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[hot_mess_express]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 20, evening
Where: The train and surrounding terrain

[So after all the earlier excitement.... dramatic organ music starts to play through the cars. There's no obvious source. It's just... There? All around you for a while, before fading.

Of course before the music fades there's more things going on. A mist seeps up from the earth outside the train and within the train simply seems to form like it's produced by invisible fog machines. As the mist grows into a thick fog, you can hear eerie noises. Distant wolf howls, the screech of a fox that sounds like human screaming, owls hooting hauntingly, the leathery flap of bat wings, and other, less identifiable noises of the night, strange and otherworldly.

If you go out in it, breathe it in, the mist will chill you. Make you desire... Touch.

The need to hold another person is an almost growing compulsion, but it can be fought.

However things that are harder to avoid are the flowers, night blooming wisteria in white and purple seems to have grown from nowhere in the train cars, hanging down to brush the heads of passengers with sweet scented blossoms, and the floors of the train and ground around it have become endless beds of gently glowing moonflowers.

The only places the fog and flowers don't reach are team cabins.

Effects:

Mist:

Cold that cannot be dispelled without touch, a desire to touch others.

Wisteria:

Purple blossoms cause an empathetic bond with the next person you touch.

White blossoms cause arousal and a mild to powerful aphrodisiac effect.

Moonflowers:

Share memories or thoughts with the next person you touch.

By morning the mist and flowers will vanish.]

Comments

[bad_crowmance]

[ The fog is thick, but it hadn't stopped Crow from going out for an evening stroll. The air has a chill to it, but he's never found he particularly disliked the cold. He shivers, but it's not the worst thing in the world.

The flowers catch his eye though, and he stops to crouch down and stare at one. ]

...Huh! These are new.

[ ((OOC: Any effect is fine!)) ]

[desirestruth]

Moonflowers.

[Hi hello yes naeva has a ton of them. She loves flowers so much crow you don't even know.

though she has some purple wisteria so you're going to--]

I've never seen so many in one place.

[bad_crowmance]

[ Oh boy he's gonna hate the purple wisteria when it hits! ]

Yeah, but what do you suppose brought this on...? Flowers don't normally spring outta nowhere.

[desirestruth]

The mist, maybe? Normally, I'd see moonflowers like this on a full moon, but...

[She squints at the sky.] ...Is there even a moon here?

[bad_crowmance]

[ He looks up at the sky. ]

...Heh! I couldn't see it right now even if there is.

[desirestruth]

The light in the mist is weird too...but I guess that should be expected.

[She shifts a little, moves the basket in her hands and comes over to see how many moonflowers are closer to him. This will end well.]

I wonder if I can take some of these and plant them in the greenhouse.

[bad_crowmance]

Probably.

[ He scoots over slightly so she can get closer. ]

I don't know much about plants myself, but as long as you pull them by the roots, shouldn't you be able to replant them?

[nihilmancy]

[Looks dreamily at the flowers, floating just above the ground.]

They're beautiful, aren't they?

[bad_crowmance]

[ He nods slightly. ]

Fast-growing, too. There wasn't even a hint of this earlier.

[nihilmancy]

No, there weren't. It's cold, though.

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah, I noticed that too. Came in with the mist, I think.

[nihilmancy]

[She continues walking, barely even noticing as her foot brushes a moonflower.]

I should get myself a coat for times like these.

[bad_crowmance]

Coat's not actually helping too much this time, actually.

[ Which strikes him as odd, but you know. ]

[bowtiedbones]

Aren't they pretty?

[wearing her Thyme coat with the hood up, all covered in dew. she's been out here a while.]

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah, they're really nice.

[bowtiedbones]

The big white ones are a kind of morning glory, but they open at night. So instead of getting butterflies or bees for their pollinators, they attract moths!

[bad_crowmance]

You don't say?

[ He glances over at her properly. ]

You know a lot about flowers, huh?

[bowtiedbones]

Oh gosh, no. Naeva knows way more than I do about flowers— this is just trivia.

[bad_crowmance]

Naeva is like a plant fanatic, though.

[ruinatings]

Anything new is likely suspicious.

[So says Rufus, bundled up in his cozy Ginger uniform in the mist.]

[bad_crowmance]

Yeah, that's what I figured. I'm just wondering how suspicious it is.

[ Like, are we talking Going To Make Everyone Fight Horribly levels or just Benignly Annoying levels. ]

[ruinatings]

Touch one and find out, why don't you?

[bad_crowmance]

[ He slides a glances over in Rufus' direction. ]

Why don't you?

[ruinatings]

Oh, I couldn't. I'm not nearly as bold as you.

[bad_crowmance]

[ You mean you're a coward. He doesn't say that out loud, though-- he barely knows the guy and his impression was mostly positive. Better than the impression his bratty little brother had given, anyway. So he pulls up a flower.... and tosses it in Rufus' direction. ]

Think fast!