+ 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

Tom Marvolo Riddle | Harry Potter | OTA, non-resident

[you_know_who]

[This.. is not normally the way that he would choose to spend his time, but exploring each opportunity given to him in this strange place - for a way out, or simply a better understanding of what exactly is going on - draws him first to the colourful ribbons, down the path, and deep into the forest.

Walking too far into dark forests has always been something expressly forbidden (at least, when it comes to a particular forest, which is more than enough forest for anyone), but Tom feels little apprehension as he walks between the thick trunks and high boughs, declining to quicken his pace when he spies the flickering campfires ahead.

He approaches one and warms his hands against the flames, a surreptitious glance cast around him to take in the scene. Everything has been some kind of celebration, so far, with those strange clues scattered about. He has been paying some attention to those, but others have been hard at work to solve them and why try so much when others will do the work for you. Eavesdropping has already served him well.

Tom can't stay here. There are things he still has to do; plans he has to carry out.

Looking up, his eyes fall on the bird and he frowns, lowering his hands from the warmth of the flames.]

Surely a Ravenclaw would be more suited to this kind of continued foolishness.

Gwen Stacy | Marvel Earth-65 | Non-resident | OTA

[gwensday]

[ Gwen has been wandering around Wonderland for the last few days. She's gotten the run down and the place and she's popped her head into some of the parties but this one catches her attention enough to make her stay and linger. It's like a faerie garden. She thinks Peter and Harry would have loved this back when all three of them were inseparable and playing dungeons and dragons in Peter's basement.

She thinks of them as she explores, costume on but hood and mask pushed back to reveal her face.

You can find her dancing under the lights to the music or sitting in a swing with a drink or maybe she's using her webs to swing around some branches.

Alternatively you could also encounter her in the mansion or on the grounds exploring. ]

Anna | Over the Garden Wall (comics) | OTA, non-resident

[couplets]

[She's torn between how inviting and enchanting the forest looks, and how she knows all too well that there's sure to be danger lurking not far away. Anna makes her way through the wooded paths tentatively, circling around as she tries to mentally map out the area, trying to ignore the pull of her heart to just throw caution to the wind and join in the dancing and story-telling. It's been so long since she had company, after all.

Then she imagines her father finally returning to their little house and finding it empty, while she's off cavorting in woods unknown, and she turns her back on the party, determined to find a way home.]

Chara Dreemurr | Undertale | Storyshift AU | ota

[cter]

[They might as well be here. It's not the surface, but it's near enough to it for them to survey it with no small degree of skepticism. As much as they might smile as if nothing is wrong, they have very little interest in engaging with other humans.

Others of "their kind".

Ha. Right.

The sky might be fake, but it's no less pretty to look at it. No less pretty, and no less adept at stirring a complicated mess of emotions they'd rather not think about just now. No, instead they'll occupy themselves with sitting at the edge of a tree house balcony with their legs dangling over the edge, munching on a bar of pilfered chocolate. That, or wandering around in search of their brother.

Their brother who may or may not be the brother they even remember.]

Asriel Dreemurr | Undertale | Storyshift!AU | OTA

[likewhitesnow]

[ there's a small goat child in a tree, standing triumphantly on a branch! His hand is on his hip! A small tuft of fur around the top of one of his ears curls upwards.

light peeks through a canopy of leaves above him, and Asriel lifts his hand to shade his eyes from the harsh beams of light. the sun. He'd never seen it-- and wow, wow is it better than all the books said it is!! ]

Chara!! Chara are you here?! [ he waits for an answer, and receives none. The only downfall of this place is that he's not entirely sure where he is. Or where Chara is-- or his mom or dad. He swallows a little bit of his fear and crouches to climb down the tree. He whines a little when his feet fail to find a good place to start shifting down.

So, Wonderland, there's a small goat, hanging off a branch in a tree, trying to get a good footing so he can climb down a tree.

he may or may not be in need of assistance. ]

A Mother Appears

[didntknowbest]

[Toriel doesn't really care for parties. She prefers staying on her own, and living a more simple life. So, she isn't here to hang out or celebrate or anything. She just figured... well. She's looking for someone, and thought maybe they'd be here.

Lo and behold, she seems to have found them- dangling precariously from a tree.]

Asriel!!!

[She quickly runs over, and stands right beneath him, arms outstretched, ready to catch him.]

Asriel, sweetie, are you alright up there? It's okay- Mom is right here.

BROBRO

[cter]

[Chara watches from below, hands buried in the pockets of their jacket with a faint smirk, their expression one of unmistakable fondness.]

You doing okay up there, Rei?

[If he pitches a fit for their use of the hated nickname, he...hopefully won't fall off the tree. If he does, they're not sure they could snatch him out of the way of plummet in time.]

BROBROBRO BROBROBROBRO!!!

[likewhitesnow]

[ a groan. He hates that nickname... ]

Hey!! I told you not to call me that!! [ he makes a little 'hyup!' sound while he scratches his feet against the tree futilely. ]

The God of Hyperdeath doesn't need any help!! On my own, I can-

[ the branch cracks audibly. His feet wiggle a little faster. ]

Okay!! Maybe just a little bit! A little bit of help!

MOMMY

[likewhitesnow]

[ he peeks over his shoulder!! ]

Mom!! [ what a big, excited look on his face. Mom is here to save the day! Though she looks a little different than normal, there's no doubt in his mind. But is it okay for a future captain of the royal guard to be so reliant on his mommy?

He guesses that all moms are this way. But it elicits a small, embarrassed noise... ]

E-er, mom, I'm the God of Hyperdeath!! I can handle anything!

[ but he looks somewhat anxiously over his shoulder to make sure that she's still there. y'know. because he doesn't want to expend the energy to get himself down.

gotta conserve that godly energy, after all!!!! Yep! ]

[cter]

[Ah...whoops. As funny as his indignant reactions can be, now is probably not the best time to rile him up. His feet pedal wildly, and the integrity of the branch is decomposing by the second. There's no way it could take the weight of both of them, especially with humans being significantly heavier than the magic-made monsters.

A bright spark of red springs into their eye, the sensation both warming and agonizing. Their hand twitches, a sharp, lateral jerk.

They remove him from the branch, clipping him through space until he's perched on the much more stable trunk area, within easy reach of sliding down onto the hardwood deck.]

When I said you should "branch out" from Snowdin, this isn't what I meant.

[likewhitesnow]

Phew.. [ once his feet are properly positioned on the deck, he relaxes a bit. What an experience...and then Chara makes a terrible joke. Asriel shoots him an annoyed look. ]

Chara. [ a playful warning. DON'T GO THERE BROBRO!! ]

[cter]

[They told the human it was exhausting work to maintain this kind of thing, and they weren't lying. The familiar wave of fatigue washes over them, but they crack their brother a lazy grin for show.]

I've heard of making like a tree and leafing, but this is just ridiculous.

[didntknowbest]

Hah. Still playing that game, I see.

[She remembers what he was doing before- pretending to be this character over the network. It was kind of charming, really, and it still is... especially with them seeming so much... more cheerful, now. They don't seem upset to see her at all.

Maybe Asriel finally did work his way through whatever problems he was having...? She's certainly happy to see him like this at least, smiling as she keeps holding her arms out.]

Well, Mister Hyperdeath. By all means, go ahead and get yourself down! I'll just be waiting right here for you- though if you want me to catch you, just say the word!

[likewhitesnow]

Chara!! Stop!! [ he's laughing a little, but also stomping his foot. Emphasis on the stomping!! Less on the laughing. Because this is serious! And the puns are seriously bad! ]

I, the Absolute God of Hyperdeath, will not allow you to continue your human antics!! As the defender of Snowdin, I will also protect this...place!

[ he stops, leaning toward Chara with his hand shielding his words from being seen by strangers. Green eyes watch Chara curiously. ]

But, uh, where is this place exactly?

[likewhitesnow]

I will! [ he wiggles! God, does he wiggle, feet scratching the base of the tree, trying to get a good footing for a couple of minutes. Maybe its'-- no, not-- he stops and looks back down at her. ]

N-not that I need to be caught, but, uh, if I did, would you be ready to catch me?

[didntknowbest]

[Oh- oh, she shouldn't be laughing, but... he's just trying so hard, it's adorable. She'd try to cover it with one of her hands, but- for obvious reasons, she'd prefer to keep them out.]

Of course! I understand that you'd just be picking a faster way of getting down- it won't give any negative impression on your strength and ability to get down on your own!

[likewhitesnow]

Uh, yeah! Yeah, that's right! This is just the fastest way! [ he says, and lets go, to fall into her soft and warm arms. He can't really hide that he's excited to see her. ]

How'd you find me here, mom? Was it my extra intimidating battle cry?! Chara's playing the part of the evil human, and I was trying to scare them into coming out!!

[ he pats his chest a little bit. Extra proud of himself! As his mom holds him. What a big boy he is. ]

Dr. W.D. Gaster | Undertale | ota

[unvoid]

[Something has slid through the cracks of the way the world is, the way it is spun together, woven past negative energy and antiparticles and the matter of space and not-space alike. It draws forth, and collects itself, coalescing.

Stepping into reality after being lost in unreality is a peculiar feeling. This is not his reality, but it is a reality, and of the manifold differences spread between world upon world, this was just one of many occurrences he had thought to predict. When you've nothing but the vastness of nonexistence to contemplate, you're left with entirely too much time on your many, many hands.

So this is the newest game, and this is how it is played. A vein of discarded code is given sentience and made manifest. Its sprite is several shades blacker than should be possible, its edges unfocused and blurry and leaking into the air as it passes, like one might be viewing it through a clouded lens.

It is something in the shape of a man.

For some reason, the minutiae of the man in question evade you. It is difficult to describe him. All that is immediately apparent is that there is a curling sensation of abject wrongness to him, something too cold and too hot and depthless and unimaginable. Something that, unquestionably, should not be here.

And there are hands.

There are too many of them, in too many formations, in too many iterations. They are in many places at once, and they are nowhere. Its eyes are too hollow and pitted and dark and full of a voidlike emptiness.

The aberration persists at the edges of imagination. It interrogates its subroutines. It interrogates its processes. It moves with a simultaneous celerity and sluggishness, dragged through reality like a razorblade cutting through grass.

If you draw close enough, you may hear a choppy, disoriented recitation in a most peculiar voice, a formless litany of strange phrases:

(* Somewhere^1, a quiche's worst& fear becomes reality./%%
* A quiche in another timeline./%%
* (Suddenly^1, from inside& the [redacted], you hear a&/%%)

Almost certainly, it is not meant to be here.]

Napstablook | Undertale | Resident, OTA (will match format)

[rlynotfeelinup2itrnsorry]

[Napstablook ventures into the forest after dark. They like the forest, they can almost pretend the tree branches overhead are a ceiling. When they get there, they stick mainly to the sidelines, observing the people and taking in the scenery. In the soft glow of the candlelight, their slightly transparent body looks almost like a halloween decoration.

They can be found throughout the party, staring at candles as well as lightly touching the trees, looking for ghost food at the buffet table, and trying to figure out how swings work. You might even notice them staring at you across the room.]

[didntknowbest]

There we go! [Of course, she catches him- and then holds him close. Feeling him, soft and warm against herself. He's real, and he's right here, and... Toriel has to try not to cry. Don't ruin this happy moment.]

Hah... No, I was just looking for you. I heard that you were here, and I wanted to find you, that's all.

[Chara and Asriel were... playing. They were just playing together, and being children together, and... she hasn't heard of anything like that in so, so long.]

Really now- does Chara always have to be the evil human? Maybe you could try switching roles, sometime. Or play a game where you're both working together!

[cter]

[Luckily for Asriel, the puns stop the same moment that he asks that question. Chara's expression grows watchful as they reply.]

Someplace called Wonderland. Don't ask me how we got here. I just know there's way more people here than...

[Than home or anywhere they've been, for that matter. Mostly they're just pleased that someone they know is here, and from a world they understand. And they can't even believe that's a thought they had. Ugh.]

Entirely Incorrect Sibling is here NEVER FEAR!!!!

[fulllifeconsequences]

[What is... what is this?

That's Asriel's voice, and of course they're drawn to the sound of him calling them. But he's... well, technically, he's wearing a striped bandana, but not a striped shirt at all. And the way he's calling, it's...

Ha ha, it's like he isn't afraid of them at all.

They stand, entirely too far away to be useful. Far away enough that they sort of have to raise their voice for him to hear them. They have to claw back the urge to rush to him, to offer their arms, ready to catch him, in case - in case that terrifies him. In case it spooks him into letting go, and he just hurts himself and it's all Chara's fault. Ask, first. Give him a chance to back away from them. To remind Chara that the best thing they can do for everyone is stay away.]

Asriel...? Do... you require some help?

[likewhitesnow]

But if Chara's not the evil human...who am I supposed to protect everyone from??

[ he seems curious for an answer. Maybe that weird, creepy dog. Blech. His face twists up like he's eaten something sour. No. No playing with the creepy dog. ]

hello there would you like a ghost

[rlynotfeelinup2itrnsorry]

[When she turns around, there's a ghost, abeit a bit startled. they turn a shade more transparent]

o-oh, i wasn't.... i wasn't following you i promise, i was just.... i was going the same way....

are you.... are you going back?

[likewhitesnow]

Wonderland? Isn't that in a book that Mom's read to us before? [ his arms cross and he looks at the trees. He suddenly grins. ]

But never fear, poor human! I will figure out where we are and get us to safety!! [ he adjusts his majestic rainbow scarf! WHAT A TIME TO BE ALIVE!! ] This problem is nothing that a god can't handle!!