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What's this? It looks like someone's been leaving strange crates throughout the castle grounds. Scattered around in strange places, these boxes are filled with...hmm. Junk?

At first glance, at least. Digging through them will reveal old cloaks and gear that bestow upon anyone who decides to wear one any number of mysterious effects; or if you're lucky, small, sprite-like robots that whir to life upon being touched. There are a few weapons, too, but these all seem to be entirely nonfunctional.

Whatever you find, the odds are it's in some state of disrepair, tattered or broken or missing some parts. There's certainly enough wires and bits littered at the bottom of these boxes that someone might be able to scrounge up some repairs, if they knew how...

/// the chache event is a go! feel free to have your muse stumble upon whatever goodies seems most reasonable. If you need reference for outfit effects, here's a link to the wiki page, although you're not limited to what's listed there! and if you have any questions you can direct them to the ooc thread for the event ouob

mercybutton

A (the forest, evening)

In the forest, there is something strange. And something awful.

Deep in the woods, smoke has begun to rise, mingling with the pristine clouds of the Edge. Orange fingers of flame just barely peek through the canopy, pushing aside the treetops to let the smoke out, but with each passing minute the smoke grows thicker, the flame dips higher. The heat from the blaze is almost enough to cut the chill--but not quite yet.

If someone cares enough to investigate or try to stop it--well, they can try. But they'd better hurry.

( one more dance and then farewell )

[The fire mingle is go! Info and planning thread here. Your character can very well sit this one out, of course, if they want. There's actually a fair amount of places that will be untouched by the end of this.]

dustless

The air is hot, the atmosphere heavy. Soon as the sun sets, the whole castle feels like a storm is ready to break.

It won't be a surprise to many, then, when there's an explosion of sound once the sky is dark, and blinding flashes through the sky.

And then more, and then more, and they're all sorts of colors...and as it turns out, it isn't lightning at all, it's fireworks. Flying from beneath the castle to explode high. Dropping from above the castle to burst just below the Edge where anyone who gathers can nearly touch them if they dare to get close enough to risk a fall. Some from the sides in a way that should be impossible--there's only clouds in every direction, isn't there?

It's not only the sky; here and there are piles of the stuff on the flat-topped towers, littering the grass along the Edge, with tinder and matches where anyone can reach. Simple little sparklers and poppers, too, for those who can't or won't risk anything larger.

[🎇]

It ends when the horizon begins to lighten...but the fireworks people can use on their own are still strewn about.

The sky sears again the next night, just as loud and bright if not moreso.

And the next, and the next, and the next...

//For a week, which irl will be from about July 23rd to July 30th, there'll be fireworks lighting the sky every night! Here's the post to have your characters hang out and enjoy them together! Or not.

boogerman

Something else new, a bit out of the way this time. It's a mirror, in between the two thrones in the dusty old throne room. It's cleaner than the rest of the room, and tall, with clawed feet at the bottom. Taller than anyone residing in the castle, in fact.

There are words inscribed along the top of the mirror: ERISED STRA EHRU OYT UBE CAFRU OYT ON WOHSI

Naturally, one is going to want to walk up and look at themself, aren't they? It's what one does with a mirror.

(( Yep, it's the real thing! Looking into Erised will show your character's truest desires. Make top levels, play with each other, and try not to smash the mirror.

Edit: And for the sake of making it interesting, everyone else can see what your character sees too. :> ))

boogerman

Someone else is doing crafts too, it seems. Down by the secret lake, beneath the castle, a repurposed bucket sits unobtrusively by the water's edge. It's been decorated in a slightly sloppy way to look like a well, with thick paper, bits of spare wood, and childish handwriting that says 'MAKE A WISH.' Bits of torn up paper are on the ground next to it, held down with a rock, and there are a few charcoal pencils for everyone's use.

What better way to get people to believe it than to make it look like a child's effort? Plenty of children around to take credit for it.

(He won't come out to collect the wishes until well past midnight, if anyone is patient enough to wait and stand watch to see if somebody does...)

[ooc: make a wish, threadjack each other, tag at will! pitch will respond if you make it clear you want :)]

ashkente

Today is exactly like yesterday, except for the fact that it seems bits of the castle's library have exploded all over the place. Pages are fluttering about every time a breeze blows through the halls. Scrolls are tucked away in strange places, where there weren't any the night before. There's even a stone tablet or two placed in doorways where people are bound to trip over them.

Catch a page, pick up a scroll, take a good look and you'll notice that each one seems to be a fragment of someone's past, present, or future. A true account of their life, and every single snippet of these biographies seems to be about someone currently living in the castle. Once one has finished reading, they might just be gently compelled to seek out the subject and return it to them, and they'll be all but led to the right place.

Don't blame the tall skeleton with the scythe, he didn't do it. These things happen.

((Your character's biography can be written on anything from stone tablets to scrolls to regular old modern paper, as the real biographies are in Discworld canon. ~~Because some people here are very very old.~~ And if you want it to be all illustration or take the form of a comic book, go for it! Feel free to post a top level in this post instead of making your own if you'd like!))

sansational

( Happy anniversary )

After all, that means when he finally decides to put his plan into action, he has Serif and Papyrus to help him spread the world. He has Tauriel to help him pinpoint people he might not have met yet - there really are so many more people around nowadays. And he has Frisk to keep him motivated, even if they don't know exactly how they're doing that. After all, he can't relax too much from this project, because another certain project is always waiting for him. It has been for weeks now, even before the recent chaos.

So once the dust has settled from the mass transforming, more or less everyone in the castle will find themselves receiving a message from a skeleton in a blue hoodie. He speaks it in person if he feels safe to approach. Otherwise, he leaves a note with a date, time, and a brief mention of a plan. The location his invitation points to is the ballroom, with its mirrored floor and its impossibly long buffet tables full of sweets.

On the stated day, at the stated time, everyone will...still have to wait five minutes for Sans to pull himself together after a nap, remember what he's supposed to be doing, and suddenly appear inside the room, still in the process of hastily smoothing out his badly rumbled, wrinkled notecards. It had taken him literal hours to dig these up out of the mess his lab has become.

"so, uh, yeah," he says, looking from the assembled residents to the cards and back again. He has to learn in and squint to read his own faded handwriting. "should probably explain what you're all doing here. so. i'm sure you've all noticed that this castle has got some weird things going on, above and beyond the whole, uh...stealing us from across time and space thing. i'm also assuming that most of you want to go home and won't mind helping me figure out a way to get us there." He gestures at the table. "to do that, i'm gonna need to start testing some of these theories. guesswork is fun, but it doesn't get us anywhere. timing how long it takes this place to reset something seems like a good start. and so this particular experiment runs as cleanly as possible, uh...i'm gonna need your help eating everything on that table. like, all of it. just don't choke on any shiny bits."

Message delivered, Sans crams the notecards back in his pocket, and spreads his arms in silent indication for everyone to dig in.

Those castle residents who were here last year might have reason to be suspicious. Might even have reason to call this entire plan a lie. After all, they know that trying to eat everything on these tables ultimately didn't lead to a damn thing being discovered about the castle. At least, besides some uncertain notes that Sans never thought were worth sharing. Why get people's hopes up?

But what had been accomplished was getting everyone together and talking. Connections had been made. Support systems had been built. Maybe that can happen again for some of the newcomers. He can only hope.

Besides. Maybe this year will be different. Science is all about repetition, after all.

((ooc: Post comments for your characters that can be replied to, and mingle as you see fit! Eat, drink, be merry, have food fights, and try to be sick outside! There are very few people Sans wouldn't have invited. Even if you don't think he would have invited you, you can feel free to have your characters notice the noise and wander inside to see what the fuss is about.))

havesomefun

Whatever pall was hanging over this place when Jack first arrived, he can feel it lifting. People are, if not happier, then certainly less miserable. And even that makes it easier for him to breathe. One thing that Jack hasn't really come to terms with is the weather, however - it's too hot, too bright, an eternal and never-budging summer that makes his skin prickle if he doesn't keep his immediate vicinity iced over. But one day, the castle throws him a bone, and the day dawns cloudy and overcast, with a breeze blowing through the air that's just cold enough to make you shiver a little.

Perfect.

Jack spends the morning laying a somewhat thicker cover of snow in the immediate vicinity of the castle. Then takes up a position outside the castle's doors and waits. And whenever he sees anyone step outside, he takes aim with a special snowball. "Head's up!"

Anyone who finds themselves hit with it might find their spirits lifting, despite the gloomy weather. After all, it's not that cold. You'll warm up quickly if you just move around a bit. And what better way to move around than to play around a bit? The snow's not that deep, but there should be enough for some retaliatory snowballs.

Of course, you might also feel nothing at all except startled at the impact and affronted at the snow in your hair, and that's fine, too. He's keeping a mental list of who seems to be affected and not affected for future reference. But by then, there might already be some people outside ready to get you involved anyway, even without his help.

A miniature snow day has come to the castle, and Jack wants to help people have some fun with it.

((ooc: Exactly what it says on the tin! Jack is taking advantage of a day of somewhat cooler weather to try and set up a snowball fight. If you don't want your characters affected by his emotion-modifying powers, make sure to let me know on his permissions post!

And this is also an open post for characters to interact amongst themselves however you guys want. Jack will keep an eye on things, but as long as people are having fun and being cool to each other, he might not directly intervene. He's definitely not above using his powers to try and make people tolerate each other for a day.))

mediadarling

It's been quite the month or two. In spite of everything, however, the show must go on--and in order for the show to go on, practice must go on as well.

Maybe your part in Mettaton and Ryoji's play is being an actor. In which case, there are scenes to rehearse with your fellow actors, both heroes and villains alike.

Maybe you're a set designer--better remember to stick up those "Wet Paint" signs!

Costumes? How are those fitting, anyway? And will they ever be done in time?

What about lights and sound? Those must be quite the challenge in a medieval-ish castle.

Props? Better watch where that hammer goes, or someone's going to need a bit of first aid.

Or maybe you're someone who missed the initial casting call and are wondering just what the heck is going on. Never fear: Mettaton and/or Ryoji will be more than happy to fill you in--and possibly drag you into the whole production. (Is there even going to be an audience at this rate?)

mediadarling

Today in the castle, a number of long sheets of paper have gone up in various well-trafficked locations. They all read the same:

ATTENTION BEAUTIES OF THE CASTLE!!
SIGNUPS ARE HERE FOR THE GREATEST SPECTACLE THE CASTLE HAS EVER KNOWN:
THE TALE OF SIR METTATON THE MAGNIFICENT AND HIS DARING QUEST FOR ADVENTURE AND ROMANCE!!
WRITTEN BY METTATON AND RYOJI MOCHIZUKI!
WITH ACTING, SCENERY, COSTUMES, AND MORE BY YOU!!!!
SIGN UP BELOW:

A pen and inkwell have been left on a table beneath each sheet. Anyone able to read the message will note that while Ryoji's name is written in blue and in the extremely tidy script of someone who doesn't write by hand often, Mettaton's name is massive, magenta, and surrounded by hearts.

Nearby, there just might be an enthusiastic robot and/or teenager lingering to see just how this latest project of theirs is going over.

lostinmyway

It had been a week of discovery for all the sleepers of the castle. A great deal was learned and shared--not only fears, but joys as well.

And now? Well...there's an awful lot to talk about.

[OOC: I thought it might be useful to make a catch-all post for any discussions that might come out of all the wonderful things everyone has learned about their fellow castle residents. Feel free to time things both during and after the event. Have fun, everyone! ♥]

lovetheme

Lately the castle's nights have been very clear and almost warm, even up so high among the clouds as they are. But regardless of the weather, they are generally peaceful nights, and few things seem to stir during them...apart from the castle's inhabitants, be it with late-night roving or with sleep. The dreams, by extension, are at least undisturbed...if maybe not always pleasant. That sort of thing tends to vary by the person, of course.

But now--and for several nights, consecutively--the castle residents may find their dreams starting to take on stranger shapes: memories they've never had, friends that don't usually arrive, strangers they've never seen. These odd impressions might cling and continue to confuse even upon waking, vivid as they were; was it really just a dream, or maybe something more...? Does that newcomer in your dream remember you there too, in the daytime?

Either way, there seems to be an strange energy in the air during these nights. And it's bringing dreams together.

((ooc: And here's the catch-all post for the dream-sharing event! Feel free to top-level with your character's dreams here, or thread around in others! The event should only last about a week, but backtagging is eternal c: The ooc planning post can be found here!))

mediadarling

Secret things have been going on in the ballroom over the past week. Anyone who wanted to see inside, except for a select few Mettaton asked to help him, will have been shooed away and told to come back later. Quite the mystery....

Mettaton himself has been unusually scarce; any sightings usually involve him carrying large piles of fabric or looking preoccupied. Of course, he's made himself available for dancing lessons, fashion advice, and the occasional alteration as necessary, but aside from that? He's lived and breathed party preparations.

And now, at last, they're complete. When dusk falls upon the castle, Mettaton's voice rings through the halls:

"HELLO, MY BEAUTIES! WELCOME TO THE CASTLE'S VERY FIRST DANCE PARTY, HOSTED BY YOURS TRULY, METTATON: THE CASTLE'S GREATEST STAR! PUT ON YOUR MOST FASHIONABLE, FANCY DRESSES AND SUITS AND PROCEED TO THE BALLROOM, DARLINGS. I GUARANTEE A GOOD TIME FOR ALL INVOLVED!"

And then he blows his loudest kiss. The acoustics of this castle can truly be a blessing.

Those who do as he suggests will find the doors of the ballroom are wide open and decorated with brightly coloured fabrics. Mettaton will be waiting just inside, dressed to the nines, welcoming everyone loudly with a toss of confetti (paper Grune and Sophie coloured and snipped up--he has to make do with what he has).

Inside, the ballroom is decorated with more fabric that reaches surprisingly high up the walls. Off to one side will be a couple of tables with a variety of food, including but not limited to sweets he gathered from the recently replenished sweets room. At the head of the room are a few more tables pushed together with fabric pinned around their edges to form a stage area. And, of course, there's the dance floor.

Later, once everyone has arrived and had a chance to chat, Mettaton will take the stage and start a set of songs that are actually relatively easy to dance to. He makes for an enthusiastic and talented performer, so if sometimes he's the centre of attention, he hardly minds.

From time to time, he'll take a break and let Ryoji's cellphone make the music for him. It isn't live music, but at the very least it has multiple instruments. And if anyone is short a dance partner...well, he'll just have to see about that, won't he?

[OOC: This is just like Sans' sugarfest! Leave a comment for others to reply to and mingle away! And don't forget to have fun, darlings~]

dustless

[warning for gore, child death, and general trauma]

[initial body find locked to lightofthestars & sansational!]

( you are the future-- )

sansational

Sans is starting to get a handle on this place. Perhaps more to the point, and more potentially useful, is that he's started to get a handle on its inhabitants. There are a few that he keeps a personal eye on on a semi-regular basis, even if they don't always know it. The rest, he's just made note of their passage and their movements. It's all for professional purposes, of course.

And that means that, when he's finally ready to do so, Sans can make contact with every person currently in the castle, either in-person if he knows them by name or by leaving a note somewhere they'll see it if he doesn't yet. Whether by spoken or written word, the message is nevertheless always the same. It's a request to meet him in the ballroom with the cakes table at a certain time and place. From his observations, it seems to be one of the more stable rooms in the castle, so everyone should be able to find it.

On the stated day, at the stated time, everyone will...still have to wait five minutes for Sans to pull himself together after a nap, remember what he's supposed to be doing, and suddenly appear inside the room, still in the process of hastily smoothing out his notecards.

"so, uh, yeah," he says, looking from the assembled residents to the cards and back again. "should probably explain what you're all doing here. so. i'm sure you've all noticed that this castle has got some weird things going on, above and beyond the whole, uh...stealing us from across time and space thing. i'm also assuming that most of you want to go home and won't mind helping me figure out a way to get us there." He gestures at the table. "to do that, i'm gonna need to start testing some of these theories. guesswork is fun, but it doesn't get us anywhere. timing how long it takes this place to reset something seems like a good start. and so this particular experiment runs as cleanly as possible, uh...i'm gonna need your help eating everything on that table. like, all of it. just don't choke on any shiny bits."

Message delivered, Sans crams the notecards back in his pocket, and spreads his arms in silent indication for everyone to dig in.

((ooc: Post comments for your characters that can be replied to, and mingle as you see fit! Eat, drink, be merry, have food fights, and try to be sick outside!))

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make a wish foundation

That Other Library

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[Open/Mingle Post] Snow day!

[Open/Mingle] Practice makes...something.

[Open/Mingle] Friends, beauties, castle denizens, lend me your ears

[Mingle post for the dreamshare event] Heart to heart

[mingle] what's the dream and what's the reality?

[MINGLE POST!] Get this party started on a Saturday night~

*Smells like copper.

Look at me still talking when there's science to do (Open Post)

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