Sabra La Tau

Who: Erik
Where: ???
When: Day 287, early
What: ???

[Out this far, it's not something that your eyes can tell anymore. There's no real difference between the consuming dark of curfew and the endless dark of a place where no light touches at all. But it's something you can feel. Something pulls back away from you and you can feel the metal under your feet, comforting and reminding you, somehow that yes, you do still exist past the bruises and dull ache of walking. There's a WORLD and it's not just you. You can hear water, the comforting sharpness of your own footfalls on rock.

More importantly.. the ground stills. No more of the gentle rocking, soft and firm sometimes, ground mushy and unpleasant others. Sometimes, it's nice to just pretend you've gone crazy.

Of course, when you finally see light, a soft, wispy green glow.. you might think that you really HAVE finally done it.]

Who: Anyone
Where: Mushwood forest
When: Day 288, early morning
What: If a tree falls in the forest, does it make a sound?


[A thunderous crack whips through the forest this day, audible even beyond the river. The rotting trunk finally succumbing to the weight of its great dead cap. The cracking noise continues as it falls, ending with a burst of wind and a loud crash. There is a second... and then a third crash as other dead tallcaps collapse with it.

As the forest settles into its new arrangement, silence reigns again...]


No, no, no, no, no, NO! Stand up! Get up! Grow! Obey! Return!

[Until a child begins to shriek in anger.]

((OOC: Judge sub-plot event. I'll be tagging and playing with this until tomorrow or so. The status effect game will continue and will end at the stated time. Ping Parrot in chan if you have any questions.))

((EDIT: NAP TIME. I WILL BE BACK. BACK))

Who: Bunnycorn
Where: Monocottage
When: Day 287, evening
What: Welcome back, angel; memories; second childhoods; random shenanigans.

Home sweet home! Is it weird that I want to break out into song?