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☆ Event: Fright Night
I. The Mist
The mist does not discriminate. Humans and Witches find themselves gaining the parts of Monsters, or even creatures that live outside the Wall. Monsters gain parts that don’t match up to their species - Arachne with wings or gills, Turnskin with antlers and Merrow tails, Puca with the teeth and claws of predators or the horns of unicorns or the scales of lizards, such strange sights become more and more common as morning approaches slowly. Mirrorbound may find that they can even gain the features and mannerisms of creatures from their home worlds. It all seems to happen wholly at random. These parts may not even last; plenty of citizens lose their new additions after just hours, only to gain new ones in the meanwhile. In the dark, wee hours of the morning, the city erupts into chaos. b. Widespread Chaos
Some may be lucky enough to escape the mists or its effects somehow, but the vast majority of the city hasn’t -- and it’s telling, from the sounds of people in the streets, that no one’s particularly happy about the turn of events. Many are in pain, many are blind with panic and upset. How could this happen? What’s going on? Many of the shouts attribute blame to the Coven allowing the practice of at-times experimental magics, while others turn it into anti-Monster sentiment, claiming the Monster population wants them all to suffer the way they do. Other tinfoil-hat-ists spread their conspiracy theories loudly, laying the blame squarely on Dorchacht - retribution for the Monsters the Mirrorbound stole from their city. This is an attack, they shout! The actual truth remains to be seen, however. There are plenty who don’t care about the truth and pay little attention to the rumors. They’re opportunists at heart, and a city in chaos is good for lining pockets. Some less-affected and less-moral citizens take to the streets of the Shopping and Aristocratic districts, throwing rocks through windows, banging down doors, looting shops and the houses of the wealthy of whatever valuables they can carry with them. Even a gang of kids from one of the orphanages in the Harbor District, sporting their own mismatched new features, can be spotted roaming the city, looting stores and homes, stealing from people incapacitated in the streets. They can’t pass up an opportunity when they have so little to begin with. c. State of Emergency
Those who have learned healing magic are asked to report to makeshift first aid stations scattered around the city to help those dealing with more violent, bloody transformations. Anyone with prior law enforcement experience are tasked with helping contain and stop the looting and the muggings. More still are called to try and figure out some way to get rid of the mist, or reverse its effects. None of the assignments are mandatory, plenty are unable to assist as they deal with their own afflictions, but any help is greatly appreciated. |
II. Damage Control
Some can keep it together just enough to go about their daily lives as best they can with their new ‘additions’, but others rapidly start to lose their minds in ferality, even those with strong Witch-Monster Bonds. Miss Nessie is quick to whip the Coven into action to help preserve the peace as much as possible. There isn’t enough room to contain so many feral citizens, but they try to make do. All available Mirrorbound, Witch and Monster, who are able and want to help contain the people of Aefenglom or each other are taught a simple knock-out spell, or given slips of paper enchanted with the same, to literally knock some sense into the ferals. It won’t hurt them in the long term, but it will give them a time-out and help pull their minds out of their pits of animal instinct. Plenty of citizens will be thankful for this. That doesn’t mean everyone is happy to see the Mirrorbound around town. They may notice that they get more scowls while they’re out and about, more whispers and dirty looks. They come from humans the most, but especially the wealthier people of the city, dealing with their own share of terrible transformations, who mutter under their breaths words like, “Knew they would bring trouble with them. Knew it right from the start.” Known Mirrorbound may find themselves being kicked out of higher class shops in the Shopping District, or even spit on in the streets. Poorer citizens, especially Monsters, see things differently, however: they’ve seen the refugees from Dorchacht, they know what was done for some of their kind. They’ll admit that the Mirrorbound have brought trouble with them, but a little trouble isn’t always a bad thing - sometimes you’ve got to shake things up and disturb the status quo. Though they’re dealing with bizarre changes and an increased risk of going feral, they have faith that the Mirrorbound will help solve this problem. Of course, this difference in opinion just means both sides argue louder and fight harder. |
III. The Refugees
They’d been warned that certain urges would be stronger, that magic could wax and wane like the moons themselves, but this? This rampant disorder, the odd turning present in so many citizens and Mirrorbound alike, the Coven and Parliament’s bid on attempting some sort of damage control--? Is this what they left Dorchacht for, from one far too controlling city to one that didn’t seem to have any control at all? They aren’t in chains, at least. They can choose their Bonds if they’d like one. But it’s put them on edge enough that some linger by the docks, both wanting to leave to someplace “safe” in their eyes and wishing to stay. The latter wins out in most cases, seeking to help the Mirrorbound as they were helped themselves, though they may be suffering from the mists themselves... oddly, they seem to be more aware of themselves in a way that the natives are not, likely learned behavior leftover from Dorchacht to keep themselves in check; the compulsion spell had only helped compulsion, after all, there’d been a genuine want to remain secure and safe in their minds even with the situation as it was. Unfortunately, there’s plenty of locals who see the refugees as part of the problem -- before the Mirrorbound, before Dorchacht, Aefenglom had been fine, and in continuing these thoughts, they’re not... the friendliest to outsiders. Some are more likely to retaliate violently with new-found additions to their physiology and skillset when the refugees attempt to help, with whispers, conspiracy theories, and nasty rumors all the while spreading at a rapid pace. As bad as Dorchacht had been, maybe they had a point about the strange, suggestive magic used across the city. Maybe it’s something Aefenglom should look into too, during the fuller moons, should this be the beginning of something worse as the new year rises at the end of the month. But hopefully -- and this is the hope of all -- it simply remains a one-off, freak happening at the end of the year, and they pray the new one fares better. |
IV. The Aftermath
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wildcard!!!!
fright night was where eren walks around more. too many people getting caught in crossfires and entanglements, too many accidents and regrets when the moons are gone. he’ll help who he can, and has aided a handful on his way to the riverside.
there is just a huge ass bear-goat stalking him from afar, he knows because he smells it, tastes it with each tongue flick (can’t say it wasn’t a completely foreign smell— he’s felt it somewhere before, and it hasn’t been too long). the pet dragon, dawning plenty more scales than his usual form takes continues to walk on his two digitigrade legs with the balance and ease of a veteran monster. you could say he’s taking the presence rather calmly,
eren would say he’s leading him on. ]
lets GO
Even before, back home- while he was entirely capable of staying out of sight or remaining unnoticed, he wasn't exactly sneaky. Creeping up silently wasn't exactly in his wheelhouse. So of course now, the best that he'd become in the shimmering mist blanketing all of Aefenglom, of course that wouldn't be the case either.
But at least now, he doesn't even care.
The creature smells like another predator- something confident and unafraid, a threat to the territory. So of course he's ambling along behind him, keeping a steady pace of growing closer to the reptilian man. The large paw pads are quiet enough, though he doesn't seem bothered by the occasional rattle of a loose stone, or the scraping noise of large claws brushing the streets as he starts moving quicker, building up speed into something more like a run.
And, when he gets close enough? Rumbling deeply as he rears up on back legs and tries to headbutt into the poor chill dragon just trying to go home or whatever Eren is doing.]
SHOVES UP SLEEVES
but here he is now, months and year(s??) after that where he may be able to stand a chance. when the bear-goat stands, eren leans back to do the same, throwing his head down and exposing his granite horns into impact. it’s thick, the hit comes with the crackling of keratin scraping against each other, and he makes an effort of tangling the curve of his into the other monster’s. he doesn’t want them to separate so quickly. ]
This isn’t your space, is it? [ the dragon goads him purposefully. try harder than that, he conveys through a brilliant shine of scales burning with color and body language that may say: i’m about to destroy this man’s career and his territory. ]
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It's questionably effective when Eren is all tall muscular limbs and scales himself.
But the threat of such a brilliant display isn't lost on him, despite all suggestions that words are meaningless in the air. The tone carries, the cocky sort of confidence that speaks of someone unwilling to back down, of seeing this conflict through. Again, he thrashes at the locking of their horns, a large paw coming up to swipe at anything he can reach with another enraged noise.
Everything is simple and primal to him right now: With the combination of this ferality, the full moon, the rutting season, everything is about territory and dominance and food supply, assuring all of those and destroying anything that may threaten it.]
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he's bringing out the outrage. that's just what he wants for big ol' pooh. ]
You're just going to let me waltz around here? [ words may not be clear, but meaning is as much as the last taunt, and displays still run high on repeat. in a snap, eren manages to pull back and free himself, snapping his tail sideways to incite the bear more than truly hurt him. eren can't shake off the scent that seems familiar, so he won't do anything unnecessary.
with a few steps back, he just wants shinjiro to bolt for him. ]