+ FOURTH WALL EVENT: FOREST PARTY +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: E V E R Y O N E
Where: The Forest!
When: Sept 7th to Sept 10th
Rating: G to PG-13 (please label higher ratings, thank you!)
Summary: Could it be that you (GASP!) don't want to be here? Do you maybe want to make like a tree and... leaf? Then how about you do the next best thing, and come to the woods to party! And don't forget to have a look at the Fourth Wall Master Post for event rules, puzzle clues, and more places to mingle!
The Story:

Beginning on September 7th, colourful ribbons will hang from several trees by the forest. Whoever follows their path will be guided deeper, right to the scene of a forest party.

Wooden benches, swings in all shapes and sizes, tree trunks, and other arrangements give plenty of opportunities to sit together. Tree houses and tents provide shelter, and come nightfall the festivities will light up for you.

Campfires provide additional light and warmth and a great place for ghost stories. Camping coolers store more than smores, and all around you nature twists and turns to give you room to dance to the music, to wander in the quiet, and to simply have a good time!

(...Are you the curiously perceptive, or the perceptively curious sort? If so, then you might also notice the small bird sitting on a branch nearby.)

Comments

[didntknowbest]

Nobody important. Just an old woman who lives alone in the RUINS.

[She looks back at him for just a moment, before her gaze turns back towards the ground, laughing a bit. How sweet of him to be concerned, for a woman he doesn't even know.]

Toriel. Just Toriel.

[likewhitesnow]

You don't look old. [ he notices, bringing his knees up and resting his head on them. A white, floppy ear droops over the front of his knees while he looks at her. ]

My mom's name is Toriel. And she really looks like you!! But she doesn't wear a dress. It, um. [ he fishes around for the words. Dad's always so good at compliments... ]

It looks really nice on you!

[didntknowbest]

That is nice of you to say, but I am centuries old by now, Asriel. There are only 2 monsters left around my age.

Of course she looks like me. She is me, but... a different version of me. A different timeline, where different things happened. She actually got to be happy, from the sounds of things. [Toriel just leans her head back- horns clonking against the tree. She really hates all this timeline stuff. Hates having to be the one explaining it. Hates how she seems to have the worst possible one.

She really shouldn't be talking about this. Shouldn't be acting like this with him. This Asriel... they're being so nice. She's not sure if it's making her feel better or worse.] Well. Thank you.

[likewhitesnow]

Centuries?! [ his hands fly to the grass beneath him and he grips it a little to ground himself!! Centuries! Mom never told him how old she was-- ever!! ]

You aren't happy, mo-- er, um. Miss Toriel?

[ well...that just won't do. ]

[didntknowbest]

...Yes? Am I... not that old, where you come from? [Sure, Toriel doesn't like talking about herself usually, but... it's not like that's a secret or anything.]

I am... well. Your mother is likely much happier than I am. She has a family.

[likewhitesnow]

I'm not really sure. She never said! Mom is always Mom to me, though! [ he says, tilting his head. A fluffy ear flops around his face limply. ]

You don't have a family? [ it's...strange, hearing someone who looks so similar to his mom say something like that. ]

[didntknowbest]

I have not had one for a very long time.

Chara is here, but... it is complicated. [They only fully exist here. Back home, they are just... a lingering spirit. An emotionless shadow, with no proper guidance. No real hope. And someday, they'll probably disappear from here, and go right back to that.

She can't possibly tell this child that.]

You should go play more. Find your Chara; I believe I talked to them earlier.

There is no need to trouble yourself with an old woman's problems.

[likewhitesnow]

Mom always says that Family is Family, no matter what. Because...Chara wasn't born into our family. [ his voice lowers into a whisper and he leans up as far as he can to whisper into Toriel's ear. ] They're adopted!! But don't tell them that!

[ he stands almost automatically. Mom makes the rules, after all. But...after giving her a somewhat sad glance, he puts his hands on his hips. Shake off the weird, emotional stuff! ]

Well, okay! But if you want, you can play with us too, I'm sure Chara wouldn't mind!! You can be on my team!