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.

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

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.

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.

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Well then he should just say so! Because Six is leaning forward with intent curiosity as he digs deeper into this mystery.

"A different place." He repeats, scribbling something down.

"Perhaps a different world?" He explores, hoping Gyre will say yes.

"A different world... culturally. Same planet," he says hesitantly, looking Six over as he leans so much closer. What is this dude looking for honestly?? He is so confused about all this.

"Only the wizard and the protector are from a different world completely. As far as I know."

If it's possible for Six's face to become a :| faster, he doesn't manage it. But he very quickly puts on an absolutely unamused face in this moment.

"Those two are boring. Forty years and nothing interesting." He harumphs before shaking his head.

"Would you say you're a hero or a villain?"

What a weirdo.

"Neither. What? Why are you asking these questions?"

"I can't write a story based on you without knowing your motivation!" He answers, scritching things down still.

"I suppose another neutral character couldn't hurt the story."

"Do not write a story about me," he says, an edge in his voice that makes it clear he's not interesting in arguing about this. He looks down at the clipboard, and there's a definite urge in him to just uh rip it out of his hands. He resists, but he's definitely glaring a little at Six.

"You don't know me at all," he adds, by way of clarifying in case Six decides he needs more information first.

The scritching stops for a moment, but it resumes almost immediately.

"Oh, no, it's already written. You're just inspiration for a more person-like touch!"

He scoffs in irritation, frowning down at this annoying man.

"I'm not here to inspire you. What do you mean it's already written?"

"I'm preparing for this afternoon's performance, and you're part of the audience." He's all smiles as he says it, ecstatic that Gyre's asking about the show.

"It's quite the hands-on show! I think the characters will get you tied up in the story."

He presses his lips together, frowning deeply. At least he made it back to his original point eventually.

"Are you going to hurt people?"

"Fictionally, of course." He answers, a big smile forming on his face.

"The story is one of war, there must be casualties."

And then he leans forward, revealing a secret...:

"Ketchup casualties. I tested it with Four, the effect is believable."

Oh my god. That's actually kind of cute. He makes a short, amused noise, shaking his head slightly.

"Sounds fun," he says, glancing off towards the mountain. "I might not be in your audience though. I have someplace I need to be, hopefully with the other knights."

"But they're all invited." He counters, sounding a little disappointed.

"When will you all be back?"

"As long as it takes," he says, and there's sympathy in his voice. He doesn't want to mess up one of these monsters' big days, but he needs the knights to see that magical space.

"I want to show them where it started. And hopefully explain what I know. I think you, all of you, will get a couple more allies out of it at least. Can you wait until we're done?"

He looks a little disappointed, starting to scritch things down.

"Be back by nightfall." He requests, hoping Gyre will say yes.

He has a show to put on!!

"I'll try," he says with a nod.

"Now you've got a little extra time to prepare."

"Yes I do. Thank you!" He answers before excitedly going back to scribbling notes.

Any last words, Gyre, or are you going to leave him to his work?

Day 6: Morning

Morning: 6:00am - 12:00noon

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