Possession Event

[lucetimods]

Who: People in Luceti
What: Spiritual possession
When: The 26th to the 1st
Where: Luceti!
Summary: Check out the previous mod post.
Rating: If it gets smutty, move it somewhere private.


Starting at midnight on the 26th, Luceti and its inhabitants will find itself the focus of the Filial spirits, usually quiet and reclusive, now stepping out to deal with one of their own.

As promised, here is some additional information to help figure out how to play around with the spirits and interacting with similarly possessed people.

First off, each spirit has a certain time or place when they are at their most powerful. Consequently, characters possessed by them will enjoy these boosts and this in itself can be a deciding factor in what would otherwise be a stalemate. Here’s a quick run down:

Sona - She’s most powerful around lakes, rivers, and the ocean. Mostly this is concentrated at the southern lake.

Kipinn - He’s most powerful in high places, like mountain tops and the roofs of community buildings.

Faeren - She’s most powerful in the farmlands alongside things that grow.

Tsinku - He’s most powerful in the village itself, where technology thrives.

Eferin - He’s most powerful in the center of the forest where his heat may cause trees to burn. In fact, the upcoming forest fire may cause some trouble if his followers get too rowdy.

Hyt - It’s most powerful during the daytime under a bright sky.

Twila - It’s most powerful during the night time.

Nala- She has no domain and is generally welcome wherever she goes.

How possessed characters will deal with other possessed characters will depend on the interactions of the spirits themselves. A useful spreadsheet sums up these relationships. Those that have a friendly attitude to one another will generally allow ‘trespassers’ into their domain, but those they are not so friendly with may cause conflict.

Finally, to elaborate on Twila-possessed characters. Those with a natural affinity for darkness are likely to be possessed first. Once they have, they can try to recruit others less-compatible candidates to ‘join the cause’. Their goal is numbers. The more who are working with Twila, the better. Once they do, they’ll be inclined to act in their own self interest and if necessary, deal with others who try to get in their way. In the long term, the spirit Twila wants to stay this way, bonded to the Lucetians as hybrids, that way it cannot be imprisoned again. Think of it as pure survival instinct of an animal that’s spent way too long in a cage.

All isn’t lost. The other spirits may not be able to cage it again, but they won’t accept Twila reacting in this manner. Though it’s hard to tell what their beef with Twila is, they have an instinctive familiarity with the dark spirit and seem to act as its jail keepers.

They have the power to free people from Twila, but given their poor communication skills, figuring that out might just be a challenge. After all, the spirits can only communicate in shades of feeling and intentions, but not actually verbalize directions or marching orders. However, there will be a Malnosso post mid-event that will give everyone, possessed or otherwise, the info they need to turn things around.

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[trinkett]

Effie Trinket is quite frankly shocked that her wings have gotten this large and luminous, seemingly overnight. She rather liked them, in fact. Surely larger wings must be a badge of honor, a gift from the Malnosso for doing such a wonderful job with her advice-giving-work.

Until she goes out and realizes that MANY people have these newly-enlarged appendages.

Possessed by Sona (but not quite realizing this, of course), Effie makes her way toward the river. Eventually she will wind up by the Southern Lake in her seemingly-aimless ramble, hungry and slightly irritated that she's come this far from civilization. There are twigs and leaves in her wig, for crying out loud! And she has the most undignified desire to strip off her clothing and dive directly into that still-cold lake....

[rather_be_surfing]

By now, Derek has come to terms with his own over-large wings and has been observing people, from a distance and on high. But he's reaching the point where he's getting ready to retreat to the beach, for a little independent mulling. The huge rock--the same one he'd no doubt met Saori perched on a month or so ago--isn't quite far enough away from the rest of the village, which means sooner or later, someone is bound to come by and interrupt him.

Sure enough, as soon as he comes to this conclusion, he notes someone coming up the river bank.

He mantles his wings out, a hint of lightening tracing along the edges of his feathers as he debates if he should wait to see who it is, or make for the sky, and a new place to think. He probably looks half wild, crouched as he is on that boulder while he stares down the beach.

[happyhungergames]

At this point, Effie doesn't notice him quite yet. She is staring intently into the water, frustrated that she can't see beyond her own reflection. She's trapped in her own independent mulling and most of it has to do with questioning where this strange desire to be immersed in cold water is coming from.

She spreads her wings as wide as they will go and prepares to leap the river.

[rather_be_surfing]

He watches this, his own wings stretching out to catch the breeze, and with the motion, the sound of crackling as small pulses of electricity dance under the smaller feathers. He barely notices it; that new part of him, at least, has already integrated itself with little fuss.

He does instinctively pull back from the water, though. An unplanned shed of electrical charge would probably do a lot of harm if it hit the water the same time she fell in.

"...I'd try that over land, first, unless you fancy ruining your outfit. The first couple of tries are...ungainly."

[trinkett]

Effie looks back at him, startled. She misses her footing and the toes of one bare foot dip into the water before she clears it and makes it to the other side.

"Mister Bliss."

It's HIM, alright, but it doesn't quite look like him. Something about the eyes....something rather delightfully dangerous. Effie would be able to sort that out better if she didn't have such a deep desire to get back into that water. She checks to make sure her wig is properly in place.

"Would you care if it got ruined?"

[rather_be_surfing]

"I'm pretty sure I've already told you what I thought of your fashion sense. Doesn't mean I'd want to see you ruin your stuff."

He shifts his own wings, drawing them back in a little, but not all the way. That's right, keep looking. Nice, aren't they?

"Good leap. Keep it up, you might be flying by the end of the week."

He's still watching her intently. His usual wariness and slight edge of distaste is not as sharp today. In fact, she seems pretty interesting right now, despite her usual get up.

[happyhungergames]

Those wings look SO nice. Effie finds her heart beating a little bit faster.

TRINKET. STOP it. Get ahold of yourself, right now!

She steps lightly back across to his side of the river, choosing a line of wet, partially-submerged rocks to carry her over.

"Maybe I'll be flying TODAY. Did you ever consider that?"

[rather_be_surfing]

"Maybe you will be. If you know how," it's a tease, but more gentle sounding than it might be usually.

"Have you tried yet?"

[inyourfavor]

"No."

Effie stoops to let the water pass through her fingers, over and over again -- not quite cupping it in her palms.

"I've been more interested in...other things."

[stillplaying]

Of all the people in Luceti, Effie Trinket is the last person Katniss ever expects to come across in the forest. The southern woods are not her usual hunting rounds. But sometimes, a change is good. And prevents her from over hunting in one particular area.

As much as she wants to fly, she's on foot as she follows the river. Her steps are quiet and light, white and iridescent wings pulled in tightly to her back to avoid catching on any stray branches. From making any extra noise that might scare away prey.

But it quickly becomes clear that she's not the only one out here. And as she draws an arrow from her quiver, she also slowly turns around to face whoever it is that's approaching.

The bow is barely drawn before she stops and freezes. "Effie?"

[happyhungergames]

"Katniss!"

Effie rounds on the girl, startled to see an arrow pointing her way. "Good gracious, I'm not one of your chipmunks! Put that bow down!"

[tryit]

That much was obvious, wasn't it? With the amount of noise Effie had been making, it would be near impossible to mistake her for any of Katniss' normal choice in prey. No. With her bow held chest level, it was clear to any trained eye that she had been expecting a person to step out of the bush.

Just not Effie Trinkett.

It took a second or two more of gawking before Katniss finally remembered her bow. She slide the arrow back in the quiver and loosened her grip on her bow.

"What are you doing out here?"

[happyhungergames]

"I'm walking." By this point, her mint-green pumps were slung from one hand, her feet muddy. Even the hem of her skirt was wet and spotted with muck.

"What are you doing out here, apart from terrorizing innocent people?!"

[stillplaying]

Her eyebrows raised. That much was already clear, wasn't it? Walking and ruining the clothes and wigs that meant so much to her. The more important question was why. What was Effie thinking stepping outside the village? Especially this deep in the forest.

"Hunting," she answered with a scowl.

Effie was aware of where their meat came from, wasn't she? Or was she as oblivious on that as she was everything else? Actually, on second thought, there was no doubt about the Capitol woman's obliviousness, was there?

[trinkett]

Effie opened her mouth to reprimand or instruct or commend or comment, but became distracted by the sound of the burbling river, not far away.

"Oh. Carry on, then."

She had to get to water.

[stillplaying]

No comments about the way small twigs or leaves were sticking out of her hair? No complaints over the mud stains on her clothing or the sweat dripping down her forehead?

Not that Katniss was fond of any of that. But this sort of behavior was very un-Effie like. She hated that feeling of worry. And yet, as she looked Effie over, she felt exactly that.

"Are you okay?"

[trinkett]

"I'm magnificent." Effie opened her wings, showing Katniss their span. Sona had possessed her to the hilt.

"Yours could be a little...cleaner," she added in a helpful voice. She might be aloof but she was still well-meaning.

[prims]

The first morning, before Effie leaves, Prim will greet her with a smile downstairs. She's joined the ranks of the possessed herself - although with Nala. Sona is viewed with the same neutral stance as most, but Prim's less neutral on Effie and more...friendly? It's hard to say. Effie is from home, at least, and lives in the same place.

It's something.

"Morning. You're looking different."

[trinkett]

"Primrose Everdeen." Effie is still uncomfortable around the girl. Primrose used to be a placeholder for Katniss to fill. A simple excuse for a young woman whom Effie Trinket had come to consider MUCH more suitable for the Hunger Games to take the stage where she belonged -- that was Primrose.

The girl's smile is disconcerting. She can't smile back, but she does incline her head politely.

"Good morning, Primrose. You, too. The Malnosso Organization has seen fit to give us enlarged wings."

[prims]

"You don't know why, either?" Prim had honestly been hoping someone did. The lack of a return smile, even a forced one, lets Prim's own fade. As did the complete name, too. It's strange how formal this feels, and Prim's back straightens in response.

"They're a little harder to manage than the smaller ones, but...I guess it might be a good thing?" That's more a question than anything else.

[trinkett]

Sona's cool, aloof personality is amplifying Effie's own sense of formality and manners. She's like Effie x 100, now. "In my opinion, you should keep them furled. Young girls shouldn't walk about with their wings all helter-skelter."

Yes, she was making up that rule on the spot.

[prims]

Nala's manner, on the other hand, is so similar to Prim's that she seems very nearly unaffected. It's easy to cohabitate with a spirit so closely aligned with Prim's own thoughts and feelings.

She blinks in pure surprise before attempting to follow what Effie said, although she's...not sure where Effie's getting this from. It has to be something she just made up, since there weren't wings at home. "Oh, I'm...sorry?"

That sounded a bit more confused than she'd intended, but she was confused. "I've never had wings before."

[trinkett]

"My dear, you must get used to them. You've certainly got to try. I myself am still getting used to these very LARGE wings. I should like to fly with them soon."

[prims]

"You're going to try flying?" But what if she fell? Granted, they were big enough to fly with, but...none of them had any practice with that.

[trinkett]

"An acquaintance of mine was showing me some of the finer points earlier, yes. My goal now is to perfect it," she sniffed in return.

"Ugh. I'm getting thirsty again."