INTROS + MONTHLIES

[trainmasters]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 51, evening
Where: the Aurora

[It's evening, and as the stars come out you get that text again:]

WELCOME NEW HEROES

[This round's newbies are waking up in their rooms, in the usual nondescript undies or team pyjamas.

Outside, the fog is gone. In its place is a pleasant evening, its beauty enhanced by tiny, softly-glowing flowers along the jungle paths. Unfortunately, should you peer closer toy may notice these flowers have blackened, curled leaves -- and the scent that wafts up when you step on them will either heighten or dull one of your senses.

But hey, why go in the jungle when you could eat questionable snacks in the lounge again? This time there are towers of round chocolates in varying colours, and sparkle blue and white snowflake decor on the walls and hanging from the ceiling. In typical Star Prince and Knights fashion there is a lot of glitter, and the chocolates definitely have a magical side-effect: in this case, transformation.

☆ Blue-wrapped chocolates cause your character to shift in age. They may get older or younger, and this transformation may be purely physical or may include mental shifting as well.

☆ Silver-wrapped chocolates cause your character to gain animal features -- anything from cat ears to fully becoming a cat is acceptable, and any animal real or mythical is game. It won't change you to a size that doesn't fit in the train, though.

☆ White-wrapped chocolates cause a transformation to a different physical sex.

☆ Black-wrapped chocolates cause you to take on the form of another person -- someone on the train or someone you remember from elsewhere. It won't turn you into anyone you don't personally know, however.

These effects wear off within a few hours, and you can combine more than one. Enjoy your icebreaker and make that fresh meat feel welcome!]

[[OOC NOTES: As the monthly prompt, the flowers will continue until next month's placements. If you have any questions, please ping the mods via the q&a. Thank you!]]

Comments

[voreaciously]

[There is a smol child about eight years old, give or take. She has deep blue hair and clearwater blue eyes. She shyly rubs at her arm and is looking around, though she does not feel like she should be here...]

Where I am?


[i am open to other chocolates if you want them she more or less looks like this as a dude and beefy. more blue in the hair.]

[awakenerd]

[Child!!]

Hey there. How to explain...

[voreaciously]

Eep!

[She squeaks a little. holy sugars he's tall.

she looks up and wrings her hands a little like there is something that should be there but isn't.]

[awakenerd]

Ah, sorry, I didn't meant to startle you.

[voreaciously]

N-no, I am fine! You did not scare me at all.

[She must be braaaaaave. Her mother would be.]

I just...are you here to tell on me?

[she looks openly sad and worried and anxious.]

[comingstorm]

[I hate this so much.]

[voreaciously]

[



This man is scary :c]

...Are you going to eat me?

[she sounds scared but also strangely...resigned]

[comingstorm]

[He leans down and lifts her up by the scruff of her shirt.]

And if I was?

[voreaciously]

[she bites her lip when she hears that and doesn't resist, but she's trembling. Her voice is quiet and she looks down.]

...O-okay.

[There's nothing she can do about that.]

[beeknighted]

[Kneeling down by her]

Hello. You're on the Aurora. It's a little complicated, but it's alright.

[voreaciously]

How can we be on an Aurora? Light is a wave, we cannot sit on it, silly.

[she wonders if he's not very bright, but she will forgive him in all her juvenile magnanimity.

but then...a thought occurs to her.]

Is...is this a magical aurora?

[beeknighted]

Hmm... It is magical, yes. But the Aurora is not a real lightwave, it's the name of a train.

[voreaciously]

We're on a train?

[she lights up suddenly, mouth agape and eyes wide with wonder.]

I have never been on a train before!

[it seems everyone gets to but she's never had the chance to.]

I-it is so big! But where are all the plants? Trains have lots of flowers on them.

[but she remembers why she's never been on a train and shrinks a little.]

...Will I get in trouble? I'm supposed to be home

[schrodingerscockroach]

[I GUESS HE IS HERE FOR CHILD DROPPING?]

[comingstorm]

[Sousei is currently a naga slithering right up to Dusk holding a very upset tiny 80H by the scruff of her shirt out at arms length.]

Good. There you are.

[He sets her in Dusk's arms if he can, without asking.]

You do something about this.

[voreaciously]

[hey so there is just ice appearing on the floor sometimes in dangerous spikes and she is very cold and trembling and whimpering and might be crying. she's also curled up in a ball.

It's great.]

[schrodingerscockroach]

[He will mostly because Dusk won't let a child fall????]

Wha-why are you giving me a kid?

Why is there a kid here?! Why is she upset?!

[Wait]

Why are you a snake?!

[featherbeaned]

[ trots in, intending to snoop out some free food - ]

Oh, h'lo! [ ... ] You're so small!

[voreaciously]

I'm not that small!

[says the smol child.]

Are...are you a dragon? You are, aren't you?

[featherbeaned]

Small to me!

[ Bounces right on over, her tail up and crooked like the weirdest cat ever ]

I am, I am. D'you like dragons?

[voreaciously]

Of course, I do! They're the best!

[so much enthusiasm. a real-life dragon!]

But, oh, um, please don't tell Mother I said that...my family is connected to something else.

[malignstar]

[ Also smol ]

Dunno. I just got here too.

[voreaciously]

[she squeaks a bit.]

You're a boy!

[malignstar]

Well, yeah... Why's that weird?

[voreaciously]

...I do not get to see real boys very much.