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June Event - Cukey-Scary [The Cucumber Festival]

**Plain text version here.
CUKEY-SCARY
Come one, come all!
The long-awaited festival to enjoy vegetables and welcome in the summer months has finally arrived - and this time, completely uninhibited by curses!

Pumpkin Hollow's streets are bright and bustling, adorned with green ribbons, baskets of flowers, and freshly arranged shop stalls to market their goods to the festival-goers as they mill about the streets surrounding the Festival Green. Cheering crowds watch performers perched upon stages, jaunty music played by thoroughly energized bands fills the air, and the smell of freshly-cut cucumbers is carried on the breeze.

Welcome to the Cucumber Festival, a sorely-missed holiday held exclusively on Marrow Isle. It is a festival begun at the town's inception to encourage the newly-established farming community, which was rapidly embraced from then on. Many smaller-scale gardeners dedicate vast amounts of energy in joining farmers to make the festival possible, and this year is more abundant than ever, thanks to the efforts of the new arrivals taking up the farming mantles. The merriment sprawls all over the Festival Green, and even further into the town.

One question yet remains: where to begin?

Cucumber Celebrations Commence!
Copious Cucumber Cuisine With the cucumber harvest more bountiful this year than it'd ever been, the booths have a wide assortment of offerings - cucumber chips, fried pickles, bowls of salad, breads with chunks of vegetable in them, fritters, among the wide tide of other culinary delights. If you can make it with a cucumber, these people have!

Almost as abundant as the attendees are, the stalls and booths set up with cucumber-centric meals are easily found. much of it is cheap, even free in many cases, and scattered with them are other booths peddling artisan goods.

Challenges of Chance and Cheer As much as Hollowites enjoy their food, there's rarely an opportunity that they pass up to incorporate games or rides into festivities, and the Cucumber Festival has an extremely wide variety to offer!

The Whirling Wyvern is a ride that stands shortly behind a neat arrangement of picnic tables. Rope fences wind around the ride, giving it a safe distance from any bystanders, and the surrounding area is littered with flour bags, densely stuffed to offer padding.

Watching it even briefly makes it very clear why the padding is needed: the platform, raised about two feet off the ground in the middle, begins to spin its seated riders, rotating faster and faster until they topple, roll, and fall off the sides, into the padding below. People can often be heard nearby making bets with friends to see who can stay on the longest. (It's not a recommended ride for anyone who's been drinking!)

Bumpermobiles is another ride, operating on enchantment instead of electricity and a switch, that may look familiar to some of Pumpkin Hollow's residents from more modern times! Though they lack the distinctive roofed building in favor of a section of paved road closed off with wooden beams, the small carts of the bumpermobiles resemble automobiles of the current time, outfitted with wide-edges to brace the impact they'll inevitably have on one-another! Each one seats two, but are able to be driven on their own, if you'd prefer to focus your conversations on heckling your fellow driver.

Hot Air Balloons are set up not on the Green, but just outside of it, taking a spot just off to the side that's unoccupied by booths or frequent foot-traffic. Each ride carries a maximum of three, not counting the operator, and gives any rider an impressive view of marrow isle for thirty minutes.

The Carousel stands in the center of the Festival Green, chiming cheerful music from the pillar in the center. Horses are joined by the addition of shimmering unicorns, beaked pegasi, and colorfully painted pony-drawn carts (which are crafted to be seats, for those who cannot climb on one of the other mounts).

The Wheel of Chance is a vertical wheel, perched between artisan's booths, offering low-stake prizes for a small payment! 5 Brass allows you to spin the wheel, offering one of ten available prizes:

  1. a cucumber, covered in batter and fried, on a stick.
  2. a goldfish in a decorative bowl.
  3. a pair of pants, with several varieties to choose from.
  4. a deck of playing cards.
  5. a fine leather-bound notebook.
  6. a set of six shot glasses.
  7. a bottle of wine.
  8. a basket of assorted fruits.
  9. a glass-blown animal native to Marrow Isle, palm-sized, in assorted species and colors.
  10. 10 Brass. Double your money!
(For any concerned about the wellbeing of the fish: the person operating the wheel assures the health of these goldfish, and that the bowls are simply for festival distribution. They do note, however, that you'll be on the hook, no pun intended, to provide the new home for the fish.)

The Cucumber Festival's Raffle is one of the most coveted opportunities to spend a small sum of brass and win one of the many prizes donated by the community, with all contributions going into community services and upkeep.

Each ticket costs 20 Brass, and each person may purchase up to 5 tickets. There will be three drawings total, granting a small prize, a medium prize, and a grand prize to each winner. One person cannot win more than one prize; if the same person draws a second prize after their first, it will be re-rolled.

To purchase a raffle ticket, please reply to the Pumpkin Hollow mod account comment with RAFFLE TICKETS as the title, also linked here, stating how many tickets your character will be buying. On JUNE 14TH, ticket purchasing will be closed, and the prizes will be rolled!

The prizes are as follows:

  1. 1st (small): a telescope, with elegant engravings in the metal, donated by Elias Coldwood.
  2. 2nd (medium): a set of two enchanted tea puppies, one glass and one metal, donated by Neil West.
  3. 3rd (grand prize): a basket-hilt sword, well-weighted, masterfully crafted, and delightfully ornate, donated by Dahlia Leeds.
Contestants Convene for Competition Of course, what's a festival without a little bit of friendly competition! Over the week of celebrations, the Cucumber Festival hosts the following activities for any and all participants interested in joining in the fun.

The Cucumber Growing Competition is a celebration of the farmers who made all this possible, as well as a flexing of gardening prowess. Each cucumber is measured in weight, length, and color! The prize for the best cucumber in show is simply a ribbon, but among the Pumpkin Hollow farmers, it's quite a statement to have. Career farmers, hobby gardeners, and onlookers alike gather to see the town's farmers' handiwork!

The Cooking Competition follows directly after the Cucumber Growing Competition. While the larger of the vegetables don't make for very good foods, sacrificing flavor for size, the rest of the entries are cut up and used for a variety of dishes. Chefs of all varieties are encouraged to participate to show their culinary prowess!

The Great Turnip Smash-Off is a cheeky jab at the prior year's failed festival. Wielding any tools they like, including but not limited to one's hands themselves, each contestant is allotted three minutes to destroy as many turnips as they possibly can. The prize for the cucumber festival's first annual turnip slayer is a small trophy for bragging rights!

The Water Walk is a fun sport for all ages! Lined up in rows with metal spoons full of water, the participants must walk carefully to the end of the "racetrack" to a small glass of water, with a line denoted on the side at the middle. The first person to fill their glass to or above that mark wins!

The Variety Show occurs throughout the week, offering the stage to many people of assorted talents. The first day is booked up for magicians (sleight of hand, specifically - mages are politely requested to refrain from participation), and on the following Monday, a "feat of strength" competition will showcase the might of those strongest in Pumpkin Hollow! The other days are yet to be filled, and several festival attendants are waiting with clipboards to accept submissions. Many newcomers have talents they've never seen before, so new submissions of the musical, magical, or other remarkable talent alike are not only welcome, but strongly encouraged!

Carnival Complications
Of course, not all things can go entirely peacefully in Pumpkin Hollow's festivities, and the Cucumber Festival has never been exempt from this. Though the prior years' incident was far more disruptive to the festival's celebrations, several things begin to crop up over the span of the week.
Capricious Crashers As the festival goes on, it seems that some poltergeists have seen fit to invite themselves to the party. Two games are affected, with varying results.

The Whack-a-Mole Game, during the first night, becomes the first item to start experiencing a mild haunting. Though the specters only make themselves known when the participant is alone, there's a distinct feeling of guilt that comes with each smack, not unlike stepping on a cat's tail without realizing it. Instead of the triumphant jingle that the machine lets out when the game is complete, a stark silence settles in, as though the entire festival has frozen in time. Only then does a whisper, no louder than a breeze, brush past your ear.

Rolling a D3, the spirits haunting the whack-a-mole machine will tell you the following:

  1. a secret that isn't yours to have about someone in town.
  2. a piece of gossip, a shocking recent happening that may or may not be getting around in whispers.
  3. a lie, carefully crafted to impact the way you see one of your fellow townsfolk.

(Mod Note: the information given is always going to be about someone nearby. When tagging into someone's top-level with the Whack-a-Mole Game who's got secrets or gossip, provide a piece of information about your character that the spirits might've said! Additionally, feel free to request a piece of information about an NPC, major or minor. For a lie, anything goes. Have fun with it!)

The Candle-Shooting Game is the next to become haunted, though the haunting is significantly more straightforward. In an act of simple mischief, the flame will occasionally withstand blasts from the water gun that should have surely snuffed it, or the flame will go out just as you line your shot up. These spirits are aiming to ruin this particular game, but not your night.

Cards and Consequences On the outskirts of the festival, there is a strange building set up. Just a small shack, decorated with celestial trappings and a mysterious air. Above the door, a sign painted black with gold lettering says "HOUSE OF CARDS". Is it a funhouse? A fortune teller? No one's sure who set it up. Perhaps another effort of Captain Tuttle or something.

There is a sign on the double doors that make up the entrance, which reads, "Admission is free, but you must enter in pairs." And true to its word, the doors will not open unless two different people take each door's handle. Otherwise it is definitively locked.

So, choose a companion and go explore! What's the worst that could happen? All you have to do is open the door.

| CONTENT WARNINGS: mild manipulation, unreality, snakes, possible character death. |
notinflictthem: (Bakker)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-11 08:53 am (UTC)(link)
"And lose out on you? If I see him come this way I'll kill him."

Deathly seriously, not even a stifling of laughter.

"I hear he's a doctor too, the bastard. How can I compete with that sort of money?"
abhorrently: (peace.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-11 08:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know, I think being willing to fight for someone counts for quite a bit. He might be unwilling to come into the fray - risk his precious hands."

It is by a true act of will that she did not simply say that killing someone for her is an approved way to handle a rival.
notinflictthem: (Bethune)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-11 09:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Who said I was fighting him? I have it on good authority that we're both cowards. I'll just poison him when he's not looking."

And he sneaks her a kiss to the cheek, just because.
abhorrently: (roll.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-11 09:27 am (UTC)(link)
He'll feel the smile before he sees it.

"A victory is a victory no matter how it's won. Besides, I'd hate to have you hurt on my account. Leave the fighting in my domain for when you need someone to champion your honor."

What honor, one may ask.
notinflictthem: (Hippocrates)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-12 10:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"If anyone wants my honor they can have it, I can barely get it over my thighs these days."

The dance comes to a point where they're supposed to separate again, but whoops- Hawk leads her a little off to the side. Sorry fellas, if he's willing to fend off himself then he's willing to fend you off too.

"I ever told you that you're a terrific dancer?"
abhorrently: (right.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-12 10:53 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, but I'll happily take the compliment."

It's nice to be complimented whether she's expecting it or not. And being stolen away from the dance isn't bad at all when you like your partner. He could probably suggest anything right now and she'd agree.

"You're not so bad yourself. I'm tempted to ask for seconds, thirds, and so on and so forth."
notinflictthem: (Bethune)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-13 10:27 pm (UTC)(link)
"They didn't call me 'Twinkletoes Pierce the Dancing Surgeon' for nothing."

They also didn't call him that, but small details.

"I just love a little county fair like this though. Always makes a small town like this come alive, eh? Take out the elves and add some seafood and I could be home."
abhorrently: (yet.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-13 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
"I know where the seafood is, but you'll have to leave the elves in if you want me to stay."

That tone is just teasing, yet it softens a little as she goes on, more genuine.

"Home, though - where is home, to you?"
notinflictthem: (Paracelsus)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-16 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Add seafood, keep the elves, and extra olives," he teases back.

"Only a little slice of paradise itself. When the big guy dies, he's renting out a summer cottage there. Crabapple Cove, Maine. Little seaside town, very quiet, lots of farmers and not much else. A kind of green everywhere like you wouldn't believe- makes the sky look grey in comparison, green that would break your heart. Cold and wet most of the year, but beautiful. You have two out of three of those in common, in fact."
abhorrently: (peace.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-16 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
That last remark gets an eyeroll, but they're too far from a body of water for her to throw him in it bodily - or at least make the ill advised attempt. But, she'll mine out what's important from the statement instead.

"Nowhere I've heard of before now, but now it bears the mark of being recommended, and so should my path take me there, I shall go. At least long enough to commit that shade of green into my memory deeply enough that it won't be easily removed."

Somehow, it feels right that he came from somewhere humble. Somewhere that most wouldn't know, and yet, to hear him talk about it, it seems fantastical.
notinflictthem: (Paracelsus)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-18 10:47 am (UTC)(link)
"You won't forget it anytime soon if you do, committed or not. You could have a one night fling with the scenery and still wake up with cold sweats over it years later. I know I do."

He rests both hands at the small of her back, slowing down the pace of his dancing to a more amiable shuffle.

"Wish I had pictures to show you. I uh- I missed it back in Korea, and I miss it now. More than anything."
abhorrently: (eyes.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-19 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"You never know. One day, pictures could very well wash ashore. Something really important to me did, after all."

But that doesn't solve the problem of now, of him missing it, while her hands are on his shoulders to keep the slower pace.

"Sketch it. Even if you think you can't do it justice. It'll jog your memory every time you see it."
notinflictthem: (Bethune)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-22 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Ahhh, I couldn't. You think a doctor's handwriting is bad, you oughta see my draftsmanship. Never had the talent for it."

He grins, "I ever tell you what I found washed up after the floods receded?"
abhorrently: (peer.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-22 10:57 am (UTC)(link)
"No. Enlighten me, since you now have my curiosity."

Whatever it is, it's better than indulging her impulse to show him then and there what she found.
notinflictthem: (Galen)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-22 11:06 am (UTC)(link)
"It was the weirdest thing- back home there was a stint where I was the only surgeon upright and functioning, everyone else got sick, so I had to handle all our incoming patients. To thank me for all my hard work, everyone signed a roll of toilet paper. It uh- it was sweet, I kept it in my tent. Only apparently it's not in my tent anymore. The flood apparently knocked it loose, and it washed up here."

He grins, "now that jogs my memory when I look at it. In good and bad ways."
abhorrently: (peace.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-25 04:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Hopefully the scale tilts more towards good than bad. Even though that sounds absolutely hellish to have had to deal with."

She can't even imagine, but she can smile now, stroke his ego a little for getting through it.

"Not that you'd be likely to forget, but it's nice to have a physical record of names. Just...keep it somewhere waterproof, hm? Before it floats back to Korea on the next high tide."
notinflictthem: (Bethune)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-06-28 07:17 am (UTC)(link)
"The upside is that I didn't have to deal with Frank while it was happening. It was great, the longest time I'd gone without hearing his whining since I was drafted."

Hawk's grin softens a little bit further, "already handled. It's with all my letters to my dad. Next time you're at the apartment I'll show it off, eh?"
abhorrently: (together.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-30 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd like that. Putting handwriting to some of the names you've mentioned."

It's not as good as faces, and she still thinks that making the attempt at art is worth it, but she'll only be able to really talk if she manages to sort out her own. Without any tokens, any pictures, any pieces of handwriting, it'll be the only way she can explain who's who from her stories. Unless someone decides to turn up, which she's braced herself for never happening.

"What else can I talk you into at these festivities, apart from a dance?"
notinflictthem: (Hippocrates)

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-07-03 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
"A nice girl like you? Anything you wanted," he grins, stepping back and bowing as the song comes to an end.

"Lunch? Watching me struggle against some carnival games? Bumper cars?"
abhorrently: (now.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-03 08:16 am (UTC)(link)
"What are bumper cars?"

This is both an honest question and a strong invitation.
Edited 2024-07-03 08:17 (UTC)
notinflictthem: (Fleming)

Wrap?

[personal profile] notinflictthem 2024-07-08 01:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Hawk grins and lets out a shrill giggle, grabbing Fever by the hand to tug her quickly in the right direction.

"You're going to love this-"