the Lunatia’s historical battle to protect the city from chaos. Black-winged mechanical beasts will be brought in to play the role of the physical manifestations of the wrathful god Basti. Weaponry and armor will be provided. All participants need to give their all in these matches to inspire pride and hope.

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The sound of royal horns and the cheering of the people signal the official arrival of Queen Elara. The welcome parade follows suit with all the Prismals dressed up in stunning garments, either handing out flower crowns or sticking Orclev flowers onto the lapels of parade goers. This flower grows tiny, harmless hooks when you add pressure to its petals — no pesky pins required! Just watch out for the Prismal kids that like sticking them on people’s butts.

A harmony of brass, woodwinds and percussion play throughout the city streets as acrobats with batons, ribbons, and pompoms take to the streets, surrounding the large holographic and high-tech parade floats. Sideshow performers and lively personalities are also set to perform, including the earlier chosen performers and the tournament finalists once again in their costumes. Make sure to smile for the crowd and be nice when they ask for selfies or autographs!

A ⬤ The white lunar blossoms being sold along the streets are popular among the locals. These blossoms are this season’s popular gifts as they are said to change color according to the true feelings of the recipient. Locals form long lines, giggling about their secret crush, saying this may be their chance to finally learn about their heart’s desires. 💚💛

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💜︎ = Neutral 💙︎ = Hatred 💖︎ = Pure/Familial Love

B ⬤ In a quieter alleyway, there is a marionette show reenacting the royal family’s historically first Encircling. No one else seems to be around to watch, but the show is free... The wooden puppets appear a little too lifelike, seemingly reacting to any presence with almost too keen an interest. Later in the show, some of their heads spin all the way around, then slow down as if to lock their empty gazes onto you, while others giggle unnervingly and coax you into joining. Had enough? A peep behind the curtains reveals nothing but a puppetmaster’s empty chair. A chill runs down your spine...

Try and destroy the jeering mannequins and they will immediately put themselves back together and laugh at your pedestrian efforts to thwart them. Complete destruction of the marionettes is the only way to stop them, but is it worth the effort? You’re free to run; they won’t follow too far. Ask the locals about this and you will only be met with confusion. It seems they don’t appreciate the frightening thought in the middle of a joyous occasion, so it may be best to keep it to yourself for now.

At the end of the procession, Queen Elara will take center stage in Lunatia Square to deliver her speech:

Queen Elara

I deeply appreciate all of those present here for gathering today under the blessed moons of Prismatica. To the Moonblessed, I am Queen Elara. While I do not rule over the planet as my ancestors did in times past, I still care deeply for my home and wish to see it prosper. Tonight, I will dance with all my heart and spirit for this purpose.

There is much we do not understand about the many mysterious phenomena that come with your arrival, but I take this opportunity to say that no matter what happens, you are valued guests and free to make our home yours. All that we humbly ask is for your assistance while our illustrious minds find a way to repay you for your time. Come what may, we the Prismals will do our part.

Thank you and I pray for your continued support and success through whatever may come in the future. May the light of the moons bring unity and prosperity to all!

Once the speech is over, Queen Elara will fade into the background to rest and prepare for tonight’s performance. She will return to Lunatia Square just before midnight to perform the most awaited Encircling — a ritual done to rotate the city and its mechanisms to face the three moons, and a task that only the royal family is capable of. Armed with a magical flame in one hand and a sword in the other, she reenacts both halves of the monumental battle between Basti, the dragon god of calamity, and the Moon Knights of Lunatia. Each graceful step and twirl of this mystical dance sets all city levels into motion as if the entire metropolis is responding to the beat of the rhythm.

A few elders remark that Lunatia would creak as it slowly made a clumsy half circle in the past few Encirclings, but the city has certainly never moved this smoothly before. Could it be the work of the Moonblessed and their chroma?

The whirring of machinery, the glittering of Caelus Tower, and the chanting of the audience blend into a mesmerizing song of magic, technology, and the Prismals’ unwavering spirit. After fluid transitions between Basti’s frenetic movements and the Moon Knight’s acrobatic stunts, Elara raises her sword, leaps into the air, and lunges toward the dragon god—-

The sky is pitch black. Queen Elara’s voice cuts through the din, each word echoing through what seems the entirety of the planet.

“I call upon the benedictions of the moons! Banish that which threatens us! Bring your shining light upon this city and let us flourish!”

Eventually, in the darkness of the night, all three moons shine on the people of Lunatia, briefly an overlapping opalescent white before becoming a maelstrom of red, blue and purple clouds.

By the end of the dance, Lunatia’s position has changed. For the first time in two hundred years, the city has made a full rotation. Everyone goes silent and fall into prayer.

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If you listened to the Prismals earlier and kept wearing your protective bracelet, then the moons’ effects will be dulled. Otherwise, you’ll find yourself suddenly growing anxious and gasping for breath. So for those who didn’t bother visiting the shrines or who chucked the bracelets away, you will be subjected to the full effects of your moonblessing.

While all three moons are in the sky, their influence is thrice amplified, causing a high uptick in erratic behavior as well as uncontrollable transformations. Beware the Moonblessed that are acting more feral than usual.

A ⬤ By keeping the protective bracelet, you and your loved ones will be spared from the influence of the moons. However, if your transformation progressed too far before putting the bracelet on, then it will be too late and the bracelet will have no effect. Will you wait out the storm or help those who are affected? Maybe you’re the one who needs help? Since every moonblessing is unique and unpredictable, it’s difficult to tell what will happen next. It may be best to gather your friends and keep an eye on them.

B ⬤ A group of ruffian Prismals from the Lightless has taken advantage of the occasion and has broken into Level 3 while their moonblessings are active. These ruffians are capable of turning into huge, three-headed cerberus monsters known for their peerless physical strength. Their fangs are capable of snapping the necks of their unfortunate victims. They will be attacking anyone indiscriminately to cause disturbance and chaos, aiming for those who are the most vulnerable. The Moon Knights’s response is quick, but they will appreciate any extra aid to apprehend these criminals before they escape the city.

All moon effects last a few hours until the moons separate and fall back into their regular orbits.

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A. Enshrined
[For his own protection.

Well, that isn't ominous at all. Nothing bad has ever happened from accepting gifts of strange significance from complete strangers. The only thing keeping Jon from pitching it as far as he can throw it (sadly not that far - maybe he should start going to the gym. It might help him next time something wants to kidnap him), is the fact that they seem to be handing them out to everyone.

He's not heard of mass-produced supernatural items before. Which is a lot more of a relief these days than it would have been a year ago when he would have rolled his eyes at the ridiculousness of it. What a horrifying thought.]

Thank you?

[He says it and takes the little bracelet, but doesn't put it on, not yet. Instead he heads over to a nearby bench to sit and... watch. He's still adjusting to being here, to the differences and... well, the things that don't change. It's a good place to people watch, and to examine this strange chain he's been given, and he remains there, lost in thought, for a while.]

B. The Unknowing

[There is a flower stuck to his jacket, and he'd narrowly avoided having a flower crown put on his head, and there are a few thousand more people than Jon is comfortable dealing with right now. He's never been the best with crowds - if he'd wanted to surround himself with people he would have gone to work in politics after university. He hadn't become a researcher to be sociable. And he hadn't become an archivist to- well...

He heads deeper into the city, overwhelmed and uncomfortable, and finally ducks into a smaller back street. It's much quieter here, even just a few steps in.

That immediately sets him on edge. How many statements has he read that involve a previously busy place becoming suddenly quiet and empty? And yet, even knowing that, he is spurred on. Curiosity. More than that. He has to know.

He hears music drifting towards him, and for a moment, he thinks he hears the piping of a steam calliope. The hairs at the back of his neck stand on end, and his mouth goes dry.

In his pocket, the tape record switches itself on.

He approaches the little stage and the movement, jerky and inhuman, makes bile raise in his throat. For a moment he remembers the choir and the dance, not so much what he had seen, but how it had felt, the slow dissolution of reality before Tim- Before.

He does not sit down. He watches as the marionettes dance and turn their blank wooden gazes upon him. He feels like they know. Of course they know. It was too much to hope that a new world, a different planet, would be free of the Stranger. Where there is fear, they exist. And he is afraid.]

I see you. I know what you are.

C. Bad Moon Rising

[He had eventually put the bracelet on, after making sure to find out that it was safe. Or at least the people giving them out believe them to be safe. It's as close as he can get.

Still, even with it on, it's a little like being drunk. A warm sort of drunkenness, the kind you get a couple of drinks in at the pub after work, when you know you'll be going home to your warm and safe house. It's almost pleasant, but still... strange.

He feels flushed and from the stories he's heard, he decides it's better to head back home. He's not paying the most attention, so when he bumps into someone, he staggers a little, and looks up sharply.]

Oh. I'm sorry. Not looking where I'm going.

D. Wildcard
[Meet Jon somewhere else around the festival!]

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Day 1-2 - HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR - B

[Festivals are always a nice time, in Dakki's opinion. How people celebrate is a fantastic way to get to know them, and she has a lot of getting-to-know to do. Surely this will help! Surely it will keep her busy.

Given the choice of auditioning for a dance performance or a fighting display, she frets over the matter silently. Either one's within her capacity to do well at. Either one would be an interesting challenge. If she were to choose the tournament, she could show off her swordplay!

....no. No, not that. Not right now.

Dancing it is. Though in all of her time spent fretting, it seems that the most roles and costumes were already assigned. A fine display of traditional Gridanian dance steps were enough proof that she could pull off fancy footwork with sufficient grace, but more flower dresses had been assigned than scale leotards. Which is how she has found herself holding a white dragon headpiece out at arm's length, staring it in the glassy eyes.]

...how are we supposed to see while wearing this thing?

[Though she's not asking anyone in particular, she wouldn't mind an answer to her question. They have a little more time before they need to start rehearsing the dance routine, it might as well be spent chatting.]

Day 3 - SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND - Parade

[The day of the performance has arrived, and Dakki thinks it has all come together very well, given the short time they've had to work on it. Quality of performance or not, she is having a wonderful time playing the part given to her. Perhaps she's as good as anonymous in this foreign city already, but the mask adds an extra layer of disguise that feels strangely freeing. No one can tease her for dressing so silly or dancing so wildly. No one can expect anything. She's just one dancer in a whole troupe, a comfortable part of a bigger whole.

The 'dragons' are to act out cultivating the 'flowers', and some of the cultivating requires fending off threats. Which, dance-wise, often manifest as wild swipes and spins and kicks, and the occasional purposeful lunge out at the audience. It's terribly fun, which means she's getting a bit too caught up in the spirit of the moment and at risk of intruding upon the parade audience's personal space. Oops. Incoming dragon!]

Day 4 - JUST LIKE... - B

[Thank goodness she'd had time to change out of her costume and into her regular clothes. Because those regular clothes included her lovely new protective bracelet, and it seems to be warding off the worst of what other, bracelet-free people are experiencing. She feels a little odd, a bit tense and strangely hungry, but she's still herself. And that means she's in the sort of state to help the Moon Knights fight off those canine attackers.

Anyone that Dakki spots looking worn down and harried will find light and warmth flaring around them, a Cure spell soothing their wounds and hurts. And in just enough time for them to wonder what had happened, she's gesturing broadly with her staff and encircling their opponent with conjured winds to tear at them and help wear them down.]

Hang in there! We can bring them down!

Day 4 - ...ANIMALS-MALS - A

[The fighting had been wild. Even though she had healed her own hurts away, her clothes had taken a bit of damage. The worst was that one sleeve was torn up from an up-close encounter with some canine claws, but at least she'd fixed her actual arm up quite quickly. But the damage had gone and almost broken a few links on her bracelet... which she had yet to notice.]

Oof, I need a moment...

[It is when she passes the back of her hand across her forehead to wipe away some sweat that she notices, because the motion is just enough to snap the weakest link and send the bracelet clattering to the pavement.]

A-ah, no...!

[And then she finds herself gasping for breath, clutching at her chest and slouching inwards. Her first reflex is that she needs to hurry somewhere safe and out of the way, because this is liable to take her out of the fight. She doesn't want to be a liability. So she's rushing to shelter by a nearby shop's doorway, looking warily about for more opponents or hazards, eyes darting this way and that.

Until they finally dart back to the shop and she catches a look at her reflection in the window. Why was her hair shot through with white? Up comes a hand to thread through it, revealing to her that she's sprouting feathers not just there but on the backs of her forearms. And her nails... are her nails growing long and sharp? The high noise of dismay that she lets out is liable to draw unwanted attention, but she can't hold it in, her shock and alarm is so great.]

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Harvest Moon Simulator: Tree Edition

[ Vanitas finds himself out and about long after Sandalphon had "convinced" him to participate. If someone had thought to ask him if he'd be out planting trees and taking care of some of the other plants, Vanitas might have laughed at them. The only sort of "life" that he's ever "maintained" are the Unversed and one could hardly call them symbolic of new life. If anything they are kind of the opposite, created from darker emotions than what gardening seems to represent. He might even laugh because the thought of doing something so mundane and normal is a far cray from anything he's ever pictured himself doing.

However, things change. Being completed has done a lot of that, even if it hasn't been for overly long. Vanitas has also given much thought about what Sandalphon and Xigbar have spoken to him about. Trying new things. Seeing what he likes and doesn't like. Figuring out who he is now that his goal is complete and there's no Xehanort to pull the strings.

In that respect he's found that this task is something that's just that: a task. It's repetitive and doing things like pruning and dead-heading flowers takes focus, a sharp eye, and precision in some cases. Most importantly, it takes his thoughts away from the array of new emotions that he still has issues processing and understanding.

Vanitas pretty much minds his own business over the course of the days and can be found on both days working like this. The crowds don't even seem to bother him. As he moves about, some small Floods can be seen carrying the gardening tools behind him. ]

Harvest Moon Simulator: Flower Crowns

I'm not interested in trying out.

[ That's what he's telling one of the maidens at the shrine. The girl smiles in understanding but doesn't seem to be inclined to leave just yet. Vanitas snaps a little, asking what she wants. Instead of an actual answer, she simply drops one of those flower crowns up on top of his head. Vanitas is taken aback of course. ]

But I said I wasn't going to join your stupid little dancing audtion.

[ "That's okay" are the words that come out of the shrine maiden's mouth. She states that Vanitas looks like he needs them more than anyone auditioning and simply turns away to find someone else to volunteer. This leaves Vanitas staring after her. Blinking. Because what. ]

What just... Happened?

[ People confuse him so much. ]

Just Like Animals-Mals: Moon Shenanigans

[ Knowing that some people he is acquainted with, Vanitas is already looking to track some of them down. Mainly Ventus because the annoying pest is likely out there and effected. Of course Vanitas himself never thought to remove the bracelet, thinking that maybe he should hang onto it just in case. That puts him in a good position to:

A) Confront anyone that is Sanguis. Vanitas wonderfully provides a service that many effected by the red moon could take up: fighting. As he enjoys a good fight himself, Vanitas will helpfully step up to the plate and "help" work out any aggression that these individuals might need to alleviate.

B) Get caught by anyone that is Iris. In this scenario there's a good chance to catch Vanitas off guard by a random hug or help him get out of a situation in which he's being smothered by a Prismal that forgot to wear a bracelet or tossed it away. ]

Wild Card

[ Additionally I am open to other ideas. If you'd like to chat and set something up feel free to hit me up on Discord ( verthunder #9612 ) or at

jardaan ]

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Would a character get in trouble for killing any Lightless Prismals, or dismembering them, if it wasn't solely out of self-defense? Or do the Knights not care as long as the criminals are stopped?

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Harvest Moon Simulator - Day 1-2

[ Glitch was still under the impression he was in some kind of vivid dream. Everything felt real, but nothing felt real if that made any sense. It's the fact of being outside for the first time in his life is what makes him really disbelieve that he could be awake. He's never felt a spring breeze on his cheek or the night sky. How could any of this be real?

But, what's got him intrigued is the tree planting. He was more than willing to take a seed but now he's completely unsure of what to do with it. He's suppose to plant it for wishes but...how does he plant this thing? He never learned. So, awkwardly he sidles up to someone who looks like they know what they're doing as he holds the seed in his cupped hands. ]

Uh, so...what do I do with this?

Marionettes are weird - Day 3

[ Yeah, this is weird. This is really weird. He had heard the creepy chuckling and decided to go look at what it is. He kind of stares at it as they beckon at him a hand resting on his cheek as he tries to make sense of what this is. Finally, he decides to speak; ]

So, is this normal? Or are there just a lot of you little creeps around? [ He may be speaking to the puppets, he might be speaking to you. Either way, it's a conversation. ]

Just like the Animals-mals - Day 4

[ Glitch had just been out on another wandering. He still hadn't gotten enough of the city so it would be a shame not to explore. It's so unfortunate though because he's just walked right in the middle of a warzone with those ruffians. Just a casual stroll and then BAM! He narrowly misses having his head ripped off by one of those three headed creatures. SHIT!

With a fight like this? Glitch was no match for. He's use to his opponents being people not...this.

He's already sprinting and dodging and he might be charging in your direction as he flees from this bounding monster. ]

RUN, RUN, RUN, RUN!

[ Help him or flee that's up to you. ]

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▶ HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR

Genji had accepted the offer of the bracelet from the locals - especially given how insistent they seemed on him wearing it. He's tucked it around his wrist and under his armor, so as not to lose it accidentally.

In the meantime, he's also donned a pair of sleek gloves in order to help with the planting of the seeds. It may be odd to see a man in full armor with two blades on his back, cheerily humming and helping to dig up and plant seeds, but he's getting along well. He'll offer his help with any other Moonblessed who needs it.

And, honestly, he wants one of those green bonsai trees for his apartment.

If you expected to see Genji at any audition, it might probably wouldn't have been the dance one. Still, he is there - with a green dragon mask and one of the scale unitards, under which can be seen the glow of his cybernetics.

He's giving it his all in the dance, circling around those who are in their dresses and moving around. He's having a lot of fun - even if he doesn't end up picked for the dance, he's enjoying the chance to sweep people off their feet and twirl them around. He's even doing it to others wearing the dragon masks, occasionally.

▶ YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND

Flowers that supposedly share the feelings of others? It sounds like some mood ring kind of thing, but Genji loves a good flower and, well, what can it really hurt? He's gathered a couple of the flowers to hold onto, and will be handing them out when he feels like it. Feel free to speak to him while he's got a bundle - or give him one yourself.

▶ JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS

The dance of the Queen, the rotation - it's all quite impressive, but when he sees all three moons high in the sky, he feels dread creep up his spine. He's seen what the moons do - and now they are all in alignment.

He feels it quickly - the rush of the moon, like he had when he'd arrived. It's different, and thank the Iris he's wearing a bracelet, as it holds the worst of it back. Still, he has to pull off his helmet and the coverings, letting free the red, perky fox ears that spear up through his green hair. He's not happy about having to reveal his scarred face, but he has no choice. He's also sprouted a long, graceful fox tail from the small of his back, and the material of his artificial feet has changed, elongating into the heels of his wolf form to allow him faster speed.

The Protector - Genji may be under the effect of the Cordis moon, but he's still in control of his faculties. He'll go through the Prismals and Moonblessed, rescuing those who seem to be in dire straights or fighting off those who seem to have lost control. His goal is not to damage, but to subdue, and then take them to a safe place in order to sleep off the effects. If you want to have Genji defeat your character, he can, otherwise if it seems he's in over his head he'll rescue who he can and beat a retreat.

The Mischievous Ninja - While he's retained his senses, he's still effected by the Cordis moon. During his rescues or fights, he may pluck an item off your character to keep as a trophy. If no one is in danger, he's also the type to approach someone and flirt with them, or follow them to give them a light scare for being tracked by a fox-man. He's open to sexual encounters, though he likely won't be going all the way with anyone.
The Wildcard - Have a different idea or want to encounter Genji somewhere else? Feel free to PM Genji's journal!

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A ▶ It’s hard work, really. But then, he’s not a stranger to it. Plus, that glowing potted plant looked like a pretty sweet addition to the apartment he’d been given. It’s… relaxing, in a way, something that makes him recall temple gardens and blooming flowers- even if he recognizes exactly none of the plants here. Happily, he’s at least managed to procure clothing that’s a little bit more suitable for digging around in the dirt. Practical, if- in his opinion- not too flattering. It doesn’t help, either, that the whole Moonblessing thing- and hadn’t that been a shock and an annoyance when it first happened- had done things to his biology he hadn’t been prepared for. At the very least, it was temporary.
He turned to the person passing by, they looked busy. “Hey, I’m pretty much done here. You need a hand?”

B. ▶ He’d never been much of a dancer, but come on- a public performance, open to everyone of a musical bent? He’d taken great care to make sure his bass was tuned and ready to go, and now he was waiting for his turn, fingering and humming along to one of the classics- who, on listening to a performance of Not a Hero, could possibly think it wasn’t for them? That was something unique about the kind of music Rem had brought, when the Seekers had first popped up. Music with soul, something that had a tendency to cause a nearly-irresistible urge to- move. Bob along to the beat, if not outright dance. Unconsciously, he mumbled the words, for the moment oblivious to the people around him.
”I know you think you’ve won, my friend, this is your victory…
They say a god cannot be slain by mortal hands…”

C ▶ At the time, it had seemed like a good idea. No, thank you, he wasn’t going to put on the magic item that was potentially cursed or something when they absolutely refused to tell him what the damn things were for. So he’d pocketed it just in case, but until someone explained something to him he wasn’t going to bother. Of course… then he’d started sprouting fur. And antlers. And hooves. And rabbit ears and- ah, shit, that’s what the bracelets were for. He wound up falling flat on his face mid-step because, surprise, hooves are not meant to fit in boots. Godsdammit.
“I don’t suppose you could… uh.” He paused, looking up at his would-be savior. “Whoa. Hey there.” Why, oh why, did he suddenly feel incredibly warm.

D ▶ Of course, it had to happen while he was- distracted. A bunch of monsters attacking the city? Kairon’s head snapped around as the beasts burst through the doors, and then people were screaming, and something in him… flared to life. They were attacking and hurting innocent people. There was no way he couldn’t step in.
His axe was unslung, and damned hooves or no he was charging, slamming one fist into a jewel set into the pauldron on his shoulder- and, in front of onlookers, he’s rapidly covered horns-to-hooves in plate armor, catching one of the rampaging moonblessed’s swipes with the haft of his weapon. “You! Get those people out of here or help me, I can’t handle all these on my own!”

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▶ I. HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR [Day 1-2]

a ⬤ four open squares of field required

[She hasn't spent much time actually farming the land rather than just enemies. and QP, back home. But she's used to foraging, and she's never been one to quail at a bit of hard work, so here she is, in comfy, tight jeans, a light t-shirt and a ponytail that bobs and sways each time she. bends and straightens between plantings.]

...phew. That's another one done. Would you mind passing me the hose, or a watering can?

b ⬤and one-two-three, one-two-three, one-two-three...

[Hakuno is no prima ballerina, to be sure. But she's fleet-footed, dedicated, and has a. knack for pattern-recognition that her life literally hinged on, in the early days of the war, and all of that adds up to a surprisingly high level of competency at learning a new dance. It's a surprise and a thrill to make the cut, and so once she's fitted into her costume, she continues practicing.

An army marches on its stomach, however, so you either find her mid-routine or mid-burger, still in her new costume as she idly scrolls through the comms with her free hand.]

▶ II. YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND [Day 3-4]

[By the time the festivities are in full swing, Hakuno has adjusted to the sway and shift of the fluttery costume, and can slip through the crowds with ease.

...well, mostly ease.

She stops to talk to or take pictures with any child who asks—some of whom don't even know her from school, shockingly—and either through mischief or good intentions ends up with a growing collection of lunar blossoms and Orclev flowers tangled into her curls and skirts. It makes for a pretty picture, certainly, but Hakuno has. no idea how she's going to get them out.

Finding a quiet spot off to one side, she begins tugging at one, experimentally.]

▶ III. JUST LIKE ANIMALS [Day 4]

[Now, in Hakuno's defense, she does still have her bracelet. Technically speaking, it's been on her person the entire time, in a subtle little pocket in her dancing costume. It just... hasn't been directly on her wrist. She hadn't given it enough thought, originally, too busy with practice and planting and public relations.

But, she's certainly paying for it now.

The ears, the antlers, the fluffy tail, all of it has come back with a vengeance. Worse still, so has the heat—potent and insistent enough that this time there's no mistaking just what the sudden discomfort is rooted in. Every lunar blossom still clinging to her has turned a lurid, lusty red, so there's no hiding it, either. That alone would be mortifying, seeing as it has left her slumped on the ground and clinging to a bench as she. tries to struggle upright again, but to put a cherry on this whole debacle, she also happens to be sparking like a broken plug.

It's not enough to really wound a person, but it's more than enough to sting. Approach at your own risk, apparently.]

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a. where's yugu when you need her

[After being told, in all gentleness, that blowing the seeds about on the wind was not what the Prismals had in mind, Grimnir's disappointed but ultimately understanding. While this isn't the Sky Realm, he might as well take the time to learn about these kinds of skydwellers, too, after all, and if they want these seeds planted in a particular place, then he'll help them. After all, they were kind enough to give him a protective bracelet! Though he'd like to come up with a proper name for it, eventually.

Gardening is...a little more grueling than he'd anticipated, but fortunately there are plenty of people to talk to, and Grimnir's nothing if not friendly. Remembering the stories he's been told about the Meas seeds he's reverently holding in one hand, he asks:]

If you were tending one of these trees, what would you ask of it, once you had nurtured it to maturity?

[If it were him...maybe he'd wish for more books...

Or another really cool lance...]

b. dance like you want to win!

[Someone's enjoying the dragon head they gave him too much. Grimnir's eyes had begun to sparkle before he was even handed the thing, and now that he's been given one he looks like he might actually explode from excitement as he examines it.]

Hey, this is really cool! I can't—you're sure I can wear it? You mean it?!

[Even the unitard he's handed is regarded with nothing but glee. He's never done something like this before, but he's more than eager to try...and to get a look at other people's costumes. The dresses are nice, too! But the dragon heads...they're much neater, so he's looking around to see what the others look like. If he finds someone else on dragon duty, he rushes over to them to ask a favor.]

Ah! Hey, yours is a different color! Can I take a look at it? Please?!

[He offers his own green dragon head in exchange, grinning widely.]

c. coco, mimi, we aren't in kansas anymore

[Grimnir's been good and kept his bracelet on, and he's more than willing to help when the trouble starts. He descends impressively in a strong, harsh wind, floating and pointing his spear at a group of ruffians.]

Stand down, villains! Know that taking one step further will invoke the wrath of the Mad Cyclone himself, Gri—

[Not having any patience for his speech, one of the ruffians dashes past him in their monstrous form. Grimnir chokes out a frustrated noise and wordlessly screeches as he hurls his spear, hitting them in the leg and felling the beast. Rapidly regaining his composure, though still flushing a bit, Grimnir poses triumphantly, hand in front of his face.]

G-GRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIMNIR!

[Nailed it? Nailed it.]

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HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR, B

[Spy doesn't usually like to get his hands dirty, especially now that he's wearing a shiny new bracelet. But honestly, digging in the dirt seems like a nice way to relax after dealing with all this moon business. Besides, he's wearing gloves, and digging a hole to bury seeds in is about the same as burying a body, right? Just less square footage to worry about.

This makes for the ultimate rare sight: a stuffy Frenchman with his jacket off, sleeves rolled up, slowly and methodically planting seeds with quite a level of care. He'll probably welcome some help - or, at the very least, conversation.]

YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND

[Spy's not participating in any of the music or tournament parts of the festival. Musically, it doesn't seem like a piano belongs in a parade, and he's not really one for a face-to-face confrontation.

He will, however, watch with rapt attention. Both taken by the talent of the dancers and performers and intrigued in the history being told with the tournament. Anything that gives him a sense of what the planet was like before them is something he's more than willing to learn.]

JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS, A

[It's incredible. The three moons coming into harmony, the deafening silence of the people as they do - Spy's not one for religion or faith, but it's definitely inspiring.

What's not inspiring, however, is when everyone loses their shit.

Of course, he doesn't concern himself with that right away. Not when he's noticed something utterly unacceptable about the changes that occur when the moons shine on him. He's Cordis-aligned, so he knows exactly what's happening when his eyes start to sting and water. Sure enough, the fox eyes are back in a steely shade of grey.
What he's not expecting are the ears. They stick up through his mask until he makes the hard decision to cut slits in the top of it, and two furry fox ears pop out of the holes. Light brown, but greying.]

What the hell.

[Afterwards, he'll make the connection between the changes and the bracelets and be checking to find anyone that's caught in the crossfire so he can escort them to safety. Although, as someone Cordis-aligned, the pheromones are in full gear...]

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1. [day 1] planting

[he's found a place to live, and although he's not entirely sure that he buys into this place being his new home, he's found himself doing what he has to do to get by: survive, acclimate, adapt. he's seen it all: sweaty subway rides, humans who turn into faunus and back into humans again, arcades- so much of this place is like home, only it's been shaken through a vividly transposing kaleidoscope. it hasn't quite sunk in that this might be it for him, Lunatia and everything that it encompasses may be the end of the line in his journey, but it doesn't mean he's not an upstanding citizen.

he's grateful for all the city has given him and for the people who have taken him in when he had no place to go. for the small things, for the big things, and all the misshapen things that happen to fall in between.

this place in the spring... it's kind of beautiful, and he can't even deny that.

so a little community service is on the docket; it's the least he can do. he's got seeds, a spade, and a lot of time and energy to make this work. currently digging a hole that's a little too deep for the type of flower that will grow here, he drops a cluster of three into the shallow he's bored out. Jaune closes his eyes and wonders if he can use his Aura to unlock the life inside them, but to anyone else on the outside, it looks like he's struggling, caught somewhere between a sneeze and a yawn.

which is, of course, a perfect time to yell at him for being weird.

alternatively, he's happy to just have company while he does the task at all. at some point, he'll look up from the work that you two have done, and he'll smile widely enough in his pride that it's hard not to believe he's a descendant of the sun- and then comment about how there's some dirt on your cheek and oh, he can fix that- just give him a second as he leans.]

2. [day 2-4] dancing in the moonlight

[this ironically is not the first time Jaune Arc has been in a dress and wound up dancing in front of a crowd of people. he had signed up to participate- listen, he actually enjoyed the movements behind it when he saw the shrine maidens practicing in a park- and the choice he was offered was between dressing up in a broken looking dragon suit or something that was a little more easy, breezy, beautiful cover boy.

he thinks about it for a second.

this dragon costume seriously looks like it had been through the ringer. probably has the stank of another person still inside it, and the mask is missing an eye. it's missing? an eye? looks like the dress will do. the shrine maidens giggle as they help him into it, and aside from his muscular form, it doesn't look terrible.

or, maybe it does look terrible and they're too nice to say anything about it. he has to stay in his combat boots since the shoes don't really fit right, but it's fine. it's no big deal. Jaune learns the dance pretty easily; it's rhythmic and simple, and one of those types that looks infinitely better when many people are doing it at the same time. he's mastered it.

over the next two days, he'll be in costume, preparing for the dance. during the parade, he takes the performance incredibly seriously, but when it's all over, he looks proud as ever. he'd look adorable in a flower crown right about now, but in the meantime? he's ducking out to grab something to drink. he's parched.

whether he runs into you- literally or figuratively- he'll scratch the back of his head and offer a sheepish sort of smile.]

Sorry, I-... [his flowing trail of cloth is picked up by a kid as they threateningly look to maypole him in place.] Hey, what are you doing?

3. [day 4, later] pumpkin pete (bunny transformation)

[you might be wondering how he ended up in this mess.

unfortunately, he had no idea what was going on with the silver bracelets and no one told him that he had to wear it. thinking that the abundance of them on pretty much everyone was just something that people got for living here for a while, and that he was a newbie, he didn't really think anything of it. and there he was, the parade finally coming to a close and the queen performing her mystical ceremony that he... didn't really understand. it felt like a pretty neat festival to celebrate the spring's arrival, and all in all, Jaune felt pretty good about the entire thing.

except as he walks home, still adorned in the costume he was given to work with, he catches sight of his own shadow up against the wall of a building- and something's incredibly off about the picture. Jaune looks, tilting his head, as he squints and runs his hands up the side of his head. and here comes the string of anxiety at not feeling ears where his ears should be. his hands glide up, and there they are: a set of rabbit's ears at the top of his head.

that ear piercing scream? that's Jaune, distressed.]

What's happening to me!?

[he looks behind him- is that a tail? that's definitely a tail. it'd hidden itself well under the layers of scarf that he was wearing, and as he continues freaking out, he's just discovered that he's been blessed by the pull of Iris.]

I DON'T WANNA BECOME PUMPKIN PEEEETE.

4. [day x] wildcard

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[A. Day 1]
[ Well, a guy like Alfyn loved planting as much as he liked examining plants and turning them into medicine. It's interesting how nature worked, to him. It gives if you respect the balance of how much you take. How plants could save and end lives...

So he more than glad to participate in the planting. The apothecary instincts in action here is him making sure no one is over working themselves and that they take breaks. So he will either be approaching you to help you with the digging or offering water to you.

Or maybe you both reached for some seeds and hands touch for a moment, which Alfyn would pull away looking sheepish as he mumbled an apology. ]

[B. Day 2-3]

[ An innocent ~~> Inquiry~~ talk with a shrine maiden led from one thing to another. The next thing this apothecary knew, he was being guided by a small group of them and was getting fitted and dressed into elegant dancing garbs of white. The fabric practically flowed with him with every movement.

So when it came time to perform, Alfyn had remembered his dancing sessions with Primrose. Ever since the day Alfyn had decided that his second job would be a dancer, he had been taught the dances that his dancer companion knew. Everything she taught him would be put to the test and he had nothing but jitters until he practically was guided to the stage.

Deciding that the Bewildering Grace dance was too unpredictable for this occasion, he decided against using that one.

And in the end... He performs a dance called The Lion Dance. The Lion dance was a dance that had assertive moves. Almost like moving fire. The moves were swift and ones that demanded attention. An ironic choice for a gentle soul like Alfyn.

But in the end, it seemed to pay off as there was still a reaction from the viewers? ]

[B2]
[ However, if you see Alfyn some time AFTER his performance of the Lion Dance for the Queen? Alfyn's costume was now a dancer outfit that the shrine maidens thought appropriate and suited his dancing style more almost right after they had chosen his performance, which only surprised the apothecary since he was more entranced by the other performers...

So he will be very interactive with the children that approached him to and even offering a little girl a short dance with her as his thanks for their support and liking his performance. Shrine maidens even wanted a dance with the man, which he obliged, if you wished to see him have some short performances giving these ladies a dance they'd remember.

And he'll be very unused to the concept of 'selfies', so he'd look much like a confused puppy in such pictures, which only amused and endeared the Prismals even more to this simple man. Some even say that they will come by the flower and herb shop just to see him, which only left him blushing and thanking them shyly.

Either help him escape the scene or find him when he's taking a break from it and enjoying the festivities. At this point, you'll find Alfyn examining this flower that was given to him by a Prismal as a gift. ]

...Wonder if it can be made in a concoction? Hope it's not poisonous.

[C. Day 3-4]

[Because his dancer outfit left few ways for him to keep his axe, Alfyn (who now has blonde rabbits ears that were floppy/lopped) was less on the attack since the encounter with the vines... And was more about defending and making sure civilians were out of harm's way. He will also be tending to anyone who might be injured, whether it's you or a Prismal who got in a ruffian's way. He'll be very attentive to the injuries and giving the gentlest touches in hopes the Chroma hastens the recovery,.

Or. You find Alfyn taking hits from a ruffian who sent him some distance with a hit when he was protecting someone injured, whether it's you or someone else.

Or. Maybe... He underestimates how much damage you might be able to make thanks to the side effects of being at full power without the bracelet and he wanted to see if he could calm you down.]

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[A Quest Begins]

[It was her first time ever experiencing such an event, and it was a bit overwhelming. So instead of taking part in where the majority of the crowds were she decided to see what the shrines were like instead. It was also a good place to learn more about the festival and the history behind it. Lore was always important to seek out!

It was after she got the bracelet that she started to wonder exactly what was going on.]

I feel like I got an important key item... probably. But....

[What did she need to be protected from?]

I will take this quest, and see it to the end!

[All she needed was a clue as to where to go next.]

I wonder where the next event will be flagged.

[Sensory Overload]

[The parade itself seemed fun and whimsical, it also seemed like a good place to get clues as to everything happening, but... it was filled with people. She had never been around so many people before, alive and warm and moving around filling up every space available. She hadn't thought about how hard it would be to move around, or what it truly meant to be surrounded by so many people.]

This is a lot harder than the Star Festival....

[In fact, she felt a bit funny and she didn't know why, it was... almost overwhelming?]

Is this what it's like in the outside world...?

[Moons Rising]

[Since she had been told to keep the bracelet on for protection she never thought to remove it, though, she did feel like there was something up, not that she could quite put her finger on it. However, seeing others and their traits on display did bring a lot of questions, especially when she saw people who seemed to be suffering from something. Was this what the bracelet was for?]

No matter what I have to do what I can.

[Not that she knew what that was, but asking first couldn't hurt.

Anyway, the first thing you had to do in these situations was talk to people, right?]

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A. Botanical Beauty
[Look, she's not exactly accustomed to coarse work, minus helping out with building their own sets in 765Pro's early years as a rookie idol, and especially living in a place as urban as Tokyo, gardening is a bit of a foreign concept for Takane.

However, she's seen those glowing bonsai people would receive in exchange, and she wants in on it. So, she quickly tugs the sleeve of the next passerby who crosses paths with her.]

Do excuse me, my esteemed peer, if you could spare a moment. Should time not be too much of the essence, would you please assist me with planting one of these seeds? I am told it is best accomplished as a pair.

B1. Odd-ition
[So you have taken an interest in the dance auditions and decide to test your mettle! At the designated location, where all potential dancers have gathered to show their skills, it's time to warm up!

Of course, sometimes it's better to work in pairs, and thankfully this silver-haired girl, with her elegant image being betrayed by a tracksuit, is here to help:]

If you are in need of a partner to stretch with, I am more than happy to oblige.

B2. A Head Start
[If you're a poor sap who passed the auditions and was assigned as a dragon, Takane will be taking a very strong interest in you. Or to be more specific, your dragon head.

You'd find her suddenly approaching you, decked out in the flower dress that was provided to the other half of the selected dancers, staring at the ridiculous headgear intensely.]

Goodness, I never expected some would have to wear such a mystifying outfit... [And suddenly, her eyes narrow with very sharp focus.] Will you be keeping it, after this event has concluded?

C. Flower Girl
[Or if you're some rando enjoying the parade, you might have caught sight of Takane singing and dancing as part of her own side performance after her duties of being a dancer for the queen, still decked out in that flowing dress.

Whether you've stuck around to watch her or moved on to other sights, she'll be going to you afterward, handing you a white lunar blossom, a little card with her autograph tied to its stem with a carmine ribbon.]

Please take one.

D. Wildcard!
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I. And There's A Creepy Doll...

Festivals are always a fun time, right? There's all sorts of foods, and all kinds of people out in the streets, and interesting games and shows. Dazai's rarely ever bored during a festival, and that's saying something. And this festival? It's even better than any of the others he's been to. After all, this is his first time on an alien planet, isn't it?

Wandering away from another shrine with yet another one of those pretty silver bracelets tucked away into his pockets (he's always had a weakness for both free and shiny things, after all), Dazai picks a new direction to head in as he slowly makes a circuitous route back towards the apartment tower in level two, bandaged hands in the pockets of his overcoat and a flower crown perched jauntily on his head. He's in a completely unfamiliar neighborhood eyeballing two booths decorated for the season, one selling fried snacks on sticks and the other selling flowers that appear to be changing color, when he sees an arm, beckoning from an alleyway. Most people might know better than to follow strange summons into strangely dark alleys, but since when has Dazai ever been most people?

The puppet show, as it happens, is actually pretty interesting. Kind of creepy, in that way puppets always are; he's never been especially fod of dolls in general, given his history, but a deliciously chilling tale is worth a little discomfort. He goes along with the show just fine, nodding at anyone who joins him in front of the little stage, but it isn't until the curtain is whisked aside at the very end to reveal an empty chair that he realizes they're surrounded by puppets whose giggles no longer seem quite so cute. Climbing slowly back to his feet, Dazai turns in a circle, watching the cackling puppets step closer, and closer...

"Ah...do you think this is part of the show...?"

II. Almost Like Robin Hood

The sight of all three moons filling the sky like that really is something magical, and even Dazai is stopped in his tracks, mesmerized by the dance and the light and the sheer captive silence of the audience. For the first time in a long time, maybe in his entire life, he feels like he's part of something. It's strange and terrifying and wonderful--and all too brief, as some of the Moonblessed begin to double over, manifesting signs of their particular Blessing. Some, but not all, and Dazai's quick to make the connection between the bracelet dangling from his wrist over his bandages and from the wrists of others and their lack of symptoms.

Well, he can't just leave them like that, can he? That wouldn't be the right thing to do, after all, and he can't disappoint that person in such a manner. Which means in a flash Dazai's off the edge of the railing he'd been perched on two stories up and landing easily amid the crowd, dodging and weaving between bodies to reach any of the struggling Moonblessed he can. When he reaches them, be it minutes later or longer, he'll pull one of those extra bracelets from his pocket and do his best to get it onto the other person's wrist however he can--whether through fighting, or coercion, or even slightly more questionable means. After all, it wouldn't be the first time he's seduced someone for a good cause.

III. The Animal Inside

He's run out of bracelets. He's run out of bracelets, and that's not a good thing, because somewhere in the fighting (they'd come out of nowhere, these creatures like three-headed dogs, and he'd never liked dogs in the first place, let alone when they're human-sized and snarling and snapping, trying to tear him limb from limb. The knives had been easy enough to get, and he puts them to good use, trying to protect himself as well as innocent civilians) somewhere in the fighting, one of the monsters had torn into his right arm, and while the bandages wrapped there had taken the brunt of the attack, his bracelet had been lost in the scuffle, and now--

Now, he can smell everything. Sex and blood and excitement, fear and violence and ecstasy. Even the sounds have changed, and he can feel the wind ruffling through the fine hairs of a pair of canine ears that have sprouted from the top of his head. A tail lashes behind him as he turns, shrugging off his torn and bloodied overcoat and eagerly looking around for the source of the smell. He would be worried, but how can he be worried when he feels so incredibly alive?

There's another tangle of bodies nearby, and he doesn't bother to resist the impulse to launch himself at it, flexing a hand now tipped with claws, bright amber eyes glowing in the light of the moons. The fight is glorious. Claws cut through flesh, there's the taste of blood in his mouth, he can hear a heart beating and through it all, there's that smell--

The fight is over, but his heart is still racing, and he whirls, looking for...something. Something to fight, or something to claim, something to make his own one way or another. And if there's nothing around...well, he'll just follow his nose, won't he? Anyone wandering the night smelling of blood or fear or sex should be extra careful these next few hours, especially if they're alone.

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Fenris doesn't particularly like large crowds.

He also doesn't particularly like large crowds in a place he still doesn't understand and is nearly entirely convinced has some more nefarious machinations somewhere beneath the veneer of friendly hospitality. How entirely convenient it is that only they - people from a place outside this one - could generate such vast amounts of energy upon which this society needed to thrive? He had never been an especially tactile person, but even he couldn't deny someone he loves some long-awaited physical affection.

Outside of that, though, he had stubbornly tried to limit what sort of energy they could harvest from his interactions...even if he had on occasion found himself craving it - from anyone.

It's been days since he's bothered to venture outside of the living quarters he's settled into, a virtual recluse to most except those who already knew him. Rumors of strange transformations and behaviors had only served to further solidify his suspicions about Prismatica and its inhabitants.

Yet even he isn't immune from a little cabin fever, and so eventually sojourns back out into this strange world, into another festival. This one, luckily, seems a little less...foreign, somehow. Maybe it was the absence of strange food and games.

Upon arrival, a bracelet is shoved onto his hand with the warning to not remove it until all is done in three days. He bristles, yanking his hand away and shaking it off until another one replaces it a few minutes later. For the time being, it's easier to accept than continue being accosted.

Harvest Moon Display - C (day 2)

Fenris wanders through the crowds, sometimes stopping to watch, but mostly observing the more official-looking natives, peering at them with surreptitious suspicion every now and then, as though he might be able to somehow discern some kind nefarious...something.

Carelessly, he starts moving forward again without quite looking where he's going, and gently collides with the person in front of him. "Ah- apologies."

Spin Me Baby - A (day three)

Although there are long lines for an item he can't quite determine, Fenris is a little more than slightly startled as a young girl runs up and shyly hands him a flower that immediately turns blue as he takes it, bewildered. She giggles and disappears back into the crowd with a flounce, and he looks around, a little dumbfounded, and notices that other flowers are also changing colors as people exchange them with one another.

He scrutinizes the petals with narrowed eyes, turning it between his fingers.

"What sort of foul magic is this?"

Because all magic is foul, of course.

Animals - B (day 4)

When the monsters emerge, the adrenaline of a fight feels more familiar than almost anything has in the past month. Although the creatures are new, it's easy enough to fall into the rhythm of a battle, swinging his greatsword in deadly arcs, the feeling of lyrium flashing through his veins and igniting the markings etched into his skin in an ethereal blue light.

The creature suddenly charges at a newcomer to the field, and Fenris leaps in front of it to block its blow, hissing back over his shoulder:

"Either help or get back!"

Animals - A (day 4, later)

It's a little while after the fight has ended that he realizes the bracelet that had been so insisted upon two days ago has fallen off in the chaos. While he doesn't feel noticeably or particularly different, anyone looking at him will spot some particular...changes. His eyes, once green, are now dark brown with full, large pupils. His ears are still mostly elf-shaped as they usually are, but the tips are slightly rounder, and upon closer inspection (or touch), they're covered with a soft, velvety fur.

But it's the little budding antlers, only four points in total and still gently rounded that just barely stick up from his hair just over his ears that are perhaps the most noticeable addition.

Fenris glances around in the aftermath of the fight, surveying others who had jumped in. He crosses to someone on the ground, offering a hand up.

"Are you hurt?"

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HARVEST MOON

[Makoto... had taken to life easily enough, after settling in. Some things still weirded her out and she wasn't quite sure how to handle it, but she was finding that it was easier to just roll with it as time went on instead of actively freaking out at whatever she might need to. And... honestly, planting trees and stuff would be super calming and probably soothe whatever frayed nerves she could've had from the disaster her life had been the past few days. It was so normal.

So that's actually why she can be found approaching anyone that seems interested in planting trees.]

Wanna give it a go?

HEART OF THE MARIONETTE

[The only warning you have that you're about to be bowled over is a shriek, because there are weird marionettes following Makoto and they're weird and kind of scary and super unsettling and she's just really bad about handling that kind of stuff. Alternatively, it's not difficult to catch her running past, a marionette hot on her heels and moving with the odd movements that they displayed during their little show.]

What's going on with these things!?

WE'RE FOREVER... RIGHT?

[Like her friend Takane, she can be found in her flowing dress from the dance she performed in just... performing again. She seems comfortable with everything she's doing, and everything she does is obviously well rehearsed. She's one to interact with the crowd as much as possible, sometimes even reaching for the hands held out to her to pull them up to dance, regardless of whether or not they know what she's doing.

Alternatively, even when she's not performing, she's more than glad to offer autographs and take selfies with anyone that might ask. It honestly just seems like she's in her element, all things considered.]

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[A. Day 1]
[ Because some Prismals practically cornered him to, Jakob begrudgingly participated in the planting, his sleeves even rolled up to help.

His staff also at his side in case needed and even offering to take over if you're breaking a sweat already.

Or if your hands brush together, he is quick to huff a 'watch where you're reaching' as he doesn't pull back and looking a bit defiant at the other person.

OR. He is trying to hand off the bonsai tree with claims that he has no need for it. ]

[B. Day 2-3]

[ Much to Jakob's dismay, a shrine maiden had taken to complimenting his face and easing him into their turf. It was at that moment when they pulled off his ribbon that untied his long silver hair... that he knew he was at their mercy now.

He was a gentleman, not a brute! Just a gentleman with an attitude, so he endures the maidens brushing his undone hair and dressing him like girls with a grumpy cat dressed up in something it obviously hated.

So here he was. Now in an outfit that seemed a bit revealing for his liking (but then again, this guy is used to being dressed conservatively.) and his hair down and flowing down his back. And all Jakob had for skills as from watching Lady Azura dance and sing.

So from what the butler remembered... He attempts just one of Lady Azura's dances for his performance. Find him before he goes on stage or right after it? ]

[B2]
[ To Jakob's relief, it seemed other performers were picked. Good. It's over...

Maybe you catch him a bit after the performance, still wearing the dancer garbs and his hair still undone and adorned with a flower crown, during the festivities and tease him after seeing someone mistaking him for a woman from the back. Or maybe you had an urge to mess with that hair.

Or the butler is coming up to you to shove this particular flower into your hands, not having an interest in this gift that was given to him by some random Prismal. ]

[C. Day 3-4]

[ Thankfully, Jakob wears his bracelet. However, he had a period of being defiant about not wearing it until the consequences were occurring but some of the transformation wouldn't go away. So not only is he in his dancer outfit, but he has his wolf ears and tail that now make everything flow even more.

And just because he was dressed down, didn't mean that he was unarmed. No. He had his daggers hidden in several places so he would be ready to fight off anyone about to harm any civilians or you if you are without your bracelet and trying to harm him.

Or maybe... He might be weakening a ruffian for you to make the attack or you're protecting him as he heals someone.

Or it's before the attacks and you felt like playing with his tail or black ears that didn't match his silver hair and tail? Give it a try! ]

[D. Wildcard]

[Have another scenario in mind? Hit me up on plurk(uminoballad) or discord (megohime#9061) to plot!]

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▶ You Spin Me Right Round, Baby, Right Round [A]

The Prismals knew how to throw a hell of a party!

Adorned with a flower crown or two, Kanji walked with his hands in his pockets, peeking into booths and watching people weave and dance like the ribbons they waved, casting ever-shifting shadows over the stone of the streets. With a belly full of food and curiosity bubbling in the mind, any doubts and perplexities he'd had running through his mind was for the moment gone.

He'd stopped at one of the many booths offering unusual blossoms, white flowers that are meant to change color. Because he'd stopped at the fifth stand for the evening, the vendor giggled and insisted on handing over a bunch to go with the blossoms that sat in his hair, marring the overall gruff appearance of the 18 year-old.

Would... would these be a good pick? There was a birthday he couldn't forget happening tomorrow, and maybe these would be a nice present if nothing else. But he wanted to see how these worked exactly.

"Oi... you!" He turned and nabbed the attention of the nearest person, male or female. He didn't seem to pay that any heed. He passed them a flower.

"Here- this is for you. Happy Harvest Boon." If they didn't accept it, Kanji would press it into their hands.

▶ Just like Animals-mals [B]

The following night, Kanji had neglected his bracelet.

As the moons burned full and many began to turn to one another for company, Kanji felt his blood burning and fled for the alleyways. In only minutes, he emerged once again in the streets over doubled in size. Black fur coated the body of a blend of man and wolf, long triangular ears high as yellow eyes burned.

He listened as cries of joy mingled with cries of dismay, primarily from Moonblessed who'd neglected the jewelry as he had. But other shouts erupted and echoed through the sectors: Moon Knights... they were moving lower in response to something. Swiftly, he lowered onto all fours and followed, legs carrying him before his mind could catch up with the fact that he'd transformed.

That's when he saw one: Three gnashing heads, burning red eyes. They were muscle upon muscle as they threw vehicles, crushed carts and gleefully stalking fleeing Prismals and Moonblessed.

Kanji's blood boiled, both in rage and with his own deep red glee. He raised his head, filled his lungs and howled. He howled to announce he'd arrived. He howled for those who would join him to descend and overtake these intruders with the power of numbers. He howled because he'd been looking for an opponent like this for a very, very long time.

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Here's a tl;dr!

A.1, Sidon wants to help with planting trees! Will you let him help, or do you just want him there to talk to you?
B.1, Those strange puppets are creeping Sidon out, and with someone already watching he just wanted to stand close by them to make sure nothing weird happened. But weird stuff was definitely happening.
A.2, Are you transforming, changing, or just need someone there to hold your hand while all of this awful moon stuff is happening? Don't worry, Sidon is here, and he wants to help!
B.2, Sidon has been bit by the cerberus but he won't let that stop him, he still wants to find them and to also find anyone that's being chased by them. Suddenly he will swoop down and stop an attack, literally coming to the rescue. Take the prince's hand and it's time to run!

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how complete does the destruction of the freakyass puppets need to be for them to be rendered inert?

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HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR A.

Augustus took the bracelet and slipped the jewelry into his pocket. He wasn't about to wear something like that. He didn't trust the explanations or the aliens on this planet entirely. Everything came with a massive grain of salt. Why put on something that could track him or listen in on him? For his own protection huh? No. He'll take his chances without the jewelry. That didn't mean he wouldn't participate in the festivities. Dancing and fighting were not his things. He wasn't an athletic cat. Gardening he could do. He took the seeds and equipment from the Prismals and got to work. With gloves on, he dug the hole for the seed and deposited it. Augustus buried the seed and moved on to dig another hole.

After the first few trees, the cat looked around to see who else was planting trees. It might go after if he teamed up with someone. That is if others were actually planting trees. It definitely wasn't the most exciting thing to do.

YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND B.

Magical flowers that could tell you what someone thought of you? No thanks. Augustus didn't believe in mood rings, why would he believe in magic flowers? He slipped down an alleyway and walked down until he found the puppet show. He stopped as the puppets turned to look at him with empty eyes. They giggled and went about their show, playing out some strange story about royalty. He watched the movements of the players on the stage until the show ended. Augustus was almost entranced by the show until two puppets turned their heads to look at him.

"...Very funny. You don't need to try and creep me out," Augustus said as he walked around. He lifted the curtain to speak with the puppet master face to face, only there was no face there. It was like someone stepped on his grave. The fur on Augustus' tail stood on end. Slowly he peeked out behind the curtain to look at the puppets. The heads followed him over here. No one was controlling them. No. There had to be an explanation. The cat moved over and snatched a marionette up. With one hand on the head and the other on the body, he snapped it in half. He looked inside the parts but didn't see any wires or parts.

"The puppet was dropped and landed with a clatter. Suddenly the parts moved to reform the full puppet. This wasn't right. Everything in Augustus' soul told him this wasn't right. He stepped away from the table slowly until his back hit the wall.

"What the fuck are you?" He asked the marionettes.

JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS A.

Not wearing the bracelet had been a mistake. Augustus tried to put it on when he realized something terrible was happening to him. It was too late. Augustus was scrambling during the chaos of the night, desperate to make it back to his apartment. His heart was racing and he was sure he was having a heart attack. His eyes were keen and his noes sharper than it had ever been. His mind raced and he jumped and dashed forward at any noise. Spots and lines made of bio-luminescence covered his face and ran down his body. A small pair of antlers had grown out of his head. The external changes weren't the only changes.

He was horny as fuck. He'd had to button up his jacket to hide the obvious hard-on he had despite his fear and anxiety. His joined ached and he felt empty. He was constantly out of breath as he darted from cover to cover but he felt like he shouldn't be. At least not this badly. Augustus slid behind a trash can and placed his hands on it. Blue sparks leaped from his fingers and sent the trash can tumbling loudly into the street. Augustus yelped and ran down the sidewalk. He was so close to his apartment. He just had to get there and he'd be safe, right? No one could get him in his apartment, or so he thought.

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Does the bracelet help outside this event during the regular moon cycles or only during this triple moon phenomenon?

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A. HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR

[To say she was overwhelmed was an understatement. Sonico was looking at everything as she walked the streets, gasping here and there at the brightness of it all. She ended up in a shrine, and given the bracelet. Slightly scared, she puts it on, making sure it's tight around her wrist, before nodding and continuing walking.

Sadly, she doesn't get too far, as one of the shrine maidens calls out to her and tells her she'd be perfect for the Queen’s welcome parade, where she's told she could dance.]

Oh! No it's ok, I can't dance that well! Maybe I can play the guitar? I'm a bit better at that than dancing!

[The maiden says something about her being better as a dancer, and Sonico insists that she can't do it.]

N-no, really I can't dance! I have my guitar nearby, I can show you how good I am!

[Too bad the maiden isn't taking it. Sonico would look so good dancing around after all!]

I'm sorry, I don't think I can do it!

[That's when she looks around, trying to find someone who can save her from her perils.]

B. YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND

[Here it is, the grand day! Without knowing why, Sonico is really excited to see the Queen. Might as well get used to her new home after all. She didn't end up being chosen to participate as a musician for some reason, but Sonico doesn't mind.

She's found an interesting puppet show after all.

A very scary puppet show.

It's actually so scary that she ends up running away in horror, hiding inside the crowd listening to the Queen and watching her dance.

Still a bit scared, Sonico gasps when the whole place gets dark, and looks around. She doesn't want to talk too loud, in case her voice disrupts the event.]

Is this normal?

C. JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS

[Not expecting to wake up with cat ears and a tail, Sonico is once again terrified. She looks at herself in the mirror, the bracelet she got when she got here looking as pretty as it had the first day. She turns and twirls, watching her tail swish here and there, and giggles when her ears twitch.]

Meow~ I'm a cat!

[She giggles again, before leaving her room and walking around the city. Gasping at seeing other people like her, she approaches the first one that seems friendly.]

Excuse me, but what happened?

D. WILDCARD

[Want to do anything with Sonico not included here? Message me on

danybel or a DM!]

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HARVEST MOON SIMULATOR

[ Jacopo is aware that every season is one of harvest in the skillful hands of farmers. He's worked in several fields himself; from one area to the next, sun up to sun down, he has become familiar with the tasking work down to the very marrow of his bones. Even the sight of the seeds, gleefully being encouraged to him, has his body reminding him of the work he put in his first few years in America.

But he quickly disassociates from those thoughts -- the fact that he was brought there to build himself from the ground up, without so much a single person to lean on -- and takes to planting.

A humorous sight: his shirt still tucked into his slacks, the sleeves of his well-ironed shirt rolled up to his elbows as his jacket and vest are left to drape elsewhere for safekeeping. One glance and he appears completely out of place, but another shows that he's completely absorbed in his work. Hands dirtied with earth as he plants another row of seeds before exhaling.

Using the back of his hand he wipes the sweat from his brow, standing up and meeting the eyes of someone (you) standing like a deer in headlights. ] Is your job to sit and watch them grow? [ Sarcasm, he beckons them over with a stern tone. ] Come. Stand any longer and you'll start spouting roots. If you're unfamiliar then I'll teach you.

YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND ( A )

[ It's difficult to properly wrap his head around the fact that after being brought into such an unfamiliar land one of his very first experiences involve a parade. The livelihood of the people, both new and old to this world, doesn't seem to rub off on him despite its warm presence; expression indifferent, he almost appears to be lost in the world around him.

Jacopo can picture two cheerful young women enjoying their time here. Dancing, parading, all while tugging at his sleeves and urging him to join in the festivities despite his ongoing complaints. Practically hearing their voices in the back of his head -- Maria's chipper tone and teasing comments, Michelle's gentleness...

He almost doesn't realize there's a flower crown being placed on his head until his body reacts instinctively. Fingers gripping around the wrist of the Prismal until he can safely register that there is no harm being done to him. Unraveling with curved brows, the flowers set atop his head now a mess as the other person quickly scampers away.

Jacopo don't fuck anything up challenge failed! Now time to go on a stupid quest and find that Prismal to apologize :( ]

YOU SPIN ME RIGHT ROUND, BABY, RIGHT ROUND ( B )

Yes, yes, I hear you. Quit whining, you're distracting me.

[ Jacopo is clearly irritated. Squatting down with fingers busied trying to recover a torn apart flower crown for a Prismal child who came tugging on his pants as if he were their father. (Fortunately enough you were just a moment too late from seeing Jacopo say, "Do I look like --" quoting an infamous vine before the the child promptly erupts into tears.) Brows knitted together as he carefully ties the vines together, he doesn't even notice the other children that have crept behind him and are currently sticking flowers all over his back.

And his butt. God. ]

JUST LIKE ANIMALS-MALS

[ The Sanguis-colored gemstone bracelet was discarded soon after it had been forced on Jacopo's wrist -- skeptical of what they meant by "protection" and ultimately tossing paranoia aside. The first day went without anything too out of the ordinary, and so he predicted that the following days would remain the same.

When the moons align he immediately feels a difference crawling underneath his skin, coursing through every nerve and hitting him harder than any bullet he's taken in the past decade. Stomach immediately turning when he catches a sweet scent lingering in the air that tempts his body to follow -- primal instincts ordering every muscle in his body to sate this sudden thirst for violence, intimacy, and everything in between.

He runs his tongue over his teeth and hardly registers the difference in his canines sharpening. As if his body has already adjusted to the unfamiliar sensation of its sharpness, which can also be said when his ears lay flat atop his curly hair. Tail moving back and forth impatiently as Jacopo keeps his head relatively clear of the fog attempting to cloud all his coherent thoughts.

Disgusted. One hand clutches his chest the moment he breathes in someone else's scent, whether it be blood, sex, both, or just their presence alone, as he takes the other to bite down. Hard. Ugh... baby's first rut. ]

▶ ARRIVAL .002

Jonathan Sims | The Magnus Archives

Dakki Sigal | Final Fantasy XIV | Open

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Glitch | Original

genji shimada | overwatch | ota

Kairon || OC

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grimnir | granblue fantasy

The Spy | Team Fortress 2 | OTA

jaune arc (rwby)

Alfyn Greengrass | Octopath Traveler

Nanami Chiaki | Danganronpa | OTA

Takane Shijou | The iDOLM@STER

Dazai Osamu | Bungo Stray Dogs | OTA

Fenris | Dragon Age

Makoto Kikuchi | THE iDOLM@STER

Jakob | Fire Emblem Fates

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Sidon | Zelda: Breath of the Wild | OTA

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Augustus || Bittersweet Candy Bowl || OTA

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Super Sonico | Super Sonico: The animation | OTA

jacopo bearzatti | the house in fata morgana