EVENT: The Sound of Summer

[trainmasters]

Who: darers, newbies, and everyone else!
When: Day 40, dawn
Where: around the train

[After several hours of Kiss or Dare, the bar lights go off and you're let out into the grey pre-dawn. The Cat isn't one for ceremony, so there's no closing fanfare -- but in the sky are new stars in cobalt, pink, & violet. Congratulations to the winners!

You could go home and get some sleep, but you might have a rough time with that. As the sun appears in the sky, there's a horrible ruckus -- the sound of what seems like a million cicadas suddenly springing to life. They're staying in the canopy, not causing particular problems with buzzing around, but they are deafening.

Occasionally, you may hear one particularly low-pitched cicada noise. If you do, cover your ears, else you become hypnotized, overcome by a destructive urge. Those effected will find themselves compelled to act out violence on inanimate objects -- it's only property destruction, but the longer you're effected the more likely you are to lash out at anyone trying to stop you.

Good thing the hypnosis is broken by hugs, because this will be lasting for awhile.

Maybe it's the noise or maybe it's just bad timing, but the arrival of the cicadas is accompanied by the arrival of some new teammates! As always, the notifcation will appear on everyone's Chains:

WELCOME NEW HEROES

[[NOTES: Announcements and placements are up over here. You're welcome to make team posts if you like, or intro directly into this mingle. The cicadas will be here until next month's placements, so please feel free to interact with them in your own posts throughout the month. If you have questions, please comment to the announcements post. Thank you!]]

Comments

[schrodingerscockroach]

I have got to remember you have a bit of a petty streak. [But he says it in such amusement.]

[voreaciously]

I am not petty.

[yes she is]

[schrodingerscockroach]

You absolutely are.

It's fun.

[voreaciously]

I am not fun.

[she doesn't frown, but she says it a bit more firmly]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Well, I think you're fun.

[voreaciously]

Your taste is noted.

[as in it's bad]

[schrodingerscockroach]

I would have thought you'd learn what it's like by now.

[voreaciously]

Believe me. I do.

[schrodingerscockroach]

What can I say, you're to my taste.

[voreaciously]

You can say that you will improve.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Nah, I have no problem with my taste as is.

[voreaciously]

We all have flaws.

[schrodingerscockroach]

It makes me happy and hasn't hurt me. Can't be too bad.

[voreaciously]

I hurt people.

[she will say it just the once.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

You say to the guy who has a body count in the double digits in less than ten memories.

[voreaciously]

That is not what I mean. Nevermind.

[she will just keep her distance]

[schrodingerscockroach]

I know what you meant.

If you hurt me, I'll consider it fairly warned. But 'hurting' is an gray with a hell of a lot of gray so I'm not going to write you off when that range can be cinderblock gray to black.

[voreaciously]

Instead of doing that, simply maintain your distance. Hurting is hurting.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Way things been so far, distance is more likely to hurt.

[voreaciously]

You will get over it. It will be fine.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I might not, considering the state of the teams. It seems more likely we could use every bonding we could get to, you know, not die.

[voreaciously]

I am not so vital as you make it seem.

[schrodingerscockroach]

We have barely more than half of what we should. Everyone is vital. Especially when so many bond as easily as scotch tape on wood.