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crittersheep: (Gossip Hounds)
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: Roses and some weeds
WHERE: All over the place
WHEN: Day 100

[It is a beautiful day and a handful of weirdos are performing a rite somewhere near you. No, it is not announced beforehand. No, it is not explained to you. You’re just sitting there, minding your own business, when the involved parties suddenly start acting out a play right there in front of god and everyone. You may interact with the performers and attempt to affect the story if you like. Otherwise they are just doing their thing right in front of your salad.]

Dramatis Personae

Queen Belle ... the fairest one of all
Princess Flare ... the Queen’s only daughter
Advisor Warden ... the Queen’s right hand
Reverence ... the evil wizard
Azdaja ... the wizard’s henchdragon
Leviathan ... the sea witch
Your Name ... fairy of the meadows
Edgelord ... the dashing hero

LA MINGLE

Aug. 6th, 2024 10:21 pm
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: SHEEP
WHERE: EVER
WHEN: EVER (day 97 all day morning to evening)

[IT'S A MINGLE WAKE THE FUCK UP AND GET TO MINGLING

also by evening Death's eye closes YOU'RE WELCOME]
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: You, some Sheep, & a Demon
WHERE:WHEN: Day 96, Evening

...darn. [ a yellow sheep in green wool throws his cards on the table with a huff, because this is the second game he's lost in a row. he could cut his losses, but the mischievous glint in his eyes as he collects & shuffles the cards says he's going for broke. ] Okok. Just one more hand, but this time it's for everything!

Another? [ the green sheep smirks and shakes his head, placing his cards on the table to be reshuffled. ] As expected with you... just know that the probability of you winning the next hand is exceptionally low.

[ spade snickers, ] Hah, we'll see about that. [ he deals the cards and puts on his poker face, ] I'm not going to let you and your numbers beat me. [ again. ] Let's do this. Game on, Club. [ the sheep play another hand, but this time spade wins, and he looks infuriatingly smug about it. ]

[ this time Club tosses his cards on the table. ] It was dumb luck. That's all.

uhHuh. It's always 'dumb' luck when I win. [ he brushes off club's comment. ] But you know what this means, I get to decide who we summon. [ he swipes the cards off the table and slams down a book that looks like a four year old made. ] And because I'm feeling so lucky I'm going to let the dice decide. [ he produces a pair, which he rolls immediately. ] Oho. [ flip flip flip BAP. ] It's going to be this one. Do you have a knife?

That seems like an ill-advised idea. [ he leans back and opens his own book to read instead, feigning disinterest. he holds up a knife once prompted, sliding it across the table. ] But it's your funeral.

[ spade cuts himself and draws the rune on the table. he waits and waits and waits and... nothing. ] It didn't work. [ he starts collecting the cards he swiped aside. ] I can't believe it didn't wo- [ as soon as he sets them down in the middle of the run it colors, light exploding outward and summoning a demon. ] Oh! It did work, would you look at th- HRK!

[ the demon, one-of-a-kind, sets his massive claws on each of their heads until their eyes and the suit adornments on their wool start to glow red. ] Did you two really summon me without a proper sacrifice? Now that just won't do. [ his eyes land on the cards scattered around and he chuckles darkly. ] Well how's about we fix that with a little game?

L̵e̵t̴'̴s̸ ̴p̶l̶a̵y̸ ̵a̶ ̸g̴a̶m̷e̶.̵


[ IC RULES | OOC RULES | ROOMS | 4&9 PUNISHMENTS | WINNERS & LOSERS | PRE-MINGLE ]
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: SHEEP
WHERE: EVERYWHERE
WHEN: 94 Evening/Night - 95 Morning/Brunch

[DID YOU HAVE FUN WITH THAT GAME. DID YOU GET INTO SHENANIGANS? cool cool. maybe afterwards you had an uneventful night or an uneventful morning. Or maybe you had an ADVENTURE. Who can say!! Time is fake!!

Either way, that night, you might have some ~dream hopping~ happening, y'know, the usual. But the next morning, by brunch time (or whenever Clover gets back from being criminals), every Shepherd will instinctively know:

You can get your flocks' names back.

Of course knowing is just half the battle, good luck trying to go out there!!

Otherwise, just another normal mingle, what is up!!]
[personal profile] wants_the_phd
WHO: Roses and ?
WHERE: Chateau Rosė
WHEN: Day 93

[In the end, the only thing that got hurt was our feelings]
manwhofelltoearth: (the price of meat has just gone up.)
[personal profile] manwhofelltoearth
WHO: a priest, a demon and you
WHERE: the pasture
WHEN: Day 93

[You may have seen this particular Weed stand in the middle of the pasture and summon a demon to run a ritual before, but today both the Weed and the demon seem distinctly . . . less nice and cozy.

Argent doesn’t, physically, look much different – he hasn’t grown fangs or horns or anything, ha ha! But there’s something about his expression and the way he holds himself right now that makes you think – wow! This sure might be a dangerous individual, actually.]

Let’s have another game, shall we, flocks? This one’s a little more…involved.

Don’t take it as personal, of course, but! Well, in the end, we Weeds are supposed to be making trouble for you all ☆

[and before you can respond, you find yourself snatched away with your flock, to somewhere else.]

rooms (r1 + r2) | punishment (r3) | r3 turn-in | winners/prizes
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: Sheep!
WHERE: The Pasture!
WHEN: DAY 92 MINGLE ITS BEEN 91 FOR A HOT MINUTE


[GOOD MORNING ALL have you all been good sheep. you haven't been blowing up your walls or making proclamations of love have u. good.

This morning comes with a refreshing, early shower! By which I mean a downpour. It's brief but if you get stuck in it good luck. Shout out to all the field sheep that looks ridiculous afterwards. Daisy and Coco have prepared a nice simple breakfast spread for everyone (pancakes, pygmy bacon, sugared fruits, coffee, etc) once the rain ends though.

BY AFTERNOON everything has dried up nicely and it's pleasant as usual! No one has has committed crimes at all thistle!!

Though, weirdly, *everyone's* flowers seem to be extra fragrant starting today for the next few days. Just, sometimes, they are cloyingly sweet to the senses. Not always though! But during those times, you may experience the following:

-Senses of deja vu
-repeating something you said a moment ago, or perhaps even days, weeks ago
-aging up or down
-your canon point may be changing and resetting.
-temp memory loss; maybe you forget someone's alias, name, face, your relation to them, etc. Don't worry about it.


If asked Vera will very much say IT IS NOT ME!!! And it very much isn't her. Huh!!

WELL whatever it is, it's temporary so don't worry about it! It can be as brief as you want. Everything else is business as usual, you might even spot some folks falling from the sky today, gosh.

Carry on!!]
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
What: SHEEP
Where: THE FOUNTAIN/PASTURE
When: During the ritual!!

[you may notice while you're playing around, that a bunch of pasture sheep are carrying little knicknacks to the fountain or possibly just leaving them at your door, whatever's more convenient. So you know what that means!!

It's time for offerings to their beloved flocks!!


Feel free to use this as a gen mingle for the game or if you're not participating in that this can be a normal post for you!]
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: Sheep
WHERE: Pasture
WHEN: 89 Afternoon

[RITUALS WERE HAD IN THE MORNING and everyone is just vibing now. Good! Are you good? You're probably good. Use this as a general mingle, probably nothing weird will happen!

Though also, outside of the pasture fence, you may notice that there are WAY more sunflowers! If you follow them, it'll take you to a old barn/pasture out in the...mist? Weird, you can walk around freely in the mist here as if it were normal. Welp, don't get jumped by any wolves. Otherwise, maybe check out the new Dream Daycare! How did that get there? Idk man ask Bluebell.

Gosh what a nice thing to happen and literally nothing else today doop doop.]
crittersheep: (GDAWG)
[personal profile] crittersheep
WHO: ????
WHERE: the three-stories tall jack-o-lantern that was definitely not there last time you looked
WHEN: Evening 87

[Wondering where your sheep went? Why, they all seem to be wandering off toward a once-vacant part of the pasture where an enormous pumpkin the size of a building is now squatting amongst a patch of colorful and airy wildflowers. Filigreed windows have been cut into its walls, letting the light and music from inside drift out into the evening air, where drifts of sparkling fireflies are dancing over the grass. ]

[The entryway is large enough you can stroll right in, even if you’re, say, a really big chimera. ]

[Inside the pumpkin, instead of the wet, slimy squash interior you might have expected, it’s been retrofitted into what looks like a ballroom straight from the fairy kingdom. Flower garlands and fancy candelabras decorate every rafter and banister like a watercolor wash of color and light, while a variety of strange and interesting mushrooms peek out of corners and cracks (for eel enrichment.) There’s a rustic, whimsical wooden stage where a small orchestra of sheep are doing their very best, overlooking a nice open floor for dancing, and a large buffet table covered in food and drinks.]

[ In the place of honor where absolutely everyone can see, there is a big, empty bird’s nest absolutely fit for a KING. Or rather, a gryphon’s nest, because the glaringly gold VIP sign in front of it says very clearly it is “FOR MUFFIN.” ]

[Bring your finest clothes or let Vera pick some for you. Until the clock strikes midnight, it’s time for a ball!]

GET OUTFITS | GET SNACKS | GET JUDGED | GET MUSIC | SPOT SHROOMS | GET... CARDS? | GET... FIRE...
manwhofelltoearth: (fish guts go in beer.)
[personal profile] 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!]
manwhofelltoearth: (the kids are all right.)
[personal profile] manwhofelltoearth
WHO: you
WHERE: around the pasture
WHEN: morning 86

[so how are we doing, everybody? feeling a little more together? feeling a little furry, floaty, or both? well–don’t mind this newer Weed who’s just climbed up on a big rock, clapping his mildly bloody hands together to get your attention.

is that a new demon hovering around him? well–this might as well happen.]

‘Scuse me! I’m Father Argent, if we haven’t previously met. I know this is a little presumptuous and all, but it seems like most people could use a pick-me-up right now? So my friend over here and I have, well, arranged something. I hope you’ll indulge us today!

[and a little ripple of movement goes through the surrounding area, transforming it – the colours of this part of the pasture go pastel, and everything gets bubbly. rocks are now round and bouncy, the grass loses its edges and looks more like a carpet of fat succulents, fences look and feel kinda like pool noodles. you can bounce around without damaging anything, if you build up enough momentum, but even without doing that it’s just…nice to hang out on, soft and springy. there’s also some random clear spheres hanging here and there in the air, filled with small round crunchy snacks and drinks like popcorn, or pork rind and grain puffs, or gummies, or cold water, or weak beer. not enough to fill up on or really get drunk, but something to munch and keep you refreshed.

y’all are stuck here for a bit! and even if you’re not in immediate range or holed up indoors, you might feel the pull to come see what’s up – or simply be teleported into the ritual zone, in a bright popping flurry of bubbles.]

rules | turn-in | winners and prizes
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: SHEEP
WHERE:THE PASTURE
WHEN: 85, late afternoon thru evening

[Normalcy is returning to the pasture! Or at least maybe you hope it is! Blossom can be found still cleaning up the last bits of blood in the grass so it looks nice and not-ominous anymore!! Well at least til she stabs herself lightly.]

Stupid--incomprehensible demons--don't they know what I'm trying to accomplish here!! All that violence and--now there's a freaking robot of me?? Ugh!

[the blood seeps into some flowers before turning into some dandelions and--POOF. Puffy dandelions float through the sky this evening! If you touch one, you will either A) be granted the gift of floating for a few hours or B) You get a fluffy appendage of your choice for a few hours (ears, tail, wings). Just a nice little distraction. . .but one ends up touching Blossom and now she is floating away. Welp. goodbye don't mind her yelling. The dandelions and their effects will disappear by morning (or sometime day 86 idc it's for fun)


THAT ASIDE, you might see some new faces falling from the sky this evening. Make them feel welcome! Or not! No one is the boss of you!!


Lastly, some Flocks' will feel their barns rumble slightly before new additions are added:

Daffodil: Inexplicably, downstairs is an inside atrium like room. It's far bigger than it should be, and somehow has an abundance of plants, rocks for sunbathing, and sunshine itself (though a well hidden knob can also switch it to "nighttime"). You even get the ambiance of critter noises. Hell there are even a few small animals like lizards and bugs you can hunt. Enrichment! There is also a grotto that doubles as a private bath, with self cleaning, steaming mineral water that connects to smaller streams running thru the atrium.

It's big enough to comfortably fit say, a chimera. Said Chimera can enter the room from inside or outside, as a pressure sensitive hidden door will allow any Daffodil in. Think of like a garage door but more majestic. It also include a waterslide form their normal bathroom and of course, normal stairs.

Rose: The main room of the barn is now a two-story library with a Dark Academia vibe, featuring books from the worlds of the resident Roses. Red velvet couches and wing-backed chairs face a huge fireplace that’s perfect for brooding over, and a huge and ornate gold-framed oil portrait of Vera is mounted over the mantle, along with a fist-sized diamond. The high ceiling has shutters that can be drawn to reveal a massive, domed skylight edged with stained-glass roses to let light into the room during the day, and at night the room is gently illuminated by the goth chandelier above and various iron sconces and candelabras along the walls. Nestled between the twin staircases that lead to the upper floors, the flock's Crystal Rose is displayed on a podium-shaped fountain. The trickling water and faceted petals catch the twinkling light of the candles and fireplace.

Here and there across both floors are reading nooks and desks for study, and the bedroom doors can be optionally hidden behind sliding bookcases and secret panels. Also of note in this room are lots of spooky glowing crystals of all sizes and colors tucked on the shelves along with the books, and a standing chalkboard on wheels can be rolled out of its nook for giving lectures and devising schemes.

Peony: And Peony just gets a really sweet bathroom. Half of it is fancy pink marble, with a large, elaborate bathtub, sink and mirrors, separate toilet, and both a personal and giant walk-in shower (just in case you feel like going in as a horse). Off to the side is also a mini spa/lounge area just for taking the edge off. The other half is covered in pink plush, and all the decor is peonies and/or cowboy themed.

The plush side also houses in-unit washers and dryers, as well as dry cleaning and other clothing specific utilities.]
finalbows: (echoes on these sealed walls)
[personal profile] finalbows
who: rose. knock if you dare
where: rose
when: after all that bullshit

[ oh ariana we're really in it now ]
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: SHEEP
WHERE: PASTURE
WHEN: 81 STUPID LATE THRU 82 EARLY MORN

[hey guys were you all settling in

hahah TOO BAD

suddenly a darkness whips out, stretching from Clover's barn and reaching across the entire pasture, grabbing up anyone who might be in the way.

But it doesn't hurt you. No, instead you find yourselves..........dressed rather swanky. Think scarves, fedoras, gangster aesthetic.

The stars in the sky have been replaced with glittering coins and dice. Even some of the paper flowers reflect this change, the flowers now looking as if they are made from dollar bills and other currency.

And--oh yeah the Gambler Demon is perched on top of Clover's Barn what UP.]

Evenin' folks. Had me a little wager. So let's get to it.

RULES | SIGN UPS | MINGLE | ROUND 1 | Round 2 | round 3 | END GAME
wooliefrand: (Default)
[personal profile] wooliefrand
WHO: Sheep/Anyone within the pasture
WHERE: The Pasture
WHEN: Day 81 - Mingle

[GOOD MORNING/AFTERNOON WHATEVER what a lovely day, the Eye is closed and the antlers aren't glowing with WARNING LIGHTS, all your local NPCs are back at work and it's just a nice pleasant day in the pastu--

Did the sky just turn black for a second??

And then it's normal again. Nothing weird about THAT.

What is weird though, is among the pasture, while most is the same, you'll find that some flowers in the grass, and some fruits in the trees...........are made of paper. Cardboard. Hm. Additionally

More alarmingly, some characters may see cardboard cutouts of loved ones from their past (or present), "walking" around the pasture, however, they will only repeat simple, short stock phrases over and over again. There may be multiple of them, there may be just one. Weird!!

And finally EVEN WEIRDER, should anyone sniff at the paper flowers/fruit, they will find part of their body slowly turning into paper as well. This can be an Entire body part or just partial, but either way, that body part will be as weak and susceptible to the elements as normal paper. Better watch out for water or fire!!

Hey is it getting cloudy? Will it possibly rain later? Hahahaha don't worry about it.

That said, all weeds will instinctively know how to reverse the paper problem. The victim has to forge a Contract with someone off flock to transfer their ailment to them in exchange for a favor or deal that must be fulfilled. Ideally, it would be to form a contract with a Weed (who are immune to the paper effects), though anyone off Flock is valid, you'll just be transferring the paper curse to them.


Anyway, Red is outside his shop, tapping his chin. He seems unbothered. ]


Hm! Maybe should have hooked him up with a different one, keeheehee.

[Anyway are there newbies?? Go along with whatevs you had going on!]

[ooc: there have been shenanigans
'Paper' curses will be in effect for at least the next couple weeks or so, so players are free to engage or ignore as convenient
but one thing that is unskippable is that only the 'contracts' can reverse any effects, and only weeds are immune to paper curses!
psynchroneyes: (Default)
[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 ]
mykidisthebest: (grow in ivy vines that hold me)
[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.
[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 ]

MAIN POST | REWARDS
normalanimal: (luna moth 1)
[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