ximilian: (Default)
ximilia mods ([personal profile] ximilian) wrote in [community profile] ximilialog2023-10-08 08:05 am

MISSION: THE SUN NEVER SETS ON AMARYLLIS GROVE

M I S S I O N   1 7 . 1

UNIT-YPLEASANTVILLEAFTER DARKFYI

// INTRO. UNIT-Y  


Over the course of the station’s downtime, even the least astute observer will notice the sudden influx of crewmates aboard the station. Before you can further inquire and investigate this anomaly in your usual routine, your earpiece will ping! with the familiar sound of a newly received mission file. Viveca’s voice immediately follows.

// VIVECA
“Hi everyone, you’ll find details for your next mission are ready. This time the orb has been located somewhere in a town called Amaryllis Grove, and based on my research, the best way to start looking for it will involve blending in with the towns-folk who live there. Just like our last mission, those of you who don’t have natural humanoid forms will have Degar’s potion available for you to help with that. See you on the platform tomorrow morning.”

After reviewing your mission file and gathering all of the necessary supplies and clothing options, those who are well prepared might have enough time for a decent night’s sleep. If you aren’t the sort to sleep before a mission, well … carry on.

When morning arrives, you’ll make your way to the teleportation platform to join your fellow crewmates. Viveca and Degar are already standing by, the latter passing around the aforementioned potion to those who will be needing one. Finally, when the entire crew has assembled, Degar starts to speak.

// DEGAR
“You might have noticed by now that there’s a few more of us than usual – there’s a reason for that, and it’s good news! I think. You see, according to our readings of all the orb shards collected so far, we’re actually coming up to the last couple of orbs. That’s pretty amazing, isn’t it? For that, we’ve been getting a few more crew members to provide a little more support as we near the finish line. But we can talk more about that after you guys get this orb back here.”

Viveca nods from her place.

// VIVECA
“Good luck, everyone. I know some of you will have questions, and we’ll be here when you get back to try our best to answer them.”

Degar lifts both hands to give them all a cheesy little thumbs up. Without further ado, the hum of the platform, as it begins to power up, grows louder and louder until it’s impossible to hear anything else but the machinery thrumming in your ears. Soon enough, you’ll feel the familiar tug at the pit of your stomach as you’re whisked away from the station and towards your destination. But for a moment that feels both too short and too long, you hear it: whispers, echoes, voices that speak to you in several tenors at once, all of them providing you with a goal in exchange for their help.

Before you have a chance to answer, your surroundings begin to paint a clearer picture. You’ll be found in your usual place of choosing: whether that’s your own household, the park, or one of the several locations in and around town.

Welcome, Orbers, to Amaryllis Grove.

TOP


// PART I.PLEASANTVILLE  


On the day of the Orbers’ arrival, the weather is crisp and sunny, the trees still lush and green with only the barest hints of the leaves beginning to yellow and redden at their tips. As the summer months slowly transition into cooler autumn temperatures, the entire town feels pleasant, even cozy. The clouds in the sky provide gentle overcast conditions and you might think to grab a light coat, or wear a longer sleeve but it is by no means chilly enough to feel anything but pleasant.

Depending on where you decided to arrive, you’ll want to begin your explorations and familiarize yourself with the Grove, which will be your home for the next little while.


1.0   The town of Amaryllis Grove will feel spacious and sprawling while also being cozy and compact. Cleanly paved streets wind in and around residential pockets and cul-de-sacs, threading through the community’s amenities, goods, and service buildings. The community centre, the library, the government offices, and the Mayor’s office can all be found in the main core of the Grove. The police station and television station (playing news and sitcoms in classic black and white) are situated nearby, and are all within walking distance of each other, and the neighbouring retail streets are located just past the block. This includes clothing boutiques, restaurants, coffee shops, grocery and general stores (which will sell all manner of hardware, cleaning supplies, and simple, household magical items). Having a vehicle will certainly help to get around town if you’re in a hurry running any errands, but a bicycle works just as well, and the walkability is pleasant for those wanting to take a stroll.

Everyone here is well-dressed in crisply ironed slacks and button-downs in neutrals, or colourful A-line skirts and dresses with delicate detailing for their tops. Children and teenagers are likewise found in school uniform consisting of dark blue pleated skirts or slacks, and white shirts. With the weather beginning to cool, a well structured jacket may also be a part of the ensemble.


2.0   Once you’ve explored some of the town, familiarizing yourself with the backstory and family history you and your fellow crewmates have corroborated together, perhaps you’ll want to explore your house. Lined up in rows of pleasant, homogeneous pitched roof structures, each house in the neighbourhood will come equipped with all of the necessary spaces to live a perfectly suburban life, the most ideal environment to raise a family and grow old amongst generations of familiar faces. Each one-storey house, in either brick or ship-lap siding and in various colours, will have 3-4 bedrooms, an attached garage for the family car, a living room, bathroom, spacious kitchen, and enough yard space to require both a lawn-cutter and a green thumb for the garden. Interiors have already been furnished with all of the up-to-date items for the time, resembling Earth’s 1950s era to an almost eerily accurate degree.

Say hello to your neighbour when they greet you or wish you a pleasant day. Many will look perfectly human, while others may seem more alien with vibrant skin, an extra limb, antennae, gills, and the like. Some also possess magical abilities which is not seen as strange or abnormal here; however, the magic used in Amaryllis Grove consists of simple household magic to aid with cooking, cleaning, and keeping the house perfectly pleasant – otherwise known as ‘petty magic’. Whether you’re used to such sights will likely depend on where you’re originally from, but no matter who lives next to or near you, they seem friendly enough. They may even invite you over for dinner, or inquire when you plan on hosting your next party.

You’ll cook, clean, sleep, and host parties and dinners with your neighbours of Amaryllis Grove within the walls of your quaint abode so it’s best to get to know the space that will undoubtedly become second nature to you.


3.0   While the concept of ‘Halloween’ does not exist in Amaryllis Grove, other such Autumn festivities are highly anticipated, namely the annual gathering of the harvest. It is otherwise colloquially named ‘the Harvest’. It won’t come as news to any of the residents, as the season ends and food is plenty, the Harvest has been a long-standing tradition to celebrate the closeness of the community, and to express one’s gratitude for the people that you surround yourself around.

Your neighbours may inquire whether you’ll be bringing the same mash potatoes as last year, or perhaps the spiced meatballs that the Alkherns simply couldn’t get enough of — they were just so delicious! Either way, you may want to start coming up with a special dish to bring to the community gathering or find someone to snag a recipe from, as it’ll gain you admiration or admonition, depending on the popularity of your offering.

TOP


// PART II.AFTER DARK  


Sunsets are beautiful, picturesque moments that conclude the end of a perfectly spent day, and the sunsets in Amaryllis Grove are certainly no different. As the town winds down and residents return to their homes for the night, you and your fellow Orbers will follow suit – as is the way of things. The nights are a little overcast during this time of the year, with cloud-cover masking out the stars and the glow of the moon. It’s quiet. Only the sounds of night-insects chirping can be heard, and the soft, occasional coo of a bird asleep in its nest.


4.0   Perhaps you’re catching up on some late-night reading, or grabbing a late-night snack or a night-cap. The last of the evening hours are usually spent in the comfort of your own home until a new day begins, although there is a town speakeasy that remains open until late, if you can find it. Once you climb into bed, there really doesn’t seem to be a reason for anything other than a soundless, well-deserved rest.

You’ll be tucked up in your own bed, or perhaps the bed you share with your backstory-spouse, when you hear a shrill scream that wakes you up from your sleep. High on the adrenaline, you may want to don a robe and your slippers and step outside past your front door where you’ll be joined by other neighbours on your street. They exchange glances with each other, and then may meet eyes with you, and they look scared, with their wide eyes and clenched fists, some of the husbands and wives holding each other’s hands for comfort. It isn’t outside of the norm for such a startling cry. The house in question will be fully lit, with Mrs Myrsdin sobbing into her hands, mumbling, ‘I told him not to say anything! I told him to keep quiet! It came for him–’ as the AGPD (Amaryllis Grove Police Department) approach her, one of the officers patting her shoulder in consolation. Another officer moves towards a cluster of concerned neighbours, assuring them that this will be taken care of, and when they spot you, they’ll tell you the same.

It might seem difficult now to head back to sleep, but the crowd disperses and the AGPD lead Mrs Myrsdin back into the house. The lights remain on for another hour, maybe two, and then the entire block quiets again, the AGPD preparing to leave for the station once more. It seems there’s nothing else to do but get as much rest as you can before the morning ... but everything about this doesn’t sit quite right. Maybe you'll linger behind for a moment, see if you can ask a few questions, gather a bit of information, as it seems that after the brief moment of shock none of the residents seem to be particularly surprised by any of this.


5.0   The skies are blue and the sun is bright, and as Amaryllis Grove wakes up to a new day, everything feels as though Mrs Myrsdin never screamed into the night, with no signs of the AGPD having visited, and not a whisper to be said of Mrs Myrsdin's husband disappearing. If you try to investigate what happened at the house last night, Mrs Myrsdin will conveniently be absent, and any neighbours around you may either greet you with the most firm, reassuring smiles, or an outright aloofness to ignore anything you say. They’ll interject by telling you about the Harvest festivities, or make a comment about the weather. Some might sound snappish and dismissive. One thing’s for sure: everything feels tense.

But as the skies gradually shift to an overcast, one of your neighbours may gesture to the sky with another plasticky smile, commenting about the brightness of the sun. ‘It sure is bright today,’ they might say, the comment seemingly so off-handed. It’s casual, polite, and a little strained. ‘It’s got a far reach.’

It’s too bright to stare directly into the sun without damaging your eyes, but as you glance up just past it, you might notice that the sun looks a little … too close. And it doesn’t look a whole lot like a sun either, though it is bright but it looks like a large whitish sphere with a piercing, golden iris and it seems to be watching. This certainly wasn’t in the morning’s weather report.


6.0   As you continue to settle in Amaryllis Grove, you may begin to pick up on other strange things that you hadn’t noticed before – not surprising, considering the whirlwind of events that have taken place in such a short period of time and having to grow accustomed to the daily lives of the residents in Amaryllis Grove.

There are figures that resemble people scattered around town in all shapes, sizes, and races, replicated with excruciating detail, all the way down to their expressions and poses. In their everyday wear, they stoically fill in corners and take up empty spaces, and while it can’t possibly be true, their eyes seem to follow you as you move past them – even with the empty gazes of their glassy eyes. They’re made of metal and clad in something soft and pliable to make up their skin. Once you know what you’re looking for, they almost start to make themselves more visible to you. But if you study them for too long, you may begin to feel a little nauseous and queasy, and temporarily experience vertigo. Or you may start to have feelings of paranoia settle in, making you short-tempered and twitchy.

These figures can be found almost everywhere around the town, but they will mostly be populated in and around the residential blocks, looking as though they’re busily living their lives in passive background poses. They’re easy enough to miss if you aren’t sure what you’re looking for, and they’re so life-like you almost feel rude staring for too long, in case they turn their heads towards you.

And on the next night, you might catch the glimpse of a dark, stationary silhouette of a man in the Myrsdin house just before Mrs Myrsdin draws the curtains closed.

TOP


F Y I

The events in this log take place during the month of October.

If you have questions about any of the prompts or the mission in general, please direct them HERE.

To explore a specific location or speak to any of the NPCs, please submit your search request HERE.

And finally, your soundtrack for this log:

TOP


NAV

unjedi: (142)

[personal profile] unjedi 2023-10-18 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
[ ahsoka purses her lips. ]

I wouldn't know. I never went to . . . a traditional school.
astudyinviolet: Scruffy Sherlock looking very lost (⩑ The Adventure of the Two Jo(h)ns)

[personal profile] astudyinviolet 2023-10-18 07:55 am (UTC)(link)
[ Is Sherlock sure? Of course not. He hasn't been sure of his mind since he left London. However, leaving the door closed only throws more suspicion on how he actually feels, and Sherlock fears what that may cause.

So, he rubs his face as best he can and opens the door to reveal him in a dressing grown.
]

See? Perfectly well. In fact, since I'm up, I might as well start my day.

[ What time is it? ]
astudyinviolet: Scruffy Sherlock looking our the window (⩑ A Problem of Logic)

[personal profile] astudyinviolet 2023-10-18 07:56 am (UTC)(link)
[ Sherlock shares a flat with a doctor. He is used to seeing medical equipment about. He may have used Watson's syringes as wall pins before, so any misplaced medical equipment is Sherlock's fault rather than Watson's. His living area doesn't not remain neat and tidy.

He puts down one cup for Dyer and keeps the other for himself. He also sets down his books.
]

I can't say I'm in the habit of talking about my dreams.

[ Only with one person really, and the right one's not here. Still, Dyer is a medical professional and possibly bound by the same patient-doctor confidentiality that Mikotoba is. Maybe he could mention parts on a higher level to deflect from the deeper troubles he carries. ]

Do talk about yours?
astudyinviolet: Sherlock thinking (⩑ The Bookstore Seller Mystery)

[personal profile] astudyinviolet 2023-10-18 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
[ Isn't that a familiar black mood. ]

Time does cut into one's playing. What instrument?
astudyinviolet: Sherlock investigating the ground (⩑ The Hound of Baker Street)

[personal profile] astudyinviolet 2023-10-18 07:58 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fine. I'm... fine.

[ Stubborn Sherlock is stubborn and afraid to ask for help. (Despite that he's already done so multiple times in that strange place.)

He concedes to Watson's suggestion and just sits down where he stands, no matter if there's a bench or anything nearby, no matter if he's blocking a sidewalk in doing so. Then he closes his eyes and tents his fingers before his lips.
]

How, how has your investigation gone thus far? Tell me.

[ Give me something real to focus on. ]
astudyinviolet: Sherlock with a small smile (Sacrificial Lamb)

[personal profile] astudyinviolet 2023-10-18 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Using that logic, I don't see how having parents is much easier.

[ Sherlock hasn't had parents since he was 10. After that, he had Mycroft as brother and father figure in one and all the strain that (and other things) had on their relationship.

But then Mikotoba makes his offer, and Sherlock has to stifle a laugh, shaking his head.
]

I think your help only works the once. Did you not hear them? I believe they would try to pair the two of us together if you were younger or I older.

[ Unless Mikotoba is wanting to create relationship drama for some reason, but that's not blending into the community. ]
offseers: (Cloudkeep)

[personal profile] offseers 2023-10-18 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ he pauses for a moment. ]

The flute. All offseers use the flute.
medicative: (constant.)

[personal profile] medicative 2023-10-18 08:41 am (UTC)(link)
[taking the cup, she sits on the bed. there is a chair for him to take, if he likes, or he can sit on the other end of the bed itself.]

I can, but you may not be fond of the contents. You're too observant for me to effectively lie to you, Mr. Holmes.

[perhaps she shouldn't say it so bluntly, but right now, she doesn't care. she's getting away with the few lies she needs to keep telling to the other orbers, no need to have him question everything by layering them on until she forgets which ones she's told to who.]
Edited 2023-10-18 08:44 (UTC)
dispassioned: (pic#16639485)

[personal profile] dispassioned 2023-10-18 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Growing up lonely and touch starved means that when you do, finally, get some of the attention you’ve been craving, you don’t always know how to stop. There’s a kind of insatiable hunger in Chishiya at times like this, and he would be more than happy to continue to indulge it. To get as drunk on Arisu's kisses as he did on his cocktails. So, as Arisu pulls back he makes a soft sound of protest, mildly disappointed.

But then he opens his eyes and sees the way Arisu is looking at him. The wonder and disbelief in his expression. Chishiya isn’t sure anyone has looked at him like that before. Maybe it’s better to stop, to not push things too far while they’re drunk.

Although when Arisu drops that kiss onto Chishiya's shoulder, causing his breath to catch, Chishiya is pretty sure he’d let Arisu do absolutely anything he wanted to him regardless of his blood alcohol level.

He huffs a soft chuckle as Arisu pulls him into an embrace, and Chishiya turns his head to kiss the corner of Arisu’s jaw.]


Had enough?

[His voice is husky and playful with a syrupy sort of warmth in his tone. The implication is there, that he could have more if he wants it, though Chishiya isn’t making any demands. He’s just trying to get an idea of what he’s thinking or feeling now.]
lostdestiny: (? - but chickens are flightless birds)

[personal profile] lostdestiny 2023-10-18 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
You were what, home schooled?
unjedi: (220)

[personal profile] unjedi 2023-10-18 12:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[ she smiles faintly. ]

No. I was adopted and raised within the community. We had our own culture and teachings.
lostdestiny: (? - alart)

[personal profile] lostdestiny 2023-10-18 12:16 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Okay that’s kind of weird, but she is from some futuristic super-space society. But wait, “in the community”? ]

Hold on, so you’re doing “parents and kids” for the first time, too?
unjedi: (27)

[personal profile] unjedi 2023-10-18 12:25 pm (UTC)(link)
That's right.

[ it's not easy. and it's not like she had a lot of exposure to it. ]

I had teachers and friends. We didn't really call ourselves brothers and sisters.
morethan084: (eyesclosed)

[personal profile] morethan084 2023-10-18 12:31 pm (UTC)(link)
I know.

[Daisy says softly, leaning forward until her forehead is resting against his and she closes her eyes.]

We can’t ask questions until we return. So I think for now we just need to focus on the mission.
lostdestiny: (happy - can you remember that?)

[personal profile] lostdestiny 2023-10-18 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh . . . .

[ He’s kind of curious, given that there is a war going on at home, whether she was an orphan before that adoption? But she doesn’t seem too traumatized by it. ]

If you have questions, come and ask me. Got it?

[ She’ll get the perspective of a thirteen-year-old boy from a prosperous country three-hundred years ahead of this place, but, better than nothing. Maybe. Actually maybe not. ]
Edited 2023-10-18 12:56 (UTC)
alternatives: (pic#16666494)

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-18 01:44 pm (UTC)(link)
( he looks at the roaming food, discouraged. is it supposed to do that? he probably should lie about the origins of the jello — tell him someone else made that mess on his plate, and that he won't be offended if he just throws the whole thing in the trash, plate and all. but, well. he did make it. and arisu doesn't lie. usually.

so, see here the sparkling eyes of a loyal puppy dog, whose entire self-confidence rests on aleksander liking the dessert. after a second, he nods.
)

Yeah.
alternatives: (pic#16683831)

🥰

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-18 01:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh —

( he offers sizhui a smile, though with any amount of discerning, he'll find it frail at the edges. )

Oh, no. It's fine. You should enjoy the party.

( while saying this, the look in his eyes says something completely different — something close to help me, sizhui-wan, you're my only hope. whatever he was just cooking in a dutch oven poofs up in a black mushroom cloud of smoke, and arisu very quickly puts the lid on top, turning to sizhui to see if there's any chance he didn't see that. after a beat, arisu smiles very, very sheepishly. )

I'm not very good at cooking.
alternatives: (pic#16666484)

[personal profile] alternatives 2023-10-18 01:52 pm (UTC)(link)
( turning, arisu dons the look of a deer stuck in headlights, spooked by the yelling. unlucky for him, turning also puts the dish towel he was holding directly into the flames of the gas stove. he yelps, throwing the burning cloth in the sink. )

I thought high heat was better!

( high heat = cook faster, yzak. )
buckkeep: (pic#16531965)

[personal profile] buckkeep 2023-10-18 02:04 pm (UTC)(link)
( very luckily, amarylis grove's resident mountain man has some experience with fine dining, in that he was occasionally present while his wife planned what she wanted, and he nodded agreeably, thinking about chopping wood. so, he sees the lack in their meal planning as easily as he'd spot a black spot on an otherwise ripe fruit. he comes to the party, glances around, and before saying anything to anyone, leaves, rudely.

the next anyone will see from fitzchivalry is hours later, and it's more the scent than the actual man that attracts a population. in the backyard of the arisu's household, fitz has taken it upon himself to convert their fire pit into a roaster, turning a very large pig on a spit regularly to cook evenly. when it's just about finished he dampens the heat of the flames with well placed rocks, before portioning the meat out on piles of plates. it seems mostly like unconscious work for him — no one asked him to do this, and neither did he ask for permission. neither does he notice if or when people start looking for some food.

when he does, he perks a little, turning his demeanor from homeless cave dweller into something almost — regal. he nods to the plates.
)

Hungry? Help me bring these inside, would you?

( later in the night, fitz can be found taking the board games very seriously — he's never met a beast quite as frustrating as charades, and woe be it to the person who ends up on his team. )
Edited 2023-10-18 14:34 (UTC)