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[bravelyrunsaway]

WHO: Anyone wanting to find lamp oil, other oils, and the Remembrance's new hideout.
WHEN: After the TDM event! Before the next game event.
WHERE: In the Mouse House.
WHAT: In the spirit of adventurers the worlds wide, people go hunting for more lamp oil, only to find... dark water barrels, and the Remembrance's attempts to establish itself again.
WARNINGS: They're trying to make those womb walls again at the base; there's a potential at all times for violence; language potentially explicit.

You can find plot information or ask questions here! Keeping it simple, but here's a vague timeline of some possibilities:

• Meeting outside the orphanage and searching through abandoned homes and businesses for lamp oil. Or sneaking into not so abandoned places and making off with some supplies.


• Discovering a series of seemingly abandoned warehouses, and finding a means inside, with light. Much of what's there is junk. Be amazed by what you find.


• In at least one warehouse there's large barrels! Which might be oil! These turn out to be dark water when opened.


• Within minutes of the dark water barrel discovery, members of the Remembrance enter from an underground walkway, and confront the people by the barrels. Playact as part of the movement ("wake up!"), or else prepare to run.


• If you played like you were part of the movement, be drafted into helping cart the black water barrels to the new safe-house, where it's apparent the black water's being used to recreate the womb walls of the former Remembrance headquarters. Or you might be tasked with chasing after one of your fellows who failed their acting chops.


• If you failed to play along with the Remembrance, run, run, as fast as you can, and try not to get lost in the warren of paths. Or end up meeting a Rodent Of Unusual Size, which may or may not be wearing a paper crown.


• Find a way back to the orphanage with whatever spoils of the day you managed to keep your hands on. Share information. The Remembrance is rebuilding, just as weird womb wally as before.

Comments

[bravelyrunsaway]

What, you think we're pack, now? You'd hardly handle that, love, very few can.

( it's a tease, and amusement, because in no way has he had anyone attempt to be pack, and he doesn't expect anyone to be. he keeps himself as grounded and sane as he can with what he already does.

it has to be enough until he gets back to rillin. there's no other choice. )

Nothing in there smells right. Unless you like dust and rat droppings.

( he says as izumi looks into the hovel, as if this is how everyone should be diagnosing a situation offhand: by smell. )

If you told me you're worth the wait, I'd tell you I'm worth finding your way to whenever you're done waiting. I don't pine. ( he grins. ) Or spend time courting the unwilling. It's hardly honourable, don't you think?

( since he's never been one to hold out offers of longterm relationships. why would he set people up for expectations he can only fail to meet? )

[fushichou]

Hm? Pack?

[He thinks he gets what that's supposed to mean, but he's not entirely confident. Licyn...has a peculiar way of speaking in the first place, so it's probably best to not make assumptions, not if he doesn't want to look like an idiot.

But he tilts his head to the side at the mention of what that particular building smells like inside before leaning in again to breathe in deeply. Sure, it doesn't smell great in there, but he can really only describe it as musky. Nothing he can pinpoint.

He looks at Licyn for a moment.]

How can you smell all that? And what does lamp oil even smell like, anyway? I didn't think it really had, like, much of a fragrance.

[Truly, such mysteries arise.

He moves on from that building since it's been deemed a lost cause in their quest.]

Maybe you'll see me again. Depends on if you actually leave me high and dry one day.

[Will Kanesada hang this over Licyn's head forever? Possibly.]

Consent is definitely important. So...yeah. You get some points for not being a jerk.

[bravelyrunsaway]

Depends on the kind. This is a bit pungent. Smells oily. Are you nose deaf?

( asked with a quirked brow. )

I've heard of it, but I don't think I've ever witnessed it personally.

( because he knows humans definitely react to kerosine, which, surprise, is something they do distill from crude oil back home. along with others, in a divergent sort of industry that hasn't managed to land them in clockwork land.

he snorts at the rest, rolling his shoulders and heading onward, breathing in the air and finding nothing useful at first on it. )

Admirably, I don't do things for points. Your opinions are noted, and your own.

There's some sort of oil, probably in a lamp, down that way. Or some small amount spilled when someone was transferring it.

( he gestures to the left, heading down the narrow alley carved between collapsing abodes. )

[fushichou]

I'm nose...normal?

[What even is this conversation turning into?]

I can smell just fine, just not as intense as you, apparently.

[He follows Licyn once again, or perhaps more aptly, Licyn's nose.]

Like, this whole city is just...a real bummer for the senses, honestly, but it really does smell like straight up pollution. It's hot and steamy, so kinda wet. Musty in certain places, like that house. Even when Minaras is topside and exposed to actual air, it's not like you can really smell it, right? Man, I miss fresh air. I'd even take the sea air again over all this. Ke-Waihu and the island was basically a vacation.

If the oil you smell was spilled, then it's not like we can just scoop it all back up. Let's hope for the best.

[bravelyrunsaway]

Pollution?

( the term means nothing to him, so he lifts a brow when glancing at izumi. )

It smells like a shitty city, with extra strange chemical and metal smells most don't have. Then again we're missing a tanners, that's another one no one wants to be around. Knackers either.

( he nods toward a door, stepping up to the frame of it where stairs have collapsed, from rot and whatever else. more rot? he smells the fungal core of it, not the rot of the corpses in the morgue. something more usual to what he considers rot to be.

then he's pushing through a swollen door, dragging across the floor, his shoulder and weight the lever to get them inside. water damage is evident throughout, the floor boards showing mushrooms sprouting, but at about hip height, everything looks intact. including a lamp with oil. the top of the lamp is shattered, but the core holding the oil? intact.

its the wick, heavy with oil, that produced the scent he tracked. he indicates toward it with a flat smile. )

There we are.

[fushichou]

I think it's more likely to happen when you have a boom in industry, like, with factories and stuff like that. It's when things like smoke or other chemicals get sent into the air and make it...dirty, you can say. It doesn't necessarily smell really strong all the time, but if you're in a big city where all those things are happening and then you go out to the country or somewhere way less populated, then you can definitely notice the difference in air quality.

[Licyn's target stinks. Literally. It's not the worse place Kanesada's smelled - he's had to muck out the stables back home and sometimes he wonders what those horses have been eating - but it's not pleasant, either. He doesn't say it aloud, but he can't wait to get back out where he can breathe a little better.

But this house also has what they've been looking for. Not a ton of it, but it's lamp oil.]

Nice. At least we're not going back empty-handed.

[bravelyrunsaway]

Grand, is that something most the citadels have made you suffer?

( Pollution sounds terrible, thanks.

He holds out the lamp, or what's intact of it, to Izumi. Then promptly heads outside again. )

Can't believe the searing barrels in the warehouse were all dark water. They smelled like oil once, you know? Once those barrels had held oil.

[fushichou]

Not that I know of. Ke-Waihu wasn't like this at all.

[He takes the lamp and frowns, suddenly missing the wheelbarrow he spent all that time looking for. But he had to abandon it when they found the Remembrance. Rude!]

Whatever the hell they're doing, they obviously got rid of actually useful stuff. Assholes.