Prepare for the #LodanRespawn2024 Existing characters may choose to be displace from/have memories of different timelines, thereby allowing returning members the option to retcon their whole character. These changes are the result of the "Unnatural Fog" plot device that is running between now and the Respawn. The plot is simple: no matter where your character is, that place is shrouded in a thick fog that suspends time, but not thoughts or memories, so even if they're repeating the same day over and over again, they continue to remember, so each time feels like a new day. For those retconning OCs; this is where new versions of themselves have the opportunity to replace the old versions. Official lore and tree updates will be announced asap
Welcome back to the traitorous Vineyard of the North East!!! As you enter this place of unnatural phenomena - make sure to leave everything you thought you knew about who you were and what you stood for behind at the gate... there is no room for such assumptions here. When you enter these fields you are anything and everything but that which you were, and do not forget the same goes for those you encounter within... so do not be fooled by appearances... never underestimate the dangers of a friendly face in the vineyard, or the potential for an enemy ally on the inside.... This is not a one-day evolution (despite being named freaky friday) but it is a chance to break the mold and get away from the constrictions of character and act out however you wish. There is only 1 rule: do not be yourself.
thats it, have fun!
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"...You mean...this is a forum for completely OOC events...? We are no longer constrained to OOC silliness in the shoutbox? Oh happy day!" cheered Amon.
He then spent the next hour or so lying down on the ground, completely bored out of his mind.
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Stephen Leland on Jun 23, 2014 22:22:40 GMT
Though he knew not how or why, Stephen had somehow ended up in this odd garden. A giggle escaped his lips the moment he set foot in the strange atmosphere. What was so funny? He did not know; he was not feeling entirely like himself at the moment- actually, he felt completely out of character. "Oh this will be fuuun!" he purred excitedly with a wide smile. Spotting a familiar silver haired fellow, Stephen bounced over to him "There's my favorite Merchantic or something other! How you doing!" he shouted excitedly at the man, giving him a wild look.
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Caitlin Cockfoster on Jun 23, 2014 22:46:57 GMT
"He's your favorite mechanic?" Caitlin chimed in, stumped, from the edge of a ravine. Then she pouted "But... but I thought I was your favorite mechanic!" a terrible sadness hung over her and she flopped on her stomach in the grass. Plucking a long blade she held it between her fingers and squinted at the thing. "I'm so good a mechanic I could play you a song on this one blade of grass" she boasted, trying to win accolades for something she couldn't remember she was not.
She sat her glass down next to the decanter and leaned back. This was nice... like falling into a vat of marshmallow fluff. Calm, muffled, the rest of the world blocked out by the closed door to his cabin, and here they were safe inside. Safe from reality, safe from their own complicated lives. Safe from duty. Safe from context. Just. Safe. --Caitlin
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Caitlin Cockfoster on Jun 23, 2014 23:15:24 GMT
tsk tsk, Caitlin shook her head "Of course not silly, if you want to fly you have to think of a happy thought, any happy little thought and... and..." hold on, what was the rest? She climbed to her feet as she puzzled it over. then she spotted one of those tiny imp thingies. "AH yes! Pixies pixies thats what you need, they give you wings!" Or was that a potion? something you drank? Now she was thoroughly confused
She sat her glass down next to the decanter and leaned back. This was nice... like falling into a vat of marshmallow fluff. Calm, muffled, the rest of the world blocked out by the closed door to his cabin, and here they were safe inside. Safe from reality, safe from their own complicated lives. Safe from duty. Safe from context. Just. Safe. --Caitlin
Post by Stephen Leland on Jun 23, 2014 23:17:33 GMT
Stephen watched the display with a crazed grin then bust into a fit of laughter at Amon's actions "THAT WAS AMAZING! DO IT AGAIN! And your not a merchantic! you a fuzzawumper!...I think... do you sell bubbles for a living?" he asked, trying to be serious but unable to stop from smiling.
"I'm not the biggest fan of that particular energy drink, and I'm definitely not a Tamaranean, so that trick didn't work," replied Amon.
"As for you Stephen, are you drunk or something? I know that the fourth wall doesn't exist here, but dang man..."
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Stephen Leland on Jun 23, 2014 23:27:13 GMT
Stephen giggled "AHH! You got me Amon! I had precisely 12 tankards of scotch before I came here! I feel happy as a feather! or was it happy as a candlestick.... i'm a little lost.. but who cares!!! This is fuuun!" he cracked up, flopping down into a lying position on the ground.
Post by Caitlin Cockfoster on Jun 23, 2014 23:27:41 GMT
she blinked. "Maybe I do," she answered in all seriousness, "I bet I sell wonderful bubbles, big bubbles, big as the SKY! and you can fly in them, yes!"
She sat her glass down next to the decanter and leaned back. This was nice... like falling into a vat of marshmallow fluff. Calm, muffled, the rest of the world blocked out by the closed door to his cabin, and here they were safe inside. Safe from reality, safe from their own complicated lives. Safe from duty. Safe from context. Just. Safe. --Caitlin
"...I'm good on flying at the moment...my dreams are as crushed as my sternum for now..." said Amon, wincing a little.
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Stephen Leland on Jun 23, 2014 23:35:31 GMT
"Oh that sounds lovely" Stephen said with a nod "Do you sell different kinds of bubbles? Like chartreuse or green?... what is chartreuse exactly? It sounds like a food. I do enjoy food." He cocked his head to the side "I wonder when my wife will return from the war... or do I have a wife. HEY! MERCHANTIC! Do I have a wife?"
"Hey Cait, as far as you are aware of, are Danny and Stephen a couple, or just friends out to confuse the shippers out there? I'd ask Danny but she's been AWOL and the only other source of knowledge is currently drunk."
"I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible! And when I leave, you will finally understand why storms are named after people!" - Taryn, Nerf This
Post by Caitlin Cockfoster on Jun 24, 2014 0:01:36 GMT
"Definitely a couple" She grinned with michief twinkling in her eyes
She sat her glass down next to the decanter and leaned back. This was nice... like falling into a vat of marshmallow fluff. Calm, muffled, the rest of the world blocked out by the closed door to his cabin, and here they were safe inside. Safe from reality, safe from their own complicated lives. Safe from duty. Safe from context. Just. Safe. --Caitlin
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