Covent Garden Flowers, Friday (6/21)

[goldfishontherocks]

So no, Keyleth wasn't feeling any less mildly queasy today than she had felt yesterday. Or the day before. Feeling much worse, though? That was definitely happening, and it was a much more pervasive kind of sick feeling than the week they'd spent in a radioactive wasteland. Probably because of the fact that she could sense the entire island dying very rapidly, and because of the bone-deep horror that seemed to suffuse the entire blight. Between the plant life withering away to nothing and the animals getting twisted into awful monster creatures? Yeah.

So she looked a bit pale and unsteady by the time she made it in to work today -- there was no grey tint to her skin, and she hadn't sprouted wings or anything new and terrifying, though. It wasn't that she was infected, so much as it was that purely on account of her druidic training she was far more aware, in a conscious and informed way, of the infection than she would have liked to be.

She might have been tending to the plants in the shop with a bit of manic overprotectiveness today, but really, could you blame her? As much as her rational brain knew all of this was beyond her control, that Fandom itself kept hopping from one reality to another, she couldn't help feeling like she'd failed the island somehow.

Just. Damn it.

[OOC: Shop open, no OCD!]

Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

When the Troopers slated for the morning shift arrived, it was to a station that was- well, not quite deserted, because of course there had been a couple of their brothers working the overnight shift.

But the sheriff wasn't there. He usually beat them to the shift changeover by a good hour or so.

Another hour passed, and still no sheriff. No answer when they tried comming him either. This... wasn't good.

The Trooper Station was open, if somewhat quiet and subdued today due to the fact that the sheriff was nowhere to be seen.

The Holoscene, Friday

[thishouseishaunted]

Mae had the most pleasant, relaxing program she could find set up in Holosuite One. It had absolutely no fighting, all the trees were bright and healthy looking, and it was an extremely pleasant, breezy twilight all the time. The only thing glowing was the setting sun, and all the animals were behaving perfectly normally, thank you very much.

Because Mae figured she wasn't the only person in need of a less terrifying place to hang out, there was a sign up on the door:

PEACEFUL HAPPY WOODS PARTY
NO DRAMA, NO CREEPINESS, NO MONSTERS ALLOWED

She managed, after some effort, to also email that around. She was banking pretty hard on mutated people not getting their act together enough to read emails or signs, yes.

She also had a bat nearby. Just in case one of them did.

[open to all, including monstered in the "monsters get whaled on" thread]

The Park; Friday Night [06/21].

[hashtag_chocobro]

Prompto had certainly had an interesting set of changes through the day, and, during the day, he'd kept himself hidden, kept himself in a state of waiting, almost slumber, to stay out of the cursed light, which burned, which sap his energy, which was no good, no good at all. But once the sun had set and darkness crept over the island, he felt himself becoming stronger, more powerful....the daemon he was always meant to be merging with the monster had had become, skin pale, eyes bleeding black down his sunken cheeks, the weight of the single spiraling horn pushed out of his head like a counter to his hair swoop dragging his head down toward his scaled and spiked arm arms, pulsing with a need, a desire, an intent to destroy...

And now that the harmful light had gone away, Prompto decided to take advantage of it and roam...wander...skulking away from steetlamps and glowing with menacing energy in the shadows, searching, watching, hunting...he wasn't sure what for, exactly, but it didn't seemed to matter, as long as it was something, anything...

So long as it was dark...

[[ i love my fandom and my dumb canon! open park is open, because a whole ton of people are definitely going to be out in the middle of the night on an island full of monsters, riiiiiight? With a bit of an SP due to work warning ]]