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WHO: Peony
WHERE: Peony
WHEN: Day 80 all day

[ peony. ]
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[personal profile] debug_mode
WHO: the weeds
WHERE: the weeds clubhouse, of course!
WHEN: Day 80, idk, sometime after the mingle but not too late in the day.

[There was a ritual that was terrifying, so that called for a meeting.]

Okay, everyone! There was a ritual yesterday, which was actually rather terrifying. Only myself and Apple were present, so it's no surprise if you didn't know about it.

[a little bit of a sigh and nervous shrug.]

That said, I can see we've got a few new faces and maybe some old who don't know the patterns. You may not know what to expect if you appear at, or are otherwise summoned to a ritual and are expected to participate. So, listen to me. I've been around for a while. I can help you prepare.

[she clears her throat!]

Rituals for weeds split up into several types. The first type is "we weeds are separate and apart from the sheep, the sheep are doing the work." The second type is "we weeds are placed in the same situation as the sheep, we share in their situation and possibly their punishment." The second type was practically unheard of until after every flock needed to travel into the mist to save a hostage. However, it does exist. These can be 'fun' and harmless, or very dangerous. The harmless ones are more social in nature, and are usually a free-for-all. For example, a ritual where everyone was a bartender and we were given the chance to judge every flock for their talents at mixing drinks.

Let's split these up further. In the case of the first type, there are two other types of rituals. "Those we passively watch as spectators," and "those we can actively influence." They're both equally common. The first usually includes some sort of predicting or 'betting' element, where if we predict what the sheep are going to do, we get a reward. But, ones where we simply watch all the way through are possible, too. As for the second, it can be a universal "we can change things to be more difficult, or possibly easier, for the sheep," or a limited "you can choose to give the sheep an obstacle."

You may have noticed the sheep that 'win' get rewarded after the ritual is over, even if it is just 'everyone revives and is no longer injured.' With us, we tend to get a 'participation' award no matter what we do. There have been exceptions, and they're generally speaking rewards for being more... 'active'.

[She lets that hang there.]

At any rate, I don't think the sheep realized at first what, or who, was altering rituals, or if it was even happening. But, they're aware weeds have their own roles in rituals now. So, if you're in a situation where you know you hold a great amount of power, possibly over life and death, and that you're anonymous, and that therefore there's absolutely no consequences for how you use it... try to be responsible? Ahaha...

[she said, guiltily.]

...Anyway! I hope that helps you understand more about weeds roles in rituals. If you take away anything, it should maybe be this: be glad you're not a sheep, because you're a lot less likely to die or be maimed.

Oh, and that our consolation prizes are usually alcohol. Which you can use, or trade as you see fit.

Thanks for the listen. Good luck, and let's be careful out there. It's a dangerous world.

[General post for weeds! Feel free to ignore Your Name's speech and have your own thread, at whatever time or place around the clubhouse.]
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[personal profile] psynchroneyes
WHO: you!!!1
WHERE: everywhere ever
WHEN: Day 80

[ general mingle where I am too lazy to swap accounts everyone go nuts ]
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[personal profile] mykidisthebest
WHO: Lethe + You
WHERE: YOUR DOOR
WHEN: day 79, night

[Blissfully unaware of the fact that there was just a ritual, tonight Lethe is paying a visit to each barn. If no one answers the door (valid tbh), he'll just slip a few pages of information under the door with a note that says: "Please direct any questions, complaints, and commentary to Lethe."

If you do answer the door, though, he'll hand it to you directly!]

Hi there! I know it's a bit late, but I wanted to pass this out before something else crazy happens. It's some notes we compiled from the board game ritual and a little bit we've discovered about Blossom's past. If you have any questions I can do my best to answer them too.
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[personal profile] leonheartedly
WHO: Thistle
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: Day 79 post game

[let's never sail the seas again]

aaaaaaaaaa

May. 12th, 2024 05:25 pm
[personal profile] rugpull
WHO: Daffodils
WHERE: Daffodil!!111
WHEN: Night 79 post game

[we're blue dabba dee dabba AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

that was a fun ritual. didn't we have fun? so much fun! so much fortune. so much LETS BECOME ONE WITH THE SEA]
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: friends >:(
WHERE: the beach
WHEN: day 79, night

[ you wash up on the beach. ]



[ the flower seems to have...stood up? and it is playing something on its lyre. an ethereal, waterlogged voice sings in accompaniment. ]

You still do not see. How could you?

[ just like before, now that the ritual is over We Many's words no longer feel like a sledgehammer to the skull, though they're still overwhelming and multi-layered - many voices that sing as one. this time, though, they seemingly come straight from the waves themselves. ]

We know. You do not evolve, even when you survive. How could you?

[ and there's a wave of resentment that tinges the words, the bitterness almost like a physical prickling feeling on one's skin. ]

What remains, is a gift. A final peace offering.

[ and then

the "flower" collapses into a pile of unidentified fish meat. and about sixty pounds more washes up on the shore, as the tide recedes.

no booze this time, though. and no healing. mental effects will fade, though...eventually (aka whenever the player wants them to).

there's probably also some barnacles and mussels and stuff stuck to you also whoops ]

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[personal profile] ofwemany
WHO: strangers are just friends We have not devoured yet
WHERE: the beach
WHEN: Day 79, night

[ as the sun sets, there’s a cyan glow throughout the shallows - bioluminescence, seemingly, emitting from some sort of fungal growth that creeps forth. A light fog rolls in, filling the air with a gentle mist, as a chorus begins to sound from the deep.

something large surfaces from the abyss, lurking beyond the fog which grows deeper - the air becomes thicker and harder to breath, and one gets the sense that the room is full of something else, something that’s watching with a billion eyes.

…and then the waves crash with a great intensity, leaving behind a large white-and-blue speckled sea anemone-like flower, large as a strand of kelp. It twitches slightly, as if it was alive but no longer is. next to it lies a barnacle-covered brass lyre.

those not at the beach can still feel the song piercing their mind, hooking into the inside of their skull and pulling them toward it as if they’ve been caught on a fishing line and are being reeled in.

eventually the pressure grows strong enough to cause you to black out, and then - you’re in a cave that might seem a little familiar. this time, there’s no jellyfish in the pools - only tidal dwelling creatures like anemones and urchins and starfish, and various mosses and lichens and corals.

and then there’s the voice. The voice of many, unified into one stream that hammers the inside of your skull - if you can focus, it sounds nearly like a whalesong, yet wholly and entirely different.

still—through it all, you can strain to understand: ]

The dead branch, has summoned you.

To understand. As if, there is anything more We need to understand, about you.

We know what you have taught us. We remember. But We do not wish to speak.

We wish, to teach.


Experience what We know, and We will meet. One day, soon, when Our song is no louder than yours.

But do not disappoint. Remember. Remember. Remember.

Everything that happens, happens because of you.


IC RULES | OOC RULES | ROOMS | RESULTS
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[personal profile] reportinastorm
WHO: Flora + Thistle + everyone
WHERE: On a screen near you
WHEN: Day 79 morning

[The first thing that happens is a brief mass cube call.]

Hello everyone! I'm Flora, recently arrived on Thistle, and I have a couple of announcements to make.

First, I've written a short guide for new arrivals and added it to the book in the clinic. It covers the basics of this place without diving too much into details. I've also printed copies of it, which I encourage everyone to take and hand out.

Second, I'm planning a periodic newscast with some other members of Thistle. You'll find a mirror outside your barn, if you haven't already. Our first broadcast will play on it in ten minutes, discussing information Blossom shared recently. Thank you!

[She hangs up without waiting for a response, though you can call back if you like. Either way, there are decorative mirrors wrapped in paper and labeled "FOR NEWS" delivered to every barn (and some more trustworthy Weeds).

In ten minutes, every mirror displays a clear image of Thistle inside their barn. Flora starts off:]


Hello, everyone! Welcome to Thistle's newscast. Today's report is on some new information Blossom revealed. To start with, I want to make sure everyone is on the same page.

If you're not aware, this place, and the people in it, are in this state because of a conflict with the Wolf Kingdom. The fallout of the conflict is what Blossom has been intending to repair by bringing us all here, though it's not clear anyone knows all the details of what happened.

One thing that is certain is the incident that incited the conflict was the death of the Wolf King's daughter, supposedly at Blossom's hands. The wolves are still seeking revenge for it. Recently, some people have encountered the Wolf King's son and others working for him. In particular, Clover recently brought back the Wolf King's daughter's body, which he had been preserving.

As of yesterday, Blossom confirmed something some people have suspected... That it was, in fact, her body. She is the Wolf King's daughter, and rather than having been killed, she ran away to live in this pasture for her own reasons. Her "death" at her own hands was a misunderstanding that escalated to the point she apparently couldn't correct it. Instead, she's been trying to mislead the wolves in the mist with her scent while we help to fix things.

[FLORA DOESN'T SOUND VERY IMPRESSED WITH THIS.]

I personally feel this is further proof of the power of information. There can be severe consequences when people don't know what's really happening. What do you think...?

[The broadcast then transitions to discussion with the rest of Thistle (in threads below.) Eventually Flora wraps up.]

Thank you for joining us! I'm hoping to do my next report on priests and demons, and their benefits to the flocks. If you have any information in that area, please reach out to me!

(( If you want to call/visit Flora/Thistle please indicate that, otherwise feel free to use this as a mingle in whatever location! ))

beep boop.

May. 9th, 2024 09:45 am
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: people and stuff
WHERE: wherever
WHEN: Day 78 late afternoon through evening

[ golly gee, sure has been an eventful few days, huh. hope nothing bad happens in the future!!!

anyway what're y'all up to later on in the day. ]
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[personal profile] leonheartedly
WHO: Thistle
WHERE: Thistle
WHEN: Day 78

[it's a Thistle post for Thistle things]
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[personal profile] normalanimal
WHERE: ROSE
WHO: ROSE
WHEN: night 77 / day 78

night 77 we are having a nice post ritual dinner with our guest who we promised a meat entree to

day 78 there is a pale white luna moth just vibing with the red sheep. as of time of writing it's riding on Torment's hat. just thought u should know
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[personal profile] noarchitact
WHO: Fantasia, Tempo, Bluebell, & YOU
WHERE: Just outside Bluebell's Moat
WHEN: Day 78 Midday



[ fantasia is standing behind a table that's got a diverse spread of paper, colored pencils, sparklers, juice, wine, and... a home-made first aid kit on it. no one is bleeding on this project. if he looks excited, then that's because he is! ...even if he knows the idea is a little silly. ]

Hear me out. Pii pi.

I thought that it could be kind of freeing to send a crush related secret that you might not necessarily be ready to confess to the stars! ...as a means of relief, since expressing feelings can sometimes be pretty difficult. Or you could think of it like a wish! for the future!! Pii pi piiii piii. [ for the future! ]

Like this...! [ scribbles 'i ♥ zenith' on a piece of paper and then folds it into a crane. he attaches a sparkler to it, lighting it once a breeze rolls in, so the crane takes off... going up in sparkly flames like a smol firework. ] H- Hah, ok, so I know that's not exactly a secret, but... [ scratches sheepishly at his reddening cheeks. ] but mayyyybe I just want the universe to know.

Pii pi pii!!! Oh, right, and no fighting near the paper. We don't need to accidentally another demon, ... [ nevermind that it was him and zenith that accidentally a demon the one time. ]

( ooc; come do a thing! there's also liquid courage for anybody that may need it. )

🍀

May. 5th, 2024 05:20 pm
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[personal profile] psynchroneyes
WHO: Clover (and visitors, if any)
WHERE: Clover...
WHEN: Day 78

POST WOLF BULLYING SHENANIGANS
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[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: Sheeps
WHERE: All over
WHEN: Night Post Game 77 / Morning Day 78

[DID YOU GUYS HAVE A FUN GAME? ARE YOU FUCKED UP? WELL GET IT TOGETHER

or not, maybe you just need to sleep. have some sweet dreams. This can be a dream mingle or a reality mingle, I'm not the boss of yall]
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: YOU
WHERE: ?????
WHEN: NIGHT 77


It’s a normal day in the pasture. The sun’s shining, the birds are singing and oh great googly moogly you’re late for work! Where’s work? There’s work! Which is to say, wherever you were before, you find yourself sitting in a small meeting room with your flock. Through the glass windows you can see little imps running around before a ram-skulled one in a button up shirt, suspenders and slacks bursts into the office.

“Listen up! We’re runnin’ behind today, and the news has been TOO SLOW. Somethin’ about “CR month” or whatever- we need stories and we need ‘em now- the station’s goin’ live ASAP. Make somethin’ up, the stars need somethin’ to talk about! NOW GET TO IT!”

… And then the demon is gone, and your weed comes in, dressed similarly with a notepad. Welcome your editor, folks.

INFORMATION | QUESTIONS | ROOMS | YOUR HOSTS | ENDGAME | WINNERS

Myngle

May. 2nd, 2024 06:16 pm
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Wherever
WHEN: Day 77

[ For all your non-rite happenings ]
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[personal profile] heavyliesthecrown
WHO: All
WHERE: Daffodil lol
WHEN: Day 77

[Perhap dates are impossible to track, but seasons are a little easier. Time might be strange here, but general guesses can be made. Which is why today has been chosen to celebrate three special birthday parties!

Or in this instance, Belle, Biscuit, and Crescendo have opted to celebrate them as an unbirthday party instead! It is a three-flock rite! Daffodil brings the party, Bluebell brings love-bombing, and Rose brings the drama in the form of dress-up and photography!

Invitations have been sent out to everyone (shh they were sent) and encouraged friends to bring a gift and or food to share for the celebration!

In addition to that, there are a good many things to do aside from simply mingling and chatting. Brooms have been set to the side, decorated with flowers for some high-flying speed races. A microphone is available for anyone who might like to engage in a bit of karaoke, and a croquet course has been erected, as Crescendo broke down and felt it was still important to remain somewhat on theme with Wonderland. And, of course, an area has been set aside for the photography and dress-up, too.

An array of tea party fare such as little cucumber sandwiches, egg salad sandwiches, deviled eggs, scones, lemon tea bread, cupcakes, and an assortment of fruit tarts is provided, but show your love by showering the local hyena with more! Also there's fried chicken and meat-rolls for meat only man Tart the biggest child in the pasture. And of course, tea is essential for any Unbirthday Party.

And the cake of course.

Scattered around the tea table are little potions labeled ‘Drink Me’. The duration of the spells last for no longer than 5 minutes and are harmless. Options include:

Green: Grow taller (max 7 feet)
Red: Grow smaller (palm-sized/nui/plushie-sized) - A cardboard dollhouse has been made for the shrinking folks
Blue: Sparkles and fireworks harmlessly surround you
Purple: Kawaii-looking kemonomimi (bear, cat, puppy, fox, wings, or whiskers or cheek squiggles. Real-life filters!)
Pink: Voice changing!
Yellow: Anti-gravity potion (levitate a little temporarily)

Please drink responsibly! And have fun at the party!]

((FOOD || LOVE-BOMBING || PHOTO-SHOOT)
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[personal profile] hardpity
WHO: Peony and UNSUSPECTING LILIES
WHERE: Peony's EVIL LAIR
WHEN: EEEVIL night 76


[ the hot anime lord of the underworld has lured innocent lilies into his LAIR for a sleepover ]