welcome to mayfield: day 3

[mayfield_mods]

[Those who wake up in the town on the third day will soon notice that something's definitely off. The cracks in the sky are appearing more frequently and lasting for minutes at a time, and there's a strange white fog drifting over the clouds.

For those who've just arrived, welcome to our new little town! We're sure you're glad to see your missing friends again; nothing to worry about here, they've just been too busy enjoying the upgraded carnival to go back home. Any bleeding limbs or serious wounds you may spot are obviously just a sign of how much fun they've been having.]

OOC: If your character damages or affects the carnival or town in a noticeable and normally permanent way, please comment here.

Comments

[hawkeward]

I don't know if I would call it luck... unless you mean very bad luck, in which case, yes, I suppose I do have a lot of it. I'd take a forest guardian over a crazy blood mage any day - that would definitely be different.

[She's imagining something like a talking tree, though, not... the Lorax. :|a]

It was nicer when more of my companions from home were here - then, at least, I could delude myself and pretend that we weren't all imprisoned. [a sigh] Alas, the fantasy wasn't meant to be.

[truffulacide]

People like us wouldn't have any luck at all if we didn't have bad luck, so don't take it personally. [he quirks a brow at what she has to say next and laughs again, albeit nervously this time.] Um. I think he's a BIG improvement over a blood whatsit. Whatever that is.

[he sets his axe down and crouches, trying to lift the crate up.]

Oh well. Plenty of other things you can - hrrnk - delude yourself with.

[hawkeward]

I suppose so. I miss having good luck, though; that was very nice, if rather short-lived.

[She can guess what he has in mind, so she crouches alongside him and helps lift the crate, grinning. This is fun!]

Well, no blood mages here, so that's an improvement. And I can entertain myself by destroying crates of milk. Take pleasure in the little things.