RITUAL 32 - end

[manwhofelltoearth]

WHO: you
WHERE: pasture
WHEN: day 86, early afternoon

[after y'all have been going for a good while, the Bubble Demon lifts its head from where it's been chilling on a rock, letting out a pleased-sounding chime. another ripple outward from it marks the end of the ritual and the reversion of the pasture: the bubblefied environment goes back to normal, the floating food and drinks vanish, and saying 'Never Have I Ever' stops prompting funny business. the punch-drunk effect on people who triggered it can also vanish, or linger a couple hours after by player preference.

next to the demon, Argent sputters and finally clambers out of a pile of bubbles where he's been buried this whole time:]

Ahem! Well! I think that mostly went great!

Let's see here -- Peony and Rose, you win for BEST HUMOR! Fantastic job!

And Daffodil and Thistle, you win for MOST HEARTFELT! You're the best!

[winning flocks and participating Weeds get the following:

- memory coins
- a bubble for each person, big enough to sit comfortably in someone's hand. this doesn't pop and can be used as a kind of digital (magidigital?) photo frame: you can put in up to 4 (four) still images or five-second snippets of memory of your choice into it, and it'll scroll through them at random intervals. you do have to pick carefully, as once you put a memory in there it is locked in and you can't change it out for a new one.]

Congratulations and I hope this helped ease some stress, heh. If you've got feedback and all, I'm around causing mayhem, larceny, and general havoc!

[AND YOU'RE ALL FREE. go ahead and use this as a postgame mingle if you want!]

Comments

[failsaver]

[ help, ]

Uh, thanks. Is this a cultural thing...?

[electricflock]

Is a you have body parts in your hair thing.

[oh that's a good bit though. eats a piece.]

[failsaver]

[ dude ]




Ahaha, you sure are comfortable with strangers.

[ as for the newbie, he's confused but not uncomfortable. just. wtf. ]

[electricflock]

Sorry, I can stop.

[failsaver]

It's fine.

[ shifts his weight, keeping his head fairly still ]

... when strangers touch me, it's usually to try to kill me, not help me—or eat food. That's all.

This is nice.

[electricflock]

[the end of muffin's tail flicks back and forth]

Is... um, little bit cultural thing, I guess. People where I'm from preen each other to know each other. Is normal to be touchy.

[failsaver]

...

[ slowly, cautiously, he turns. raises a hand to a particularly fluffy part of Muffin's head/body idk you pick a fluffable part.

can he touch? ]

[electricflock]

[he tries to chirp, but it doesn't really work with the Genome mouth.]

Hm?

[he holds still and lets the new guy reach for his head]

[failsaver]

[ laughs, quiet but joyful ]

You're soft.

[electricflock]

Thanks! Is all the petting keeps it soft.

[failsaver]

Mm-mm. Thank you.

I'm... I don't have a name yet, but I'm happy that we met.

[electricflock]

I'm Muffin. When you get your name, I'd like to know it.

[failsaver]

Muffin. It suits you.

I'll let you know.

[electricflock]

[muffin's tail loops up into a happy curl]

Thanks! Until then, is nice to meet you too.