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

[saddleclub]

There is nothing childish about wanting answers, brother.

[ruinatings]

I'm referring to your insistence after I've told you to stop asking.

[saddleclub]

Do you think I'm going to stop simply because you tell me to? I was never taught to give up in such a docile manner, I'm afraid.

[ruinatings]

[I have only myself to blame for this--]

Then, what? Will you just annoy me eternally?

[saddleclub]

[Yeah. Man you could have just ignored him and let him grow up as fucked up as you but you had to go and be a good influence.]

If that's what it takes to get you talking to me.

[ruinatings]

[Curse the soft part of my hard, jaded heart]

Why does it matter so much to you? Knowing my reasons won't change what I've done or will do.

[saddleclub]

What kind of absurd question is that? Of course it matters to me. Your reasons will always matter to me.

[ruinatings]

Then I'll tell you, when you're an adult.

[That age 20 thing--]

[saddleclub]

I have been acting lord of Kreuzen province since you ran off to Crossbell. Treating me like a child is disingenuous at best.

[ruinatings]

You haven't proven--

[He cuts off, as he suddenly goes green and puts a hand over his mouth]

...Excuse me.

[saddleclub]

[Reaching out to touch his shoulder, suddenly alarmed.]

Brother?

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[ruinatings]

Perhaps I'm not entirely recovered--

[But Jusis is touching his glittery shoulder so. Now he's getting that memory of 17 y/o Rufus throwing himself at Osborne at the falconry event.

"You're so bored that you want to play with fire? You, who are empty and tied by your noble bloodline."

"Yes... Sorry about the other day. It seems you realized that it was I who set up that meeting. But I don't see any future in the Four Great Houses. And so I want to think of you as my "real father", so that I can succeed on my own."

But hey Jusis already knew he was an Ironblood so...?]

...Did something just happen?

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[saddleclub]

[He's staring at nothing, eyes wide and shocked. Is what he just saw real? That... surely it's not and yet it felt and seemed...

It would explain how his brother became an Ironblood but it opens more questions than it answers.]

You....

[Sorry he's still processing.]

Why?

[ruinatings]

What? Why what?

[He's confused. Why did he think about that just now? Why is Jusis reacting so strangely?]

I just felt ill suddenly.

[saddleclub]

Why would you reject your own family?

[ruinatings]

...What are you talking about?

[Rufus Albarea is not very often baffled but right now he is. The idea that a memory could be shared is foreign so he's just. Lost.

He knows he did that, but he's thinking Jusis is probably talking about the whole running away to Crossbell thing. He's just not sure why he's gotten all upset about it like that out of nowhere.]

[saddleclub]

I... Somehow I saw it. You talking to Chancellor Osborne, asking to be his son. Rejecting the nobility.

[ruinatings]

That's...

[--Wow you were never supposed to actually see it? He'd been so... Well, empty. Frustrated. Desperately self-loathing, to the point of disengaging with himself and his life. What was nobility, anyway? How did he fit into it? If he was part of the corruption, could he call himself a noble? But how could he be anything else, when his life, his worth, was so fragile and based on obedience to someone he hated with every fiber of his being?

...Of course he rejected it. He'd have been stupid not to try to leave that mess behind. But even when he told Jusis about it before, it's different than him just seeing it without Rufus' consent.

So of course now he's disturbed and angry and a little embarrassed. But he can't accuse Jusis of lying, because how else would he know about that?]

That wasn't yours to see, nor to ask about.

[saddleclub]

[He's still reeling from the experience. Seeing someone's memory, sharing it, his own brother's no less, and one that hurts, aches in his own heart as much as it did for Rufus to feel that emptiness.]

I didn't ask to see it!

[ruinatings]

Well-- ...Now you have! So take that as your answer and stew on it.

[Rufus is LEAVING NOW. This is DUMB and he wants to escape before it can happen again.]

[saddleclub]

I have no intention of just ending this conversation here! Aren't you the one who said not to be childish!?

[ruinatings]

[no goodbye he's walking away like a VERY GRACEFUL AND MATURE ADULT]

[saddleclub]

[Grabbing his arm.]

Brother!

[ruinatings]

[There are some nutty things he has the urge to shout but he doesn't. He has to stay composed. Always together. Always graceful. Always immaculate, or else... or else what? It doesn't even matter anymore.

Goddess he has a lot of unresolved feelings here. But he's keeping his face on anyway, turning to fix Jusis with a mostly-calm expression.]

I understand you're upset, but I don't want to talk about it. So please let go and go on your way.

[saddleclub]

I refuse to leave you like this.

[If nothing else he's matured enough to realize that Rufus shouldn't be alone. It's strange, he hasn't had time to adjust to a new image of his brother, one that isn't perfect, but in the absence of knowing what else to do, he moves on instinct.]