EVENT LOG: GATHER UP

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EVENT LOG:
GATHER UP

characters: everyone.
location: beacon at large.
date/time: september 16-25.
content: a town-wide selfie scavenger hunt!
warnings: unflattering camera angles.

🔎📸😘

It starts with a network post, and then a song begins to play in the Invincible, loud enough to be heard throughout Bonfire Square. Welcome to the scavenger hunt, everyone! You've been tasked with finding 25 "items" in and around Beacon, so hop to it!

Please remember to ICly report your findings on Robin's network post if you want them to count toward a prize! As a further reminder, you're free to interpret the list items however you/your character would like, and you're free to assume your character can find all of these things somewhere in town without running into trouble! Just don't stray too far from town to go gallivanting off into the wilderness, as that might be dangerous. This includes finding forest spirits! You're welcome to NPC your own forest spirit encounters, just like in our last event.

That said, if you would like to search a particular area for a fun surprise, let us know below!

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Comments

[unpredict]

[ kol laughs when she punches him—hard—in the arm. he enjoys that kind of friendly ferocity being aimed at him. if hope isn't trying to hex him for his little lie, then that's a good sign she doesn't take after his brother. ]

In my defence, my lantern did look cracked… [ instead it's his heart. :c boo.

patting the seat beside him, he pushes the notebook toward her. she'll find he's tried to draw a spirit on the page, although it's not quite… artistic. uncle kol isn't an artist with a pencil and it's only made him grow aggravated. her presence has calmed that aggravation down. ]

Something. Anything. [ he shrugs. ] How about you and me as you remember?

[ that'd be a work of art in his humble and always correct opinion. ]

[tribridfreakshow]

Well, let's just be glad it isn't, okay?

[A cracked lantern is like the worst thing that could ever happen and the last thing she needs is another family member to be close to her and then disappear on her. No thank you.

She tugs the notebook toward her, reaching for the pencil and tapping the eraser against the page as she thinks for a moment before she nods and starts to draw. The tip of the writing utensil drags gently across the page, slowly at first, then faster and faster as she starts to outline what will eventually become an actual picture.]

Are you just going to stare at me while I do this? It's not going to be done in two minutes.

[unpredict]

Well…

[ he could. kol's watched blood dry on a wall once and found it absolutely thrilling.

taking it as his cue to look somewhere else, kol gets up off the stool and wanders a little aimlessly away from the bar. he doesn't get far—he finds a clean napkin on a table and brings it back. ]

Don't stare at me doing my origami. [ it's a joke, since he smiles and folds the square in half with precision. ]

[tribridfreakshow]

[She laughs quietly.]

Deal.

[The sketch starts to come together rather quickly once she properly sets her pencil to paper, tracing edges with quick precision, sneaking peeks at her uncle's face to get his profile just right.

The lines are rough when she finally pauses to examine her work so far, but the picture is there; she's young in this picture, sitting on the edge of a bed. Kol kneels in front of her, looking up to meet her eyes, as if he's asking something of her.

It's one of her first proper memories of him.]

[unpredict]

[ while she's busy being an artist and sketching, kol's folding his napkin into a swan. it's only meant to be something fun to pass a few seconds, but then a second swan joins it. getting a little too into creating his little origami art, he's jumping off his seat and thieving yet another napkin for his masterpiece. sitting back on his chair, kol rips his third napkin into little bits and sprinkles it over his two swans.

satisfied, he leans back on his stool and looks at his creation—the swans aren't half bad, but with a little more patience, the corners could've been more precise and sharp… and even. ]

I've brought you Swan Lake.

[ he laughs. ]

[tribridfreakshow]

[As he's finishing up his little project, she's doing some quick shading, looking up as he leans back in his stool, her eyebrows lifted slightly.

She breaks into a chuckle.]

It's beautiful.

[She looks down at her piece which, while somewhat quick and dirty, has a charm to it from its roughness. She uses her finger to smudge out some of the shadows a bit before she turns the page around toward him.]

There. [She looks at him, trying to gauge his reaction.] How is it?