Event: Bubbles...??

[trainmasters]

Who: You?
When: Day 5, morning
Where: Everywhere

[ If you step outside this morning you may find a surprise! Large, pink colored bubbles, bouncing along lazily in the air as if they just arrived from some child's pleasant dreams. They are roughly the size of a melon and, upon closer inspection, appear to be filled with ... something? That sparkles and reflects the morning sunlight.

In any case, they seem harmless enough. Just a strange weather pattern for this strange world. Though if you happen to bump into one (or perhaps if one happens to sneak up and bump into you) you'll find that it pops quite easily upon contact-- and covers you in glitter!?

Well at least that explains the sparkling. But is this really harmless after all...? If nothing else, it's really annoying.

Oh yeah, by the way! You may find that some of your teammates are missing... but don't worry! Most of the empty rooms have already been filled by brand new Heroes! This isn't concerning at all! ]


[ OOC NOTES ON THIS EVENT

Each of these bubbles contain different colored glitter! Each glitter has a different effect, and you may oocly choose which color or combination of colors you want this glitter to be. The effects remain until you wash all of the glitter off. In addition, it's completely possible to get glitter on someone else just by contact... in fact some of these effects won't actually kick into place until you do spread the glitter curse. Just remember to communicate oocly which effects you want to play with!

GLITTER COLORS

White: Nothing. It's just glitter.
Purple: Increase "positive" feelings! Maybe you can't stop laughing, or maybe you suddenly feel much more affectionate towards someone you didn't particularly like before... whatever it is, it's definitely a little concerning. But maybe it's not too bad? This effect lasts until you manage to wash the glitter off.
Yellow: Memory share (x1) upon contact! Whoever you touch with this glitter receives one of your memories... but only if you also happen to remember it! (memories from the game itself are also valid!)
Green: Feelings share upon contact! Whoever you touch with this glitter can feel whatever you are feeling and vice-versa. This effect lasts until you manage to wash off the glitter.
Blue: Thoughts share upon contact! Whoever you touch with this glitter can now hear your thoughts and vice-versa. At least any loud thoughts. Maybe think a little quieter? This effect lasts until you manage to wash off the glitter.
Pink: You cannot lie. If you lie you start to feel sick... coincidentally enough, telling the truth makes you feel better? Or you can wash the glitter off. ]


[ ALSO! To those who were poisoned in the last game, you have the option to say that the poison has worn off by now! You also have the option to keep playing with it if you would like, either way is completely fine! ]

Comments

[unaffective]

[ just kind of

freezes up seeing her like a deer in headlights

not like. recognition of her exactly, but definitely the pings ]

[batshitty]

[ looks

vaguely in her direction. Not really actually at her at all. ]

Oh, hi.

[unaffective]

I -

[ kind of exhaled, hoarse. she had a bad feeling about the stars outside the other night and the feeling has jut gotten worse since then and this

now there's - what is this? she knows it doesn't have anything to do with her, she'd never even begin to imagine being that important but the anxiety seizes her anyway - she draws back stiffly ]

I - my apologies...

1/2

[batshitty]

[ .


Oh my fucking god. Did you know, this is ABSOLUTE DOGSHIT??? ]

[batshitty]

Hey! A cute girl like you shouldn't apologize!

[unaffective]

[ what does that mean what is that supposed to mean

keeps her head down and mutters another apology and some other shit that is way less intelligible ]

[batshitty]

[ Why this? What did I do to deserve this? ]

Okay, seriously! El -- Mystery Girl! No freaking out, I know I smell like my theoretical dad, but I'm totally not my theoretical dad.

[unaffective]

[ what is t

she's still objectively like two seconds from full on hyperventilating and crying but hearing - she still has no idea, but that was a syllable in her name, wasn't it? not olivia-charlotte. no permutations of that like she'd anticipated, if she had heard anything at all, but just - her name? she's still tense, palpably anxious, but she goes still. taut like a bowstring.

go on ]

[batshitty]

Hey, uh.

Give me a hug. C'mere.

[unaffective]

[ slowly . . . makes her way over . . . less hesitance and more refusing to actually look up ]

[batshitty]

I don't bite, you know...

[unaffective]

[ your dad (alleged) does though

or might have, or might have not, or may have just left the impression of having done so ]

My apologies...

[batshitty]

[ dad (alleged) bites ( citation needed ) ]

I told you to stop apologizing! We're --

[ Don't tell anybody anything, he'll find you. Don't do it, don't don't don't don't -- ]

We're cool. This is cool. Right?

[unaffective]

[ what should she even say? it has to be. it has to - it stopped being a question of whether or not she was alright with it the moment she saw those stars - or it must've been even earlier than that. the second she woke up and gazed outside, his own gaze has just grown exponentially since then.

and this person, here.

but she doesn't really know what to say if she's not supposed to apologize, so she stays quiet for a while, ]

Yes.

[batshitty]

So, hug.

[unaffective]

[ h... hug

just like slowly putting her arms around her ]

[batshitty]

[ HUG!!! the pact has been fulfilled (again)

she leans down though to whisper into her ear. ]

I'm hiding, too.

[unaffective]

[

????????

whispers back, hesitant, ]

Who...?

[batshitty]

I'm not going to say it, you idiot!

[unaffective]

[ pulls back a little, not detaching from the hug just yet, to like

look at her face. if there's any recognition it is for "woman who is a tree" rather than "ohia" ]

...?

[batshitty]

[ just. sighs. ]

Did you know? I was the gate.

[unaffective]

[ the first half of that makes something click but fortunately, the second half startles her so much that even if the initial surprise would've had her forget she doesn't want her name getting out, she just

doesn't say anything. there's nothing to say.

maybe some time ages from now they can have a good laugh about how elaine had no idea the kid she took a shine to was actually her stepdaughter, you know, if they survive. ]

[batshitty]

[ I know, right? ]

Haha, wow. This is awkward now.

[unaffective]

[ yeah a little

on the plus side, she is actually hugging her now. that nice reuniting hug she promised, with marginally more trembling than was really anticipated ]

[batshitty]

[ ...yeah she hugs back too, only slightly shakily. maybe kind of more than slightly, but you know ]

Anyways, my name's Lynx.