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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. |
ss_buttcrack: (joker)

wooo!

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-06-30 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fever?!" That's her voice. It has to be.

He turns around and, there! There she is cutting through the crowd. He rushes to meet her halfway now.

"It is you! You're a sight for sore eyes. Come here, bring it in." He's got his arms open for a hug.
abhorrently: (together.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-06-30 11:32 pm (UTC)(link)
She responds with enthusiasm, half throwing herself into his arms for a hug. Solid, real, and here. He looks better, too - the free air works miracles on them all.

"Where have you been hiding? I would have known if you got in sooner - oh, it's good to see you."
ss_buttcrack: (appreciative)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-06-30 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"Don't let the clothes fool you," he says against her shoulder, "I'm fresh off the boat."

He looks almost exactly like the last time she saw him free on the ship. Same leather-on-leather outfit with only the gun missing from his holster. The only thing out of place is how long his hair has gotten now. He can almost get it in a ponytail.

"I won my threads back in that House of Cards. That was a nice welcome present. Seeing you here alive and well is a better one."

Actually, there is one more thing that's different about him. He speaks with a lightness in his voice he never had on that cruise ship.
abhorrently: (consider.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-01 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Whatever's instilled that in him, she's glad. He sounds like he'd shed a burden that's needed to be released a long time ago. His hair's longer, but before she can form an opinion on that, he mentions that, and she can't decide whether to keep grinning or to loudly complain. Maybe something in the middle.

"Here and in one piece, much as said House of Cards might wish me otherwise."

She's changed some herself - local clothes, new circlet - but the trappings mean little when it's the same woman in them.

"And I know I'm not the only one who's going to be thrilled to see you. Have you met any of the others yet? To say nothing of those who are already here, or who otherwise are arriving..."
ss_buttcrack: (smile)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-01 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
"Had a bad run in there?" he asks, putting two-and-two together. "That mean you don't wanna go back in with me and help me steal something?" He's not saying what that something is yet because even he thinks he's being ridiculous. But that rug was so cool and it looked a little like one of Ari's star charts.

"I ran into Valdis already, and Erin. They filled me in on some of it, but I need to make the rounds. I arrived off the boat with Cassandra de Rolo and Okie. We've been living together for a year in Whitecastle, where Cass is from."
abhorrently: (now.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-03 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
"Cassandra made it too?" There's a brightness in her expression from that. "I'll need to catch up, say hi - okay, let's strike a deal. Tell me about your year away, and I'll help you steal whatever you want."

That it'll be payback against that shack is just the icing on the cake for her.
ss_buttcrack: (joker)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-05 02:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"She did!" His grin somehow grows wider just saying that. Yes, he knows he's supposed to be sad that they all died together but he, selfishly, is so glad he hasn't had to move to yet another new home (what is this, the fifth time?) completely alone with no former connections.

"Sounds like a great deal. Oh, can you do heavy lifting with magic? I'm only level three so I might not be strong enough on my own, but the there's this rug in there that I can't stop thinking about. The wheel is sitting on top of it so I'm going to have to do some creative lifting to get it out."
abhorrently: (been.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-06 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"I'll figure something out when I see it. There's enough spells I know that we can engineer something. Might leave the room a little messy, but we're already pilfering from it, so..." She shrugs.

"Lead the way."
ss_buttcrack: (witty comeback)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-09 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"The room probably resets each time anyway," he answers with a shrug. It's a magic pocket dimension, why wouldn't it?

"You got it! Feels a little but like old times," he sighs wistfully. Because, for him, their last escapade was over a year ago.

"Okay, here we go," he narrates as he leads them through the same path he and Imbros took earlier. "Sword door leads to...yep, long hallway room. Squidward took the orb and pocketed it, like so..." Crichton tucks the orb into his pocket because why not? Nothing bad happened to Imbros.

"Now, this next one might be weird for you. This is something from my Earth called a subway station. Wouldn't recommend hovering in here when the train starts moving, unless you wanna end up on your ass, ha! Anyway, not much to do here now but wait for the next stop. That's the room I'm lookin' for."
abhorrently: (patience.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-13 11:12 am (UTC)(link)
Walking with his foreknowledge as a guide, she feels stronger, more purposeful as they glide through the room. The beauty of the place is noted, but not lingered on - maybe after they get the rug she'll feel more charitable. He scoops the orb, and so she considers it yet more retribution for before.

And like he predicted, the jolt to modern surroundings, the strange lighting, have her instantly startled and stepping back closer to him until she's assured there's nothing else but them. What an odd location. Fully enclosed, with fading paper peeling away on the wall, too far gone to be legible. The lights hum, and the air smells...strange. Stagnation, fuel, and metal.

"What is this place? I see no trains."

Just you wait, Fever. Just you wait a moment.
ss_buttcrack: (soft look)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-14 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
He puts a hand on her arm to steady her. "We're underground. The train will come out of that tunnel over there."

As if on cue, the alarm for an arriving train starts to sound. Two pinpricks of light come out of the tunnel first, followed rapidly by a hulking beast of metal and glass in a loud rush of air. The breaks hiss as the car settles in its tracks and the doors slide open.

"There she is," he says reassuringly. "Come on, we don't want to miss it."
abhorrently: (fear.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-15 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
It's a good thing he's keeping her stable, or she would have jumped at the sight of the train. The one above ground in the town is strange enough, but this one makes noises like a great beast. Hissing, snarling - but Crichton says its fine, so it must be. All right, then.

"We just sit down and wait?"

She'll sit next to him, when he does, looking around curiously.
ss_buttcrack: (smile)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-23 12:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yep. Shouldn't be too long, it's just going to the next stop." He grabs a seat near the door because it's not like anyone else is going to be here to yell at him about priority seating. He figures she'll feel better if she can see the exit clearly.

"This is a mode of transportation for a lot of people on my Earth. On a busy day, during rush hour, it wouldn't be uncommon to see hundreds of people using trains just like these. Can you picture it?"
abhorrently: (patience.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-23 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
She falls into a bit of contemplation, inwardly grateful that they can see the doors in case anything decides to try to leap out at the time. Hundreds of people, all in trains like this...

"Where were they all going? Everywhere?"

Rush hour. That's a phrase she hadn't run across in her reading.
ss_buttcrack: (smile)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-26 04:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Work, mostly, or school. A lot of people all had to be at work at about the same time every day so they'd all end up rushing onto the same trains." Hence the rush hour.

"I always swore I wouldn't end up in that nine to five rat race. Now? Kinda lookin' like maybe I will. But I hear they give you a horse if you join the enforcers. Can you picture me as a cowboy?"
abhorrently: (note.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-07-27 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
"I've no idea what a cowboy is, to be honest. But...ugh, don't go into the enforcers. How am I supposed to talk you into questionable adventures if you're off being a man of the law?"

How does she keep getting friends who want to take this up, really.
ss_buttcrack: (witty comeback)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-07-31 06:31 pm (UTC)(link)
"Bein' a cowboy is a way of life. Gettin' into gun duels at high noon, drinking in the saloon, running all the miscreants outta town and then ridin' into the sunset on the back of your horse, and doing it all in style with matching boots and a cowboy hat." Someone watched a few too many westerns growing up and it shows.

"Now, Fever, you're looking at it all wrong. Who do you think is going to bail you out when you run across the law on your questionable adventure, hm?"
abhorrently: (patience.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-08-06 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
"Will you? And swing me away on the back of your horse away from those who don't understand that truly, they ought to let me work and commit whatever deeds I want because it's all going to work out just fine in the end?"

She doesn't understand half of what he said about being a cowboy, but the horse part she can understand.
ss_buttcrack: (joker)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-08-09 09:47 pm (UTC)(link)
He grins in utter delight at the mental image of sweeping her away on the back of his horse. (that he still doesn't know how to ride yet hardly matters, right?)

"Well, I don't know if I can countermand a direct order from my superiors if they're standing right in front of me, but I might be prone to developing a sudden blind eye if I happen to glance in the direction of you doing something... off the books."
abhorrently: (been.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-08-13 05:39 am (UTC)(link)
"What a remarkably specific condition. Nothing you need to worry with a doctor for, though, it's not deadly."

She makes herself chuckle, but then looks up at the rest of the subway car.

"I'm just thinking about how much walking a contraption like this can save you. Going miles and miles, and it's still the same day outside."
ss_buttcrack: (smile)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-08-22 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Exactly. Now you're getting it."

He follows her gaze, nodding along with her observation. "Trains revolutionized my world's history for just that reason. All of a sudden people and goods could travel long distances easily and in days instead of months. The whole economy changed practically overnight. The Wild West opened up like never before."

Their train starts to slow, screeching as the breaks engage. Crichton motions for her to stay sitting until it comes to one last jerking stop. Then he stands.

"I think this next room should be it. Would you like to lead the way?"
abhorrently: (react.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-08-27 08:22 pm (UTC)(link)
She's imagining it - speeding along the Coast, going anywhere and everywhere. Maybe she'd finally get to see Amn, or witness the Sunset Vale for herself, or go raise havoc in Waterdeep. All without sacrificing so long spent in the journey, though travel had its own appeals. But the train slowing down pulls her from her daydreams, and they disembark, Fever glad to lead the way ahead.

"Whoa." That's her first reaction upon seeing the room, glittering and beautiful, with an air of intrigue. It's beautiful here, a place she would linger if they had the time. She almost wants to steal the curtains while they're here, but they might not be able to carry everything. Still, she fingers the fabric admiringly.

"I can see why you were eager to get back here."
ss_buttcrack: (shit eating grin)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-09-03 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, this place is a marvel. I couldn't get it out of my head."

He notices her admiring the drapes and smiles his crooked up-to-no-good smile. "You know, that rug might get a little unwieldy if we don't have some way to tie it shut. Something like a rope or, I don't know... fabric?" Like curtains?

"Think that would work?"
abhorrently: (consider.)

[personal profile] abhorrently 2024-09-03 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
"And what are you going to do with the curtains after?"

Because if he doesn't have plans, she just might. An impulse taking shape in her mind.
ss_buttcrack: (shit eating grin)

[personal profile] ss_buttcrack 2024-09-06 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Probably donate them to a good friend as a thank you for helping me out," he says with a cheeky wink.

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