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TDM #4 - Aurora Borealis Bust? [REPRINT]

Pumpkin Hollow Gazette February Issue


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Pumpkin Hollow Gazette

2/8/24 | TDM #4 - AURORA BOREALIS BLITZ BUST? Content Warnings: "Further Details" section has independent CW labels.
Forecast: SEVERE BLIZZARD WARNING

REBUILDING HELP REQUESTED

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

A photo taken of the damage.

ACROSS PUMPKIN HOLLOW - City government is requesting aid with repairs to public buildings and local fixtures after the recent earthquakes on Tuesday, January 8th. While there was minimal damage to Town Hall itself, several important buildings sustained damage, including the Magpie National Bank, the South Train Station and the Clock Tower, which is now stuck with hands at 8pm.

Regarding the cause of the earthquake, local biologist Dr. Elias Coldwood was heard to say “There's never been seismic activity here.” And he’s a scientist, so he would know! But clearly this is no longer the case. Perhaps Pumpkin Hollow has a mysterious tiny civilization underground worshiping a destroyer god, planning to attack through the bowling alley, the moment we create a bowling alley. Perhaps not. More on this story as it unfolds, faithful readers.

In the meantime, volunteers to help with the damage to city buildings are invited to meet with Mayor Hellen Poe for assignments.

AURORA TURNS VIOLENT - MYSTERIOUS BLIZZARD INTERRUPTS CHAOS

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

An artist's rendition of last year's view.

ABOVE MARROW ISLE - Despite our earlier report, it turns out that this year's annual aurora borealis season did not turn out to be a pleasant or romantic viewing experience. Instead, starry monsters based off of classic constellations have been attacking the town each time the aurora is in the sky! However, due to some extreme blizzards that have been occurring most nights each month since late January, the aurora has been interrupted more nights than not and the monsters intercepted. Still, the Pumpkin Hollow Safety Board would like to remind everyone to take appropriate precautions during inclement weather, and to tread carefully on clear nights as monsters may still be attacking until late February!

HOROSCOPES

By Cecil Gershwin Palmer

The image?

What do the stars say about you today?

Capricorn: Do you feel as if you’ve lost something? If not, it’s wise to double-check. Perhaps it’s not something like a button or a key, but your sense of wonder or your self-confidence. Remember, things tend to be in the last place you look.

Aquarius: Something about the year ending made you feel lighter, like taking off a heavy wool coat. Ride this burst of energy as far as it will take you, because the shiny of a fresh beginning tends to wear off quickly.

Pisces: Don’t worry, I don’t believe what everyone says behind your back. You’re not too sensitive or too naive. They’re just jealous. Really, most of the time when they’re whispering, it’s not even about you.

Aries: You’re the sort of warm individual that babies and animals are drawn to. Unfortunately, this may include hungry wolves and swarms of insects. But don’t let that bring you down! We need that sort of personality around here.

Taurus: There’s nothing wrong with wanting to be the best, until you work to stop others from also being the best. That’s called cheating and may lead to you being disqualified from competitions. If you get caught, that is.

Gemini: You know those riddles about the two guards, one who always tells the truth and one who always lies? Well, everyone hates those riddles with a passion. You’ll see for yourself, soon.

Cancer: Wouldn’t you like to know?

Leo: Your incandescent personality often makes you the center of attention. However, that’s not the only thing about you that glows. Moths may flock to you in the dark this week, and so might children afraid to sleep with the lights out.

Virgo: Be careful with your words–they aren’t just the precursors to your deeds, but the manifestation of your will. This is not a week for idioms and metaphors, not for you. Even something like bemoaning a lack of spoons may make eating cereal harder.

Libra: You are, inevitably, the first one heard to say a situation isn’t fair. And it’s not, nor will it ever be. Instead of getting upset, have you ever considered getting revenge? That’s usually more satisfying in the long run.

Scorpio: Ugh, Scorpios. The position of Venus means your usually volatile emotions will be in the doldrums instead. Enjoy this while it lasts I guess. Who knows if you’ll ever experience such peace again, given, well. You’re kind of an emotional mess and no one likes you.

Sagittarius: There will never be another day like today. You must strive to make the day everything you want it to be. No mistakes, now! Consider your choices very carefully. Consider your choice to consider, very carefully.

SUNFIRE'S HEARTH

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

A photo of Mayor Poe's cats, Toffee and Butter, enjoying the view.

ASSORTED LOCATIONS - As the coldest part of the year settles over our fair isle, it is time for Sunfire’s Hearth--- an informal celebration of bonfires and hearth flames, for those unfamiliar! For the months of January and February, a raised platform for bonfires will be lit on weekends, and restaurants and taverns across town will keep their fireplaces lit. Unlike many of our other festivities, there is no structured celebration--- simply make some time during this time to bask in the warmth of a fire! You can even celebrate at home.

An additional benefit of this time of year is that Merrymeet is well on its way. So take this time and get snuggly in front of a fire with your special person to get in the mood for romance! (Or they could be platonic snuggles. Whatever suits you best.)

LOCAL ALCHEMIST REPORTS MISSING POTION

By Yorick Aberdeen

The image?

Some of Mx. Sallek's usual stock. Could stand to have better labels./p>

LOCATION UNCERTAIN - Early Monday morning, local alchemist Aeryn Sallek reported that a large container of magical potion has been swapped with another, and it would seem that the mistaken jug has been sent out for delivery. According to Mx. Sallek, they sent a number of jugs out for delivery in a case with our local delivery extraordinaire, Sam Porter Bridges. The jugs were meant to contain a harmless, potable freeze-resistance potion for our town’s various water sources, in the interest of keeping water reserves drinkable in sub-freezing winter weather. However, when they returned to the shop, one of these potions remained on their counter while a love potion they’d been working on went missing.

“‘Love potion’ is kind of a misnomer, honestly,” Mx. Sallek is quoted to have said on the matter. “But ‘emotional acuity’ potion doesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Basically what it actually does is enhance existing romantic desire and embolden the user to be emotionally open. But Yorick should already know all this, since he’s the one who ordered it.” [Editing note: don’t forget to cut the last part of that comment before publishing. Cecil, you don’t need to include personal statements directed at reporters from these interviews!]

It’s unclear which area of town this particular potion ended up being injected into the water source, but according to Mx. Sallek, the potion was not particularly intense to begin with. It should be significantly diluted as to be harmless. Still, if you notice any strange symptoms such as butterflies in your stomach, a desire to burst into song, or inexplicable yearning, please file a report with the Safety Board at your earliest convenience.

FOOD SHORTAGES PUT STRAIN ON ISLAND ECONOMY

By Yorick Aberdeen

MARKET DISTRICT - While there are many things to celebrate this time of year, Marrow Isle is not without its adversity. Over these past months, many new members of our community have arrived by ferry after our numbers remained small and stagnant for many years. And the presence of our newfound neighbors has been a boon to all of us. Many artisans have opened useful businesses, medical professionals have expanded our access to healthcare, and a new fishing vessel has taken to the seas. However, despite a few additions, our farming community remains quite modest and planting was not planned with such incredible new growth in mind.

The unfortunate result of this is that food reserves on the island this year are uncharacteristically low. As such, Town Council has made the difficult decision to allow for the temporary inflation of food prices and the rationing of food staples.

“We understand the hardship this will place on the residents of Pumpkin Hollow,” said Mayor Poe in a statement after this decision was made. “But please know that we are all in this together. We hope to be able to offer a better incentive package for those interested in farming in the coming springtime.”

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Further Details...


Aurora


The dead of winter sheds all colors of the trees and flowers across Marrow Isle, but tonight, there are no stark whites and grays and browns.



Tonight, in the sky sprawling with stars above the dreary town, there are lights.



Sprawling trails of violet and green twist and wave through the sky, brightening the earth below and the sea beyond Jack's Marina in magical colors. The return of the borealis is something many Pumpkin Hollowites look forward to, and their reactions are very clear: people scurry down to the shores to watch with wide eyes, many retrieve telescopes, and some even borrow the decks of ships, abandoned for the night at the docks, to watch the sights.



It doesn't take long for this to change, however; the sea nor land are safe from the curse, and it's made quickly apparent that the sky is no exception.



At first, the sight seems like none more than an illusion, perhaps someone blinking and missing a strange shift of the lights. A glimmering outline forms around a cluster of stars, only slightly harder than any of the lines that define the aurora's rays. Several of these shapes form, each array of stars different from the last, some larger, some smaller.



And then, the stars begin to fall.



Seeming to peel off the painted sky, the ebbing colors surrounding the starlight drop, crashing to the world below. Some fall to the streets and beaches, while others fall into the forest, leaving view, or drop into the sea, leaving splashes and waves in their wake that ensure any watching knows full and well that this is not a trick of the light. At first, these shapes are unmoving, glowing masses of aurora-light with stars shining brightly within them. Most townsfolk are uneasy, but this seems to pale in severity to the other disasters, even if they lack any idea of what it could mean for them.



That is, of course, until the masses begin to move.



Each one is as varied as the constellation it stole from the sky: stars form suggestions of skeletal structures, and their "flesh", only consisting of swimming lights and liquid sky that steals any lights around them. Two identical glowing shapes rise to a face finally taking form, and slowly, moving more like gel than animal as it rises to freshly-formed legs, it settles on the closest living thing it can find.



There is no calculation in it, nor what seems to be a glimmer of thought.



It simply lunges with intent to kill.





Horoscopes
[CW: Altered emotional states ]


Cecil’s disconcerting horoscopes have the following effects for the next few days:


  • Capricorn: misplaced things, particularly small objects


  • Aquarius: zoomies!


  • Pisces: intense paranoia


  • Aries: Disney princess-like magnetism to local fauna


  • Taurus: insatiable perfectionism


  • Gemini: reversed truth values; lies come out honest, being honest sounds like a lie.


  • Cancer: Pandora-esque curiosity, to the point of personal detriment


  • Leo: radiant glow emanating from your person


  • Virgo: figurative speech is manifested into the world with its literal meaning


  • Libra: a particularly potent desire for revenge


  • Scorpio: numbing of emotions (can be counteracted by love potion, partially)


  • Sagittarius: incapacitating indecision

(Don’t know your character’s sign? Feel free to just decide on one!)




Love Potion
[CW: Altered Emotional States ]


Unbeknownst to the townsfolk, the “love” potion ended up in the water supply of the Oak & Iron. As promised by Aeryn, it is thoroughly diluted, as its recipients believed it to be a normal freeze-resistance potion to be mixed with their water.


The effects are not particularly intense. However, anyone who drinks any of the tavern’s housemade ale or cider, drinks the coffee, or eats any food that might require water to cook will experience symptoms of “emotional acuity”. This involves feeling more emotionally open, more receptive to positive feelings about others, a strong desire for physical or verbal affection, and the intensification of romantic or sexual attraction that you might already be experiencing. It will last about half a day. Just in time to help potentially land you a date for Merrymeet, a flower and fertility festival in early spring!






Famine
[CW: Starvation and food scarcity ]


Food rationing and inflation will have the following impact:



Grocery budgets for apped-in characters will be reduced in their efficacy.
Basic groceries will be only the most minimal of staples. You will likely go hungry if you do not find a way to supplement this.
Bountiful groceries will be reduced to the amount of food normally contained in basic.
Lavish groceries will not be available at all.
Your grocery choices from Activity Check are not able to be modified for this month unless otherwise stated.



Bonuses and Discounts associated with the Farmer and Fisherman jobs are also reduced.
Level 1 bonuses will be reduced to standard, which is to say how they would function for a non-Farmer/Fisherman character during a normal, pre-famine month. (ex. Whereas normally a Level 1 Farmer would get free Basic groceries, they will now have to pay the 50 Brass, but do not have the efficacy of Basic groceries reduced as described above.)
Level 2 bonuses will be reduced to that of a Level 1 Farmer/Fisherman. (ex. Whereas a Level 2 Fisherman would normally be able to have Bountiful groceries discounted to 50 Brass, they now must pay full price for Bountiful groceries. However, they can still get Basic groceries for free and don’t suffer from the famine induced efficacy reduction for either budget.)



Oak & Iron Residents will only be able to receive bland, repetitive meals with their food vouchers consisting of simple broth, plain bread, bland potato dishes, and the like. It is enough to be fed and comfortable but it is incredibly unsatisfying. (This includes all new characters that are not apped-in.) Drinks, however, are still plentiful.



Characters who do not eat will find that their respective sources of fuel will be reduced to just barely enough to keep them functional, provided that they ration carefully. (Ex. Transformers may want to be less active. Vampires will find that victims cannot handle excessive blood loss without fainting and generally prefer to stay home.)



Characters who were present to fight the Mother Crab back in late summer and chose to can some of their crab can use it now!



Hunting, foraging, and fishing can help reduce the impact of these reductions, and people can share their food. You can absolutely die of starvation. After Merrymeet in February, food will return to normal.



listenforbirdsong: (worried)

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-02-13 01:12 am (UTC)(link)
Mairi listens quietly, lost in the beautiful imagery he paints with his words.

Her druidcraft has always drawn her to the stars. Living near the Sea of Falling Stars was part of it, but there was something about that endless black with its necklace of diamonds strewn across the void that connected with her soul. Maybe sometime she'd show Tarantulas her astral forms as well.

And with the tales of adventure and war came a somber love story that ends with... nothing. No romantic reunion, no triumphant self betterment resulting in the closure of realizing that the lousy ex was no longer needed... Just sacrifice that fell on deaf ears.

She stays close, huddled up beside him by the fire. As he speaks, Mairi's little coral pink toes gently press onto and lift away from various parts of Tarantulas' body on instinct. Spiders don't show affection terribly frequently, but that's one way.

"So much can happen in a life that long," she muses. "I do and I don't envy you."
maltesefalcon: (perception check)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-13 01:15 am (UTC)(link)
"No, not for me. I've been pretty successful hunting on my own, though. There's a flock of geese that's up on the north end of the island toward the mine. Locals call the area Crane's Ridge. I've been picking off the oldest members of the flock."

Still, if she's hunting down to grouse, she's resourceful. A good thing to remember.

"Anything you don't manage to hand out, pass on to the folks making the stew at the Oak and Iron Inn. I'm assuming you're staying there yourself, if you're new?"
actuallyawolf: (listening)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
The crow makes a disgruntled sort of sound, and then effortlessly it's Ylva again, sitting on the fence and hooking her feet around the fence to steady herself.

"Never said I didn't like you. But you sure expected -- look, I didn't mean to scare you." She shakes her head, as though trying to shake off how awkward she feels.
graveling: (backache)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-13 01:23 am (UTC)(link)
"Animals...don't tend to like me." But she's clearly not one, so he, well. He doesn't straighten fully. He's just as awkward as her, in his own way. "Um. Hi. Welcome to Kasprak Farm."
actuallyawolf: (what was that)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
"There's geese? Oh, that's really good to know. Thanks."

And honestly, she was hoping to save one of the grouse for herself.

"I will. I'm not -- well, I am new but I'm not exactly staying there. Not overnight." Too many people, too enclosed, too many smells, too strange and unfamiliar. No. She'd rather sleep in a snowbank. "I'm Ylva. Are you Aarakocra?"
actuallyawolf: (listening)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 01:36 am (UTC)(link)
She puts her head up to look over the farm. At least no one seems to mind her being here.

"There is something... off about you," she admits. "I'm Ylva. I'm new."
listenforbirdsong: (stick)

Into the Blue Again (haha get it? Because she's blue?)

[personal profile] listenforbirdsong 2024-02-13 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
For a good long while, Mairi watches an aging man pick up bottles and stones off the ground. Some of them he pockets, others he puts back.

She stands behind him for a moment, watching him examine his latest find.

"Whatcha got there?"
maltesefalcon: (stoicism)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-13 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
"My name's Cerrit, and I'm eisfuura, not aarakocra. But the question means you're from a world more similar to mine than most people here. I think most people have just been thinking of me as a bird-man. Silly humans." Alright, it's not just the humans erring in that manner, but he sees Ylva's ears. He figures she'll understand the sentiment.

"Where do you stay? The woods are unsafe."

This is a different thing from the woods not being safe. The Pine Devil has returned, after all.
graveling: (Default)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-02-13 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
"My name's Angel, I'm a corpse, and I've been here for, what, six months now? No, a bit longer than that."

...blunt? A bit. But how else ought he make his point?
thelatechrisfreeman: (seated (PB))

Famine

[personal profile] thelatechrisfreeman 2024-02-13 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Chris blinks at the sudden offer, but then smiles and raises the basket they are carrying to bring it to her attention. "I have bread. We can trade if you like, but I was taking this to the Oak and Iron. There's a communal soup, and bread helps break up the monotony of endless sweet potato side dishes. I'm sure they'd welcome your meat."

Chris is tall and thin, at first glance mostly an unremarkable human... but if vampires have a scent, there's a bit of that clinging to them.
actuallyawolf: (over the shoulder)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Eisfuura," she repeats, and shakes her head. "No, I haven't heard of them. Sorry. So does that mean that the people here are mostly from the boring there's-only-humans worlds?"

Disappointing. And yet, by this point, not surprising.

Ylva cannot stop from rolling her eyes a little. "I'm fine. I found a spot out of the wind. It's just out of town."
maltesefalcon: (eagle eyed)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-13 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
"Alright. And did you have a plan for dealing with the man-eating monster that tends to find people out in the woods to eat?"

Look, he's trying to be some sort of helpful, here.
sunshinesally: (Default)

Sally Boyle | We Happy Few | Existing!

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-02-13 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
-Big Girls Don't Cry-

It's been a while since Sally's heard much from Arthur. He's been estranged since the end of the strange dream everyone shared a few weeks before. Most evenings, Sally can be found on the sofa at the Oak & Iron, waiting to see if he'll show up so she can catch him and get some closure.

-Come Together, Right Now-

That's it! Enough sitting around helplessly. Sally has spent too much of this famine waiting around for others to take care of her. No more! She managed to get herself out of Wellington Wells, she could find food and help feed people. Herself included. Plus, she needed a distraction.

So out to the woods she goes, having left Gwen with Sam and Lou for a playdate with the promise of tasty snacks when she gets back.

Some hours later, Sally is hoisting a huge basket that is shockingly full of mushrooms into town, towards the community pot. She looks like a stiff wind could bowl her over.

-C'mon Get Happy!-
[ CW: hallucinogenic substance, recreational drug use ]

It's been a hard time for everyone, hasn't it?

This is all very familiar. An isolated island full of down and out folks, no food, and The Horrors. It's not exactly a healthy strategy, but... Sally does still know how to make Joy.

Outside Blackberry Apothecary hangs a bright and happy sign.

Feeling down? Need a lift? Inquire within!

Hopefully they won't need to use it for long, but old habits die hard.

-Brown-Eyed Girl-
[ Wildcard! ]
hyliasblessing: (wistful)

[personal profile] hyliasblessing 2024-02-13 02:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Zelda looks concerned and confused by his reaction. ]

Oh... Are you alright? You seem upset. If I've offended you, I apologize.
lasthumanvoice: (and says what he wants to say)

A Whole Lot of Loving is What We'll Be Bringing...

[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-02-13 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
Cecil sees the sign, and sees Sally through the window. There's a hesitation before he pokes his head in.

"Are you serving the Smiling God today?"

Look, if anyone has a right to ask, it's him, after their shared dream.
actuallyawolf: (listening)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
She wrinkles her nose a little. It's a smell she knows, and a smell she's cautious about. And, maybe, a bit familiar.

"Yeah, I'm trying to spread it around, you know. The Oak and Iron will get some too, of course." Well, there's a lot of other hungry people. Can't take everything to one place. "I'm Ylva. I'm new."
sunshinesally: (that can't be good)

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-02-13 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Sally is sheepish and anxious at the question.

"Aha... Not intentionally. I'm not trying to recreate Wellington Wells. I'll tell people straight out what they'll be in for," she assures him. "It was created to help people, though... I'd like to give people a break from everything. If some freaky sun god gets a kick out of it, then that'll be on my head, I s'pose."
lasthumanvoice: (you just can't do what he did)

[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-02-13 02:49 am (UTC)(link)
"Is there really time for any of us to be taking a break, given everything?" He steps fully into her shop, shutting the door behind himself. His tone of voice is gentle, though, not accusatory.
actuallyawolf: (furtive)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not all the way out in the middle of the woods. I'm just at the edge of town. Where there's farms and things."

She huffs a little, but tilts her head to one side to look critically at Cerrit. "I'm not stupid," Ylva says. "I'm tougher than I look. I've fought monsters. But I'm not sleeping in -- well, I'm not. I'll figure out something more permanent."
maltesefalcon: (cloak)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-13 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't think you're stupid. I think you're new here." Cerrit's feathers ruffle, wings giving a single annoyed flap. "I am trying to help. But I'll fuck right off if that's what you want."
sunshinesally: (frown)

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-02-13 03:05 am (UTC)(link)
"For a few hours? I should hope so. Assuming people take proper precautions. That wasn't the case where I lived, but that's because our government didn't want people to know how to be safe. They just wanted people to shut up and be happy." Sally shrugs. "Like I've said, I'll be perfectly honest. I have little pamphlets on safe use, side effects, aftercare to mitigate withdrawal. I'll let people make their own choices and help them make those choices as safely as possible. And when the famine's over, I'll get rid of it."
lasthumanvoice: (there goes your freedom of choice)

[personal profile] lasthumanvoice 2024-02-13 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
“Alright. I mean, not that my opinion should really have any effect on what you do in the long run anyway, but I accept that you’re working to do what you’re doing in a responsible way.”

After are, they’re practically strangers, aren’t they?
actuallyawolf: (not so sure)

[personal profile] actuallyawolf 2024-02-13 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Ugh. No. Sorry."

Ylva takes a long, deep breath. "I don't wanna pick a fight, not with you, and not with the devil thing. But I promise you I'm safer than you think I am. And I'm stronger than I've been in a long time. Next best thing would be, I don't know, someone's barn or something."

She hunches her shoulders defensively.
maltesefalcon: (stoicism)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-02-13 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
“Ask a farmer, they’d probably let you nest up in the hayloft. Or hell, tell Town Hall you’re taking up hunting and want a house on the edge of town. It worked for Emery.”

Cerrit hasn’t gotten word of Emery no longer being here, yet.

“We’re a community, here. Or at least, we’re trying to be.”
tisnotthehouse: (spider mouth)

[personal profile] tisnotthehouse 2024-02-13 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
The little touches are...oddly soothing. Tarantulas lived alone for so long, but at spark he's still Cybertronian. He too is a social creature. He begins to slowly return the touches, shyly patting her flanks and abdomen.

"Would it surprise you to know I feel the same way? Organics live such short lives...but at times it seems like such a blessing in disguise. Take humans, for instance...a hundred years at most, and then they're done. It's hard not to see their suffering as lesser somehow, when a broken heart will be snuffed out so soon. And then too, they have such an amazing capacity for recovery! I envy that of them."

He turns to press his face into her side, pedipalps twitching in agitation. "When I took on this form, I hoped I might also acquire some of that vivacity for myself. That I might finally find...something new to live for. Instead of always remaining stuck in the past. But..." He laughs bitterly. "It wasn't so after all."