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Life of the mind (open)
Jul. 4th, 2026 02:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hellonspectaclesWho: Palamedes Sextus (hellonspectacles) & open
What: Pal gets a job at the local library
When: Early July
Where: Graymere Public Library
Warning(s): NA
( You might say 'Scholar' recognizes the specialist, and 'Warden' recognizes the duty )
hellonspectacles) & open What: Pal gets a job at the local library
When: Early July
Where: Graymere Public Library
Warning(s): NA
( You might say 'Scholar' recognizes the specialist, and 'Warden' recognizes the duty )
Closed | Survival Song
Jul. 1st, 2026 02:42 pmsimplesimonWho: Simon Petrikov (simplesimon) & Marik Ishtar (thetombkeeper)
What:
Touching base on the matters of life, death and an untimely murder, as well as the offer someone couldn't refuse.
When:
Late Paradesium Event and Pre-Cukefest
Where:
Paradesium Unified Camp & Marik Ishtar's Home
Warning(s):
Described/Accounts of Murder/Gore/Cannibalism, discussion of depression/paranoia, cults, and possibly others that will be updated as they go on.
( And I give thanks to all of you for withstanding / The story of how we learned how to survive )
simplesimon) & Marik Ishtar (thetombkeeper)What:
Touching base on the matters of life, death and an untimely murder, as well as the offer someone couldn't refuse.
When:
Late Paradesium Event and Pre-Cukefest
Where:
Paradesium Unified Camp & Marik Ishtar's Home
Warning(s):
Described/Accounts of Murder/Gore/Cannibalism, discussion of depression/paranoia, cults, and possibly others that will be updated as they go on.
( And I give thanks to all of you for withstanding / The story of how we learned how to survive )
jeveuxpartirWho: Pomni, Ragatha, and Kinger
What: The girls have a surprise!
When: June 21st - Father's Day
Where: Patchwork Ranch
( And daughters will love like you do )
What: The girls have a surprise!
When: June 21st - Father's Day
Where: Patchwork Ranch
( And daughters will love like you do )
(open.) the breath of the morning
Jun. 4th, 2026 10:05 pmpragmatischWho: Eva Stratt (pragmatisch) & open
What: Settling into the island before and after Cukefest
When: June
Where: Varied - see prompts.
Warning(s): Noted in headers if needed.
( i keep forgetting the smell of the warm summer air )
pragmatisch) & openWhat: Settling into the island before and after Cukefest
When: June
Where: Varied - see prompts.
Warning(s): Noted in headers if needed.
( i keep forgetting the smell of the warm summer air )
[OTA] I'm asking why! (I'm asking why!)
Jun. 3rd, 2026 12:42 pmthetombkeeperWho: Marik Ishtar (thetombkeeper), briefly Matikanefukukitaru (fukuyokoi), Chenzira the Yamask, and others
What: Marik finds out about King Halo's departure from Pumpkin Hollow
When: Sometime after everyone returns from Paradesium but before Cukefest
Where: 109 Windflower Lane — Marik's House on the southern side of town
Warning(s): Extreme emotions, brief mentions of bodily fluid, family death, and possessiveness
( Nobody gives an answer, I'm just asking why. )
[Marik will be holed up in his house for about a week, not speaking with anyone unless they come to him, and won't have his perfume stand set up either. Matikanefukukitaru will drag him out of the house for Cukefest though.]
thetombkeeper), briefly Matikanefukukitaru (fukuyokoi), Chenzira the Yamask, and othersWhat: Marik finds out about King Halo's departure from Pumpkin Hollow
When: Sometime after everyone returns from Paradesium but before Cukefest
Where: 109 Windflower Lane — Marik's House on the southern side of town
Warning(s): Extreme emotions, brief mentions of bodily fluid, family death, and possessiveness
( Nobody gives an answer, I'm just asking why. )
[Marik will be holed up in his house for about a week, not speaking with anyone unless they come to him, and won't have his perfume stand set up either. Matikanefukukitaru will drag him out of the house for Cukefest though.]
OTA | Dinner & Diatribes
Apr. 30th, 2026 03:38 pmyourtwocentsWho: Lazarus Mezzasalma (yourtwocents) & You!
What: Various Acts of Indulgence and Hedonism as he settles in.
When: Mid-Late April through to the end of Spring
Where: Various - Pumpkin Hollow, Crane's Ridge, Paradesium
Warning(s): themes of excessive consumption, heavy drinking & smoking, one prompt specifically features the Brothel and will have those mature themes in play.
( Hell is a talking type )
yourtwocents) & You!What: Various Acts of Indulgence and Hedonism as he settles in.
When: Mid-Late April through to the end of Spring
Where: Various - Pumpkin Hollow, Crane's Ridge, Paradesium
Warning(s): themes of excessive consumption, heavy drinking & smoking, one prompt specifically features the Brothel and will have those mature themes in play.
( Hell is a talking type )
gooddefenseWho: Dmitri "North Dakota" Katina & his merry band of love interests
What: Dates!
When: Throughout late April and early May
Where: Various
Warning(s): Discussion potentially may turn to the circumstances of his death in April, or threads may turn NSFW. Will be marked appropriately, so check individual threads!
( I can ride my bike with no handlebars )
What: Dates!
When: Throughout late April and early May
Where: Various
Warning(s): Discussion potentially may turn to the circumstances of his death in April, or threads may turn NSFW. Will be marked appropriately, so check individual threads!
( I can ride my bike with no handlebars )
[NPC Open] A Day for All Seasons
Apr. 27th, 2026 05:22 pmpsalmofseasonsSpring is Coming with a Strawberry in the Mouth
Call upon Serranai, Mother of Spring and Land
In the dappled light of morning amid the pines of Lockwood Forest, it is not uncommon to hear music. The sweet whine of pan pipes, the gentle drifting melody of a harp, the strange tart pluck of dulcimer strings. But most commonly, the jaunty bellowing of an accordion, as that is the goddess's favorite instrument. Call out to her, and she will answer.
In the night and on rainy days, it is more common to find her deep within the embrace of the earth, amid a concert hall of stone and foliage. If you hear a woman's laughter in Paradesium, you have nothing to fear--- though you may be dragged into a game of tag before you are able to catch her, should her whims decide it.
A Summer Night in Domita
Call upon Kora, Mother of Summer and Sea
On days when the weather's bearable, sometimes you'll find an unusual woman at Tawny Beach. Raven hair billows in the sunlight, often only partially tamed by a tri-corner hat with an array of feathers and cold pins on the right side. The warmer the weather, the less clothing she wears. She can often be found lounging on the beach with a bottle of rum, sitting perched on a rock jutting out from the side of the Bluffs, or on the docks, milling around. If you're very lucky, you may find her aboard her moored ship, the Golden Sun, a stunning ship constructed of dark wood with gilded railing and glowing gold mainsails bearing a white sunburst emblem.
Up by Eeltooth Lagoon, where the island slopes back toward the sea, those who come in search of strength of heart when it rains will find the Mother of All Waters swinging in a hammock under the cover of two willow trees, singing away as the raindrops pelting her collection of empty bottles harmonizes with her.
Mary Celeste was found alone
The fate of her crew is still unknown
Murder, fraud, or acts bizarre
No one can say but chances are
They're down, downed, and drowned
Downed and drowned and never found
Hail the Revenge for their bravery
Tried to escape fighting 53
The surrender of her last 16 crew
Couldn't save her boards from the briny blue
They're down, downed, and drowned
Downed and drowned and never found
They're down, drowned in the depths below
Where the sun don't shine and the winds don't blow
And the timbers crack and the mainstay fails
We'll all find peace wrapped within our sails.
When Autumn Leaves
Call upon Celestine, Mother of Autumn and Sky
There's not much call to climb Crane's Ridge when it isn't life or death, or mid-November. Accessible by train, it's typically only the mining crew who scales the mountain any other time, though those attending the hot springs get somewhat close to the summit.
But climb past the train station and up toward the sky, and chances are you'll find a tall, slender, radiant woman with dark skin and eyes the current color of the sky gazing out toward the horizon, or standing in an outdoor stone kitchen, crafting cloudstuff in a shiny silver pot and simmering starlight before bottling them and placing them on a wooden shelf.
Other days, wandering up by the Bluffs might lead you to a little house that you're sure wasn't there before. A cottage, small and modest, with a flourishing vegetable garden and a smoking chimney. That very same woman sits in a bay window, reading peacefully. But she wouldn't mind company. There'll be a cup of coffee or tea waiting for you inside, and it smells distinctly like something delicious is baking.
White Winter Hymnal
Call upon Mortanne, Mother of Winter and Beyond
There is only one place to find Mortanne, aside from that office you found yourself in when you were first offered a place in Pumpkin Hollow.
Fall's promise is that Winter is soon to follow, and thus, you can find Mother Death in her mourning garb standing in the cemetery that is thusly named. She strolls between the graves, sits straight-backed on the benches, or lingers before the Leeds family mausoleum, looking for all the world like just a mourner. But you know better, don't you?
Occasionally, however, Mortanne will send for you. Should you see a strange white horse anywhere on the island, staring intently at you, follow where it leads. Mother would like a word with you.
Happy Birthday King Halo!
Apr. 23rd, 2026 09:40 pmovertookallWho: King Halo and YOU! Everyone's Invited!
What: King Halo's Birthday Bash!
When: April 23rd
Where: Festival Green
Warning(s): Alcohol mentioned
Congrats! You are invited to King Halo's Nineteenth Birthday Party!
Don't know who that is? Got to Pumpkin Hollow just a fortnight ago? Don't know what a birthday is?
Doesn't matter! You still got an invitation either handed to you personally, in your mailbox, slipped under your door- somehow or another, you got invited. No presents required, all she wants for her birthday is to treat everyone to a nice party.
If you choose to come (which you absolutely should, just saying) there's a number of events going on and things to do. Or maybe you're walking past the festival green and happen to get dragged into the festivities? Either way, you're here now!
( happy birthday to her! )
What: King Halo's Birthday Bash!
When: April 23rd
Where: Festival Green
Warning(s): Alcohol mentioned
Congrats! You are invited to King Halo's Nineteenth Birthday Party!
Don't know who that is? Got to Pumpkin Hollow just a fortnight ago? Don't know what a birthday is?
Doesn't matter! You still got an invitation either handed to you personally, in your mailbox, slipped under your door- somehow or another, you got invited. No presents required, all she wants for her birthday is to treat everyone to a nice party.
If you choose to come (which you absolutely should, just saying) there's a number of events going on and things to do. Or maybe you're walking past the festival green and happen to get dragged into the festivities? Either way, you're here now!
( happy birthday to her! )
[OPEN MINGLE] Veterans Poker Night
Apr. 19th, 2026 05:25 pmownpersonWho: Agent South Dakota (ownperson) & Agent North Dakota (gooddefense) and you!
What: Card game social night for ex-soldiers/veterans and similar types!
When: Mid-late April
Where: 487 Juniper Street / North Star Farm, in Northwest Hollow
Warning(s): Alcohol use probably, war/conflict talk likely, others TBA as necessary
( Read more... )
ownperson) & Agent North Dakota (gooddefense) and you!What: Card game social night for ex-soldiers/veterans and similar types!
When: Mid-late April
Where: 487 Juniper Street / North Star Farm, in Northwest Hollow
Warning(s): Alcohol use probably, war/conflict talk likely, others TBA as necessary
( Read more... )
[Closed] The Business of Emotion
Apr. 16th, 2026 01:17 pmpsalmofseasonsWho: Celestine & the Allied Mastercomputer
What: An unorthodox new arrival requires a customized approach
When: April
Where: Cyberspace?
Warning(s): TBD, probably some cruel or intolerant language, references to torture, semi-unreality
( I know just what to show you. )
What: An unorthodox new arrival requires a customized approach
When: April
Where: Cyberspace?
Warning(s): TBD, probably some cruel or intolerant language, references to torture, semi-unreality
( I know just what to show you. )
(open) The world is cursed, but...
Apr. 15th, 2026 11:36 pmxiaoxiuyaWhat: Somehow, you find reasons to keep living.
Who: Shen Qingqiu
When: After the death of Eligos.
Where: Martin Blackwood's tea house
Warning(s): None
( Forgive me, I'm not making any sense... )
Who: Shen Qingqiu
When: After the death of Eligos.
Where: Martin Blackwood's tea house
Warning(s): None
( Forgive me, I'm not making any sense... )
(open.) i'll leave you as you were
Apr. 9th, 2026 02:15 pmabhorrentlyWho: Fever (abhorrently) & open.
What: Trying to live life post Eligos's fall.
When: Latter half of April and beyond.
Where: Across Marrow Isle
Warning(s): Will be noted in thread headers.
( so just take me as i am )
abhorrently) & open. What: Trying to live life post Eligos's fall.
When: Latter half of April and beyond.
Where: Across Marrow Isle
Warning(s): Will be noted in thread headers.
( so just take me as i am )
hemonautWho: Simon (hemonaut) & YOU
What: Simon's still getting his bearings, and that involves, among other things, finding a job.
When: After the fall of Eligos
Where: Around town, and then on his farm
Warning(s): The prompt titled "It really ain't that far" includes Iron Lung spoilers and canon-typical blood and body horror flashbacks. Similar flashbacks may occur in threads, but for the content of the threads themselves there's nothing spicy happening.
"Package for you."
Or maybe he's just looking for an odd job, and you're there looking busy.
"Hey. You need help with anything?"
...Or, if you're an Enforcer, he's just kind of looking sketchy and bothering people for work.
The recruitment posters smile down at him, peeking out from behind the community notices and ads, friendly reminders of the jobs that need doing. Laborers laying down cobblestone streets, fishermen hauling nets full of silver bodies onto the deck of a ship, a farmer, with a wagon full of verdant armfuls of fresh vegetables.
"When the last son of Eden joins the grove, there will be a thousand trees!"
Blood, thick and sticky, pouring into his eyes, his nose, his mouth, soaking through his clothes and burning like acid on his skin. His face burns like it's tearing open, like every scream is splitting his mouth open wider, sharp teeth like claws splitting his cheek. And then a rupture, a release, a thousand ropy roots flooding through his veins and bursting out of his body, defiant and beautiful and alive, reaching for the surface with a thousand clawing branches, as desperate to live as Simon.
And, for Simon: darkness. Surrender. Death. A warm blanket in an office with a white-haired woman, and a body that now felt too small to hold him.
It wasn't what he had imagined, and he doubted it was what Father had imagined too, but... Well, he couldn't deny that there were thousands of trees.
"...How come I'm the only one here to see it?"
Sometime later, Simon is coming out of town hall with a key and a deed in his hand, looking at both like some kind of arcane objects that he's never seen before.
The thing about signing up for a new job is that it isn't move-in ready. About a week, town hall said, to get him set up with the resources he needs to succeed. Which leaves him a week to tell his camping buddy that he's moving out.
"...Would you be...mad at me, if I told you I got a job?" he asks, pushing around his dinner with a spoon. His bowl is balanced on his knees and braced on one side with his stump. He's not sure why he said it that way, why her opinion matters to him so much. But she's been kind to him, opened up her camp to him and then let him come back, after...all that that happened. Having another person beside him has made it so much easier to adjust, and knowing that there's just one person has made it less overwhelming than trying to stay at the inn in town.
A few days after Simon heads out to his farm, he's in town at the Community board, with a notice of his own:
WANTED
manual help getting a farm started. cleaning up weeds, maybe chopping down a few trees. someone who knows what they're doing preferred.
YOU GET
free ride back and forth
2 meals
free firewood if you want
75 brass
And then he sits on the back of his cart and waits for takers.
At the farm, he wasn't lying about it needing some work. He's cleaned out the well by himself, and cleared out weeds, vines, and small trees around the perimeter of an area about 60 feet by 20 feet. The house itself looks drafty but stable, but his priority is getting plants in the ground. A single brown chicken bobs around the overgrown land, burbling to herself and pecking at bugs she finds. A green, leafy grass-type Pokemon helps by trying to pull out plants bigger than she is.
But he's ready to get to work, getting down in the weeds and using the claw to hack at the roots to make the weeds easier to pull.
hemonaut) & YOUWhat: Simon's still getting his bearings, and that involves, among other things, finding a job.
When: After the fall of Eligos
Where: Around town, and then on his farm
Warning(s): The prompt titled "It really ain't that far" includes Iron Lung spoilers and canon-typical blood and body horror flashbacks. Similar flashbacks may occur in threads, but for the content of the threads themselves there's nothing spicy happening.
You gotta dig a little deeper
It's been a rough adjustment period for Simon, even before he was kidnapped and all of that shit happened. But now that the excitement is over, he's back in the town and still adrift. Taking odd jobs and delivery gigs, and still sleeping rough out in the woods at night, he moves around the town like a specter. Maybe it's your package he's delivering, holding it out with his good hand."Package for you."
Or maybe he's just looking for an odd job, and you're there looking busy.
"Hey. You need help with anything?"
...Or, if you're an Enforcer, he's just kind of looking sketchy and bothering people for work.
It really ain't that far
As he often does, Simon stands in front of the community bulletin board. However, today he's not really looking at the jobs on the board, lost in thought as he carefully worries a small, cracked glass pendant in his hand. This is not something he's had before, especially notable since he's been kind of looking more like a vagabond than a laggard, wearing all his clothing in layers like someone will take it away from him if he doesn't know exactly where it is.The recruitment posters smile down at him, peeking out from behind the community notices and ads, friendly reminders of the jobs that need doing. Laborers laying down cobblestone streets, fishermen hauling nets full of silver bodies onto the deck of a ship, a farmer, with a wagon full of verdant armfuls of fresh vegetables.
"When the last son of Eden joins the grove, there will be a thousand trees!"
Blood, thick and sticky, pouring into his eyes, his nose, his mouth, soaking through his clothes and burning like acid on his skin. His face burns like it's tearing open, like every scream is splitting his mouth open wider, sharp teeth like claws splitting his cheek. And then a rupture, a release, a thousand ropy roots flooding through his veins and bursting out of his body, defiant and beautiful and alive, reaching for the surface with a thousand clawing branches, as desperate to live as Simon.
And, for Simon: darkness. Surrender. Death. A warm blanket in an office with a white-haired woman, and a body that now felt too small to hold him.
It wasn't what he had imagined, and he doubted it was what Father had imagined too, but... Well, he couldn't deny that there were thousands of trees.
"...How come I'm the only one here to see it?"
Sometime later, Simon is coming out of town hall with a key and a deed in his hand, looking at both like some kind of arcane objects that he's never seen before.
You'll find out what you need [CLOSED to Aloy]
The thing about signing up for a new job is that it isn't move-in ready. About a week, town hall said, to get him set up with the resources he needs to succeed. Which leaves him a week to tell his camping buddy that he's moving out.
"...Would you be...mad at me, if I told you I got a job?" he asks, pushing around his dinner with a spoon. His bowl is balanced on his knees and braced on one side with his stump. He's not sure why he said it that way, why her opinion matters to him so much. But she's been kind to him, opened up her camp to him and then let him come back, after...all that that happened. Having another person beside him has made it so much easier to adjust, and knowing that there's just one person has made it less overwhelming than trying to stay at the inn in town.
Blue skies and sunshine, guaranteed
A few days after Simon heads out to his farm, he's in town at the Community board, with a notice of his own:
WANTED
manual help getting a farm started. cleaning up weeds, maybe chopping down a few trees. someone who knows what they're doing preferred.
YOU GET
free ride back and forth
2 meals
free firewood if you want
75 brass
And then he sits on the back of his cart and waits for takers.
At the farm, he wasn't lying about it needing some work. He's cleaned out the well by himself, and cleared out weeds, vines, and small trees around the perimeter of an area about 60 feet by 20 feet. The house itself looks drafty but stable, but his priority is getting plants in the ground. A single brown chicken bobs around the overgrown land, burbling to herself and pecking at bugs she finds. A green, leafy grass-type Pokemon helps by trying to pull out plants bigger than she is.
But he's ready to get to work, getting down in the weeds and using the claw to hack at the roots to make the weeds easier to pull.
jaxintheboxWho: Jax (jaxinthebox), Pomni (jeveuxpartir), & Ragatha (raggedydamn) (and potentially other CR!)
What:Reconnecting after the fall of King Eligos
When: The days following the incidents on March 15th
Where: Jax's townhouse, Downtown Hollow
Warning(s): Suicidal ideation, past gore, and everything that goes into that :)
( Went out to look for a reason to hide again )
jaxinthebox), Pomni (jeveuxpartir), & Ragatha (raggedydamn) (and potentially other CR!)What:Reconnecting after the fall of King Eligos
When: The days following the incidents on March 15th
Where: Jax's townhouse, Downtown Hollow
Warning(s): Suicidal ideation, past gore, and everything that goes into that :)
( Went out to look for a reason to hide again )
