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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.



graveling: (enshadowed)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-08 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
"No, they haven't, but the problem we're working on is not nearly done. The barrier, I think, is the big thing that needs to come down before Mortanne can send anyone home. The barrier keeps the goddesses from doing a lot of direct work, here."

He speaks with some authority, some confidence on the matter.
pineapplesalmon: (a scientist's humor)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-08 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
"And it'll only get healthier the closer we get. I'm sure we'll have our ups and downs, though."

César's just... happy. He's just happy. And it pretty much radiates out of him.

"We will. I'm sure of it!"
maltesefalcon: (eagle eyed)

[personal profile] maltesefalcon 2024-03-08 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
Cerrit gives Leon an incisive look.

"In the time before the barrier went up and death stopped working, the town lost enough people that they have homes to give any newcomer who takes up a job. Consider exactly what that means for the local community."
graphomaniac: (smile)

[cw: not exactly misgendering, but well-intentioned misunderstanding of gender??]

[personal profile] graphomaniac 2024-03-08 12:10 pm (UTC)(link)

Lev/Lyubov raises an eyebrow at the "ma'am". Okay, that's interesting. They would've expected "ma'am" and "Miss" from some of the others here, but not from someone as thoroughly modern-looking as Leon. Hell, never mind modern—by Lev/Lyubov, Leon looks like something out of a fantastika novel, almost. Maybe one of ones that, in Lev/Lyubov's view, and in the view of their husband, put admirable effort into setting up the homoeroticism between brothers-in-arms in the same trench (even if the trench is on a far-flung plenum among the stars and not upon the Bones), only to squander it all on never noticing that's what they set up.

"I appreciate thy consideration," they say, and they can't help grinning, "but like, really, nu? I rather doubt I'd be a woman to thee." They pause, rewind the sentence in their head, consider how it sounds, and with some annoyance at their own hastiness add, "I mean like, unless thou'rt overwintering, and this isn't how thou wish'st to look, nor how thou wish'st to be seen by others?"

nothingbadeverhappensto: (confused)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-08 07:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Right, the barrier," says Leon, thoughtfully. "The mayor's assistant mentioned something about that. But, goddesses? Mortanne?"

That he's managed to miss out on, and his brows furrow slightly in confusion. He's more than a little concerned about the answer to his question legitimately being just 'no, and we're not close yet,' but it sounds like Angel knows what needs to be done, at least. That's promising. He doubts solving the problem will be anything like straightforward, if the people here haven't already, but it could be something to work towards instead of just floundering around.
nothingbadeverhappensto: (sad)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-08 07:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh." Leon grimaces, having not put two and two together on that front. "Yeah, that makes sense. Guess that makes it that much more important that we actually do our jobs while we're here, huh."

He frowns, solemnly. It's not the same thing by a long shot, but he can't help but think about the state of things in the US after Raccoon City, a major industrial hub and population center, was wiped off the map. Even putting aside the loss of life, the way the people left behind had to scramble to fill all the newly vacant niches...
nothingbadeverhappensto: (confused)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-08 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
It takes Leon a second or two and even more owlish blinking to parse what's just been said to him, and even then he doesn't quite cotton on to all of what was intended.

"Overwintering?" he echoes, unfamiliar with the term. "No, uh, I worked pretty hard to look like I do now. It's on purpose." Which feels a little like letting something slip, but hopefully they take it as him talking about his gym-rat musculature and not any other interpretation of what he just said.

"I just - assumed you were going for something pretty specific, with your whole look. Was I wrong? Either way, it's my bad, maybe I should just ask next time." He smiles a little bit, sheepish and apologetic as he rubs at the back of his neck. Come to think of it asking is probably the best course of action if he can figure out how one goes about doing that, especially since Angel said some people change day to day and it's not based on their clothes here.
redlightgreenlight: (cocky)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-03-09 01:21 am (UTC)(link)
Valdis rises. "It was a pleasure to meet you, but I should be going. Good luck with your plans."

She winks at him, glad once again that he has found happiness in both places he's ended up.

"And I'll see you around."
pineapplesalmon: (affectionate)

[personal profile] pineapplesalmon 2024-03-09 01:54 am (UTC)(link)
"Thank you. Good luck getting settled in! Let me know if I can help in any way." César smiles broadly to her.
redlightgreenlight: (Default)

[personal profile] redlightgreenlight 2024-03-09 02:01 am (UTC)(link)
"I will."
restingslasherface: (pic#16454871)

[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-03-09 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd find it very practical," Jean murmurs.
restingslasherface: (pic#16839944)

[personal profile] restingslasherface 2024-03-09 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
"No," Jean agrees, getting a dreamy smile. "Captain Zelda would like me to go with her, to a better world. One in need of a warrior, but...with the promise of peace..."
sunshinesally: (hug)

cw: vague implications of grooming a minor

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-03-09 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
There's a part of her--- the part of her running away from that fragile idea of love and home that she'd found in the arms of a widower twice her age, the part that fled the home of a manipulative ex-boyfriend in the middle of the night with research notes in tow, the part that watched the man who once lovingly called her "Salamander" disappear forever with an assurance that it's nothing personal--- that expects him to tell her that he's not cut out for this. Better luck next time.

But he doesn't. Oh, God. He doesn't say that at all. Sally almost can't believe what she's hearing.

He's choosing her.

She chokes up, throwing her arms around him as the floodgates crack, and hugs him tightly. Her frame is tiny against his.

"Of course I will," she murmurs shakily. "I love you. Oh my god, I love you."
Edited 2024-03-09 05:20 (UTC)
sunshinesally: (neutral)

[personal profile] sunshinesally 2024-03-09 05:50 am (UTC)(link)
"Yarrow, echinacea, and feverfew are the big ones that I'm low on." She writes those three and underlines them, but jots down a few more. Hyssop, ginseng, sage, mugwort. "There's also these--- I can always use more, so grab 'em if you see 'em. You know these, yeah? Or do you need notes?"
sistermagnetic: (Default)

[personal profile] sistermagnetic 2024-03-09 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
He can see through her fib, but that's not a bad thing. She just has to convince herself a bit more to be able to actually accept that more. The hands supporting César under the legs slide up to just shy of outright groping.

"Dinner, the tour, and then a talk, if you feel like it." Because he deserves to hear what was happening in her mind when he was so close to it. She doesn't necessarily want to put it off for too long, but this isn't quite the time. Later, when they're not literally on a date.

Reluctantly, she does let him down, though she keeps him caged against the wall, one hand running up his side while the other curls under his chin. "Ready to show me a good time?"
no_goaway: (....)

[personal profile] no_goaway 2024-03-09 08:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ ???????? wait why is she coming closer? Somehow it's possible for him to shrink into himself even more, his shoulders hunching.]

W-What? No. [Not recently, anyway. No, he's just Like This.]
no_goaway: (...)

[personal profile] no_goaway 2024-03-09 08:34 am (UTC)(link)
"It's not mine." Muriel denies, continuing the staring contest with his drink. "And I don't need it anyway."

He'll just leave it there, and then when he steps away, the man will forget he was ever there to begin with and, hopefully, take the food. Yes, this is a solid plan.
inaurate: (but here they come again)

[personal profile] inaurate 2024-03-09 08:51 am (UTC)(link)
[A stoic guy! Claude isn't unfamiliar with the type. That casual smile he defaults to shifts to lips pursed in thought.]

Okay, yeah, I think I grabbed something about that. Hold on here a moment.

[He ducks back to his table, scanning the spines of the pile of books he hasn't gotten to yet until he finds what he's looking for. He carefully slips it free from the pile, carrying it over to pass to the stranger.]

How's this? Don't worry about it, there's plenty of other things that I'm interested in reading, I can push that one down the list for a bit.
inaurate: (some nights i always win i always win)

[personal profile] inaurate 2024-03-09 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
"Claude von Riegan, notorious nosy busybody." Claude grins at the self-roast. "You study the stars?" He takes a stab at the meaning of that latter title, eyebrows lofting in interest. He's fostered a deep appreciation for all the celestial bodies the night sky holds all his life.

He nods along to her further suggestions. "I know just enough about magic to know that it works differently here than back home." Either home. "It's interesting that the goddesses and demons seem to have such direct influences here– aside from some... recent extenuating circumstances, that's not the case where I'm from." The long-hidden truth about the Church of Serios, not to mention Byleth's whole situation, is a bit of an anomaly even in his world. And there are arguments to be made about whether Sothis and her children even are deities or just a different kind of being.

He waves a hand to his stack of books. "Please, if you see anything you want to read, go ahead. There's plenty to occupy me until you're finished with it."
graveling: (concern)

[personal profile] graveling 2024-03-09 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
You’re sure?

[He reaches out to take the book, still clearly surprised Claude will give it up willingly.]

Is there anything specific you’re looking for, in it?
inaurate: (but here they come again)

[personal profile] inaurate 2024-03-09 09:00 am (UTC)(link)
"I would never discourage someone from taking more time to read." Claude waves a magnanimous hand to the seat Gerry has already taken, belatedly welcoming him. "Are you staying close by as well?"
inaurate: (but here they come again)

[personal profile] inaurate 2024-03-09 09:05 am (UTC)(link)
Claude looks over the list as she writes it, recognizing most of the plants either from them, somehow, also existing in his own world, or from his research at the library in town. He doesn't remember what exactly they all do, he'd only been looking for plants that were good to eat or had any particularly interesting effects. "I know most of them. There are some good Botany texts in the library that I've been looking through. I'll take any notes you have on this one, though." He taps at the word 'Echinacea' with a finger.
skeletonkeay: (readin)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2024-03-09 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Mm, just up the way. I run the printing and binding shop. My flat's on the floor above." He gestures in the vague direction. It's conveniently close to the Oak & Iron so that he has easy access to the news stand. Then he cracks open whatever book he'd been reading.
nothingbadeverhappensto: (training)

[personal profile] nothingbadeverhappensto 2024-03-09 06:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Leon's a fast runner when he needs to be, but here and now he makes a point to pace himself, staying behind the other man to act as a buffer in case the astral figures manage to catch up. This means he gets a pretty good look at whatever he's doing with that stone, but Leon doesn't have much time to think about it before they're just about at the door.

Wrenching the door open with more force than is probably necessary, Leon all but shoves the man inside before following after, slamming it behind them and leaning heavily against it just in case.

"Man, I knew there was a reason I never liked astrology," he says, flatly.
skeletonkeay: (teasing)

[personal profile] skeletonkeay 2024-03-09 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Gerry shakes his head. "Nope. Just him. Plenty of people around here have some kind of... weird ability or other, but the weather thing is all Cecil."