Day 6: Morning

[wizardseason]

Morning: 6:00am - 12:00noon

[ IRL Timeframe: October 31st - November 7th 13th, 2019 ]

In the typically quiet town of Craydon, most residents know that the beach is only a short walk away from the train station at the base of the mountainous region they live in. They've constructed a long wooden path out to the edge of the sandy area, with a number of benches available for any residents. Typically there are a handful of locals either walking, relaxing, fishing, or ocean watching on this normally quiet and uneventful beach. But today, at sunrise, the Wizard and the Protector are on the beach. The Wizard has made short work of sending everyone away but a few have remained to post it to social media.

It's a stalemate, for the most part. For every blow one flings, the other parries it. For every shout, there's one in return. Most unsettling, however, is that they're arguing in a language that isn't native to this world.

Far Haven isn't having an uneventful morning but it is having a quiet morning. The Hospital is looking better after the events of Day 5, the front doors are now available for use and a construction team is hard at work undoing the damage that had been done the previous day. It's definitely not fixed yet, but it's clearly on the way.

That isn't the big event that's drawing people's attention, though. Six, today's monster, has borrowed a chair from inside the hospital's lobby and placed it in the courtyard right outside the front doors. He can be found sitting, one leg propped up over the other and showing off one of the cowboy boots he's wearing, with a clipboard leaned up on his leg. Two of his arms are sitting on the armrests, casually drumming like he's impatient. Two more arms are folded across his front, and the last two arms are holding and writing on the clipboard. His yellow skin is bright as the sunlight hits him, but he's clearly ready for the sun with a pair of aviator sunglasses covering his eyes. Are there multiple eyes under there? He's wearing a cowboy hat with a white bandana around his neck and thick hair(?) bound up in a ponytail dangling off the back of the chair. This monster's a cowboy!

Oh, and there's a huge double-headed axe propped up against his chair. Can't forget that, that's scary.

Bamborough is a strange blend of eventful and not. The Child's boat is back and social media has made no secret of where they headed: Breakfast. The Bamborough Diner, a staple location in the tourist town, has been serving them meal after meal all morning. They're on their sixth meal, stuffing pancake after pancake into their mouth. They've been using the diner's picture-filled menu to order item after item and they haven't repeated one yet. It's time to EAT!

But with all this happening, surely the heroes won't be up to anything else? There's definitely no reason why the Wizard has suddenly chose to go toe-to-toe with the Protector this morning, right? No way, no how.

There's definitely a reason.


Sixth Morning Event:: The Fight.

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The Weather

• A little foggy.
• 55°F / 13°C
• Uh, grab a jacket, it's actually chilly.

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Prompts:

• 06:00am The Beach, Craydon: Today, at sunrise, the Wizard and the Protector are on the beach. The Wizard has made short work of sending everyone away but a few have remained to post it to social media.
  
  It's a stalemate, for the most part. For every blow one flings, the other parries it. For every shout, there's one in return. Most unsettling, however, is that they're arguing in a language that isn't native to this world.
  
  The heroes can try to get close, but they'll eventually find a barrier in their way. Is your hero here? Are they talking to others? Is there anything they can do? Or do they know more about what's happening than they've told others?


• 07:00am Harsen Island Regional Hospital, Far Haven: Far Haven isn't having an uneventful morning but it is having a quiet morning. The Hospital is looking better after the events of Day 5, the front doors are now available for use and a construction team is hard at work undoing the damage that had been done the previous day. It's definitely not fixed yet, but it's clearly on the way.
  
  That isn't the big event that's drawing people's attention, though. Six, today's monster, has borrowed a chair from inside the hospital's lobby and placed it in the courtyard right outside the front doors. He can be found sitting, one leg propped up over the other and showing off one of the cowboy boots he's wearing, with a clipboard leaned up on his leg. Two of his arms are sitting on the armrests, casually drumming like he's impatient. Two more arms are folded across his front, and the last two arms are holding and writing on the clipboard. His yellow skin is bright as the sunlight hits him, but he's clearly ready for the sun with a pair of aviator sunglasses covering his eyes. Are there multiple eyes under there? He's wearing a cowboy hat with a white bandana around his neck and thick hair(?) bound up in a ponytail dangling off the back of the chair. This monster's a cowboy!
  
  Oh, and there's a huge double-headed axe propped up against his chair. Can't forget that, that's scary.


• 08:00am Bamborough Diner, Bamborough: Bamborough is a strange blend of eventful and not. The Child's boat is back and social media has made no secret of where they headed: Breakfast. The Bamborough Diner, a staple location in the tourist town, has been serving them meal after meal all morning. They're on their sixth meal, stuffing pancake after pancake into their mouth. They've been using the diner's picture-filled menu to order item after item and they haven't repeated one yet. It's time to EAT!


• 0?:00am General Post, Anywhere: Are your characters interacting elsewhere? Are they texting everyone? Put any threads here that don't fit elsewhere with the time and location in the subject.

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Procedure:

Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around.

Comments

06:00am The Beach, Craydon:

[wizardseason]

Today, at sunrise, the Wizard and the Protector are on the beach. The Wizard has made short work of sending everyone away but a few have remained to post it to social media.

It's a stalemate, for the most part. For every blow one flings, the other parries it. For every shout, there's one in return. Most unsettling, however, is that they're arguing in a language that isn't native to this world.

The heroes can try to get close, but they'll eventually find a barrier in their way. Is your hero here? Are they talking to others? Is there anything they can do? Or do they know more about what's happening than they've told others?

[tropicalstorm]

Haizea is sat just past the edge of the barrier, only watching the confrontation for now. She's accepted she can't get closer, but she's decided to watch for now, munching on a nearly gone muffin as she does. As the Wizard and Protector exchange blows, she follows their hits, evaluating their fighting style, keeping careful notes in her head about both of them.

The Protector is especially interesting to her, as she'd missed out on seeing him in person before. What's his deal?

07:00am Harsen Island Regional Hospital, Far Haven:

[wizardseason]

Far Haven isn't having an uneventful morning but it is having a quiet morning. The Hospital is looking better after the events of Day 5, the front doors are now available for use and a construction team is hard at work undoing the damage that had been done the previous day. It's definitely not fixed yet, but it's clearly on the way.

That isn't the big event that's drawing people's attention, though. Six, today's monster, has borrowed a chair from inside the hospital's lobby and placed it in the courtyard right outside the front doors. He can be found sitting, one leg propped up over the other and showing off one of the cowboy boots he's wearing, with a clipboard leaned up on his leg. Two of his arms are sitting on the armrests, casually drumming like he's impatient. Two more arms are folded across his front, and the last two arms are holding and writing on the clipboard. His yellow skin is bright as the sunlight hits him, but he's clearly ready for the sun with a pair of aviator sunglasses covering his eyes. Are there multiple eyes under there? He's wearing a cowboy hat with a white bandana around his neck and thick hair(?) bound up in a ponytail dangling off the back of the chair. This monster's a cowboy!

Oh, and there's a huge double-headed axe propped up against his chair. Can't forget that, that's scary.

[sustainer]

Gyre doesn't make it out here until later in the morning, closer to noon. Hopefully Six has had a good day writing on a clipboard. Gyre walks right up to him, looking between him and his big axe for several seconds before he says, flatly, "If you want to fight someone, we can fight. Don't hurt other people though."

[wizardseason]

Yes, hello, Six is still here. Why would he be anywhere else? He raises his chin slightly, clearly looking towards Gyre as he approaches.

"Interesting." He speaks, his voice a deep drawl.

"What weapon do you see?" He asks, clearly referring to the--

It's no longer an axe leaning up against his seat. It's a longbow with a quiver of arrows laying at the side of the seat. It looks well made, some kind of dark or stained wood, with red engravings throughout its main surfaces.

[tropicalstorm]

Haizea hops the train to Far Haven after getting her fill of the Situation going on with the Wizard and the Protector in Craydon and makes it here at around 9am. She'd seen the footage of what happened at the hospital the day before, but figures it might be interesting to check out the scene where it all went down.

However, she did NOT expect the sixth monster to already be hanging out here. This one looks tough, and she starts to go for her brass knuckles in her pocket... before making herself let out a sigh and relax. If they're gonna fight, then they'll fight. No need to force it, that didn't help with Four, and all her willingness to fight didn't get her into one with Five. She can learn.

"Cool axe," she says to Six, with a nod.

[wizardseason]

Six's chin tilts up slightly as Haizea approaches, he notes that she doesn't look ready to fight. But then she makes that comment and--

The axe is gone. Instead there are six pairs of silver knuckles laying in an organized pile on the stone where the axe was.

"So you see an axe?" He asks, a small smile appearing on his face as he peers out from behind his sunglasses.

[eutychia]

Upon waking, Luka had felt a suspicious presence: the distant pull of a monster, unusually early. He recalled his meal with Ten, another monster who'd appeared outside of the usual times and hoped that this one might be as pleasant. Either way, Luka was curious, and so he made his way to Far Haven.

"Hey there!" Luka says, a fake peppiness to his voice as he walks up to where Six is seated. "Seen a lost sword around here? About this long? Opalescent? Stunning?"

[wizardseason]

As Luka approaches and declares the sword he's missing, he'll feel a sudden pull to that exact sword as a gentle sound of clattering fills the air. The former axe that had been leaning against Six's seat has now become the sword and that sword has now slid off and fallen on the ground. There's a particular sound that such a decorative sword makes, and this is that sword.

Or at least it sounds and feels a lot like that sword.

But he leans forward in his seat, the material crinkling as he looks at the princess.

"Oh? Is that the weapon that royalty uses? Something... Opalescent? Something stunning?" He questions, repeating the same words that Luka had used.

A moment later there's the soft scribbling sound of a pencil on paper as Six hastily writes those words down for his future use. What good words.

[daddykong]

Garrot, of course, had a nice long day of being on the mend. See, he'd shielded his allies from the gigantic explosion at the mountaintop, and, well... things went downhill from there. The obligatory medical treatment, the magically-induced mental malaise, it... it was all a lot. It turned out that his brain was basically mush through most of the prior day, and he'd barely been able to get out of bed while the hospital was engulfed in utter chaos. His mental faculties began to return to him though, and by the end of the day he was on the end of medically- and family-demanded bedrest. That meant he had downtime. He could catch up.

He could browse social media. Many hours after the fact.

Bursts of tiring, medically aided sleep meant that by the time his doctors gave the all clear, Garrot was plenty restless. It doesn't help that he's wearing a stupid novelty t-shirt and simple pants since his own clothes were messed up from the explosion. He'd have to drop by his own place as soon as possible, so he could-

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" Garrot is absolutely exasperated as he sees a new, non-Ten monster. With an axe. Next to the hospital. That's already been wrecked a lot. "You know, you're putting the hospital in danger just being here! Go somewhere else!" Think of the sick children, Six!

[wizardseason]

"Oh?" He immediately responds, perking up from his position in the chair.

"Is that possible? I'm not even wielding a weapon!" He sounds more interested than he does concerned about the danger he's being accused of being.

08:00am Bamborough Diner, Bamborough:

[wizardseason]

Bamborough is a strange blend of eventful and not. The Child's boat is back and social media has made no secret of where they headed: Breakfast. The Bamborough Diner, a staple location in the tourist town, has been serving them meal after meal all morning. They're on their sixth meal, stuffing pancake after pancake into their mouth. They've been using the diner's picture-filled menu to order item after item and they haven't repeated one yet. It's time to EAT!

[sustainer]

It's on his way out from diligently people watching on his bench that he passes the diner. He'd seen something about something happening here, and curiosity makes him pause and peer into the window.

The child catches his eye immediately with that giant stack of plates and the way the waiters don't quite seem to know what to do with them. He pauses there outside the restaurant, hoping briefly that he's caught the end of the meal and they'll come walk out where he can talk to them in the air like a normal person. A second later, a waiter walks out with another plate, and he sighs deeply. Resolves himself to go into this stupid building.

And then he forces himself to enter, ignoring the waiter who tries to seat him, and walking right up to the kid's table. He pauses there... and then sits in the booth opposite them. He watches them for a moment, glancing at the dirty plates they've already been through. He uh actually has no idea how to start this conversation. Hello child.

[wizardseason]

Two things happen when Gyre sits in the seat opposite Gyre. First is that a waiter comes up to his table and offers him a menu with a cheery:

"Omigosh, you're a knight! Welcome! What can I get you to drink?"

The second thing that happens is that he sees Fen now sitting in the booth seat across from the Child. They look positively bubbly in this moment, and the child gives them an acknowledging nod before pushing their remaining pancake on a plate over for Fen to devour.

What now?

[eutychia]

As soon as Luka was made aware that the elusive Child was back in town he was already heading out the door and finding his way to the Bamborough diner. He'd only hoped he would be able to meet them in time before some disaster struck and they ran off, as it always seemed to.

He asks to be seated at the Child's table as he makes his way in. As Luka approaches, he feels a rush of feelings: curiosity, apprehension, excitement. He's momentarily at a loss for words when he finally gets seated.

"I'm the Princess." Is all he can think to say.

[wizardseason]

Fortunately for Luka, Sxicq doesn't think Luka is anything more than a knight. Another knight. Another hero that could decide to try to kill them. They watch him hesitantly across the table for several moments, their newly-obtained club sandwich waiting on a plate in front of them to be eaten.

Except that he'd declared himself the princess. So then they decide to speak, their voice is unmistakably questioning as they ask:

"Quecq, ecqus ci fiiv aj qu iv?"

But Luka will be treated to something alongside those words. Like a splitting headache, like someone driving a nail into his brain, he'll understand what he'd heard. It's like the language is being forced into him, a jagged shape being crushed into place to make him understand.

"What, are you here to kill me?"

[daddykong]

Garrot was able to piece together that Gyre was in Bamborough, which meant that if anyone or anything did something regrettable, including Gyre, he'd want to be there. Whether it'd mean breaking up a fight or damage control, he wasn't sure. Conveniently, he also figured out that The Child was in town. The very same Child who blew open a magical mountain door and knocked the sense out of him for far too damn long. And the same one who blew a hole in the fucking hospital while he was in it.

But also, he's fucking hungry. Hospital food sucks, even if you could sneeze and own the hospital. So here he is!

"Give me the entire Carnivore Family Feast." The words are measured, tense, as if he expects the staff to doubt his abilities when he's a seven-foot-tall beefy bugbear. But then Garrot takes the seat right next to the Child, turns towards them, and just stares with a bemused little look.

"Looks like you're doing better." He'll be nice and warm for now... and they can discuss the merits and dangers of collateral damage later.

[wizardseason]

Unfortunately for Garrot, Sxicq has already eaten the contents of that family feast and then some so they're not surprised by anything anymore. But they are surprised when Sxicq holds up two fingers, implying they also want the Carnivore Family Feast. Don't leave them hanging, guys.

But Garrot sits directly beside them and--

There's a crackling blue flicker as they're suddenly on the other side of the booth. They teleport themselves away from him and reappear with their arms folded as they look over at him.

"Iqg zir' azh eqh."

0?:00am General Post, Anywhere:

[wizardseason]

Are your characters interacting elsewhere? Are they texting everyone? Put any threads here that don't fit elsewhere with the time and location in the subject.

A Brand New Seth?

[silentwords]

Seth can be found walking around pretty much the whole island, trying to get a grasp on what's going right now, though using the train to travel more quickly between the towns.

So pretty much anyone can grab him aside to try and catch up with him, as well as discuss the changes to his behaviour.

Early AM, Texting & In Person

[sustainer]

Good morning everyone! You're all going to receive a text! Gyre sends the exact same message to everyone individually, something which takes more brain power then he cares to admit!

I have something I need to show you. It's important. It's about this game we're all trapped in.


Gyre spends much of the morning sitting on a bench on the main street of Bamborough. He looks vaguely uncomfortable the entire time, watching anyone who gets a little too close to him with a wary eye. When he's not eyeing people though, he's on his phone, brow furrowed as he actually puts effort into figuring out how this damn thing works. At last! What a change!


As the sun gets higher though, he's going to start wandering the island, trying to track down every single Hero, especially anyone who didn't answer his text.

[eutychia]

Luka rolls over in bed at the sound of his phone receiving a text. It's normally something he'd ignore in favor of getting more beauty sleep, but he'd filtered out texts from unimportant and irrelevant contacts-- and so he grudgingly feels around on the sheets beside him until his hand makes contact with his phone.

He holds his phone to his face as it reads back Gyre's text before he taps a message back in return:

Something to show me? I hope you don't mean literally. I'm not the best man for that job.

[tropicalstorm]

Haizea is already awake and eating a muffin she'd snagged from a cafe when she gets the text. Hoo boy. She pauses, debating whether or not she should even reply, before she sits her ass down on a fence and attempts a text. Honestly, she'd never gotten super into technology even once she could afford it, but she does know how to text at least.

Something new?

[fop_lop]

Oh my~! If it's about Wizard Season then I'm still excited, but I must admit I thought this text was going somewhere very different at first~! Where/when shall we meet?

If the text didn't come specifically from the complimentary phone all knights were given upon arrival, Terrence would think someone was just messing with him. Gyre was pretty much the last person he expected to receive a text from on any given morning. Thankfully the rabbit knight is an early riser himself, so the reply is nearly instant.

Throughout the Morning, Around the Island

[daddykong]

[ After a day of deep, unconscious "rest" in the Far Haven Hospital, Garrot is finally returning to active Knight duty! Lucky for him, Gyre's shield on the mountaintop kept his body from getting particularly beaten up. His mind, on the other hand? The Monkey Knight may have just needed a day to soft reset his psyche. He's still kind of playing it by ear. ]

[ Far Haven, Super-Duper Early Morning ]

[ While Garrot was roused to wakefulness by a text from Gyre, and he encountered Six right outside the hospital he still had to get to his place, change into clothes that weren't absurd, and get on with his day. Maybe he's encountered en route to his house in Far Haven, before he's changed, or maybe sometime after, when he's... Garrot why?! He's kept that shirt, but he's gone with a blue dress shirt overtop that isn't dark enough to block the blood splatter pattern on the t-shirt. The buttons from halfway up the shirt are undone, showing off the I'm Fine to anyone who looks. Cheekiness aside, he does still look rather out of it... ]

Alright... now what?

[ The Train, Mid-Morning ]

[ Garrot eventually has made his way to the train, and is riding it towards Bamborough. As he has in the past, he's again using the opportunity to make some phone calls. ]

Are you fucking kidding me?! [ Yikes. Someone's not happy. ] Of course I don't know anything else, I was unconscious. [ A pause. A response? ] Why would I call you if I could barely form a sentence?! You're honestly stupid enough to think- [ Another pause, this time Garrot clearly stops mid-response. A hand moves to one of his temples. The pain and discomfort is obvious in his tone. ]

I should've said something. I'm sorry. I'm still not feeling great, I'll... I'll call you later. [ He takes the phone from his ear, and Garrot's breath gets shaky. ] Love you. [ And he hangs up. As if a dam burst, he slumps forward. His head in his hands, it looks like he's nursing a migraine, and all he's willing to do is sigh deeply.

Looks like someone isn't as fine as he wants people to believe. ]