Mother, Tell Me What To Do- Event
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kingdoms_of_auradonIt began with flowers. Now, flowers were nothing new to Auradon, but these were clearly no ordinary flowers. For one thing, they were distinctly not native to the area, looking much more like they hailed from somewhere far more tropical, though even should anyone- Missrecalled or local- be familiar with such things, they wouldn't be able to identify what species they were or exactly where they might be from. For another, rather than growing over time, they'd all just simply appeared overnight. And they'd appeared everywhere. From outdoor spaces where one would usually find flowers, to all sorts of places indoors where one normally wouldn't find them. Draped in living garlands around the shoulders of suits of armor. Twining around the legs of tables and chairs. Literally sprouting right out of the woodwork or wallpaper in places.
Avoiding them entirely would be difficult, though doable if one were particularly determined. Fortunately, aside from their mysterious appearance and their sudden ubiquitousness they seem to be harmless. They even smell nice, though no two people will be able to agree on exactly what the smell is like, just that it's pleasant.
However some of the flowers will randomly cause something odd to occur. Touching one, or breathing in too deeply from one of the random flowers will draw forth a memory for all nearby to see and hear. Only one memory will display at a time, and anyone in the area can see and hear it, but only those close enough to have caught the scent of that particular flower will get the full effect. They'll see the figures and setting as solid, and may experience subtle additional effects related to the memory, such as the feeling of a breeze or the smell of cooking food. Anyone else will see and hear everything fine, but will not experience any additional sensations and will see the scene as somewhat transparent. The figures aren't solid, they just seem like that to anyone who was close enough to smell the flower when it triggered.
The memory, oddly enough, will not be from the perspective of the one it belongs to; they and their companion or companions will be observing from a third party perspective, thus allowing a person to see their own face in the memories without the aid of a mirror. Nor can the memories be interacted with; those viewing them are observers only, and while they'll be able to hear the figures in the memory and each other speaking, no one in the memories will be able to hear or perceive them in any way. The memories vary in content and tone from person to person, for obvious reasons, but a common thread will soon be spotted: all the memories involve the person's mother or similar maternal figure. Generally they are more likely to be positive memories, if such memories exist.
Once the memory fades that flower looses its ability and becomes just like any other flower in this event. However another flower nearby might have been activated...
Picking one of the flowers and taking it back to their rooms- which are one of the few places that remain entirely flower-free, for some reason- will result in the person having vivid dreams of their mothers or maternal figures. Again, while the content of those dreams will vary widely for obvious reasons, in Auradon, the tone will be generally positive. Perhaps bright and cheerful, perhaps nostalgic and somewhat melancholy, but the dreams will be generally good ones, and those who have them will wake feeling generally refreshed and like they slept well. The dreams are just that, dreams. Even those with no memories of their mothers can have these dreams - but in the drams they will have a mother, and the dream will center around that maternal figure one way or another. Again, these are dreams and our minds can create the sweetest fantasies when so inspired. These dreams will linger one day past the event for every day the flowers had been kept in the bedroom. Also, oddly, of the flowers people pick will show no signs of wilting or drying out, even days after being picked no matter where they're left.
Then, after a week, all the flowers- whether picked or left alone - vanish overnight, just as suddenly as they appeared. A strange phenomenon, to be sure, but once it's over, other concerns will likely take precedence once again. After all, something like that couldn't possibly happen again, right?
Avoiding them entirely would be difficult, though doable if one were particularly determined. Fortunately, aside from their mysterious appearance and their sudden ubiquitousness they seem to be harmless. They even smell nice, though no two people will be able to agree on exactly what the smell is like, just that it's pleasant.
However some of the flowers will randomly cause something odd to occur. Touching one, or breathing in too deeply from one of the random flowers will draw forth a memory for all nearby to see and hear. Only one memory will display at a time, and anyone in the area can see and hear it, but only those close enough to have caught the scent of that particular flower will get the full effect. They'll see the figures and setting as solid, and may experience subtle additional effects related to the memory, such as the feeling of a breeze or the smell of cooking food. Anyone else will see and hear everything fine, but will not experience any additional sensations and will see the scene as somewhat transparent. The figures aren't solid, they just seem like that to anyone who was close enough to smell the flower when it triggered.
The memory, oddly enough, will not be from the perspective of the one it belongs to; they and their companion or companions will be observing from a third party perspective, thus allowing a person to see their own face in the memories without the aid of a mirror. Nor can the memories be interacted with; those viewing them are observers only, and while they'll be able to hear the figures in the memory and each other speaking, no one in the memories will be able to hear or perceive them in any way. The memories vary in content and tone from person to person, for obvious reasons, but a common thread will soon be spotted: all the memories involve the person's mother or similar maternal figure. Generally they are more likely to be positive memories, if such memories exist.
Once the memory fades that flower looses its ability and becomes just like any other flower in this event. However another flower nearby might have been activated...
Picking one of the flowers and taking it back to their rooms- which are one of the few places that remain entirely flower-free, for some reason- will result in the person having vivid dreams of their mothers or maternal figures. Again, while the content of those dreams will vary widely for obvious reasons, in Auradon, the tone will be generally positive. Perhaps bright and cheerful, perhaps nostalgic and somewhat melancholy, but the dreams will be generally good ones, and those who have them will wake feeling generally refreshed and like they slept well. The dreams are just that, dreams. Even those with no memories of their mothers can have these dreams - but in the drams they will have a mother, and the dream will center around that maternal figure one way or another. Again, these are dreams and our minds can create the sweetest fantasies when so inspired. These dreams will linger one day past the event for every day the flowers had been kept in the bedroom. Also, oddly, of the flowers people pick will show no signs of wilting or drying out, even days after being picked no matter where they're left.
Then, after a week, all the flowers- whether picked or left alone - vanish overnight, just as suddenly as they appeared. A strange phenomenon, to be sure, but once it's over, other concerns will likely take precedence once again. After all, something like that couldn't possibly happen again, right?
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Date: 2023-10-18 08:27 am (UTC)"Wait... where... I'm... a little confused."
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Date: 2023-10-23 09:01 am (UTC)No full-sized elf lady in sight, just Goth Tinkerbell fluttering here instead....
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Date: 2023-10-23 09:05 am (UTC)Rhythm giggled into his little hands.
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Date: 2023-10-23 09:25 am (UTC)"You're... Mallia..? Did... Did the hatching do something to you? Are you okay?!" he asked, suddenly concerned.
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Date: 2023-10-23 09:33 am (UTC)The change was swift; it was hard to see just how it happened, but suddenly her darkness reached the ground. She stood back upright, and those same wings, now huge, lifted up behind her.
"I can do that at on a whim."
Admittedly, not being shy about casual magic use around the kids was not the same as revealing herself to be such a shapeshifter, but....
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Date: 2023-10-23 09:36 am (UTC)"Hmm, I don't smell any eggs," Rhythm said. "Besides, no Humpty Lock. But she feels all tingly."
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Date: 2023-10-23 10:05 am (UTC)"Okay, okay, you going to try anyhow or what, kid?" Rhythm asked.
"Right, right." Nagihiko looked around for a place to sit then looked sheepish and just sat in the grass again. "Alright so... all kids are born with an egg in their soul. The egg of your hearts. As yet, unseen. But sometimes... when the dream is strong enough... the egg comes out, and eventually... hatches. They are part of our hearts, and they help us be who we want to be. Generally one heart one egg, though some people like Amu-chan have more. She... has four."
"That's a hard one to compete with," Rhythm said, thoughtfully. "But we'll find other ways to beat her at stuff."
Nagihiko turned to look Rhythm, alarmed.
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Date: 2023-10-23 10:23 am (UTC)Mallia shook her head, amused at the magic once again doing its thing, but kept her attention on the other two. "Those are what fairies look like," she said absently, not even addressing the fact that she herself resembled the humanlike figures more than the butterflies, at the moment. "Where I'm from, humans generally have little to nothing to do with magic, aside from take umbrage with those that do. ...Or at least, the adults tend toward such folly. So I can understand, I think...."
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Date: 2023-10-23 10:43 am (UTC)"You do, but you'll realize it soon even if you didn't. But if you hadn't truly welcomed that part of your heart, I never could have hatched." Rhythm winked.
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