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Who: Everyone!
What: February open log.
When: Feb
Where: All over the place.
Warnings:
Notes: This log will run the whole month as part of the AU plot. Pick a date and go!
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February Open Log

blue moon

So the people within the Sphere City miss the moon. At least, that’s what someone can draw from the fact that as January slips into February, large images of the moon are everywhere. The Full moon, to be more specific. There are silver streamers around the merchant dome, and lights have been modified to have a more silver than golden glow in appearance, even at all hours of the day there. Sure it makes things a bit difficult to see, but that’s not really a problem is it?

At night, several domes have large projections of the moon made against the domes. They’re pictures of the moon in varying states of artistic and scientific values. There's a kind of dreamy music that’s played, and a lot of the locals have silver flowers in their hair. Fire pits are common, and older residents are seated around them, telling tales of the moon and its connection to the waters above them. Some stories tell how it glows and shines or is made of green cheese. They also tell how sometimes there were people in the moon, men or women, gods or goddesses, or animals like rabbits. And some stories tell of how the moon would make people mad, and that’s where the term lunacy comes from.

Oh, and there are a few stories about werewolves too. And about how there walking among the people in the Sphere. Even now.

Food at the festival is based around the moon too, or at least the idea of the moon. There’s mooncake of course, but there’s also moon pies, half moon cheese pies, and pierogi, and various cheese and cracker platters, because the moon is made of green cheese after all. There’s moon-based cocktails, that are blue and silver. And some that are shimmering and shining.

People can draw fortunes from the moonwell, but, they’re silly and nonsensical, and people eat the silvery rice paper after they’re finished with them. A few of them however have more ominous sort of fortunes in them. Things like “help me” or “they’re out to get you” or “they’re coming and you can’t stop them.” People shrug those ones off too though. if someone asks about them.

what big eyes you have

So, there are rumors about werewolves that have been circulating around town, and people seem to be given red cloaks at random. Pretty girls and women are offered them the most, but they are open to anyone. If people put them on, which the surrounding locals will cheer and encourage them to do. Then they tell them that their clue is in their pockets and that they will save the town.

In the pockets is another silver disk with a list of names on it. One of those names is a werewolf. You’re given three clues (something like: ‘wearing a blue sweater’ or ‘bald man’ or ‘at the candy stall’) for each one, and then you either accuse them of being a werewolf or clear them. If you accuse them and you’re correct then you’re given a small vial with glowing stones in it and are told that they were actually pieces of the moon before it was lost. Whatever that means. You may want to hold onto them.

If you accuse them and you’re wrong, the game is over for you for the moment and the cloak is taken away. Each cloak has a different list of six names on it, and the names replenish every time someone gets a new cloak. Why yes, the Sphere is playing a game of werewolf with you. How the game goes entirely up to you, and whether or not your character gets invested or what. NPCs are definitely available for this if need be! Please feel free to go a little nuts with this, and player characters can definitely be one of the suspects if they're up for it.

something that was lost can be found.

It’s big news around Sphere City: some old lost and sealed domes have been found along the edges of town. Not only have they been found, but they’re open! Not only are they open but the stuff inside is there on a first come first serve basis. These old domes show no signs of dust, but there are some personal effects within them, pictures and the like. They definitely belonged to someone who had been pulled into the city at some point within the last seven years.

And they’re definitely worth checking out. One never knows one might find in them. Various varieties of clothing are available, as are books, food items (probably shouldn’t eat them), toys and there may or may not be some magical or important historical things hidden here or there if your character is very lucky. Mod note: Nothing world breaky or living can be found, but small things like potions or jewelry or amulets or small weapons (daggers or guns with a very limited amount of bullets.)

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He's been around long enough by now to know people by sight, even if all he knows about them is that they've been here longer than he has. So when someone addresses him, it's not that surprising. He left Longclaw behind in his dome, like he tends to do, but he's not going in a new place entirely unarmed, so he does have a knife tucked in his belt.

"I know that Bran was here for awhile. I've heard that people have found possessions from former residents in these domes. I wondered if maybe Bran would have left something behind."

"He was. I met him." Bev just speaks kindly, and she gives him a little nod before she looks around at the stuff in the domes. "I don't know if he was here long enough to leave anything though. He didn't come in the normal way like you or me and Sansa did. He was here when people were visiting." Dropping down to sit cross-legged on the ground she just rests her elbow on the crook of one leg before she shifts her sword to one side with the other one and into a more comfortable position. "Sorry. I know that part of being here can suck a lot."

"I suppose there's no harm in taking a look anyway." There's no telling when something useful might be found, but then, the items here all used to belong to someone, so isn't using them rather like stealing?

"It might be useful to be familiar with a place such as this, just in case." You never know when you might need somewhere to hide.

"Yeah, you're never gonna know what you'd find here. One time we found old books that were like apparently really valuable. And this is where we come to blow things up sometimes." When Tommy was having a bad day, which is a thought that makes her frown before she literally shakes the emotion off.

"And no, it's not stealing. Because the people who they belong to? They're home now. They don't need this stuff. And it's better to have people use it than just letting it all get all gross and go to rot or whatever. When I go home, I'd rather have my stuff be useful. And I know people who've left who've felt the same way." Which is why Bev always takes stuff from people she knows who've left if she can catch it earlier enough. Sometimes she doesn't but...

"Yeah, there's been like a lot of things it's useful to hide from. Like the ghosts."

"There's no harm in looking for something useful then, it sounds like." It might be something with a personal connection to anyone he knows, but that doesn't mean those items can't gain a connection somehow. Maybe something there could be useful to somehow he knows, too, even if it's not for him.

"I know about the sharing of memories. Do things like the ghosts happen often here?"

"Weird shit happens all the time here. There's been demons and ghosts and people got turned into little kids and like we kept feeling alone in domes even when we were in them with other people." Bev just explains it entirely matter-of-fact because after two years in places like this it's become the norm.

"But there are useful things here."

It sounds like he's in for a wild ride then, one that's sure to get wilder the longer he remains here. And yet he's not sure if he would want to go back to Westeros if he could, even though Sansa has told him how it all worked out.

"Let's see what we can find then."

Bev just nods as she starts to lead him to the pile of new things that have appeared since the last time that she was out this way. She always takes care to mark where she was and what she’s searched. But she’s curious so she asks: “what would be useful to you? Other than like Bran stuff?”

"That's the question. I don't really know." He doesn't know what might be in the domes, and even if he sees things, he doesn't always know what they are or that they might be useful. "I suppose I'll figure that out when I find it."

“What kind of things do you like?” Bev just starts because it’s a good place to do that considering everything else. It’s just easier that way. “Do you like books? Do you like to use tools? My friend Aaron was a blacksmith here. He’s gone but his tools are here in the domes somewhere. This place collects everything that was here that someone who went home left behind. All of it.” Bev just gestures to the domes around them with a little frown because there’s so many.

"A friend of mine would say that many useful things can be found in books. He may have a point." Otherwise why would the great Houses all have their own maesters to advise them and teach their children? "I've always found swords more useful, but I haven't had as much need for them here." Which is a good thing, he supposes, but one he's still not used to.

"I didn't have a lot of spare time before."

“Yeah, I’m not surprised considering what Sansa says about your world.” And Bev has heard a lot about it honestly considering how different it is from both here and Bev’s own world. Too bad people stay the same no matter where they are.

She pokes a pile of things with her foot, just in case, and then she looks to him once more. “What would you wanna do if you didn’t have to join the Black? Like when you were a kid and stuff?”

People being the same no matter where they are is the one thing he recognized about this place, which while unfortunate at least means that there was something familiar to hold on to while getting used to somewhere new.

"I don't know." He hadn't given it much thought before his father and sisters had prepared to leave for King's Landing and he'd needed to choose a path for himself. He'd always known that he could only stay as long as Ned was around, but he hadn't expected to have to make that choice as soon as he had.

"I was in a kind of in-between position. Son of one of the great Houses but with no prospects for titles or holdings of my own. If things had turned out differently, I might still have taken the black, or I'd have become one of Robb's men."

Or the king of the seven kingdoms. He can't forget that option.