Today we weed the park all SANTA BABYYYYYY

[ourearth]

Date: 1.12.2018
Characters: Open!
Note: Like all welcome mingles, this is a SoL free-for-all mingle meant to get new characters involved by centering around something relevant to them. Without further ado, please welcome Runar!

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While the poppies were significantly less creepy than the spiders, they still posed a problem - namely, that there were way too many of them. So after a few weeks of having discussed what to do about them, everyone living in the Mossgate Council area has been requested to help with cleaning up the environment and helping prepare things for the winter. A community clean-up day has been announced for the first Saturday of December, and everyone is requested to volunteer.

Mostly, this means weeding poppies down to a reasonable amount, but it also involves general clean-up and some raking of fallen leaves.

Volunteers are equipped with baskets and tools and sent out into the Greens, onto the beach, and into all other public areas the poppies have sprung up in. The zoo and the Manor house are also happy about anyone who wants to help with clearing their grounds.

And in the evening, the Christmas illuminations at the High Street light up. As is traditional, a children's choir sings for this occasion, and the Mayor takes one of the choir children with him to switch the lights on. At the same time, the Christmas market - really just a few food stalls and a handful of arts and crafts stalls, as well as a little stage where singer-songwriters and childrens' entertainers perform on weekends - opens.

Comments

[fairfeste]

"Oh." That seems much more useful, and makes much more sense when Feste thinks about it. "...It's a good thing we're not being grade." They would definitely fail.

They go back to their little patch, mulling over this new information. "...What other kinds of things have you gotten? I haven't been able to tell with mine, unless they're memories."

[iamnotgod]

"School structures are useful - right up until they aren't," Walter points out.

There were many, many things that the pressure to get a good grade couldn't help with.

As Feste asked their question, Walter gets back to work, sighing partway through dropping off another pulled poppy.

"The memories are the most salient, for me... I can't forget anything, anymore."

[fairfeste]

Feste looks up at him, eyes a little wide. "...That sounds like... a lot." They do enough embarrassing/foolish things that they would hate to not be able to forget anything. Even if it would make other things a bit easier.

[iamnotgod]

Walter shrugs, though the motion is incorporated into what he's already doing and as such can go unnoticed.

"It happened after... at Pride, with the cake. You didn't happen to have anything from that, did you?" he asks, stopping again to turn and look at Feste.

"Or anything else from before Halloween?"

He's changing the subject on purpose, Feste can probably guess.

[fairfeste]

Feste gets the point, and won't linger on whatever else has happened to Walter. "I mean... I've never figured out what happened when I first got my number. Which was about... a month before Halloween?"

[iamnotgod]

"Around the time they started the bomb evacuation, then?"

Walter's first Echo had been similarly confusing - considering he hadn't been in Mossgate when it happened, and hadn't been able to recognize it for what it was until the memory-enhancing Echo happened.

He still didn't really understand it.

[fairfeste]

"Uh, yeah, I little bit after that I think." Unfortunately, Feste's is pretty subtle, especially since they haven't been in front of a camera recently- they always seem to be cast in the perfect lighting for pictures or film. "I don't know what the one I got when talking to you did, either." Not to mention with Grandpa and the spiders...

[iamnotgod]

"... We'd been talking about jinxes, though that association does seem somewhat esoteric in retrospect."

Again he goes back to de-poppying his assigned piece of ground.

[fairfeste]

"Well, I mean, I haven't tried to jinx anyway, maybe that's the trick." Feste shoots him a smile, clearly meaning it as a joke. Though, thinking about it... they kind of have to wonder.

[iamnotgod]

Walter raises an eyebrow.

"Probably a good thing, in that case. Assuming that also means no one's deserved to be jinxed, here."

[fairfeste]

Feste laughs a little. "I mean, I don't usually try to jinx people," they say, shrugging, "It would be weird if it actually worked."

[iamnotgod]

"That's for sure," comes Walter's reply.

It's not something he'd consider idly either.

"Sounds as much of a 'with great power comes great responsibility' scenario as one can get, as well."

If it even actually worked.

[fairfeste]

"I'm not sure anyone should give me that kind of power." They would... probably be able to use it responsibly. Probably. They've managed to not be terrible to their siblings, and sometimes they are very annoying. "Hopefully they didn't."

[iamnotgod]

"We don't seem to have any say over what we're 'given' to begin with."

Let alone any idea who (or what; it's still a disturbing concept to Walter) could be giving them.

"On the one hand, I'd say it's safer to experiment under controlled conditions - the rest of me says to avoid risking drawing on that sort of power by whatever means possible."

[fairfeste]

Again, Feste isn't even sure they have magic, but they shrug. "I probably won't. Unless I figure out I can do something cool or helpful that wouldn't hurt anyone." Jinxes would probably hurt people.

[iamnotgod]

"Not an immediate worry, then?"

He'd read an awful lot of stories, in more than a few genres, that'd had 'be careful what you wish for' as a theme. Best not to try to rush coming up with a 'good' jinx, let alone jump to conclusions in the first place.

"... We should probably get back to this, anyhow."

[fairfeste]

Feste looks back at the expanse field of poppies, sighing. Yeah, Walter can probably take a break, but they still have a lot to do. "Yeah..." And so they go back to plucking the flowers up best they can.