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Pluviosa Mods ([personal profile] pluviosamods) wrote in [community profile] pluviosa2024-06-02 03:36 am
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SO BELOW - EVENT LOG

SO BELOW
With a slightly bump that can be felt throughout the ship, progress levels out. The skies above are threatening rain, but there aren't any drops falling from the sky... Yet.

Not that you'd know it, looking out the windows. A foreign ocean stands outside, on the other side of the glass - the ghost of an ocean, long gone from the truth of this world.

Just like so many other things, which have become visible to those who are willing to pay attention.

This is the event log for SO BELOW. Information for the first part of the Event (days 15 and 16) can be found here, along with sign-up options for the second part of the event.
mamamias: Mario tapping his chin as he thinks. (hmmm)

[personal profile] mamamias 2024-06-24 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, meeting up in the lounge sounds WAY better. Mario's smile is more enthusiastic, now. "It's-a deal!"

Anyway. The shoes. Mario nods, prepared to distract.... nope. Nevermind. It doesn't matter. He shrugs, not really surprised, either. "Yeah, when I-a tried to catch hat lady's hat earlier, the same happened. But I was-a hoping..."

He taps his chin, thinking very seriously. "Maybe we could... tell the guy where his friends are hiding?" Funny sidequest!
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[personal profile] doomed_gambler 2024-06-27 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Sounds good to me," Aventurine chuckles, giving the man a brief handshake before he stands up.

"Yeah it was worth a shot. And I mean maybe with a distraction the shoes might become solid somehow...?" he wonders out loud, watching the boys. He's not too sold on the thought, but he feels a little bad accidentally cutting Mario off. "They might be hard to distract...they don't seem to see us at all even right now." His eyes flick to Mario. "Hat lady? I mean, she probably appreciated the thought, right?" he asks, trying for reassuring.

But telling the other guy...Aventurine's face brightens. "Ah, that might be interesting. It's hard for us to grab ghost things, but if the ghost came to reclaim it...that might work. Let's do that!" He says, making a decisive snap with his fingers as he turns on his heel. "Where was that kid again...?"