THISTLE BARN

[wooliefrand]

Who: Thistle
Where: Thistle Barn
When: Day 1, Post Awakening

[Making your way to your new barn, you'll find your personal meadow is peppered with purple flowers, the occasional purple brainless sheep, a small pond full of clear, fresh water, and curiously a big, blooming fig tree. It figures it'd be figs!

When you enter your barn, you'll find it's. . .quaint.

The first thing you see is your team's name painted in purple on a wall, surrounded by a wreath of flowers. Above it is a wooden plaque with an inspirational message in the style of those Live, Laugh, Love fixtures, just. A bit hard to read.

Your eyes will be drawn to a tall crystalized thistle sculpture below the plaque. You may feel the urge to touch it, and if not, some nearby framed instructions on the wall may give you a nudge. "Touch to regain your lost abilities!"

Unfortunately, while you may innately know how to activate them, what exactly do they do? You'll have to figure that out.

As for the rest of the barn itself, it's two stories and fairly basic. There is hay everywhere, and six extremely basic cots, three upstairs, three downstairs. If you examine them and remove the hay, each member of the team will find three outfits (+pajamas) for their use.

There is also a sign pointing the way to an attached portapotty--thankfully, it somehow opens up to a basic bathroom. There's one toilet, one very small bath, rickety shower, and sink. In the cabinet is enough soap, paper, and dental hygiene products for all.


Rustic is putting it lightly, but it seems that this is your home away from home!]

Comments

[survivaltricks]

[he has been clinging to his staff since he arrived, for no real reason other than he feels like he should?? but anyway]

[don't mind him as he stares at the purple sheep with an eyepatch on the wall]

"Every thorn has thorns." Hn.

Poetic.

[literal_trainwreck]

[waltzes straight past him to touch the thing and get some powers]

[survivaltricks]

[hey??? hey?????]

Impatient. . .

[but he's touching it a few seconds later]

A bit after arrival...

[maskulinity]

[ He is... at least slightly bruised in the face. ]

Everyone. I'm supposed to demonstrate how healing works... so I'm going to need... [ SIGH. ] another volunteer. These sheep have bad taste.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . tentatively raises his hand?]

[maskulinity]

Okay, kid—I'm going to need you to punch me in the face in front of everybody.

name time name time

[shortforever]

As fun as it is to call you guys stuff like "nerd" and "old guy" and stuff, I think we're gonna need to share some actual names if we're gonna get anything done here. And if your memory's fucked up like mine is then it might mean having nicknames for a while until things get sorted out.

[Come share your names, everyone. Or get one assigned.]

Re: name time name time

[antichthonia]

[snorts] Old guy . . . you know, one day you're gonna be thirty too, and it's not gonna be as far away as you think.

I thought of a temporary name for myself.

[shortforever]

[This does not feel like the right time to say he probably won't make it to 30. So instead-]

Yeah? What'd you pick?

[literal_trainwreck]

[lol I'll say it]

I don't plan on making it to 30. But nice to meet you regardless, Gabriel.

[survivaltricks]

I want something that sounds cool.

[helpful, buddy]

[literal_trainwreck]

Hmm...

[regarding him thoughtfully]

You had a number of Personas. Which stand out to you?

blood for the blood sheep

[survivaltricks]

[after some appropriate code names are chosen, people are punched in the face, and a new game called thistle catch is born, the newly dubbed LUPIN is smacking the butt of his staff against the wooden planks of the barn to get everyone's attention]

Okay! Let's not avoid the elephant in the room.

[leaning his arm against his staff, using it to brace himself upright]

That "blood sacrifice." Tell me what your thoughts are.

[shortforever]

There's enough idiots on the other teams that if we just tell them "hey, we're all in this together, is there someone who wants to be the brave one and give up a little blood that would be really cool" then someone will jump at the chance.

[survivaltricks]

[. . . well. . . he's not wrong, but. . .]

Kind of hard to ask that question of other people if we're not willing to do it ourselves, though.

A wild FART appears

[cultofthesham]

[ Hovering a couple feet above head-height is a green orb of spiritual energy about the size of a soccer ball. It is simply observing quietly, like it does not expect to be seen. ]

Eesh, brats brats everywhere, huh? Well that figures...

1/2

[shortforever]

2/2

[shortforever]

Okay he's our excuse why we can't give blood to the sheep.

[cultofthesham]

Huh! Not that I'm objecting, but I don't quite follow your logic.

[survivaltricks]

[wh]

[hello??]

Ghost??

[cultofthesham]

‘Sup.

[literal_trainwreck]

[what]

Did they assign us a pet...?

[cultofthesham]

[ he is in a dog collar. So… ]

More like babysitter, smart ass.

Re: A wild FART appears

[antichthonia]

The fuck . . . ?

Re: A wild FART appears

[cultofthesham]

Take a picture, it'll last longer.

Not that I'll actually show up, but that ain't my problem.