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idolproWho: Everyone
Where: Everywhere
When:All at Once Night 526 to Morning 527
[ At the darkest hour, those who are awake will see their shadows growing longer and longer under the city lights. They stretch and stretch—and even climb up the lamps, up the sky, to eclipse the moon itself. It isn't completely dark—it's like the current light's been lampshaded—but just for a brief, brief moment,
The whole world is grey.
—and then the color returns, but not all entirely in ways that you recall them being. The sky is at points purple or green, the grass is red and glittering, the buildings seem to be made entirely of glass at times and entirely of wood at other times. Each shift in your vision accompanies a visual "glitch", like pixelated television noise, and it's horrible for the eyes and head.
It's not just the city that's unstable, either; idols will find that their own colors are mixing, swapping, glitching—sometimes it's not just the colors but entire articles of clothing, as though quickchanging in a character creation screen—to one outfit or another. Sometimes it feels like there's an internal change too—like your guts are swapping out . . . or like your heart isn't yours . . . is that your neck, or someone else's?
Another oddity: the shadows are gone, even now in the middle of the night. Occasionally they flicker back—when the building or grass is "correct", what it used to be—but they aren't there for long, and disappear once more. Your own shadow though, and the shadow of other people? Completely gone, even when you feel "correct" again.
If you're looking for any clues on what's happening, who the culprit is, you might be able to catch a glimpse of dancing shadows on the ground, whisperlaughing at each other and running away as soon as they're seen by any idol. At the crack of dawn, one shadow holds up what looks to be the shape of a cylinder—shakes it—and then "sprays" shadow paint onto a nearby wall.
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As the sun rises, those dancing, laughing shadows disappear—only the "paint" on the walls remain—and you idols are left to deal with the rest of this chaos. . . ]
OOC EVENT INFO | IN THE LOBBY
Where: Everywhere
When:
[ At the darkest hour, those who are awake will see their shadows growing longer and longer under the city lights. They stretch and stretch—and even climb up the lamps, up the sky, to eclipse the moon itself. It isn't completely dark—it's like the current light's been lampshaded—but just for a brief, brief moment,
The whole world is grey.
—and then the color returns, but not all entirely in ways that you recall them being. The sky is at points purple or green, the grass is red and glittering, the buildings seem to be made entirely of glass at times and entirely of wood at other times. Each shift in your vision accompanies a visual "glitch", like pixelated television noise, and it's horrible for the eyes and head.
It's not just the city that's unstable, either; idols will find that their own colors are mixing, swapping, glitching—sometimes it's not just the colors but entire articles of clothing, as though quickchanging in a character creation screen—to one outfit or another. Sometimes it feels like there's an internal change too—like your guts are swapping out . . . or like your heart isn't yours . . . is that your neck, or someone else's?
Another oddity: the shadows are gone, even now in the middle of the night. Occasionally they flicker back—when the building or grass is "correct", what it used to be—but they aren't there for long, and disappear once more. Your own shadow though, and the shadow of other people? Completely gone, even when you feel "correct" again.
If you're looking for any clues on what's happening, who the culprit is, you might be able to catch a glimpse of dancing shadows on the ground, whisperlaughing at each other and running away as soon as they're seen by any idol. At the crack of dawn, one shadow holds up what looks to be the shape of a cylinder—shakes it—and then "sprays" shadow paint onto a nearby wall.
As the sun rises, those dancing, laughing shadows disappear—only the "paint" on the walls remain—and you idols are left to deal with the rest of this chaos. . . ]
OOC EVENT INFO | IN THE LOBBY
