february player plot log

[savmods]

Who: Everyone
When: February 20th to February 28th
Where: Thisavrou
Warnings: death, blood, murder, and sweet sweet love

thisavrou monthly info ( the tmi )

⋆ All information is current as of day 51 ( there are 100 days in a cycle, which started on January 1st).

⋆ Other information about the state of Thisavrou can be found here.

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savrii traditions

⋆ With an increase in visitors this month, the Savrii have made several attempts to ease the transition by researching particular activities that their guests might be familiar with. However, due to the lack of proper information provided on some of these, the rest has been filled in with variations of known Savrii traditions as well as those from other worlds. Beginning on the 20th, everyone who visits the Ingress Complex will be given small capsules with very specific instructions of do not ingest. These small things can be planted in soil and yield unexpected results! Other noticeable differences across the planets will vary from fliers and other sources of advertisements depicting an odd-looking and very tentacle-like infant denoting this month as “Sweets and Sweeter”, gifts of tiny chocolate hearts that are literally chocolate-coated meat hearts made from a common lizard found on Chioni, and commemorative glasses with a special drink inside that compels one to speak a blunt and possibly uncomfortable truth to the person they’re with.

⋆ Located in R3, the natives of this region have filled the air with love—quite literally. A special chemical released from the rare flowers that sometimes grow in the trees has bloomed, causing the moods of those who breathe it in to lift and their inhibitions to lower. The effects can range from causing someone who isn’t normally open to be very flirty to incensing an individual to make the worst decision of their life. Once an individual leaves R3, the effects of the gas will subside after about an hour. While visiting, however, join the natives in their annual Golden TangleSnake Hunt in an attempt to catch the yellow-tailed Tanglesnake and win a prize for your sweetheart!

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the prompts

⋆ Love Is Forever. To help all new visitors acclimate to Thisavrou and its Sweet Month, a few long-time residents bring out their own traditions in hopes of garnering enthusiasm and promoting kind, loving acts. On the morning of the 21st, every person (no matter where they live on Thisavrou) will find a heart with a pleasant message by their door. There’s only one problem; the hearts aren’t made of paper, they’re real (some form of alien animal hearts not native to Thisavrou). That very same day, a married couple is found outside their home with an arrow (a big one) shot through their chests, pinning them together. This occurs three more times before it is reported to the Savrii - intermediaries are dispersed to help find any information, and anyone looking to help stop more deaths from happening can ask an intermediary for facts. Characters can investigate to find the culprits and learn their motives.

( OOC Info: If you thread out the investigation and you get to a point where you need clues or direction, then please PM savmods and we’ll give you some plot! This goes for both the heart and arrow sections of the prompt. )

⋆ Four Minutes. This one is what it says on the tin—a round of speed dating that occurs over the TABs and in-person. On the 20th, a notification pops up on all TABs noting a date and time (that evening) for all people to come to. At this event, TABs are synced up, and everyone who attends will be sat at tables with one other person. They will be given four minutes to get to know them. If you decide you want to see them again, mark yes on their profile on the TABs, and if not, hit no. Don’t worry though, whether you’ve got matches or not, the event-runners will be sending out random suggestions of who to go out with! If you accept, they’ll pay for a luxurious evening. At the end of the evening, all matches will be sent to your character’s TAB, and whether you pursue anything further is up to you.

( OOC Info: the speed dating event at the beginning is up to the player to decide the details. You can thread out random meetings or being matched up after or even a date that you arrange with a match a week from now. The sign-ups below are for the random match suggestions. If you sign your character up, they’ll be given a match and a date, completely paid for. )

⋆ Sleep On It. Even the Savrii seem to have an old wives' tale about finding one’s true love. A mixture of herbs were bundled together and placed under a pillow, allowing the person to dream of their soulmate that night. A Savrii, who found the tale romantic, synthesized a mixture of herbs that, when certain steps were followed, lets the user have a vision of themselves with the person that they can find the happiest life with. Step one: Take the herbs in hand and twist until the bundle snaps, it’ll smell of lavender and honey. Step two: Lift pillow and place bundle underneath. Step three: Sleep. Step four: Not all results are conclusive; you may have seen your soulmate, someone you hate, someone you have strong feelings for, or some might have dreams that make no sense at all. The only common thing is that the dream will only feature one other person. Step five: Go find that person and tell them what you saw! Whether something comes of this or not is up to fate.

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Thank you to Kitten, Jaina, and Hattie for these plot ideas!!

Comments

beans beans good for your heart

[gainedlove]

[Frisk has been watching Chara work for a while, quietly crouching nearby and giving their Partner space while they work. They had helped a little bit with the garden on the Moira, but gardening was not a skill that came easily to Frisk. They had a tendency to overwater, drowning young shoots without meaning to, and the task of weeding was always a chore they avoided as long as they could.]

[Chara, however has a thumb as green as their sweater, and Frisk smiles a little when they straighten up again from their stooped posture over the capsule's new home.]

How long 'til they sprout, d'you think?

in this world it's be farted or fart =)

[inconsequence]

[Frisk watches in silence, as is their prerogative. It is of little consequence; they are free to observe, and to participate if they wish, but they stay to the sidelines. Which of them has an interest in...? Was this present in both of their SOULs, or something that bled over, or a mix of the two, or -

...

It does not matter.

They pat the soil down, smoothing it with an unnecessary flourish.]

I cannot say. The seeds were free at the Ingress Complex. It is possible they will have unique properties.

go on! fart into the darkness!

[gainedlove]

[Who, indeed. Preferences and habits had a way of blurring together, after being one for so very long. Fingers dancing across piano keys, a distain for sickly-sweet liquid...after a while, the origin didn't matter. That was simply how the Human was.]

[But there's no Human, now. Just Frisk and Chara.]

Really? We'll have t' be careful takin' care of 'em, then. [Their mouth quirks up into a funny little smile, and they rock forward a little onto their knees.] You think it'll grow super tall? Or maybe it'll grow up into an animal!

[inconsequence]

[Regrettably.

Chara quirks an eyebrow at the human sitting opposite them, wryly, their expression nothing short of utterly deadpan.]

Animals do not grow from seeds, Frisk. [Not even magical ones.]

[gainedlove]

No, but there was a tree that grew kittens on th' Moira! They weren't even plant-y, they were jus' normal little kittens!

[They're absolutely serious, by the way. Bonsai kittens are serious business.]

[inconsequence]

Then for everyone's sake, we had better hope these seeds are not the same.

[They are not keeping baby animals in the house. The three of them can barely take care of themselves as it is, without heaping yet another small and helpless creature into the mix.]

[gainedlove]

[Frisk wants to protest, but they know that it would be nearly impossible for them to take care of a full litter of tree-kittens, no matter how cute they would be.]

Mmm...what if it grows into a plant dog? Can we keep that?

[inconsequence]

Do you know anything about keeping a dog?

[Feeding a dog? Walking a dog? Ensuring a dog does not run itself in front of a car or a hovercraft or whatever they have here that passes for transportation?]

surprise I thought I'd sent this reply like five days ago go me

[gainedlove]

U-um...I know t' feed an' walk it an' clean up after it?

[If Jasper could take care of two kittens she barely even understood, then they can surely take care of a single dog! ...right?]

ur all good my guy

[inconsequence]

When said dog inevitably cracks its skull open by running headfirst into a wall, I will be sure to give you a call.

[Ha ha, wow, why are they this way? Frisk is having a pleasant time, and all they're doing is ruining it, as they always tend to do, with their out-of-place morbidity.

Their fingers dig into the loose earth with only slightly more viciousness than is typical for them, hollowing out a hole, their expression fixed in a thin, noncommittal line.

Just shut up, Chara.]

[gainedlove]

[Out of place it might be, but it's also familiar, for better or worse, and Frisk is determined to not let it ruin the mood.]

If it can go fast enough for that, won't it be tough enough t' be okay after?

[A little bit of redirection, try to take things into the absurd. They smile a bit, getting an idea.]

Maybe it's a superhero dog an' can't get hurt!

[inconsequence]

[Scoop a handful of pellets into the hole and brush the earth back over it, patting it carefully with the heel of their palms. They move on to the next. That's, ha ha, their specialty, isn't it? Being over and done with pointless things and shifting along to the next!

Frisk can talk about superhero dogs all they like, unrealistic as it is. The Canine Unit fell easily to each and every blow. They howled and whimpered as they went down. A fitting end for everyone.]

All dogs can get hurt. [It only strikes them after the fact that they're smiling again.] It's part of what makes them dogs.

[gainedlove]

They don't have to! Maybe we just haven't met th' strongest dog yet.

[Frisk looks down at the ground for a moment, remembering tails tucked between legs and threats of being cut in half. Something sour comes up the back of their throat, and they shake their head to try and banish the thought. (It doesn't go away. They never do.)]

An'...if they can, I'll keep them safe this time. W-we both can!

[inconsequence]

[Because Chara just has such a fantastic track record with dogs. Is that it? Chara elects to sweep a few more pellets into a fresh hole in the dirt rather than face the - doubtless crushed - expression Frisk must be wearing.]

You can. I've not the best history with dogs. Or have you forgotten?

[gainedlove]

...no. But I didn't, either.

[Not crushed, really, but...wavering, to be certain. Memories and numbers and c̀͟͟o͓̟ͤd͉̮̗e̴̓ͫ that refuses to completely settle into something that feels real--it hurts every time they're reminded of it. But they don't turn away from those reminders either, picking at the wound to remind themself of what they've done.]

[Because it was them. Them and no one else. That much they're certain of.]

But if you're so certain I can be good, then you can be, too.

[inconsequence]

[Well, they're certainly free to keep drifting merrily down their river in Egypt if they like. Your humble servant is not allowed to contest you, now, are they? They are your handy accessory. They are your tool and your shield, because you won't possibly raise a hand to defend yourself.

Your pet demon, muzzled and chained. One that you know best for; one that you know so well that you can say what they're thinking even better than they do!]

You're free to imagine.