Sabra La Tau

Who: EVERYONE
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: Day 289, post-good ends
What: ...

[so how are you feeling sabra la tau]

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 289, noon
What: Good Ends

[The Call that resounds from the Arena is loud, echoing to every part of Sabra. A regal crescendo of notes and then anticipatory silence. Should you follow it today, the Arena is that strange darkened landscape again...

Simple darkness fills your vision, no delineation between up and down, walls or even the floor. You can only see the throne in the far off distance, and three pathways each covered with a lush carpet: gold, orange, and lavender. One bears the sigil of the hunter, club upraised and a string of jewels shining in his belt. The second has several foxes embroidered cunningly into the cloth, their silhouettes nearly invisible against the background. Finally, a great peacock adorns the third, its many tailfeathers rising nearly the entire length of the path. Should you turn around, there is no exit yet, but there is a small table holing a punch bowl and several large party platters.

However, should you follow either of the pathways, the landscape begins to change...]

[ Orion | Vulpecula | Pavo | Everyone else | Memories | Wishes | Departures--- SURPRISE TWIST ]

Who: Anyone
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: Day 289, morning
What: ON A MISSION

[Arson is walking around Sabra, looking for some people...]

Who: Dumb morons
Where: The Arena
When: Day 289, morning (TIMEBENDING LIKE CRAZY somehow we are back before good ends)
What: Bad decisions

[ringing the Ophiuchus bell]

YO, BLACK-HEARTED BASTARDS! SEND UP THE DUMBEST MORON YOU GOT! I'M ASSUMING IT'LL MOST LIKELY BE PARROT!

Who: The Gentleman, anyone
Where: Sitting on top of Apus
When: Day 288, evening
What: Chilling, RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN

[A dapper, elderly man sits on the edge of the Apus dorms roof. He doesn't seem overly remarkable past his presence... a well tended hat and immaculate suit, polished dress shoes... but there's something about him that ... makes him hard to look directly AT.

He has a rather fancy, bottled beer sitting next to him, and is idly pulling on a fishing pole now and then. The line is... down into the hole that swallowed Cygnus.

He's humming a rather cheerful ditty, as if it was a fine day for fishing.]

Who: HYDRACULARS
Where: HAYDROCULA
When: Day 288, post-game
What: HYDRACLUAAHH

[Finally, a breather between games and plot and games. idk about you guys but I'm grumpy as shit. You can tell because I'm not humming while decapitating the day's fish.]

Who: VICTIMS Anyone, Trixie.
Where: Anywhere.
When: Day 288, afternoon.
What: Sorta dehiatus, PICKPOCKETING 8U

[Whether blank or Ophiuchus, if you look like she might be able to lift something off of you, this lil' nuisance (who, up 'til now, has been on a fruitless treasure hunt out in the wild yonder) is gonna give it her best shot.]

[ALART ALART!! A SMALL PEBBLE FALLING OUT OF NOWHERE TO BONK YOU ON THE HEAD!! What do.]

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: Orange, Arson, Parrot, and any Ophi's that want to scrounge some food
Where: Ophiuchus barracks
When: Day 287, evening
What: Dinner

[Everything is so much harder when you lose an arm! Luckily Orange has a tiny helper giving him a hand (no pun intended) to prepare dinner. Also there is a genderswitched Parrot to complete the family image.]

Pass me those carrots?

Who: those who would bathe
Where: the baths
When: Day 287
What: bathing

*folks are age changed and genderswapped and sometimes animals, what better time to show off in the bath?*

Who: Everyone
Where: Arena
When: Day 287, early morning (We knew you well, day 286)
What: Status effect game

[The bleating of goats once again bring you to the arena. A statue of a sleepy child greets you on the throne]

Come play once more, blanks.

[The area around the throne is a child's playground today, with a swing set, slides, a ball pit, and a container filled with water balloons. Tables lined with colored cloth (including Ophiuchus) are arranged at the foot of the throne. On each table, lies a single nerf gun with foam darts and a bowl of small round stones just enough for each member of the team. (All of them also in their respective team colors. The Ophi table has more nerf guns on it)]

Take a stone. Bring them to your team if you wish.


[Mingle | Game Start | Playground | Thread Submission (Deadline: 8.30AM 6.30AM EST Thursday)]

((Note 1: Guideline for deaging (Stolen from Mirror)
P.S: It is also possible to be physically deaged without being mentally deaged, if that is a thing you want to play with.
Note 2: Everyone's uniforms will fit their deaged/sexswapped/etc self.
Ping Parrot on IRC if you have questions))

Who: Hydracula, whoever
Where: Skullcrusher mountain, ON THE ROOF.
When: Day 286, morning
What: Some really loud blank being LOUD

[There's a tiny new blank on top of Hydracula's dorm roof, and he is busy shouting at no one in particular. He's really, really, really loud]

KYAHAHAH! HIGH PLACES SUIT SOMEONE AS MAGNIFICENT AS ME! LOOK AT ME, I AM A MAN WHO ALWAYS STAYS ON TOP OF THINGS! THIS GREAT ME IS A MAN WHO CAN RULE OVER THE EARTH AS WELL AS THE SKY!

[he's having the time of his life]

Who: Ash, any
Where: Up the northeastern path
When: Day 285, evening
What: :)

[It's a calm evening, the great, blind dragon lays curled around her clutch of eggs mingled in with an Ophiuchus and various pokemon. The bones of the meal - some of it roasted for that strange child that can't eat raw raptor as well - strewn around them.

In fact, it would be the most pleasant environment for Ash and Pikachu to join in on the nap with the mamadragon when...

Something behind him twitches.]

Who: Hydracula and guests
Where: SKULLCRUSHER MOUNTAIN
When: Day 285, morning
What:

[It's late morning. In fact, it might be late morning enough to actually be calling it getting closer to noon. But a certain sharkling has found a glorious loophole in the wake the shark game of the mornings... the fact that eggs DO generally need to be warm. As such, he's STILL curled up in a large nest of blankets around him and the raptor egg.




This would not be unusual, it having BEEN the pattern of fussing for the past few days, if he hadn't sort of stretched out OVER other teammates today. DO YOU ESCAPE THIS TRAP OF WARM AND COZY? DO YOU?]

Who: Hydracula, visitors.
Where: Mt. Skullcrusher.
When: Day 283, post-game.
What: Memoriiiiiiieeesss.

[Wwwwaiting for people to come back from the game.

ON THE COMMON ROOM CEILING.

… Are you lucky enough to be below her? Because SUDDENLY A DROPNINJA 8|a]

Who: HYDRACULA
Where: HYDRACULA
When: Day 280, postgame (late afternoonish?)
What: Home sweet fedoraskull

Sure is good to be home after a long day at work, eh fellas?

By the way, just in case Trixie's still feeling sick, I found some medicine.

[present: secret vodka stash]

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 280, morning
What: :) :) :)!!

[As soon as your torches relight -- or slightly before, is that even possible? -- Mirror's call tugs you out of your beds and towards the arena. For those of you who feel it, it's unusually persistent and difficult to resist today. Like a glass hook caught around your legs, pulling you along without caring much about your feelings on the matter.

Mirror's statue perches on her throne, the usual silver of her statue subtly altered. Glassy, almost translucent in areas, but still deeply reflective. More disturbing still is the layout in the arena today: a parody of the Good End celebrations you've seen for your teammates, with tall glass boxes replacing team banners and tables (marked in team colors) filled with nothing but plates of glass shards and bottles of clear vodka.

Except for Bunnycorn's table. They get (alcoholic) punch and nachos.]

Are you all here yet? I hope so. This is going to be fun.

[Mingle | Columns | Rules | Endgame | Memories]

Who: Hydracula and visitors
Where: Skullcrusher mountain
When: Day 279, mid-late morning
What: GOOD LIFE CHOICES

[It's just as the pandemonium is clearing up, a special knock sounds out on the Hydracula dorm's door.

Between them, they seem absolutely unhurt... and carrying something in a swath of green and orange blankets between them.]

Who: Anyone
Where: Out of doors
When: Day 279, morning
What:

[ For most Blanks, it's another new day in Sabra La Tau. Plants to be gathered, animals to be hunted for, tools to be made or perfected, explorations of those yet-to-be-traversed back tunnels... perhaps Conversations to be had, though maybe not out in the open. ]

[ For the more observant, the air might feel just that little bit colder today.... and for those closer to the north, with more well-honed instincts than most, there's a vague sense of unease. ]

[[ OOC: Put locations in the titles of your comments! Otherwise, feel free to also treat this as a general post for other shenanigans of your own :|b ]]

Who: Chika, hydracula
Where: Hydracula
When: Day 275, post game
What:

[Someone missed the game earlier today. And for some reason, he's still sleeping in his room despite usually being an early riser]