acatalepsy_logs | Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

Who: Everyone! It's a mingle post for the first week of Struxta sickness!!
Where: All around the temple
When: During the first week of the sickness
Rating PG?? At most??
What: Curry, blankets and pillow forts, and other assorted sick things

[With the Struxta illness sweeping through the temple like a wildfire, and with so many new arrivals trying to get adjusted to temple living, it's probably no surprise that things around the Astoria's little pocket of space have gotten a little hectic. Feeling under the weather? Looking for something warm to soothe that scratchy throat? Just want to curl up underneath a pile of blankets and not move for like, seven hours or so? Never fear! A Mysterious Helper (TM) has you covered]

A. Curry in the Kitchen

[The kitchen smells extremely nice during lunchtime this week, the only meal of the day that isn't pre-prepared by the misty servants. Like the scent of coffee intermingled with complementary spices. Those who take the initiative to investigate will find something pleasant waiting for them. A few pots of fresh made curry and steamed rice; a few pots of miso soup (a. . . little on the salty side, sorry); and some freshly brewed coffee already poured into individual mugs, along with cream and sugar and whatever additives your heart desires. It's all strewn out across the counter tops with a handwritten note pinned against the wall above the stove:]

Help yourself, and get well soon.

[There isn't any sign of the mysterious chef when you enter the kitchen, and if you arrive near the end of lunch hour, some of the food and coffee miiiiight be a bit cold. But hey! This might be a good chance to mingle with some of your new coworkers who are also seeking out a warm meal to help quell some of their cold symptoms. Just please don't sneeze into the curry pot, thanks. . .]

[Lunch will be laid out in the kitchen every day at lunchtime for the entire first week of the sickness. Help yourselves!]

B. The Temple Hallways

[THERE ARE BLANKETS AND PILLOWS EVERYWHERE]

[. . . no, seriously. For some reason, it's like you can't even walk down a hallway without tripping over a bundled up blanket or a pillow. What's up with that! For the most part, they're normal bedtime accessories, although you may find a bundle of pillows and blankets stacked up into an ENTIRE PILLOW FORT if you're lucky.]

[Pinned to the walls of the hallways (not every hallway, but enough of them that it should be easy to find one of the signs without wandering for too long) are more handwritten signs:]

Whoever can build the tallest pillow fort will receive one (1) high five as a grand prize. Good luck. Blanket provider is not responsible for anyone accidentally falling asleep in the hallways and blocking your route back to your bedroom.

[Hm. Well, that's weird. Anyway! You can build a pillow fort if you want, grab some blankets to take back to your room, or. . . nap in the hallways. Or do whatever! They're all free for the taking. Maybe you could even team up with another Circle member to try and win that extremely coveted high five??]

C. Wildcard

[Don't feel like interacting with any of the above? That's okay! Make your own prompt based on the event stuff over here, or just use this post for. . . whatever you want! It's totally and completely open for mingling for new and old characters alike, so. HAVE FUN ♥]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Seems like I got here just in time, then.

[ tony looks unsure when the kid produces a small item, but he watches it carefully anyway. he blinks a few times, leaning in a little closer to try and figure out what it is he's looking at. ]

Um... okay. Cool party trick, kid.

[ He sets the dinosaur down on the pillow floor, looking pleased as punch with himself, even though it required literally zero effort from him aside from just thinking. Still, it doesn't take Prompto much to be entertained, and that was cool, right? It's way cool. ]

I know, right? [ Just gonna...take that at face value. ] Wish I had two of 'em though, so they could have, like, a dino battle. Oh — reminds me, you didn't, uh, see a robot lizard on your way in, did you?

[ ...This is a weirdly specific question. ]

If you made that one, why can't you make another?

[ oh... goddamnit, why is he invested in this now? ]

Sure didn't. Why? Did you lose one?

Oh. Uh — I didn't make that one. Well — I kinda did? I gave my friend the idea and he rapped it into existence. This one here is just a magic cube I picked up in the first world.

[ He explains this all very casually, as if there is nothing weird or unusual about any of it. ]

Bartiolus — the robo-lizard — has been kiiinda getting into trouble lately. I just wanted to make sure he isn't stealin' shoes again or something.

Rapped it? Like Marshall Mathers or...?

[ um. ok. all of this is not his favorite conversation to say the least. maybe he picked the wrong fort. ]

If my shoes go missing now, I guess I know who to blame.

Like the Marshal? Uh, no, doy, the Immortal doesn't rap!

[ ...He definitely picked the wrong fort. ]

Keep me posted. He means well, but he's, uh...incorrigible. Oh — I'm Prompto, by the way.

The Marshall? Oh god, tell me this isn't a cult thing. I can't go through that again.

[ he's only half joking, but can you blame him for preempting the inevitable ptsd that will come from meeting with a cult leader who worships eminem? ]

He sounds charming. [ said flatly, but then he's relenting if only because he really is tired. he needs a minute before moving forts, even if this one is a doozy. ] Tony.

[ If there was a cult for the Marshal, Prompto would probably be a member. He'd be a member of any cult that worshiped anyone who did a cool thing once... ]

Nice you meet'cha, Tony! Hey, I haven't seen you around before — you knew?

[ The Circle is small enough and Prompto's memory photographic enough that he at least knows everyone's faces, if not their names. ]

I'm relatively shiny, yeah. Anything you wanna break down for a newb?

[ He lifts a hand so he can list off each item on his fingers: ]

First, hope you're not too attached to your phone, because the cell service here suuuuuucks! Meaning, it doesn't exist. Second, don't ask those spooky servants to do anything too vague. They take...liberties. Third, the food in space is awful. Hope we never go back there...

[ No offense, Struxta. ]

Yeah, figured out the no cell tower at our mystical kidnapping thing, thanks. I have better plans for its parts anyway.

[ oh god don't talk about those guys!!! ]

I really... really don't like those guys. Freeze-dried ice cream is okay though.

[ what is he saying?? he also hates space. ]

Wait. How many "missions" have you been on with our abductress?

Just the two, but I mean...there's only been two.

[ He leans back, jabbing a thumb importantly at his chest. ]

You're lookin' at one of the founding members of the Circle!

[ uhhh??? ]

Is that something you're proud of? And I guess, more relevantly, is that supposed to mean something to me?

It means I've been kidnapped the longest!

[ ... ]

...Guess that's, uh, not really something to brag about, though.

[ oh my GOD. tony looks so offended right now. ]

Just about the furthest from, actually. Don't tell me you're one of the witch's groupies.

...That's about the size of it, actually.

[ Geez, that sounds kinda bad, doesn't it? ]

B-but you really ought to meet her before you make your call! She's really...[ don't say cute don't say cute ] ....cute....

[ Dammit. ]

Don't Skip Your Flu Shot

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