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XOXO ❅ VALENTINE'S EVENT
One major problem with being the group that's responsible for solving all kinds of problems in the myth world is other myths can kind of be dicks about it. That's why, on Valentine's Day, Cupid shows up, quickly offloads his kid (the toddler Baby Cupid), and runs off to take care of spreading love on his holiday, with barely a how'd you do. He doesn't even say thank you.
To be fair, you can't fault him too much for only trusting the Guardians to babysit his kid in these dangerous and uncertain times, especially when children at risk against the fearlings.
Still, that means there's a giggling toddler, about 2-years-old in appearance, but maybe with the mental age of a 4 or 5 (he is definitely old enough to understand he's being naughty and deserving of a time out) flitting around the Pole causing all kinds of Valentine's related problems. Fortunately, the toddler has learned that he's not quite old enough to know the right times to help people fall in love (Adult Cupid just helps things along when they're already falling, or when they need help falling back in love, of course).
Instead, Baby C is doing what his father taught him to do and causing all kinds of tricks to try to get people to admit feelings that already exist or manufacturing ways for them to become closer to each other.
HONESTY ARROWS ♥ Baby Cupid isn't shooting magic arrows that cause anyone to develop feelings for each other but he sure is trying to make sure people talk about whatever feelings they have. Anyone hit will be compelled to blurt out various truths about themselves, their personal history, and their feelings to whoever is around them and will have difficulty stopping or drawing themselves away. In fact, if someone walks away they'll feel compelled to find someone else to confess to. The effect wears off anywhere between 5 minutes to a half hour.
TATTLETALE ROSES ♥ Vines of roses are now growing all over the Workshop. For those who are in love, they take the form of the face of the person they're in love with. The more they try to hide it or deny it from someone they're talking to, the more of them bloom with the person's face.
THORNY VINES OF CLOSENESS ♥ The rose vines have their own annoying purpose: bonding! For people that clearly need to become friends, fall in love, or fall deeper in love, thorny vines will wrap around both people, forcing them into a little cage together. The thorns fortunately won't poke them - they seem to be maneuvered in a way to just make sure there are no gaps to escape through. The vines are magically reinforced and can't be opened with any physical or magical means. After that, one of two things will happen:
1) A card will fall from the ceiling of the cage saying: Tell each other how you really feel about each other!!! This will happen if the cage thinks they need to affirm the status of their relationship, whether they need to admit they're in love, admit they've been bitten by the friend bug if they're reluctant to, or really need to talk about how much they mean to each other as friends. Only then will they be let out of the feelings shame corner.
2) If the two don't know each other, or both people could afford to get to know each other better multiple cards will drop from the ceiling with icebreaker questions, as if they're a bunch of new hires at an orientation.
How many will they have to answer before they're released? Who knows! But they have to answer them honestly or the cage won't open.
CANDY LONELY HEARTS ♥ People who are on the lonelier side and in need of support might find a candy heart on a random surface. The messages on them are on the platonic side (Like "You rock!" or "Shine on!") They'll feel compelled to eat them (even if they're on the floor). When they do, a glowing red thread will appear and tie itself around their finger. Briefly, in the air, the glowing string will form into letters that tell the person what they need to do to be release, whether it's telling someone they're lonely, asking for some kind of support, or admitting a vulnerability.
Then it'll whip out and grab someone else nearby, wrapping around their finger as well. Sometimes, two people might eat a candy at the same time and each have a string appear and they'll tie in the middle.
The strings are unbreakable, and they won't be set free until whoever ate a candy talks about their loneliness or vulnerable feelings - regardless of whether or not the other person is an eager listener.
❅ Starters: You can make up your own wildcard effects, feel free! If you do, please consider posting it to the Wildcard comment below so others might be able to pick up the same effect as well if they like them.
❅ Multiple effects: Feel free to have characters slammed by as many of Baby C's traps in the same thread as you want. No reason someone can't have the worst luck and trip three Cupid traps at once or several of them in a row.
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[ He keeps the correction gentle, because Tim’s not about to make Lucky feel like he’s wrong or less for being a clone.
(Kon would handle this better, but it’s not on him to be their resident clone expert.)
He’ll come back to why it’s not safe in a moment. ]
No. Well, yes, but it depends on your definition of stealing. They called me Rob because I go by Robin sometimes. Rob sounds like a normal name. Nothing to be suspicious about hanging out with your buddy Rob. Rob’s shorter and easier to shout during an emergency, too, so it’s safer in a fight.
When we’re here at the workshop, you can call me Tim, but if we’re out in the world? Then you can call me Rob.
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I know someone with two names like that. He tried to kill me to keep it a secret, but I got away. Are you going to do that too? No one's tried to kill me since I got here, which is strange.
I'm Boba. That's the name my dad gave me: Boba Fett. It's a real name, not a clone name.
[He doesn't want to be saying any of this. It's none of Tim's business!]
I called myself Lucky when I was trying to pretend to be one of them, but they found out who I was when Aurra made me leave the cadets floating in the escape pod- [his voice gets more distressed as he continues to speak and can't seem to stop] -and none of it mattered anyway because she tried to make me kill the Commander and stole my ship and left me behind to get caught-
[Boba slaps a hand over his mouth to make himself stop talking.]
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[ What the hell is he saying. He needs to... not talk about this if at all possible. Please and thank you. ]
Like my dad.
[ Tim goes fifteen shades of pale. ]
I only set someone up to be murdered once, and he deserved it, but I changed my mind.
[ Shit. Shit shit shit that is not supportive. ]
But I'd never do that to you.
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I tried to set someone up, but it didn't work. I've killed... a lot of people. I don't know how many.
[He can guess. A Venator-class Republic cruiser comfortably holds a crew of 7,000 with at least 2,000 additional troops. They'd be lucky if a third of that survived the initial reactor core explosion, much less got onto an escape craft or survived the crash.
Boba tries not to think about it. He's done nothing but think about for months.]
Maybe the arrows were poisoned.
[Either that or a some sort of mind-trick, but it doesn't feel like how his dad described those.]
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[ That isn't helpful. What the heck is wrong with him. Tim doesn't like hearing a kid say that they've killed a lot of people, but there's a question of culpability in a child this age. Personally, Tim doesn't think true criminal capability kicks in until at least 12 or 13, and not on an adult level until 18.
Given the choices he's seen people make at 18, 19, 20... there should be another distinction besides juvenile and adult. ]
How old are you? In case the arrows are poisoned, which I don't think they are unless it's very slow-acting. Age can impact treatment as much as weight.
[ That's not why he's asking how old he is. It's because he's trying to figure out how to handle this conversation. ]
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It doesn't feel like poison. [There's none of the tell-tale dis-coordination or tiredness of most truth serums.
Boba opens his mouth to answer 'almost fifteen'.]
Thirteen.
[No.]
Thirteen. That's not what I wanted to say! I'm thirteen!
[At this point he is seriously considering running for it.]
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Hey. Hey Lucky, it's okay. There's nothing wrong with being thirteen. We were all thirteen once except Kon. He rushed through thirteen somewhere around the six month mark.
do u ever forget ur own character's age? boba is actually 12 years old
One deep breath. Two.
He's better than this. This kind of outburst is too childish for a bounty hunter.
Boba gives Tim a suspicious side glance.]
...Who's Kon?
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Kon's my soulmate.
[ The response is so fast. Tim's eyes only start going wide at the rawness of that honesty - why would he say that? It's not an answer for 12 year olds. ]
He's my boyfriend, that is. He's one of the other new myths here.
[ Those corrections he doesn't stumble over. ]