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pumpkinhollow ([personal profile] pumpkinhollow) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2024-06-08 10:59 pm

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. |
incomingchoppers: (no sir i'm not being smug sir)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2024-06-12 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, like -- " Grinning, Radar straightens up in his chair. "Back home, I mean, uh, back at the 4077th I always hear the choppers coming way before everybody else does. I can tell you where they're coming from and how many wounded they got on 'em too. And I just kinda know if the phone's gonna ring, or if the CO's gonna call me in to ask about something, and sometimes I answer a question somebody's asking and realize they haven't even asked it yet."

He laughs a little, like that's nothing but a funny breach of etiquette.
withthemooninoureyes: (alert)

[personal profile] withthemooninoureyes 2024-06-12 02:07 pm (UTC)(link)
When Radar starts in about the choppers, Bronwyn almost immediately dismisses their previous notion, hardly even able to be disappointed. But then come the details. Their antennae stop their slow swivelling and sit upright and attentive on top of Bronwyn's head. Their interest is palpable.

"How do you know? I mean--- what happens? What does it feel like?"
incomingchoppers: (i dunno about that sir)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2024-06-14 12:23 am (UTC)(link)
Radar shrugs, amiable. "I dunno. It doesn't feel like anything, really. I just know stuff sometimes."

Then he frowns a little as he thinks about it more.

"Or like... gee, this is gonna sound dumb," he mumbles, mostly to himself. "But like -- like the choppers, sometimes it's not like I'm always hearing 'em with my ears, you know? Like I start hearing 'em back here first." He taps the back of his head. "And then the noise moves forward until I can hear 'em with my ears."
withthemooninoureyes: (neutral)

[personal profile] withthemooninoureyes 2024-06-14 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
There's a poignant pause before Bronwyn says one word.

"Precognition."
incomingchoppers: (choppers sir)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2024-06-14 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
Gesundheit, he almost says, but they're looking at him so seriously --

"Huh?" Realization dawns, even if he doesn't totally understand what they mean. Hopeful, "You don't think it sounds dumb?"
withthemooninoureyes: (the magician)

[personal profile] withthemooninoureyes 2024-06-14 03:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Bronwyn shakes their head. "Not at all. It's called precognition. Or clairvoyance, or future-sight."

Through his confusion and hope, which mingle strangely, creating a rising feelingat the front of their skull, Bronwyn gets the sense that Radar is rarely believed about this. Rarer still, they speculate, is he taken seriously. Treated like what he is.

"You're a psychic," they tell him fervently. "Like me."
incomingchoppers: (choppers sir)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2024-06-16 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
The split-sense to Radar's feelings grows even stronger. The bewilderment spikes: "Psychic? But that's -- " He laughs, nervy. "That's just, that's like what you're doing, with the cards and the crystal balls and, and all that, I'm not -- "

And yet, alongside it, his heart leaps, like a dog hearing its name called and sprinting across a field for home.

"I just know stuff sometimes," he repeats weakly.
withthemooninoureyes: (chatty)

[personal profile] withthemooninoureyes 2024-06-18 06:24 pm (UTC)(link)
Bronwyn will keep calling, then.

"I use these things as aids. It's a lot of information sometimes, isn't it? And you don't always see the things you want or need to see. Tools make it easier to look for specific things to know. But even when I don't use them, I know things."

They gesture at their items. "You can try using them, if you want."
incomingchoppers: (mail call sir)

[personal profile] incomingchoppers 2024-06-20 02:26 am (UTC)(link)
It is a lot. He's never really thought about it like that before, but -- yeah, sometimes it's all he can do to stay on top of everything, and he doesn't just mean the filing. What he should know, what he shouldn't, what he needs to share and what has to stay private, what has to stay private but what he can still use somehow, all matched up against what everybody else knows, all the time. He'd been doing it for years before he got drafted. No wonder he picked up clerking so quick once he got over his jitters.

Has he really -- ? This whole time?

(The dawning astonishment is winning out.)

"How?" he asks. "Do I just, um -- do I just pull cards like you did? I don't know anything except regular old playing cards."