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world # 6: joikull.

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welcome to joikull.

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COMMENT SECTION:	MOD QUESTIONS \| BEYOND THE WALLS \| TASK SUBMISSIONS
WORLD INFO:	WHEN YOU WAKE UP \| JOIKULL \| NEW MAGIC \| BEYOND THE WALLS \| JUMP SUMMARY \| MOD NOTE

You're lying in bed, when it happens. There's an odd pulling sensation in your stomach, and people who have been through this before know that the Jump is about to occur. You have time to grab what's closest to you, and that's about it, before you suddenly wake up in... a bed? But not your own.

The first thing you notice: the temperature.

You were comfortable when you fell asleep, but now it’s very, very cold. Even if you pull the blanket up over your head, the chill seems settled into your bones. How did it get this cold? You were sure the flurries at the Temple last week were not in your bedroom.

When you finally peek out to face the rest of the world, it will start to make sense. Your room appears to be made of ice now. You are, as far as you can tell, inside an igloo. Your blanketed bed is made of wood, but everything else inside is ice. The door. The desk. The floor. It’s all carved out of the stuff, to an expert degree, sure, but it’s still ice.

Just when you begin to wonder what in the hell is going on, there is a ping on your watch.

A NOTE FROM YOUR FRIENDLY NEIGHBORHOOD WITCH.

"Hello, dear Traveler! It worked, it worked..."

Astoria's expression is cheerful and chipper, on the watch. Those who have done this for awhile know that Astoria typically reaches out before the Jump, but for the second time in a row, she seems to have managed to contact you afterward.

"You are now in Joikull! It appears to be a bit cold, so I sent you with some coats and things in your rooms! Make sure you wear them. ♥ I feel a darkness in that world that is hard to explain, a bit warm but -- "

Astoria's voice suddenly stops there, and her brow furrows slightly. The image wavers, ever so much, and Astoria's eyes suddenly shift off-screen, her mouth opened slightly, her brow furrowing in confusion. There is a sound of a voice offscreen, but it's a bit too muffled to make out. And then, Astoria says:

"How did you get here?"

But the image cuts, after that. You have little time to wonder what the hell that was on about, though: you're busy pulling on the fur-lined coat that Astoria has seemingly left you, and set off to explore . . . what had she said, again? Joikull?

WHEN YOU WAKE UP.

Welcome to Joikull!

➜ It hits you in waves — the icy cold, biting and relentless. Whether you’re accustomed or unaccustomed to the cold, the temperature is a drastic contrast to that of the Temple’s. The walls around you are a transient white, and it’s not long before you realize that they too are forged from ice. There are 2 other beds in your room, both of which are occupied, and the wood underneath you begins to creak.

Suddenly, an elderly woman enters the room, clanging a silvery white (is that more ice?) pot and pan. “Rise and shine, darlings!” she crows out before standing at the center of the room. “It’s time for breakfast! She beckons you to come downstairs, and should you follow her, you’ll be sure to discover that practically all of this newly discovered...inn? is also forged from ice.

➜ The dining room is grand — it’s fitted for a castle of sorts, but this appears to be the norm around here. The tables are overflowing with food, ranging from warm stews and breads to chilled meats and sweet, frozen delicacies. And when one plate runs out, Joikull’s civilians rush to simply fix another one out of thin air. And while there are plenty of other natives here, none of them seem to be eating. In fact, they seem to be looking excitedly at you to eat instead. You've got to be hungry, don't you?

➜ People are quick to make conversation with you, and if they notice that you’re cold, you may get wrapped into somebody’s embrace or asked if you need to huddle for warmth. Perhaps you’re better off asking one of your Circle members?

JOIKULL: MORE THAN JUST THE COLD

The city is built on the top of a mountain, with cliffsides surrounding each side. With the help of the stone and the ice, the city itself is grand in scale. Buildings and homes and places of business have all been expertly crafted and carved. Lives happen here, as they do in any city, and they all seem to surround themselves with ice, snow, or the continued existence of it. The magic is particularly curious, as it doesn't seem to match the rest of it, but there doesn't seem to be any clue as to why.

➜ Do you want to build a snowman? No, really - in one of the parks there seem to be a large group of natives (all swirling snow and ice and all) who are collecting snow into forms and figures. They'll ask for your help, if you're willing to grant it, and while putting together the snow and ice you'll find that you're able to create...a new person? Or at least a new native, with an energy, personality, and appearance all their own! They will also want to be your new best friend, so I hope you're...ready for someone to follow you around at least for a day or two. No worries if you've decided to do some crafting on your own, though. They definitely need the magic of the natives (and not the new, warm kind) to actually come alive. So if you want wanted to make something on your own, you're quite safe.

➜ The city seems to basically be made of ice. And by basically, we mean almost entirely. The use of wood and fire and food and really, anything that isn't ice and snow, is all vaguely new and foreign to the natives. You may be asked, even walking down the street, how to use a specific item or what to do with it. If asked, they got it through the magic, it looks quite fun! They just need....some help! Or it's possibly you can see a native using something in a very incorrect way. Will you step in?

➜ You're more than welcome to explore the city. The natives are all quite trusting and eager to welcome you into their lives! But something you may notice while you do so is the...well. Way that everything seems a bit off. It's subtle, so much that you might not even notice it, but the walls of this building definitely seem to be...melting. No, that can't be possible, can it? The natives will argue with you, say that everything is fine, but actually no - you're looking at it now - and it's definitely melting. Like. Very much so. But what can you do?

A CELEBRATION OF VISITORS

Joikull’s people are more than amiable enough — and they’re at their prime during their festivals. This celebration has been hosted with the intention of welcoming the Circle, and it certainly shows. They’ve up and concocted makeshift buildings to accommodate their festivities, and a circle of flora forged from ice surrounds the premises. There are stalls, games, and food for all, alongside people eager for your company.

➜ It's only natural that in a winter wonderland, you're expected to get creative with snow: well, it appears as though Joikull has taken a bit too far. There are games ranging from the average game of rope tow to full fledged snow wars. People have gathered into teams, and fortresses have been constructed from the ice — the objective of this game seems to be to destroy your enemy's defenses. With the power of magic, everyone has a bit of an advantage...and a disdvantage. Apparently, the winners will be receiving a day's worth of shopping fully on the house.

Or you could play rope tow. That's an option too.

➜ Food is integral to any festival. Today, plates of curry are offered from vendor to vendor — now, curry may seem a bit random, but this is the first time they've been able to make it due to the sudden surge of magic! Does it taste alright? Some plates are far spicier than they should be, but it's the thought that counts. Wash it down with pineapple upside down cake-on-a-stick, or a few gourmet popsicles (all of which which happen to be enchanted with a random side effect unbeknowest to you.)

➜ Keeping warm is likely on your mind right now. The vendors have rustic, sizable antiques to offer, varying from lanterns to wooden carvings to glass orbs, but they also have a collection of weavery to offer as well. Oversizes dresses and jackets seem to be in style right now — but there are ponchos and hats to suit your needs as well.

➜ Once the sun begins to set, Joikull’s citizens get into position, all circling the center of the festival grounds. Suddenly, they hook arms, joyfully dancing and shifting from person to person. It appears as though they’re square dancing — either find or a partner or get roped into a dance unwillingly! The goal is to dance until you’re the last pair left; the flashier you are (perhaps with the aid of magic), the more attention you’ll draw to yourselves.

BEYOND THE WALLS.

The decision to venture down under the fortress to get beyond the walls is one you will need to make on your own, as the natives are quite adamant about the fact there is nothing wrong and nothing to see out there. It will actually take you, and other Circle Members, to even find the door that will lead you out of the city - an old, dusty, boarded up doorway. Boarded up with wood, strangely enough.

Your decision to investigate is entirely up to you. If you signed up here, it will be your or your team’s decision on when, and for how long.

The natives weren’t wrong - the trip will be dangerous, but there are enough supplies for you to bring with you to survive, as long as something else doesn’t get in the way.

For those who have decided to go off into this journey, direct your attention to The Beyond The Walls Log!

TEAMS/GROUPS/ADVENTURERS
Zari, Wanda, Steve, Bucky, and Nate.

Hisoka

Pigdge, Shiro, Firo, and North.

Roy, Riza, Maes, Molly, and Konoha.

Vex, Vax, and Percy.

Ruby, Ren, and Carmen.

HELP NEEDED:

➜ Calling all able-and-solid-bodied workers! The festival is in need of some hard working hands to help, you guessed it - CARVE SOME ICE. There are new structures in need and new buildings that need help and they need as many hands as possible to carve into these huge blocks. Their new magic just isn’t working fast enough!

➜ Are you interested in food? Cooking? What about trying to teach the natives about said food and cooking? Because somehow, this magic has created a way for them to find food - mostly veggies and salted meats - but they’ve never eaten before! And this looks fun! Share some of that knowledge and experience, yeah?

➜ There are booths set up all along the main street of Joikull sporting a variety of games, crafts, fortune tellers, drinks and food, and everything else in between. And boy- do they need help managing! Ever wanted to work in the service industry? For an entire population of ice people? Now’s your chance.

➜ Clean up! Each day, as the sun begins to set, it will be time to clean everything up and put it away. Even with the new and fun lights everywhere around, making the job much easier than it would have been previous, it’s still a bit more…..difficult. Can you tell a small ice statue from the next? How about sweeping up snow off of…snow? Have fun! Because the natives are leaving you pretty much on your own.

➜ One of the larger establishments (Marietta’s Mansion is the name carved above the front door) is a working and busy tavern of sorts. Natives move in and out of the large open space chattering loudly an excitedly about all of the newest and brightest things they’ve seen. But what Marietta, yes the owner, can’t seem to keep any of her native workers on task. Spend too much time in here and she will put you to work - carving new seats out of the walls, cleaning the tables, figuring out some way to keep everything from wearing down and melting…it never used to be this difficult for her before!

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[a: free ~~hugs~~ warmth]

[While this new world is pretty and interesting, Ren is undoubtedly not built to weather this kind of cold. While he is wearing a coat that got sent along with him - a rather dramatic and wide-sleeved thing he got made in Faerun - he's still hugging his elbows a bit while they're in the inn area.

Thankfully(?) he's shameless enough to jump at the opportunity to approach others for help with this, and as soon as he sees anyone else looking remotely uncomfortable with the cold, he pounces. Or at least pops up in front of them with a bright smile.]

Are you cold? Do you need some help? [He offers his arms out in...yeah, that's a hug, but hey, sharing body warmth is a wonderful thing.]

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[b: do you want to build a...society]

[Ren has noticed the whole "locals building a snowman makes it into a person" thing, so while he definitely wants to get in on this fun time, he'll somewhat conspiratorially approach anyone else in the area. The stage whisper he gives them with a hand to one side of his mouth kind of ruins any impression he's trying to actually keep a low profile, though.]

Hey, do you want to make the coolest snowman here and then have one of the locals finish it for us...? [PRIORITIES.]

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[c: masterchef joikull]

[As it happens, though it hasn't really been relevant prior to now, Ren is actually an extremely good cook. So when he sees some of the locals looking a bit lost about how to cook with these new things they've managed to find, he's more than ready to help out.

Except...that's a pretty big group he's run into who are looking for help. While he's definitely not inexperienced with herding large numbers of people, it's not very fun, so he leans over to any other Circle members who happen to be passing by.]

How are your cooking skills...? Or your crowd control skills, I guess...

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[d: fun and games]

[In terms of the festival, Ren is also more than happy to help run one of the booths, which is essentially a fancy version of a darts game. Five targets, and three to five shots depending on how much you pay, with a selection of three types of ammo - traditional darts, something similar to a safe(r) version of a throwing knife, and something that looks weirdly like the shape of a playing card, just made of something a bit sturdier than paper. The prizes work on a points system, so one bullseye can get you a good prize, but the more you get, the better the prize will be. Just so it's slightly less of a walk in the park for experienced players.

Ren's wandering around outside the stall for the most part, drifting to the side of any passing Circle member like he's been drawn there magnetically.]

Want to come try out our game...? It's really fun, I promise~ [And not rigged, which is always a bonus for carnival games.]

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[e: wildcard]

[[Ren's probably going to be doing plenty of exploring and meeting the people, so feel free to run into him doing other stuff, or hit me up at

reviseleviathan if you want to do anything more specific!]]

[Firo approaches the familiar face with a wave, though his perfunctory smile of greeting soon turns into confusion at the invitation. He hasn't yet seen how the snowmen come to life, so the purpose so far is lost on him.]

...Why? What's with the kid stuff, anyway?

[They're a little old for snowmen, aren't they?]

[Ren puffs out his cheeks a bit at that question, which is...probably not helping his case on maturity level, but then, he's never dropped that sort of thing even as an adult.]

Are you one of those people who thinks you have to stop doing everything fun just because you're an adult...? [He does reluctantly turn around and point out the locals building them before too long, though.] The ones they make are coming to life. I think this is how they make new people.

[Firo opens his mouth to respond that an adult should have some dignity (in other words, yes, he is one of those people), but the debate about adulthood pales in comparison to the rest of what Ren's said. He frowns and folds his arms over his chest.]

Seriously? You expect--

[He wants to remain skeptical, but, well... Right where Ren indicates, Firo can see the miracle take place.

His tone changes from wary to almost exasperated as he turns back to Ren. Why can't they go to a normal world for once?]

How's that supposed to work? And why would you wanna do it, anyway?

[Ren just waits for Firo to interrupt himself there, because he's pretty sure what the locals are doing nearby speaks for itself. He has to give him a bit of a head-tilted look of confusion at the reaction, though, because he's definitely not the kind of person who wants to be doing anything normal, ever.]

Magic, probably? And if we're here and meant to be helping, then it makes sense to help out with this kind of thing too, doesn't it? And we can be responsible for making a really interesting new person to contribute~

[Ren mostly just wants to see if he can make a person with four arms or something and have that come to life, probably.]

[Firo bites his lip and wonders if this process, whatever it is, could be some sort of alchemy. It doesn't look like anything in Szilard's memories--or, rather, in those few memories of Szilard's that Firo dares to skim over right now.

He blinks, coming back to himself after the moments of thought. Half-distracted, he blurts out whatever comes to mind, watching the locals all the while.]

And then what? Are you gonna stick around to take care of it or something?

What, do you think we came here to be parents...? [Ren curls a hand against his mouth a little, seemingly amused at the idea.] It seems like they don't act like little kids, doesn't it? So I'm sure they can take care of themselves...

[Or the locals can take care of them. They seem all too eager to crowd around the newly-made people and start showing them around this place that they've been created into.]

[Firo puffs out his cheeks in annoyance.]

Hey, I'm not the one who brought up creating a new person.

[Though he can see from their surroundings that Ren's right about the self-sufficiency of the locals, so there's no point in protesting. He folds his arms and looks at Ren expectantly.]

Well? Are you gonna get to it?

I never said anything about taking care of them, though... [There's something of a lighthearted chide to that, as if Ren's poking fun about apparently having paid more attention to the situation. Which is rare for him.

He tilts his head at Firo's question, though.] I asked for your help, didn't I? If I was going to do it all by myself, why would I be asking for help...?

[He's apparently dragging Firo into this ridiculousness one way or another, though the stubbornness has only made him all the more determined.]

So? It's the responsible thing to do.

[But they've established that the resulting person would probably be taken care of just fine, so he doesn't argue further for the moment.

...Instead, he sighs and leans down to start gathering up some snow. In spite of his protests, he is curious about this whole process. For now, he's playing along, though also trying to keep his lack of enthusiasm clear on his face.]

It's been ages since I've made anything like this...

It's your fault for thinking I'm responsible, then~ [Which Ren is absolutely not, at least not when he can offload all his responsibilities onto someone else. He can be a functional adult, he just prefers not to be if at all possible.

In any case, when Firo bends down to start gathering snow, Ren does so as well, though not without a light smile at the unimpressed look on his face.]

I'm sure it'll come back to you, just like riding a bike. Besides, it's not like we have to make all of it. We'll need to leave a little bit for the locals.

Never rode a bike, either.

[He starts to roll the snow around to form what he hopes will be a good base for this snow person.]

So what'll we have them do? Come to think of it, I didn't bring a carrot for the nose.

[He says it all dryly because of course he didn't; this isn't at all what he planned to do today.]

Ren Suzugamori | Cardfight!! Vanguard | OTA

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