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pumpkinhollow ([personal profile] pumpkinhollow) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2024-02-10 01:02 pm

An Assortment of Happenstance (Random Events Wave 2)

Pumpkin Hollow Community Bulletin
It's been a while since the community board has been redone! The weather hasn't really been permitting long excursions into town square to do up the board, especially since the blizzard, but today is a clear day for once and Yorick is in a hurry to get it all set up for Merrymeet.

He helpfully posts a few announcements.

COMMUNITY GATHERING AT TOWN HALL TONIGHT

A community gathering is scheduled in Town Hall tonight for all new residents ("offworlders") to discuss their recent experience with a mass shared dream event. Locals who are native to Pumpkin Hollow will be present to listen, learn, and help make sense of this strange dream. The intent of the gathering is to ascertain the meaning of the dream and share details to create a bigger picture.

Sweet potato muffins will be provided, courtesy of Cecil. The meeting will officially commence at 6pm. Dress warmly!

MERRYMEET FLOWER QUEEN VOTING

Voting for the Flower Queen of our upcoming Merrymeet celebration is now officially open! Please cast your vote for one of the following candidates from our final pool of nominees:

Dahlia Leeds, town councilwoman and Historical Society leader.
Annabel Lee Whitlock, seamstress and chess extraordinaire.
Mary Dahl, shop employee and freelance theatrical performance artist.
Magne Kikiishi, Oak & Iron employee and Fight Club leader.
Zelda of Hyrule, captain of the Mipha's Grace.
Sally Boyle, chemist/herbalist and proprietor of the Blackberry Apothecary.

Merrymeet will be held on Saturday, Feb. 24th, so all votes must be cast by then. This year's celebration will also feature our first Flower Princess in a while, Bobbin Kaspbrak, escorted by her keeper, Eddie! She is a chicken. (Note: the last Flower Princess was Butter Poe, a cat. She will sadly be unable to pass on her crown in the ceremonial manner due to being a cat, but she wishes Bobbin the best of luck.)


[ Ballot Box ]

BOTTLE COLLECTION NOTICE

ALERT TO ALL CITIZENS: down on Tawny Beach there have been sightings of bottled messages washing ashore that appear to be addressed to various offworld citizens. Please scan the beach or check in with Jack's Marina Port Authority to see if there are any intended for you at your earliest convenience.

[ Those who go to the beach to investigate may find a bottle carrying curled parchment with their name on it. Within, they will find a letter from a loved one from back home. The messages read more like prayers or thoughts about their subjects, often in third person rather than second, but contain important insight about how the writer truly views the recipient that may guide them in this world. They are also obviously written in the handwriting of the person who sent them. It's unclear how they got here, but perhaps they can help. ]

After Yorick has long since walked away, another strange message also appears. Nailed to the bottom of the board haphazardly, a piece of twine with a large tooth tied to it and a piece of parchment. The text is written in a neat but jagged font, ink seeming to almost fray at the edges, outlining agreed upon terms for some manner of agreement. A shot that must be discharged within a lunar cycle, a soul to be taken from this plane by King Eligos, and a mandatory betrayal of trust. It is signed by both Eligos and Vika. A line in the terms is underlined.

For whatever purpose I deem fit.

Beneath the signatures a note is scrawled that reads,

"Never let it be said that syntax doesn't matter. You didn't think I was going to help you kill my own grandchild, did you?"

Those going to Town Hall for the community gathering will see that the Pine Devil skull that Vika had hung there is now shattered, and her notice gone. The Pine Devil is loose once more.
tisnotthehouse: (spider eyes)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-15 02:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Now who isn't listening? I said I tried it, past tense, while I thought Ostaros was dead. Obviously it changed everything when I realized he was still alive. I don't want anything to do with Prowl now; he had his chance and he blew it."

"...Admittedly," he says after a moment, "Stalking Springer and his human friend for a year and stealing their interstellar wi-fi probably wasn't the most mature way to handle the situation either. I can recognize that now."
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[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-02-15 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
Vika draaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaags her hand down her face.

"49276d20676f696e6720746f206265617420796f7520746f2064656174682077697468206d7920666174686572277320636f727073652c20736565206966204920646f6e2774206675636b65722e" she says in a Tired-Ass Voice, before switching back to Emeran. "I'm glad you fuckin' noticed eventually. How am I the person here with sane parenting opinions. Riddle me that."
tisnotthehouse: (spider eyes)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-15 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Of the two of us, you're the only one who had parents," Tarantulas says archly. "I was forged. I came out of the ground at Eugenesis and was immediately snapped up by a courier company that had me making deliveries between the Lithium Flats and those snobs up in Altihex for the next five thousand years. Worst years of my life, and I'm counting the centuries I spent trapped in my own torture dimension."
tisnotthehouse: (spider mouth)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-15 11:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"You've been calling me a mad scientist since we met, but this surprises you? Surely I'm not the only one who can see the humor in that."
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[personal profile] lastofthefirst 2024-02-15 11:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"...Okay. Walk off. I'll find a reply to that after I sit with it for awhile. Maybe contemplate your life choices."
tisnotthehouse: (spider eyes)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-15 11:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh, if you insist." Tarantulas heaves himself back up to his feet and fixes his coat with a few quick gestures. "Good talk."

And off he goes, to hang out on the wall like a creeper until River shows up to talk to him. This is his life now.