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Sphere Mods ([personal profile] sphererpmod) wrote in [community profile] thespherelogs2019-12-30 06:24 pm

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Who: Everyone!
What: January's welcome log. Oh also part one of the Ghost log.
When: Jan 1st-7th
Where: All over the place.
Warnings:
Notes: This is your January welcome log with Sphere New Year Traditions. Come in, go nuts.
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A New Year A New You
A new day has come.
So unlike many other places, the Sphere doesn’t celebrate New Years on New Year’s Eve. Instead they celebrate it in s three day festival commencing on January first to the third. The festival starts on the first at dawn with people waking up early to watch the first unofficial sunrise in the Sphere. Unlike most other days, this sunrise is universal, moving into each of the domes and filling them with such a bright light that it looks like an idealized version of a bright summer’s day. Groups of people join together to watch it in the dormitory dorms as well as in several public areas. The agriculture dome and the recreational domes are popular places for such activities and there are several places where there appear to be flowers blooming and almost the sound of birdsong.

Also in the more public places, there are large tables filled up with what seems to be a standard light breakfast of fruit, cheese and various loaves of bread, including a particular loaf of bread that everyone is given either in their attendance or in the dome itself. It’s a circular loaf with nuts on it that’s perfect for sharing. Indeed people keep trying to share a piece with the characters around them.

One thing that’s missing though? None of the places seem to have any sort of caffeine in any form. If questioned about it, someone knowledgeable will respond: “you can’t have caffeine until the sun sets!” The words come with a good natured laugh and characters are then handed a glass of fruit juice.

Out with the old and in with the new

As the sun is about to set on the first day, crowds gather in the rec dome. There in the middle of the area there’s a large bonfire set up. The smoke billows up towards the top of the dome before it disappears. People gathered around the fires are throwing old possessions into it, some of which are their own and some of them are the possessions of the people who had left. The idea is to unburden yourself of things to face the new year with a clean slate.

There are smaller fires around, and they burn different colors with the smoke being sweet smelling and light. Some people show the newcomers how to gather the smoke in their hands and release it over their heads, in order to clear out dark thoughts and whatever is troubling people. The smoke gives people a slight feeling of euphoria, and makes them feel as if whatever is happening isn’t quite as bad as they think it is.

And we’re dancing through life

On the second day, the public domes are fairly dead. The merchant dome is closed and only a few restaurants are open, and only those are for delivery. The entire city almost seems to be holding their breath and waiting for something. When the clock turns to eight pm, it’s almost as if the entire city is lit in a combination of stars and candlelight. In the gardens in the Rec dome, a large ball has been set up. Everyone in the city has been given their ideal fancy dress outfit, including mask in order to wear to it. The idea behind it is that the characters are in the middle of their transitional state. Day one was the day they put their old life behind them, and day three will be the day that they form their new selves for the year ahead. Which is why at the ball, people wear masks and have the option to give into some of the things that they wouldn’t normally do.

Wanna eat that there whole pint of ice cream? Go nuts. Wanna drink a bottle of vodka? Hey it’s your liver and it’s not like you can die! Wanna hook up in a dark corner with a stranger. It’s your life and there’s some nice velvet couches over there; out of sight and out of mind.

Dinner is in the form of an elaborate meal, sort of along the idea of Fat Tuesday in New Orleans, no expense is spared and everything is extremely well done and extravagant. Rich food, insane desserts, open bar, everything this night is too excess. At various points in the evening, the sky which has been showing stars shifts into things like fireworks, and glowy nebuleuses, causing people to burst into spontaneous bouts of applause.

All the while, there are various and shifting dance floors with an assortment of music to dance to, including classical, swing, fiddles, big band, pop, R&B, and basically anything that you can think of. The dances that people do there are as varied as the population, the drunkenness level and of course the all important dances of people's native Caucasia.

The party goes until dawn, at which point, the drunken revelries spill onto the streets, and people return to their personal domes singing loudly and off key.

A new day a new you

So despite however much you may have done the night before, or whatever else you may have engaged in, and however long you may have stayed awake for, when your head hits the pillow, you wake up feeling well great for lack of a better word. You have no hangover, you're not tired, you're not in pain, and any heavy or dark thoughts will suddenly seem not at all so bad. It may be better than you've felt in your entire time in the Sphere, or better than a long time depending on how things are at home.

Either way, when you wake up, day is late (even if your character doesn't normally sleep) and there is a crowd of people in the agriculture dome. People are there working together in order to plant new things in the greenhouse. They're planting baby plants that will grow to feed people in the new year, according to Annie, and it's all about breathing new life into the world.

Afterwards, there are different things like yoga and meditation classes, and people just spread out smiling among the flowers. No one is as pushy as normal, it's just kind of there. They're just kind of there, stretching, enjoying the sunshine and just kind of chilling.

Later, people set up a large sort of barbecue and outdoor kitchen. Food is cooked communally, and people will ask your character to come and cook. Even if you can't cook, passing out food or cleaning up. This is a community building activity people tell ya, so you can go with it or not. But the rest of the city is, so please enjoy some delicious food your characters may or may not have a hand in cooking or giving out. Wine and fruit juice is in a wide abundance here, as is water and caffeinated drinks. A few people can even be found having some harder stuff (vodka and whiskey) if your character looks to be in need of it.

And the end of the night, the sky above the dome lights up with aurora borealis, in brilliant lights and hues, and there are what appear to be a smattering of actual, living fireflies buzzing lazily around. People who are here longer than the characters seem puzzled, and more than a few children and adults are out catching them between their palms.

Ghosts of years ago.

So, for the past three months or so now, there have been ghosts intermittently showing up in the Sphere. Some ghosts are ones you know, some ghosts aren't, but for the most part there has been very little lasting interaction. Until now. As there's introspection happening, the ghosts are more and more drawn to it, but only now there's something less intelligent in their eyes: there's a hunger. Ghosts are trying to leech off the life forces of everyone in the Sphere, and the best way to stop them is not to be alone. But either way, death is stalking the feast, and it's haunting you.

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[personal profile] toivory 2020-01-20 08:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Of course not. But should anyone decide, know it is a possibility." She was not closing her borders to the Wildlings, nor her doors.

"That does not make the sacrifice mean any less."
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[personal profile] dont_notice_me 2020-01-20 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ah, can I, really??" Sayori was both surprised and interested, her eyes growing a little wide. "So... I just talk to them like I would with someone?" She doesn't wanna do something wrong and offend the flowers.

"Oh, of course!" There was a pause as she tilted her head to the side. "Hm... Who's Lancelot?"
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[personal profile] morethanatrickster 2020-01-20 07:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"Charles?" He didn't recall her mentioning a 'Charles' but then again, in the grand scheme of things, they hadn't discussed all that much about each other. She had, however, mentioned making the mistake once of falling in love with a human, and the look on her face...

"The mortal?" He looked over to the specter, meeting its eyes. It smiles but seems to only have eyes for Charis. "Not a very talkative fellow, is he? Strange. I would think you'd be bored by someone so droll."
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[personal profile] spoiledbugboy 2020-01-21 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
"Really? Hmm... Why aren't them on my hair too? Is... is it because I'm trapping them in a jar?" He looks down at it before picking it up, watching they fly about inside of it.

Maybe they took offense on him doing that? Maybe they are smarter than the fireflies back home?

"I wanted to keep them for a while since I dunno for how long they'll be around but... I guess should free them."
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[personal profile] wasinnocent 2020-01-21 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
"The mortal..." She trails off midway through her answer to his question. The ghost shimmers in and out of visibility for an instant and then begins to fade away. Suddenly her eyes seem to sharpen in focus and she shakes her head as if she's clearing out cobwebs that had taken refuge in her mind. She blinks a few times and then looks around suddenly, trying to see where the ghost went.

"What...what the fuck was that?" her voice is still unstable, like she's just woken up from some long sleep. She runs an unsteady hand through her hair and looks over at Loki.

"That couldn't' have been him....'
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[personal profile] ferrokinetically 2020-01-21 02:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Magic?" Lorna smirks as she lands and moves her hands in a swift swooping motion that causes the mist to dissipate.

"Nah, not magic. Mutant actually," she quirks an eyebrow. "Ever heard of it?"
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[personal profile] unknownmoirai 2020-01-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
She gently shook her head from side to side. "I don't know but even if I did, that is a question for you and her. All I know, is that Sansa is comfortable around him and when she first arrived..." Her voice trailed off as the memory of her and Sansa's first conversation filled her thoughts.

It had been a little awkward.

"I think she needs and... deserves having people she can rely on here. My understanding is that things are very different where she is from." Inesa paused briefly and looked up at Jon. "Where... you two are from."
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[personal profile] unknownmoirai 2020-01-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
She laughed and stepped a little bit closer as the music slowed into a softer tempo. "Then we will try."

Safely, of course.

"Tell me. We've been dancing for awhile now, do you think you like it or would you rather we stop?"
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[personal profile] unknownmoirai 2020-01-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
Inesa slowly opens her eyes, shifting so that she's sitting properly in the seat. "Thank you." She smiles and accepts the offered bread and water.

Her first few bites were small and careful, followed up by a little sip of water. She repeats the same pattern a few times and then rests the glass of water on her knee while she slowly finishes the remainder of the bread. The bread and water work slowly but the dizzying sensation begins to relent its hold on her.

"I feel much better already. I don't know what would have happened if I hadn't run into you."
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[personal profile] unknownmoirai 2020-01-21 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
"You can. Flowers like it when we're happy and honest. I don't think it matters what you say but they hear your feelings. The same way that animals do."

Her smile widened as she continued. "Oh. Excuse me. Lancelot is a friend of mine. He's a bunny. He had shown up in my room and I've been taking care of him. He's very cute." Inesa has also begun to dress him up in cute little outfits she makes at her shop when she has time.
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[personal profile] waypastasking 2020-01-21 03:54 am (UTC)(link)
Dancing through life (Closed to Tony)

Steve always wanted to learn how to dance. He talked about it with Peggy which seemed like an eon ago and after the hell, Steve had been through the last few years, he just didn't feel like dancing.

He contented himself with watching various couples taking a spin on the floor.

A New Day (Open)

Steve woke up the next `morning feeling refreshed. He took his time waking up, however, a smile playing at his lips. When he finally got moving he decided he needed some exercise, taking off for a jog, not in any real hurry. A bit later, he visits the shops and grabs something to drink and finds somewhere to draw.
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[personal profile] doubled_speed 2020-01-21 02:20 pm (UTC)(link)
"I trapped them in a jar too. I don't know, man. I'm just... special maybe?"

But the keeping them makes Tommy frown.

"Wouldn't that make them sad? Being in a jar?"
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-01-21 02:30 pm (UTC)(link)
Well of course it held magic, why would it not?

"Find me some oil and I will show you fires, my dear. But I am hardly a talented elemental mage. I'm better with weaving words than spells."
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[personal profile] morethanatrickster 2020-01-21 05:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"A specter, I assume." There'd been sightings, he'd even seen himself recently, but nothing so consuming as this.

"It isn't the first such vision." He looks over to her, though, emotions betrayed in his eyes of concern. "Shall we go elsewhere?"
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[personal profile] dont_notice_me 2020-01-22 03:08 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh! I never thought plants could hear us! But since they are living beings I should have thought of that."

When Inësa explains who Lancelot is Sayori literally squeals in delight. "Ah, you have a bunny?? That's so cool and cute! Can I visit you one day to see him? Unless he's shy, then I'll be totally fine with only seeing pictures of him!" Yes, she's really excited about the prospect of seeing a bunny because they are precious.
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[personal profile] spoiledbugboy 2020-01-22 04:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Haga keeps staring down at the jar on his hands. Tommy is likely right. Haga doesn't really like keeping bugs trapped, but he kinda got a little carried away by the sighting of bugs after so long without seeing one.

"That's true. I wouldn't like being stuck inside a jar." He looks up to the sky, then there's a giggle-snort from him. "Although I guess right now we are all in one giant jar, hm?"

And now that he thinks about it, yeah, that's sad. So he open up the lid and lets them fly out of it. If only it was this simple to get out of this place...
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[personal profile] toivory 2020-01-22 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"No, you'll have to forgive me." Okay so now there wasn't just magic there was technology and aliens and mutants and they were all still some sort of magic in the things they could do.

She wondered if any of them were able to bring the dead back to life.

"What is a mutant? How is that different from magic?" And can they talk about how incredible your hair is?
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[personal profile] toivory 2020-01-22 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
"Surely someone would have helped you," she says. Sansa's watched her carefully as she finished the bread, drinking most of the water. Jon was around somewhere, and she knew she could trust him to do the right thing. Eventually. In the end.

"I can't imagine anyone would have let you burn your hand."
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[personal profile] toivory 2020-01-22 06:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"I shall have to locate some, then. I would like to see what you can do."

She wanted to see everything. She had no cool magical powers of her own, but hearing Rhy praise language abilities made her feel just a bit lighter. "Words can be just as deadly as any fire. Too many seem to forget this."
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[personal profile] doubled_speed 2020-01-23 12:21 am (UTC)(link)
"I let mine go at the end of the night last time. Well, when the lights were starting to fade. So that they feel like they're free to go wherever the rest go."

But the giant jar things makes Tommy shiver. On another day he'd be sick. Because the sense of being trapped really upset him.
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[personal profile] unbreakable_king 2020-01-23 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
No doubt she will not be much impressed. Rhy is about as useful as a match. Maybe.

"I speak eleven languages, including both of the two of my people."

The royal tongue is English. Arnesian was the language of the common folk. And they loved him for knowing it.
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[personal profile] king_inthenorth 2020-01-23 02:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Only if you think it will work." If she can't actually carry him, he doesn't want her to try.

"I think I like it." They get to be close to each other, and they can keep talking while they're like this.
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[personal profile] king_inthenorth 2020-01-23 02:42 am (UTC)(link)
"Trusting the wrong person in Westeros can get you killed." Which doesn't really clarify things any; trusting the wrong people had gotten Robb killed, and Ned, and Jon himself. Even if he's unable to forgive Theon for what happened to Robb, he's working on accepting him for what he did for Sansa.

He doesn't want to say too much. "Theon helped her once."
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[personal profile] king_inthenorth 2020-01-23 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
"Perhaps. Though I don't know how much call there is for those at the Wall." If the wights really are defeated like she says they are, he's not sure how much call there even is for the Night's Watch anymore. But they'll keep taking the outcasts and the exiles anyway.
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[personal profile] king_inthenorth 2020-01-23 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
"I will be sure to pass that along." Even if none of them decide to take up the offer, it might help to know that they have an ally in the North, if they ever need one.

"I wonder if Westeros knows just how much they owe to a group of outcasts and exiles."

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