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

[voreaciously]

You need to leave.

[she is turning to go

like you can follow but she has a date with disaster]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Goddamnit 80H.]

[He's following.]

[voreaciously]

[she cuts her way through the bush, but also freezes it, slices it, so it frozen, scintillating dust on the wind]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He's so glad he bought long pants and has boots. Makes moving through frozen debris more doable.]

Seriously, 80H, what's the point of all this?

[voreaciously]

What does it matter? What is the point of anything?

[fuck this one tree in particular. she sounds slightly bitter]

I already told you to go.

[schrodingerscockroach]

I thought yours was to be useful?

[voreaciously]

[that actually gets her to pause.]

This has nothing to do with that.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Then what does this have to do with?

[voreaciously]

That is not your concern. I want to be on my own.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Do you do something like this regularly?

[voreaciously]

No.

[NOW GO AWAY]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Then something's wrong.

[Gonna approach her now.]

[voreaciously]

I said stay away from me.

[she cannot harm humans, or rather, she should not, so cuts a pair of trees to block the path between them.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[Well, he makes sure to not get hit the by trees, but now he's just getting more worried.]

80H, just let me help! Something's wrong, and just letting you go on a rampage could make it worse!

[Climbing over the logs now.]

[voreaciously]

I said I am fine. I do not need your help. Nothing is wrong.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Then why won't you say why you're doing this!?

[voreaciously]

Because it is not your concern!

[schrodingerscockroach]

You're my friend, of course it's my concern!

[voreaciously]

We are not friends. I do not have them.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Yeah, well, if you come up with a better word for caring about you, I'm all ears. After you tell me what's going on with this.

[Hopping down from the logs and approaching again.]

[voreaciously]

A meddling busybody.

[schrodingerscockroach]

Then I'll be a busybody.

But you're still in need of help.

[voreaciously]

[the temperature drops sharply and ice spreads from beneath her feet, in fungal-like waves.]

Go, before I attack you.

[he doesn't realise how much she's starting to WANT to and it's getting harder to think of why she should not]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Really? Would you rather attack me then just let me help you? What kind of sense is that?

Aren't you always trying to be rational?

[voreaciously]

I do not need your help, I only need to break and destroy.

[that makes the most sense to her even if it's right but she just doesn't care anymore.

She's spent in her resistance and feels the need to annihilate, to compensate.]

This is your last warning. I am about to stop holding back.