crittersheep ([personal profile] crittersheep) wrote in [community profile] sheep_game2023-09-09 04:29 pm

[ritual 10 - this is the greatest show]

WHO: A blossoming new Weed amidst a garden of sheep
WHERE: the pasture just outside the town's fence
WHEN: day 30, nighttime

COME ONE! COME ALL!! STEP RIGHT UP FOR THE GRANDEST SHOW OF YOUR LIFE! WATCH WITH BATED BREATH AS YOU ARE ENCHANTED AND MYSTIFIED, DRAGGED INTO THE COLORFUL REALM OF TALE AFTER TALE, TOLD BY THE REMARKABLY TALENTED. . . JESTER'S JOYFUL DRAMA CLUB!!

[the voice is echoing and booming, rolling across the entire pasture like thunder. those who hear its call are drawn beyond the fence of the village, either by natural curiosity or a compulsion that forces their legs forward]

[beyond the fence, someone has set up a beautiful outdoor stage. In the center of the stage is a freshly conjured blood rune! and in the middle of that rune stands a demon ram, dressed like a circus ringleader, top hat tucked between his hooves. as people arrive, he sweeps a wooly arm in front of himself, taking a bow to greet everyone with dramatic bravo]

[are you ready for this??]
hexesandohs: (pic#15651696)

[the littlest weed]

[personal profile] hexesandohs 2023-09-09 10:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[from behind the demon, out dances a bright and bushy-tailed new Weed! dressed in a ragged witch's outfit with a black collar around her neck, she claps her hands together and strikes a magnificent pose]

Uho! And what a delightful audience Jester's Joyful Drama Club has attracted today! I can feel it. . . you're all trembling in your boots, wondering what magnificent horrors are planned for today's show!

Will it be a tale filled with violence and bloodshed-- [the Weed presses a hand against her chest, the other against her forehead, and throws herself back DRAMATICALLY]

Or perhaps a tale of bright and triumphant heroics!! The everyday man prevailing over an oppressive force!

[and then she does a little twirl, grasping at thin air to mime swinging a sword]

Oooooor. . . ☆ A tale about the follies of the human condition? Ah, but those kinds of tales are dull and trite, aren't they? Why pretend there is a greater meaning in pure entertainment, hmmm. . .? I feel that would just be insulting.

[another clap of her hands, and then she props her fists against her hips]

It matters not! What matters now is– you've all been recruited to participate in the latest show by Jester's Joyful Drama Club! Sooo, take your places, everyone! Imagine the audience as pumpkins! And remember–

[with her index fingers pressed against her cheeks, the new Weed flashes everyone a sinister grin]

Remember to smiiiiiiile ~ ☆

[and with a snap of her fingers. . . everyone is whisked off to their own flock rooms]
Edited 2023-09-09 22:35 (UTC)
wooliefrand: (pic#16437046)

Re: [P.S.]

[personal profile] wooliefrand 2023-09-10 01:46 am (UTC)(link)
[THEN SUDDENLY AS THE GAME CONTINUES, UNKNOWN TO ALL

THE EYE FUCKING CLOSES CUZ UUUH

GOOD LUCK]
hardpity: (280)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] hardpity 2023-09-10 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[ aides, apparently unharmed, looks VERY annoyed ]
endsjustified: (gang's all here.)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] endsjustified 2023-09-10 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[hmmmm all five Lilies are upright normal alive unaffected and uninjured in this here endgame, just huddled in a small group sitting on the ground

nobody needs to worry about them]
featherduster: -- (Default)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] featherduster 2023-09-10 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
[ All of Bluebell is just fully enveloped in white wings.

There might be screaming happening idk they're not having a great time. ]

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] arrowace 2023-09-10 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ also some of the screams are undead animal screams so jot that down ]
potentshell: (love a bloody boy)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] potentshell 2023-09-10 02:50 am (UTC)(link)
[ I'm a corpse doo doo doo-do-doo, I'm a corpse ]
secondbornsun: (♝↙ ‘cause when i open my body)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] secondbornsun 2023-09-10 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[ tart arrives covered in blood, but most of it's not his.

in his arms is biscuit, who still has some amount of vines wrapping around him, still has thorns piercing through his chest. ]
rugpull: (Farewell.)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] rugpull 2023-09-10 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
[this hyena fucking dead]
chasseurdebeaute: pixiv: 30266576 | <user name="damin_09" site=twitter> (✧ Damin - 001)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] chasseurdebeaute 2023-09-10 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Some of us can't scream or we'll choke on gems, but like, good thing we're in a mindmeld and you can scream for him]
noarchitact: (pic#16424198)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] noarchitact 2023-09-10 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[ there is so much screaming... and vines and melted skin. ]
Edited 2023-09-10 02:58 (UTC)
wants_the_phd: (133)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] wants_the_phd 2023-09-10 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Azdaja has slim black horns curling forward out of her hair, and a black, whiplike tail swish-swishing behind her. One of her hands is tied up with red fabric that's soaked through with blood.]

[She's tense, doing her best to stay as far away from the crowd as possible.]
Edited 2023-09-10 02:54 (UTC)
ohlord: (pic#16412097)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] ohlord 2023-09-10 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[oh, fuck. shit.

FORGET LILY'S FINE ILLUSION, Styx running over with his shoulder shot out and bloodied and hurriedly getting out a satchel of honeysuckle to smokebomb the fuck out of Minuet. shit shit fucking hell]
endsjustified: (no second act.)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] endsjustified 2023-09-10 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[he can't fucking move but grabs a wing that's sprawled near him what the fuck is going on]
secondbornsun: (♝↖ that’s the thing,that’s the thing)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] secondbornsun 2023-09-10 02:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ do you ever get the feeling of an apex predator watching you like you might be his next meal ]
wants_the_phd: (053)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] wants_the_phd 2023-09-10 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Keeping her distance. One of her hands is tied up with a cloth bandage that's soaked through with blood.]

Are there any of you still between life and death?
strateelgic: (ground)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] strateelgic 2023-09-10 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[Pond Fiend is just going to be sitting here.

Because he can't walk. Because his feet are still numb.

He knows about what to expect.]
wants_the_phd: (090)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] wants_the_phd 2023-09-10 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[EVERY FUCKING DAY]

[LOOKS DIRECTLY AT HIM]
finalbows: (empty streets of empty shops)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] finalbows 2023-09-10 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's a red rose sheep also here, for some reason.


there's also Angel Devil, sitting around chilling with 0 reaction to their new environment like a puppet with the strings cut. ]
Edited 2023-09-10 02:57 (UTC)

WHUPS cw self harm and bad shit happening to a kid

[personal profile] arrowace 2023-09-10 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
You are in a dark forest. Almost no moon light can reach the forest floor, but what does is sharp, and full, and bright. You kneel on the undead beast the is bound to the ground with living vines. You hunted it, drove it here, trapped it and bound it. And now, you will devour it.

"Go ahead," says the Master Warden with a nod.

"I am your Hunter, and you are my Prey," you start carving runes into the pitiful thing's chest. It doesn't feel pain, not like the living, but it seems to know on some instinctive level what you are doing and it bucks and roars. The incantation is a lot about blood, and bonds, and oaths, and protection of the innocent, and sin, and suffering, and the Raven Queen. It's long, but you've had it memorized for months. You have been preparing for years. Finally, the sigil is done and you sit back on your heels. With the same knife, you open up the vein in your elbow. "You are my Life," you say to be beast as your blood starts falling onto its carved flesh in fat red drops, "and I am your Death."

For a moment there is nothing but the thrashing of the beast and the plip plip of blood. Then the light of the white moon dims, and the tiny red moon shines impossibly bright through the canopy. The blood stops falling, several drops suspended in the air.

And then it reverses direction, flowing back into your arm.

Your senses multiply and bloom like snowdrops in the spring and the pain is indescribable. It is like you can feel each individual cell dying as pure necrotic power crawls through your veins. You open your mouth to scream but it's the beast's voice that comes out.


[that's what's going on]
Edited 2023-09-10 02:59 (UTC)
hardpity: (332)

Re: [ENDGAME]

[personal profile] hardpity 2023-09-10 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
we're all SUPER fine