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kingdoms_of_auradon2023-06-16 10:37 pm
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Stronger With Those Daddy Issues
Waking to bird song isn't exactly shocking in Auradon, but it seems... louder than usual on the first morning of the event. And there is a reason for that. Auradon has been visited by a rather large flock of Golden pheasants. An odd flock as experienced birders might notice there are only the brightly coloured males in evidence. But there isn't much time to think about that because with them comes... a complication.
Now this is Auradon, of course, so the only mess the birds are dropping are bright colourful feathers. But the feathers, like the flowers last month randomly trigger a memory. Once again the memory shows in 3D, looking the most solid to the one who touched the feather - and unwittingly contributed the memory. No one can interact with it, and no matter how solid it looks, the figures and places and things in the memory can be walked through with ease. Well, physical ease, anyway. The memory, once again, 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.
The memories this time are memories of fathers and paternal figures. Generally good memories. After all, this is Auradon.
If one interacts closely with the birds or their feathers they might also have strong vivid dreams of their paternal figure. Again, genrally happy dreams given this is Auradon. While the birds will fly away after two weeks, and the feathers will lose their power to share memories at the same time, for every day spent handling the birds or feathers during the event, the character might have up to that many day of intense dreams after.
Now this is Auradon, of course, so the only mess the birds are dropping are bright colourful feathers. But the feathers, like the flowers last month randomly trigger a memory. Once again the memory shows in 3D, looking the most solid to the one who touched the feather - and unwittingly contributed the memory. No one can interact with it, and no matter how solid it looks, the figures and places and things in the memory can be walked through with ease. Well, physical ease, anyway. The memory, once again, 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.
The memories this time are memories of fathers and paternal figures. Generally good memories. After all, this is Auradon.
If one interacts closely with the birds or their feathers they might also have strong vivid dreams of their paternal figure. Again, genrally happy dreams given this is Auradon. While the birds will fly away after two weeks, and the feathers will lose their power to share memories at the same time, for every day spent handling the birds or feathers during the event, the character might have up to that many day of intense dreams after.
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"As for helping me, that would depend on how squeamish you are, and whether you're willing to leave behind your little friend. The birds I've taken will need to be cleaned and dressed, and much of the meat frozen to preserve it, none of which I suspect he would particularly like."
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She reconsidered; the dragons had, at least while they'd needed to, as they hadn't had any effective choice in the matter. And the fairies, herself included, preyed upon the garden pest insects, in their earlier life stages, as well.
"Well... not once able not to.... But I know humans are different." She shrugged, eyeing the bird she was holding, and gave it another few scritches and a kiss on its head, readying to set it down, though it didn't look like it wanted to go. Why would it, when it was getting attention? "I wouldn't know where to start, but if I could possibly assist somehow...."
Knowing about the carnivorous part of the food chain was one thing. Getting involved for the first time in just about forever would be another, though. Maybe she could at least take care of the cleanup as he worked? But realistically, she might well do just about anything he'd need for it, short of actually using the knife herself, if he were willing to direct.
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"...So what I'm hearing is, it may be an opportune time to regale one another with more stories? Perhaps of one of the numerous times that that friend of mine convinced one of the human rulers with more ego than sense or kindness to do something publicly humiliating?"