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.

Comments

[rather_be_surfing]

Oh no, he's not going to make it that easy on her. He laughs, back flapping to get out of range again.

"How about you come to me?"

C'mon, Effie. How can you resist that grin?

[trinkett]

She is persistent, at least. With a frown -- mostly to mask her increasing fascination and attraction to him -- Effie clumsily follows. She just needs to get a little closer to fling the water-balls.

"You are making this extremely difficult, I'll have you know!" There's far less huff in that voice than there would usually be. Possibly because she's just realized that she is still only dressed in her underwear.

[rather_be_surfing]

"...Didn't you say you wanted to be flying by the end of the day?" He gestures to the air around him.

Because you are, Effie. You are flying. And without the wig, the silly clothes, and with your hair free, you are quite the sight.

The kind he likes to see.

[happyhungergames]

"YOU ZAPPED MY HINDQUARTERS!" FLING! There goes the first ball. It falls short and the aim's not great anyway. His smile is absolutely intoxicating.

[rather_be_surfing]

"You did ask for it, Effie,"

He would dodge again, but since it fell short, there was no reason to put out the effort. Instead, he just keeps up the hover, looking as smug and as comfortable as he would be if he were leaning against a wall on the ground.

"Besides, tell me that didn't feel good."

[happyhungergames]

"It didn't feel good." THAT is obviously a lie. She flings her remaining waterball his way, trying not to imagine what other things he can do with his electricity.

[rather_be_surfing]

This one he has to back away a little from. She's getting better with each try; he has to give her that. He keeps smiling.

"Good, you told me. Too bad I don't believe you."

Oh, he's tempted to zap her again. But not up here. She's getting better, but he doesn't want to send her to the ground. That would hurt.

[inyourfavor]

She'll send herself to the ground soon enough. For one, she's out of water. And secondly, out of her element -- the river seems so much more inviting than the sky.

"I could make you believe, if only you were brave enough to come down out of the sky."

[rather_be_surfing]

"'Brave', huh?" Oh, that gets a cocky little grin out of him.

"Or do you mean 'convenient' so that you have a better chance at getting close enough to drown me?"

[inyourfavor]

"Now why on earth would I do a thing like that? I just want to wash your face!"

[rather_be_surfing]

"I just bet you do."

That did not mean to come out sounding as dirty as it did.

Still, he'll land, fully expecting her to try something.

[inyourfavor]

Maybe she shouldn't have challenged him like that. Maybe she should have kept her mouth shut.

But he's so electrical, and something in her loves that.

"Hello," she says -- simple. Formal. As though they are just meeting.

[rather_be_surfing]

Oh, no this game, eh? He smiles, inclining his head to her.

"Good afternoon. You had something to show me?"

The sparks have died down to little flashes under the surface of his wings now.

[inyourfavor]

"Yes." She takes several steps closer. She wants to get very near.

"I want to touch your wings again."

[rather_be_surfing]

Usually? This would be about the time he'd start backing up. This is not usually, though. Instead, he cants his head, unfurling the wings again. The lightening flashes intensify for a second before settling into subtlety again.

"They still feel the same, you know."

Except for the possibility of being more...shocking.

[inyourfavor]

"Good," she murmurs, stepping as close as she can and reaching around him to sink her hands into his feathers. She can't make eye contact. There's that aloof part of her that completely opposes all of this -- still there, if overwhelmed by Sona. And soon to be overwhelmed by a strange pleasure in gently running her fingers through the feathers of another.

[rather_be_surfing]

His wings twitch when her hands sink into them. Twitch and spark and move and this feels entirely too good...he wraps his own arms around her, fingers teasing at her pinions. He dips his head and is about to kiss her when--

He pulls away, gently taking her shoulders and pushing her in the other direction.

"No."

[trinkett]

Effie can feel her face flush hot. He doesn't want her. How can she have possibly put herself into such a humiliating position?

Without a word, she clasps her arms across her chest, protectively -- then whirls and hurries toward the riverbank. It's time to collect her discarded clothing. It's time to try to scrape up the remains of her pride.

[rather_be_surfing]

The reaction hurts, both in a way he doesn't understand and in a way that he does. He wants her, but he doesn't want her. It was all wrapped up in a confusing contradictions of emotions. He was attracted, either way, but there was a pull while he was like this what was a push when he wasn't.

This whole thing was off and wrong.

"Effie."

Damnit.

He leaps, uses his wings to get into the air, over her, and to her clothes first. He'll bend, scoop them up. Offer them to her.

"Listen to me."

[inyourfavor]

"Excuse me, but I've got to leave this place and you are holding my clothes."

[rather_be_surfing]

"And yet three seconds ago, you were wrist deep in my wings. Three minutes ago, you were so ready to get in that water, you didn't even know I was here. Do you even want to know why I said 'no'?"

Nope, not giving the clothes back yet.

[happyhungergames]

At the mention of "wings" she winced.

"I am sure you have your reasons for saying 'no' and that those are none of my business. I made a mistake. I apologize."

[rather_be_surfing]

"...You know, if you were more often like the woman I saw next to the river a few minutes ago and not this," he nodded to her stance, her looks, her, "I wouldn't have needed to be pushed into it by whatever got to my wings. You're not unattractive, Effie. I do want you. But normally? We're on opposite ends of the spectrum, and we barely know each other. That's why the 'no'. You didn't make a mistake."

He offers her her clothing, "But I don't think either of us are in our right minds. It would be like taking advantage of you when you were drunk."

[trinkett]

She takes it, quickly. Her pride has been wounded and Sona doesn't like that. Effie turns to leave, not bothering to dress -- just clutching the clothes against her chest.

"Good day, Mister Bliss."

[rather_be_surfing]

"Good day, Effie."

Fun over, mood now slightly antagonistic between them, he won't keep her.