EVENT: ~*~Heat Wave~*~

[trainmasters]

Who: Heroes! Old ones, new ones...!
When: Day 42, afternoon
Where: Around the train

[ Good news, everyone! Those pesky cicadas are gone at last! You might have even had a chance to relax, except....

Except for the heat wave.

It's like the worst parts of the last dregs of summer come to torture you with excrutiating heat. It's heat so bad you could swear that you've started melting yourself the second you step outside. It's terrible. At least with the cold you can add more layers on, how are you supposed to deal with heat?? You can't just walk around naked??

(That's not a suggestion.)

Here's the thing about the heat, though: It's bad enough that it's causing mirages-- mirages of people you may even recognize, people who are lost in the dark. People who will try to lead you into danger, people who don't want what's best for you after all....

That aside, you may or may not have noticed that there's some new teammates on the train! The notification appears cheerfully on everyone's Chains:

WELCOME NEW HEROES

And you may find yourself wearing a label you can't seem to remove until you've spoken to at least one other person: "Hi, I'm ______! Talk to me about ______!"

There's a mischievous giggle in the wind that you may recognize as the same one that ran the plants and secrets game. ]

[[ NOTES: You're welcome to make team posts if you like, or intro directly into this mingle if you haven't already. Until next month's placements, the heat wave will persist. Characters stand the risk of seeing castmates not in the game until that point, mirages from the heat. Enjoy! ]]

Comments

[voreaciously]

[80H is wearing a pale, blue sundress that comes just a little above the knees. She does a series of hand seals as quickly and smoothly as blinking before a magic circle appears glowing beneath her. It fades away, but the immediate area around her is cooler.

She takes a seat and a little kitten hops in her lap and she scritches it behind the ears before starting to knit.

"Hi, I am 80H! Talk to me about dollcraft!"]

[desirestruth]

["Hi, I'm Naeva! Talk to me about blood magic!"

Mind, the nametag is hard to see, because it attaches to Naeva's collar while she's in jackal form, and said jackal crawled over to sit at the very edge of the cooling effect.

please, 80H, she's melting, have mercy.]

[voreaciously]

[kitten's hackles are raised, but 80H pets and pets and she calms down a bit.

bUT SHE'S WATCHING YOU, NAEVA!!!!

Anyway, 80H raises a hand and the radius extends to include Naeva so she doesn't have to move any further to be immersed.]

[desirestruth]

[There is a faint whine of gratitude, but nothing more.

...However, she turned slightly, so the threatening end is pointed away from the kitten. And she might be slightly twitching her tail, to entice it.

Someone might like cats.]

[voreaciously]

[catte seems

curious.

hm.

jackal forgotten gonna get ready to pounce.]

[desirestruth]

[Get that wiggly tail, kitten

it is very wiggly, and fluffy.

get it.]

[voreaciously]

[catte is...waiting for the right time to strike. not yet--

jk she's going for it!!!!]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Oh my god, you're an oasis.

[Can he just plop down on the ground beside her chair.]

[Because he's been cleaning glitter all morning and dealing with a newbie and U G H]

['Hi, I'm Dusk! Talk to me about being jaded!']

[voreaciously]

We are not in the desert.

[her reply is automatic and politely dry.]

Have you come for your cat?

[who is here bee-tee-dubs and getting so much love rn]

[schrodingerscockroach]

A metaphorical oasis in a metaphorical dessert.

Yeah, but she'll come when she's ready.

[Sunset is here for all the love and batting at her work.]

[voreaciously]

When she is ready...?

[what do u mean you're not just gonna take her what do u mean she could be enjoying 80H's company.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

Sunset is a cat who knows what she wants.

[bap bap bap at the end of the knitting needles. Kitty having a great time.]

[voreaciously]

[just gonna let the needles dangle because sigh catte is having fun.]

But you are right here?

[malignstar]

How are you always so perfectly dressed for the occasion?

[ "Hi, I'm Felix! Talk to me about my split personality!" ]

[voreaciously]

It is called being prepared.

[malignstar]

But in style! You look really lovely.

[voreaciously]

...You are not teasing me, are you?

[malignstar]

I never tease ladies about thinking they look good. That's an asshole move.

[voreaciously]

My apologies, then. ...And thank you.

[survivaltricks]

["Hi, I'm Twilight Pink Sparkleshy! Ask me about my criminal record."]

[he is DUTIFULLY IGNORING HIS OWN NAME TAG THO as he plops down next to her, gaze focused no the knitting]

Dollcraft?

[voreaciously]

[she looks to him for a long moment.

He would so invite himself to her company. Typical.]

Yes, please, have a seat.

[Her tone is polite, but there's no mistaking that the words are wry. That said, she could sound worse than she is and does not appear upset.

Then again, when does she ever look like anything?]

At any rate it is the crafting of dolls, which are sometimes very specialised constructs.

[survivaltricks]

[and he just looks right back at her, expression unwavering. except maybe for the way his mouth twitches slightly]

The kind of dolls kids play with, or the kind that find their way into display cases?

[voreaciously]

[why are you you.]

Any sort of doll, including combat, but a doll should be beautiful no matter its purpose. Even if they are played with.

[survivaltricks]

[WHY WOULD HE NOT BE HIM]

Mmm. That's a good way to look at it.

[tilts his head at her, curious]

Do you give lessons?

[voreaciously]

...What sorts of lessons?