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SSSS OPEN POST

if you come across a beast, a troll, or a giant
do not run or call for help
but stand still and stay silent.
it might go away.

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SIGRUN | I still haven't keyworded ugghh

[knivstikker]

[HERE'S A TOPLEVEL BUT I HAVE TO GO TO THE ARCADE I'LL BE BACK LATER]

[Sigrun is takin' a nap in the catbus, Kitty is on her stomach, BOTHER HER Y/N]

Re: SIGRUN | I still haven't keyworded ugghh

[frisyr]

[ Ok first of all no one's going to wake the sleeping captain, that sounds like a deathwish.

But kitty doesn't seem to mind, and pounces on Sigrun just as Emil is walking past. He freezes. ]

--It wasn't me!

Re: SIGRUN | I still haven't keyworded ugghh

[knivstikker]

Oof--!

[COLORFUL NORWEGIAN SWEARING like 'dritt' and 'svenskefaen']

[Picks up Kitty, gives her a look, then turns to give that look to Emil]

What's on fire? [...Uhh, her eyes are still a little hazy from sleep, give her a minute]

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[frisyr]

[ RUDE, SIG, HE SAID IT WASN'T HIM! ]

Sorry Sigrun, nothing's on fire. At least, I don't think so. Isn't that right, Kitty?

[ Kitty is not so easily placated by this. ]

Come on Kitty, let's let Captain Sigrun get her sleep. (Please.)

Re: SIGRUN | I still haven't keyworded ugghh

[knivstikker]

[You can prove NOTHING]

[She squints her eyes at him for a second, then holds Kitty out]

[Kitty does not want to go]

--Awww, c'mon you, get off--

[Oh god the claws are entrenched!! HELP, EMIL...]

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[frisyr]

See, I told you!

[ He goes over to try and get Kitty to let go ]

Come on, it's okay, Kitty. It's alright! I'll take you to go check out whatever's bothering you!

[unimmunized]

[WHY IS EVERYTHING ON FIRE

alternatively

THIS IS SO EXCITING LOOK AT ALL THOSE OLD WORLD ITEMS]

Totally not tagging you bc I could come downstairs for this

[boxedandbraided]

[The more accurate question is why has it taken so long for everything to be on fire]

well you did now

[unimmunized]

[idk luck and people keeping a close eye on Emil]

[dontleavehome]

[idk throw stuff at him]

[hjalpar]

[ Hey guess who's going to just show up in your dreams unannounced and definitely uninvited? Yeah, that's this guy. ]

Um, Onni? Hey, could I ask you a question?

[dontleavehome]

[WHY IS HE HERE AGAIN

Didn't he tell him that he couldn't help?]

....Sure.

[hjalpar]

Do you think you could... maybe call some of the Icelandic mages? I mean--! I'm really grateful for all your help so far and all your advice, but... I don't think I can figure out how to talk to any of the other mages besides you and Lalli and I thought, maybe if I could get in touch with an Icelandic mage I could make myself useful!

[boxedandbraided]

[Absolutely not causing trouble or getting in the way. Honestly.

Well, an attempt was made to not be in the way? Probably?

Alternatively: in the dreamworld and being helpful! Very helpful! And also very annoying.]

Onni - happiness, also one of Finnish presidents was nicknamed "ukko-pekka"

[savunharmaa]

a. Dreamworld
[ There's a deep scent of pine sap in the air, clouds high on the sky and a hum of a summer day between the tall red trunks. It's quiet, you can practically hear the ants marching on towards their hill.

What are you doing here, though? It's rude to enter one's space without an invitation. Truly disturbing, almost as much as hearing an owl hoot in the mid day scenery. ]

b. Conversations before Onni became a sleeping beauty
[ You're going to have to keep him company through the radio. Because he's fretting about everything. ]

Hello?

c. Maybe it's the future or the past or anything else? I don't mind writing a starter, just give me a nudge and some ideas what you'd like to do.

b ok but speaking of finnish presidents can we talk about niinistö's dog lennu aka the cutest doge

[hjalpar]

Hey! Onni, how is everything?

[ EVERYTHING'S FINE OVER HERE. NOTHING'S WRONG. NOBODY IS MAYBE INFECTED. ]

lmao Lennu the presidential doge

[savunharmaa]

Who is this?

[ He doesn't sound like a bag of dicks because he's worried but because he's very worried. Why do you all always sound so cheery and happy go lucky? You're in hostile territory all alone. Get a grip. ]

THE BEST PRESIDENTIAL DOGE

[hjalpar]

It's Reynir!

[ Duh Onni. ]

You remember me, right? We met before.

He is kind of cute, isn't he? sob.

[savunharmaa]

[ It's the braid boy. Man? Young man? He acts more like a boy though.

Onni sighs. ]

Right.

Tell me what's going on.

[hjalpar]

Nothing major! We went into town today and we found an old bookstore...

[ He leaves out the part about the troll. At least it wasn't a nest. ]

--Oh! But if you could send some supplies for hunting, I think the crew would appreciate that.

Or maybe some more food...

that Lalli, what a bother

[hallanvalkea]

a. Cattank
[ He might or might not be sleeping. Probably not, because he sometimes steals a glance at you. Does he have something to say? Probably not - when was the last time you heard him speaking anyway? He might also be stealing glances at your cookies, or not, because he's totally not a cat stalking a prey.

Or maybe you managed to weasel him into a card game. That happens, once every blue moon... ]

b. Dreamworld
[ He's laying on his stomach on a flat stone in middle of a forest pond. Breathing against the surface and drawing ripples in the still water. The wind sings in the light green leaves of the birch trees that surround the bond, air smells like spring.

Come bug him? ]

c. Future, past, anything else? Again, I don't mind writing a starter, let me know if you have some ideas!

b, he is very lost

[frisyr]

[ So as far as Emil knows he's having a normal dream, and of course, even if he did believe in magic, why would this heathen believe he could communicate in dreamworld?

Emil's dreamscape is in a comfortable little harbor with small houses and little docks with plenty of boats floating in the water and butting against the rocks. It's an orange-tinted late afternoon in summer, with a whistling breeze. He's minding his own business when suddenly he looks up and spots none other than Lalli. ]

Hey Lalli! Hey!

[ Oh and guess now which hamfisted Cleanser is now running across the rocks to come invite his friend over to visit? ]

[hallanvalkea]

[ Lalli looks up from the dark waters of the pond to see Emil running across the stones. The picturesque harbour behind him is melting into the mists like a watercolour panting, colours running and mixing with each other until there's nothing but grey in various hues of orange and blue.

He'll meet a solid wall that rims Lalli's little safe haven.

He rolls up to sit and tilts his head. Emil shouldn't be here. He shouldn't drift like this, should he? Lalli wishes he could ask Onni about it.

But because it's Emil, he'll let him in after a second or two, knitting tight the protections behind him once he has entered. ]

Hei. What're you doing here?

[frisyr]

[ Emil runs face-first into an invisible wall and falls onto his ass, clutching his head. But when he gets up again, he's not wet even though he's just wearing jeans and a sweater. But, he doesn't find anything odd about that.

He feels the wall is gone this time, but slowly meets Lalli where he stands in the middle, just in case. ]

Huh?

[ He looks around him and realizes he's not in dream-Sweden anymore, but shrugs. He figures he must be in Finland, here to formally ask Lalli to come visit him.
But that's convenient, isn't it? How easy it is to get from here to Östersund; there must be some sort of new bridge or something. Dream logic. ]

I want you to take you to come see my home. It's just over there a little bit!

Hey, when did your Swedish get so good?

[ He grabs Lalli by the wrist and attempts to lead him away... ]

[hallanvalkea]

[ Lalli watches him curiously. Usually the mundanes aren't exactly aware in their sleeps. Emil seems to have a bit of that going on.

It takes him a moment to consider it. He really shouldn't leave his safe haven but he doubts that anything will hurt him in Emil's dreams.

So, he finally steps to it after Emil has been yanking at his hand for a while and moving Lalli actually zero centimetres to his desired direction.

Call him curious, he's going to follow the swede, let him direct them towards his supposed home. ]

We're dreaming, [ he says simply as they walk ahead. ] That's why you understand everything I'm saying.