#Isola event

[isolaradiale]

November was perhaps the most frustrating time of the year for Ofiuco. The Stars were always running maintenance on the island's functionality, making sure that even in a worst case scenario there would still be systems to fall back on if things went wrong outside of their own plans. It didn't happen often, but sometimes things slipped in that they didn't intend on.

But every November the Stars performed a big backup of the island's data. It was a lot of work, and involved pausing the city altogether so that the citizens that lived there had no idea that anything was amiss. That day, in this year's case November 8th, would feel like it had happened to them. Even though it actually hadn't.

"Why does this always fall on me to do? It's boring..." Ofiuco knew the reason. Her main body had evolved past her original schematics, but her robot body within the island's setting had all of the tools installed to make the data backup easier. None of the other Stars were allowed to touch that body since it was an extension of herself.

Ofiuco wasn't focused on the task at hand like she should have been though, so she didn't notice that she had accidentally hit the wrong button. "OOPS!?" At least until it was too late. Just like that, everyone's data in the city had been wiped. "...Good thing this is why we have backups in the first place." Everyone in the city was reconstructed from that backup, but something was wrong. Something that Ofiuco didn't catch at all.

All of the character data had been reinstated but it was jumbled. Characters were recreated as if they came from different worlds altogether, which would lead to a crisis that only some were able to realize. But how long would it take for the Stars to notice?

WHAT'S GOING ON?

Welcome to our last new event of 2024, ALTERNATIVE ALLEGORY!

Ofiuco made a little oopsie that slipped past her radar and accidentally deleted everyone's character data during the yearly big backup. Good thing she had the previous day's basic backup to reinstate them!

But something corrupted the backup, and while all of the characters were reinstated, all of the data has been jumbled up.

Because of this, the characters have been recreated as if they were from different worlds altogether.

Think of this as a chance to design an AU for your character, like Lloyd Irving from Tales of Symphonia as if he were an Ace Attorney character, for example!

All threads must be set on November 9th or later. The characters will believe they lived through November 8th, but the city was in maintenance mode on that day and wasn't actually active!

This event will run until 11:59:59PM EST on Friday, November 29th!

WHAT ARE THE RULES FOR DESIGNING OUR CHARACTER'S AU?

You can pick any series from the masterlist to design an AU version of your character from! You only require mun permission if you're using an original character's world instead. You cannot use a series that is not on our masterlist.

You can design an entire backstory for that character as if they're from that world, however you must abide by our fandom OC policies. This means you cannot give them direct ties to any characters from that canon.

Similarly, you can give them powers or change their appearances according to the setting but must abide by our fandom OC policies regarding what is or what isn't acceptable. That means you can't give them any powers that rival or surpass the main characters. Powers are uncapped for this event so this isn't too limiting.

You aren't required to AU your character if you don't want to! That said, if you want participation for this event you will need to write with someone who is AUed.

Whether your character realizes they have been AUed and remember their original canon or not is up to you! Do whatever you think works better for what you plan!

You can change your character's AU if you'd like! You're not bound to one for the whole event, you can have several!

To make it easier for others to keep track of what you've done, we recommend making a post describing the AU and everything that has changed.

If you have any questions about the event, please send them to the masterlist! We will not be answering them in the Discord server so that everyone can see the answers!

[wingherc]

@gaiaspoken

｢𓆄｣ This was...More disorienting than he originally thought it would be. But, maybe that was his fault by taking to the skies rather than keeping himself grounded. But that was the opposite of what he stood for.

It's when he's flying over a patch of orchid that catches his eye, if not for the soft color of it all, but the fact there are specklings of his own goldenrod color.

Which...Could only mean one thing! This put him at the flower patches in Archimedes...Yeah, that made sense, actually.

Rapidly, the pro hero began his descent, only letting up so he could have a smooth and graceful landing. And, beside her, he perched, flaring one wing over her head as a means to block out the sun.

"There you are! I didn't think you'd be a person for purple, but it really works for you. You're still doing your daily quests? You didn't want to go out and explore this big ol Spirale themed coloring book?"

[deathreversed]

@kleinstar

She hasn't had the chance to check out the library until now. Golden Ward is just so, so far away, and she just can't, can't find the energy. Even now, she felt drained, felt empty, but somehow, someway, she'd dragged herself all the way across the city. She pays no heed to the inky black footprints she leaves behind as she trudges to the university, and finally, to the library.

Part of her felt that she should've been elated at seeing so many books, with no one to judge her reading. Even the few grayscale island residents that hovered around all seemed preoccupied with themselves, leaving her alone.

Nier picked the first one off the shelf that caught her interest, but as soon as her fingers brushed the spine and opened the cover, the black began to spread. It rushed over the pages, blotting out the words and rendering the whole thing unreadable.

Looking up, Nier spots the man who had told her about the library in the first place. Now, part of her feels like she should be heartbroken, but instead, she doesn't feel anything.

"Eiden, look..." she says, voice somewhere between a whimper and a monotone. "The pages are ruined, how can I read it like this? How can anyone read it...?"

She puts the book back on the shelf, and already, the black begins to spread to the neighboring volumes. Watching the color spread like hungry tendrils, Nier sighs. "Ah... Maybe I shouldn't have come here after all..."

[hollowfaith]

just a note if someone knows their color hex code and wanna find its complementary/analogue shade easy, canva's color wheel is nice for that

[thegreatfraud]

@kleinstar

"See? I told you there no way he be here! I mean who in their right mind go to their job while in a literal dreamscape? Honestly with how chaotic things get i doubt he even at home. Can we go now? I wanna go do a job. We should be stealing the secret of the rich like that one Nolan movie. "

Huey and a black hair man arguing in front of a certain XXX store owner front door.

[Well find him you idiot! I thought you how to track people. I don't spend almost a decade raising you to be a asshole and not apologize. I mean it's one thing if he had it coming. Jeez that why you always had a hard time making friends.]

The two brother seem to not notice anybody nearby as they starting to pull each other faces and fighting like kids.

[eusarca]

"Hey, listen! This is incredible! Every time I open this box there's a bowl of a new kind of noodles!"

It was a normal cardboard box, blank but about the size of the average microwave. It was tilted on its side, and sure enough, when they next opened the flaps a new bowl was present and piping hot.

"Want some? I'm still only halfway through mine."

@ostentumm

[wiseoldmage]

ALTERNATIVE ALLEGORY Elminster awoke with the usual pain in his body but before he'd even opened his eyes he knew something was different. He could still remember the struggles of his rich life in Faerûn, but it was like something had invaded those memories like ink spreading to more paper than it should have. He could remember old companions and friends, the Weave, Mystra, the mighty Aumar name... But what was this about a hero with mouse ears? Mickey... Mickey Mouse was his name. His old apprentice. A troublemaker if there ever was one, but one pure of heart. Looking around the room, he now saw everything in a different light- magic was still the Weave, but it was also... light. Light and goodness, hope. Elminster had only ever seen the Weave and its endless bounds, but now he saw that magic could be in all things. More importantly? He knew that it had to be protected from those that did not understand.

((Yenminster lives! Consider this a starter call for this AU, and for now I'll cap it at 3!))

[weavehearted]

@sneakfangs

"Ah, ah-- Keep your eyes closed just a moment longer. No peeking!"

Gale leads Astarion by the hand, only letting go when they reached their apartment door. he fumbles with the key, nearly dropping it from a mixture of excitement and nervousness. with little bits of their realm leaking through to their new surroundings, an idea had come to him rather quickly. one could argue the return of their abilities would be better spent aiding in an escape plan or perhaps defeating any pesky monsters that sometimes slipped through the portals, but to Gale, that all could wait.

give us a day, he thinks, to share in each others company in total comfort.

he pushes open the door and it is not the same apartment they were used to. a simple illusion, mere childs play for him, created a near exact replica of Gale's room back home. the sight almost makes him want to weep. the bookshelves and stacks of tomes, a fire crackling in the hearth, all of his statues and paintings and other such knickknacks exactly where he had left them. artificial sunlight peeks through the door to the terrace with all the warmth of the real thing, but with no risk of harming Astarion.

"Okay. You can open them."

Gale gestures to the room with a flourish, enthusiasm clear in his voice.

"Ta-daaa. A little piece of my home back in Waterdeep. I...I wanted to share it with you, while I am able to."

[wshingwells]

@enchiiridion ♡ for an Event Starter !

Every step she took left a little coloured spot behind her, every flower she picked took on the same hue as her whole person. Snow had to chalk it up to a strange magic she couldn't wrap her head around, which, usually would've left the princess incredibly on edge considering the last time she was hit by a spell of any kind...

But instead, it was quickly pushed to the back of her mind, seemingly on instinct as she did her daily wander through the now grey scale streets, though, her wander had much more skip and bounce to it today. So much so, that she didn't even see the blue-hued wizard in her path until she had promptly knocked into him.

" Oh! Saer Volo, I'm sorry! I must not have been watching where I was going ! Perhaps you know what's going on ! "

[kleinstar]

🫀 🫀 🫀

When Eiden comes to he's face down to red cradle of innards, meat in in between his teeth. He reaches for support, feeling his hand sink into something soft with a squelch. The attempt to wipe his face only serves to spread the blood to is face even more.

Like that, a little out of it, he stares at the one that ended up sort of waking him up from it.

" Err... I found this and... "

Shoved my face onto it? Started munching? What am I supposed to tell here?

" ....didn't mean to? Sorry? Is it uhhhhh yours ? "

He'll deal with the whole weirdness of this later.

[ultimatelifefcrm]

@hammertarot

"Amy." Well, the way his voice cut through the white noise of the idle passerbys and traffic was hardly friendly, he wasn't here seeking anything malicious. Actually, quite the opposite. Despite the fact she'd been in and out of Spirale like he had, there was something to be said about how neither of them let despair take them in its inevitable hold.

Maybe they'd find a way to beat it. But, that was hopeful thinking, and maybe impossible, but the idea was enough to stave off any grief that could threaten to take hold of either of them.

"Where are you going? I'll walk with you.." Despite his disdain for other magical girls (for more than obvious reasons), it was possible to crack through his fortified walls it seemed. And, those whom did manage to break through, though unspoken in his devout loyalty, would at least be able to see it.

While he didn't make for chatty company, he was always more than willing to be an ear for those who earned it. So, if there was something she had wanted to yap about, this was the best outlet for that!

[isolaradiale]

. . . . .

"Mmhm, I see, I see... Your father did tell us you had a bit of a mishap with your art project. We couldn't help coming to give some advice." Solaris muses, circling the diorama of the city. Currently, it's been moved to a coffee table.

"Yes, he told me I should try and spin it as if I had done such a thing on purpose. But I don't see how I could possibly..." "Oh, we had an idea for that!"

Mimosa flutters from behind, resting her hands on Janus' shoulders. The glint of mischief hiding in her rosy glasses does not escape his notice.

"We could help you mirror it in the city proper, you know!" "What?" "It's an interesting theory. The structures you made still stand, but what gives them life and personality has been greyed out." "I wouldn't say that--" "So how do you fix it? Do you paint them with the hues and values they're supposed to be, or do you pick something new?" "What do you do with the spots where the paint bled together? Do you paint over that, too?"

As the two bounce back and forth in this terrible game of brainstorming, Janus begins to put his hands to his cheeks in mounting horror.

"Oh, no. No no no. Absolutely not--" "If we make someone look like an old black and white movie, what happens? Will they try to change to technicolour?" "Would they paint themselves the colour palettes they're used to? Maybe it's something entirely different. If we make those hues correspond with their personalities..." "I--I'll have no part in this! The last time something like this happened, everything--" "Ah-ah, don't worry."

Mimosa leaves Janus side to twirl next to Solaris, who makes an artful pose himself, as if framing the splotchy mess of a diorama in his hands.

"We have this one completely under control. Not like last time." "I'll make sure of it. Just a little bit of editing... ah, Mimosa, what if we..."

Janus can only move his head as the two take their leave, watching them scheme and snicker. He turns back to look at the model of the city. And in a scramble that almost makes him trip over his own feet, he rushes to his boxes of paints.

"--I have to at least put the base coat back on, or they really won't have anything at all!"

. . . . .

Welcome to another zany event for the fall season! It looks like Mimosa and Solaris aren't done causing trouble, but this time, it should be harmless. Right? (Right...?)

Taking inspiration from a creative mishap, the Stars have decided to effectively render the city in greyscale--including the people residing in it--to see what really makes everyone so colourful. Thankfully, most people will start with a base hue.

What does that mean, though? Here's a handy-dandy list of notes!

As soon as it strikes midnight that night, your muse will find that they've been completely greyscaled, save for one colour that represents who they are at their core, and only that colour! - Think of it like those 'what colour is your soul' quizzes. If your muse was only one hue, what would it be? For example, a character that is inherently cheery might turn completely yellow or pink, while a hot-headed character may turn red or orange to reflect their personality.

Your muse cannot help but feel and act whatever hue/personality they seem to be. However! The more your muse interacts with the people around them, the more colours (and feelings/facets of their personality) will open up to them. This will also physically reflect on them. - If your cheery yellow muse bumps into a sad, blue muse, you'll both have a new colour to express. Now you can feel happy (yellow) AND sad (blue)! And perhaps a sort of melancholy joy, like watching your best friend win that prize you wanted instead of you. Of course, you're happy for them, but sad you didn't win. - Or maybe those two colours mix into being green with envy... And suddenly, you have a new colour ;3

Any inanimate object your muse interacts with (except their Island Issued Cell Phone) will take on your muse's hue. Every step you take will leave a colourful footprint in its wake, every hand rail will have colourful handprints. More on that later.

With enough interactions and perspectives, your muse will be back to their old selves in no time! If, that is, they want to go back to their old selves at all. Maybe another colour palette suits them better than before...?

"It can't be that easy, though."

And, you're right! The experiment did more than reduce everyone to solid (or no) colours! Some other strange things are happening, too. Such as...

The NPCs of the city have not escaped unscathed. Unlike you, though, they have no hue to them at all. However, they'll absorb colours from your muses by proximity and action. - If your deep-green jealous muse is around, NPCs will turn deep-green too, and may want what you have--and might try to take it by force. But a calm mint-coloured muse may just leave you alone and soak up some vibes. - This extends to creatures of the island, too, so watch out!

Sources of water in the city (the ocean, lakes, ponds, swimming pools, etc) will wash away at least one colour from you. (You can still drink and cook with it without any effect, though.) Better not get caught in a rainstorm any time soon!

To combat this, you can find paint cans with a random colour paint in them around the city. You never know what you're going to get, though!

The city itself is completely greyscale, so navigating it might be a challenge without any colourful landmarks to stand out. That being said, your muse will leave colour wherever they go, like they're a giant paint roller. And so will everyone else's muses! Figuring out populated areas will be Very Easy, but you might get disoriented in places that don't get a lot of foot traffic.

These are the major issues...... for now :)

FAQ

"Do I have to pick a hue at the beginning? I can't decide on one."

It's entirely possible that your muse can start in greyscale, and just has No Personality. In that case, they'll take on the hue of the first person they interact with.

"What do we do if a colour has multiple associations with it?"

Each association of that colour is a valid one, and there are no incorrect colour associations. Each colour is whatever you need it to be in the moment. The definition of "red" for your muse may not match the "red" of your RP partner--and that's okay! What may be helpful is to make an event info post explaining your colour choice, how you interpret it, and how it would affect your character!

"Do we have to stick to basic colours like red, yellow, green, blue, etc?"

Nope. Maybe your muse is a mauve, emerald, beige, or aquamarine. Pick any colour you think is best for the moment!

"In theory, could we use the paint cans laying around to add hues to others by splashing them with it or something?"

PVP is enabled, if you want to be a menace! (with mun permission, of course)

"Is the comic in black and white for plot reasons?"

No, I'm just lazy :c

Have a question you don't see on here? You can message the Masterlist!

See you in a week! Make sure to get as many colour perspectives as you can, okay? :)

[wingherc]

｢𓆄｣ "Hey! Everybody!"

"The shrimp at the hibachi grill is cooking!"

[deathreversed]

@witchoftrinity

It's a familiar story Sometimes things just happen on this island, and it's all anyone can do to just hold just the tide sweeps them away. You can try to resist, but that's the point?

There isn't a point.

There never was a point.

Nier looks down at her hands, finding something wrong and nothing wrong. If there was something wrong, it wouldn't matter, so nothing's wrong.

Nothing is wrong.

Everything is just as it should be.

Something might hurt, if there were anything left. Even the sight of a familiar face does nothing to bring Nier back from whatever precipice she finds herself on. Hadn't she mentioned something like this the last time they spoke? It's all running together in her mind.

"Mika... This isn't normal, is it? The city is grey, the sky isn't blue, everything's..." She lifts her head up, expression blank. "Well... I guess it doesn't matter, does it? Maybe it's just like this now. Or maybe it'll have ended the next time we wake up. What can we do about it? There's nothing to do..."

[learnspells]

like this for an event starter with rwby fern (she's part cat now). her information is here! she can recognize that she's been aued but is very shrug emoji about it.

[thegreatfraud]

Event Rp Ad for Alternate Allegory. Aha least Funniest Clown. Serious or light hearted works.

No cap.

Details here.