IN FULL BLOOM( APRIL 6TH )
april 6 ↴ MINI EVENT: IN FULL BLOOM It's unlikely you see the catalyst of this event, or at least understand it. The entirety of Asgard can be, and frequently is tied to the Gods that protect it and what they have dominion over. The latent curses that Wanderers have sprung upon them are intangible proof, but when it comes to a God like Sigyn...her ties to the world are much more visible, apparent.
She's holed herself up in her district, tending to the earth with her hands and tools, like a human would. It distracts her, makes it easier to force her mind to feel things it isn't otherwise. Most Gods would know this comes with side effects; if snapped out of the state, she would as well. Right now, it's not so pressing a matter.
Her emotional unsteadiness doesn't come out as ugly or marred as one might imagine -- no, if you're standing outside when the magic takes effect, you'll be surprised to see large clumps of flowers curling up from the earth and blooming blossoms larger than they should be almost immediately after coming into complete existence. Some locations for these plants make no sense, taking root anywhere they please. Maybe in a patch of soil, or maybe on the side of a wall. Your roof, your bathtub, the very sleeve of your shirt.
Their sudden appearance may cause you alarm, enough to stay away on instinct. It's likely for naught, with just how plentiful they are. Smelling their aroma or coming into contact with their pollen is basically an inevitability. And when you do...something strange will happen.
- ASPHODEL → This flower will cause the feeling of soul-crushing regret and guilt. What's the one thing that you regret the most? The one thing you would change if you could turn back time? It's time to have that thrown back in your face for the next twelve hours, assuming you're not exposed to this pollen again. In the case that there is no big thing that you regret or feel guilty about, it'll be some small minor thing that has been exacerbated in your mind by the pollen to the point that it is now a big deal as well.
- CARNATION → After coming into contact with this flower, you feel a pull of absolutely clinginess that draws you towards someone you have some degree of fondness for, be it romantic or platonic in nature. There's this niggling feeling that won't stop pestering you, that you simply have to be in close proximity to this person. Hovering, observing, touching. Once you are? The feeling goes away. This magic tether lasts throughout the day, despite how your target may feel about it. If for some reason you can't be near this person, like they force you away by some magical means, your desperation strengthens as the proximity remains broken.
- EDELWEISS → This one will cause you to become extremely reckless. It goes beyond developing or exacerbating a hero complex. It's like experiencing l'appel du vide for twelve hours and actually listening to it. You won't be very susceptible to reason without some magic to put a stop to you, and your sense of consequence? Completely out the window.
- POPPY → Upon close contact with these flowers, you experience mild to severe synesthesia for anywhere from ten minutes to a couple of hours. Your senses mingle. You smell colours, see sounds. It often comes with a very mild sense of euphoria, but some find it disorienting instead.
- GENTANIA → When's the last time you had a good night's sleep? A few days? Weeks? Prior to ever showing up here? Here, let's help with that. The pollen from Gentania andrewsii, commonly known as a closed or bottle gentian, will instantly put anyone who comes in contact with it to sleep. It doesn't matter if they're sitting, standing, driving or swimming. They will fall into a deep sleep, varying anywhere from six to twelve hours. For the duration of that time, they will experience vivid nightmares, and will only awaken after experiencing sleep paralysis.
- IRIS → Apparently you're allergic to this flower. Don't worry, everyone else is too. Contact with this pollen causes a painful burning sensation. Don't scratch or rub at it, because that'll only cause it to spread. Washing the afflicted area or applying any sort of ointment or balm won't help. Tough it out. It'll only last a couple of hours.
The flowers definitely overstay their welcome, as does their magic. The blooms themselves will fall off and uproot themselves from their unnatural settings after about a week. The magic? It sticks with the plants for a whole day. The curse you're hit with might not last as long, but this means being careful: there's always the chance of being afflicted again. Maybe with two curses at once!
How will you know the curse is over? Maybe if you can put two and two together, you'll wake up in the morning and notice stepping outside doesn't...smell the way it usually does. The grass, any stray flowers, trees. None of them have any whiff of a scent. MOD NOTES This is the April mini-event before our bigger event later in the month! Note that you can stack flower curse effects except for the Gentania curse that puts someone to sleep. |
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"I don't think I could ever manage a house like the one you lived in at home," he jokes. From the way she describes it, he knows Downton is a formidable place, but here it would be practically impossible to get a place like that. Not to mention that Jim would think it to be far too huge, unless he could convince Mary to let others take up all the empty rooms.
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She smiles. "I was taking over more and more of the management every day before I came here," Mary says. "My parents are both still alive, but Downton will inevitably pass to me before it passes to my son. It's a lot of work sometimes, but it's worth it. I miss it." Mary sighs and rests her head on Jim's shoulder. "I wish you could see it."
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"Wish I could see it too," he smiles a little, voice fond. He wouldn't really want to live there, as much as he cares for Mary he knows it would all be just a little too much, but if there was a chance for him to somehow visit the place, he would absolutely take it.
"Wish I could show you where I come from too. It'd be pretty wild to you, but I'd like to shared that with you, anyway."
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She can't even picture how that works. A machine that just spits out a meal, fully cooked? How do all the ingredients get in there? How is it cooked and formed? Mary knows that's only one of the things in Jim's time that she would struggle to comprehend.
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Then again, plenty in her time would boggle and confuse him too. He honestly doesn't think he'd have any easier a time adapting or accepting any of it.
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Plus, he's the type of person who is unapologetic about who he is. He would take some stance that would be considered radical at the time (like sleeping with both men and women) and get himself made into a pariah or, at worst, killed. Jim's safer in the future where he belongs.
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"Let me cook you something special tonight," he asks, fingers brushing through her hair. "Then... let's dance together. Like we did on our first date." Yes, he totally counts that one. "And I want you to spend the night with me."
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She smiles at him, color appearing high in her cheeks. "Goodness," she says, "that sounds awfully romantic, doesn't it?"
Jim's probably the most romantic man she's ever met. Maybe that's how men are where he comes from.
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"So? What do you say?" He hugs her close, kissing her cheek, then her lips. "Will you let me sweep you off your feet?"
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