realmofstories | [Open] A poisonous feast

Whether it be a delicious looking fruit or maybe even some meat, you have been poisoned by it, thanks to the efforts of someone. Perhaps you will suffer from a stomach illness, or maybe you'll turn green. Some may even fall asleep.

It will take a few days for anyone's condition to worsen - and a few more days to become even worse. If you don't get an antidote on time, you will first become paralyzed, then later fall into a coma and then death. Of course, if you were asleep, you will skip becoming paralyzed.

Optionally, some may feel the initial effects up to paralysis a little faster, but progression towards coma and death will remain the same.

The cause of poison is very obviously the festival food. It's not too difficult to figure out what went into the poisons. Still, it might take some cooperation with others to create the antidote.

It might take a while to get all the food away from the market, however, so volunteers to find all the food that needs to be tossed out are always appreciated.

To find the person who did this, some investigation needs to be done. Adachi tried to leave no trace of himself, but even he's not perfect.

One of the key evidence is that several witnesses have seen a mysterious old man at the market, giving out fresh groceries to be sold. Sometimes even just "forgot" his food somewhere for people to get.

It's time to face against the Evil Queen in her castle. Even if as soon as he hears the commotion he's already gone into hiding deep into his castle's secret area - which is where one would find the proof he's the one behind the poison anyway.

[ Luca was enjoying himself at the festival, not suspecting anything worse than random lightning monsters when he purchased an apple from one of the vendors. He was going to take this home with him, but the idea slipped his mind as he went about his day...

Though... Perhaps taking a bite of it while he's perusing the stands was better in the long run. It didn't take long for the drowsiness to kick in. ]

Mn... Ergh... [ It's getting harder to concentrate on anything. A lack of focus had been a problem he'd been dealing with recently, but nothing like this... He's having trouble keeping his eyes open... Wait, wasn't this like--

Luca passes out in the middle of the street. ]

a.
[ Kaiba's rather...awkward attempt at befriending the locals has led him to set up a small tea table outside his home sweet gingerbread house, with various Christmas-themed cakes and cookies set out. Oddly, he seems to keep tilting sideways, eyelids drooping.

Every time he does, though, he pours another cup of tea. More caffeine...more...

Yeah he's hogging all the tea. This isn't going so well. ]

Ugh, did I...grab the chamomile?

b.
[ Later, it's progressed. He's fast-asleep in the garden, at an awkward angle that's suggested he's collapsed. Sucks to be him, but have fun searching the workshop or toys, or whatever you want to do.

Maybe try to help, if you're feeling charitable. ]

Edited 2020-10-05 02:43 (UTC)

[ ~~For the sake of convenience, let's handwave~~ Luca was lucky he managed to get an antidote on time, but a separate feeling of resentment drove him to participate in the investigation. It made perfect sense to go punish the bastard who's going around poisoning people en masse, all they have to do is figure out who's behind all this... ]

An old man giving out fruit? Judging by that, and the fact that most of the poisoned food was fruit, I have reason to suspect our poisoner might have the Queen from Snow White as an essence.

You haven't heard from Junpei in a while, have you? A few days?

He tends to leave the door to his house unlocked, so if you don't get a reply through the journal after a while, or knocking on his door, it's easy enough to check in on him.

You'd find him passed out on the floor in his bedroom, a rotting peach rolled on the floor by his hand.

Actually, you'd find that... in all the fruit and vegs he recently bought in the kitchen, there was at least ONE poisonous version mixed in. You'd think he was intentionally choosing them, but... seems like it was just bad luck.

Shaking him doesn't seem to work, his body totally slack, deeply asleep. Just how much poison food did he accidently eat...?!

"Zzzz..."

Edited 2020-10-05 02:21 (UTC)

Minato had gotten worried when he hadn't heard from Junpei. They were supposed to go to get some turkey again. It sort of became a thing, even if they didn't have to settle on just that one item. Then again, they were friends with Akihiko who really loved beef bowls.

In any case, the wildcard decided to visit and see what was up. Maybe the poor guy got sick? Maybe that's why he didn't come to the door after knocking. Minato tried the door and was surprised to find it unlocked. That's how burglaries happen, Junpei! He really hoped no one robbed the place...

He stepped inside. It was almost too quiet? That was kind of creepy. His ears twitched on his head, aiming to pick up any sounds as he shut the door quietly behind him. "Junpei?"

Zzzz...

What the...? Minato would have been nonplussed at his best friend sleeping at a time like this... had he not found him asleep on the ground with a decaying peach on the floor. He was quick to kneel down and shake Junpei. "Wake up. Junpei?"

Shakey shakey...

No dice. Junpei didn't even flinch or jerk in his sleep-- was that a puddle of drool on the floor? Ew...

Zzzz...

He was completely dead weight, too.

[Asriel stumbles through town, clutching his stomach. The crowds make him nervous, but the pain is messing with his senses. The crowds of people seem even bigger, louder than ever.

He stumbles into you, not even aware that you're there for a second.]

Sorry...

[And here we have Sherlock Holmes, who weaseled himself into the investigation without delay. This is his job, his passion and also he was a bit bored today. It's a good way to pass the time.]

Snow White, you say? That was the Princess with the glass slipper, correct? Perhaps this slipper was used to store and transport the poison. I myself have used a Persian slipper to store my finest tobacco, after all.

At least Junpei was just asleep. It didn’t look like he was sick. But the bad peach gave him an idea. One that he knew worked when a new friend ate a bad apple.

“Sorry, Junpei.”

Kissing people without their consent was not his thing and he felt really bad as he knelt down and pressed his lips to that, ew, drooling mouth. Worse is that he knew Junpei was straight. Please don’t freak out, buddy.

[ That earns Sherlock a look of confusion. ]

What? No, I'm pretty sure Snow White was the princess whose mother poisoned her with a comb... Or an apple, more likely. Maybe both?

[Blinking when he's bumped, Zidane turns his head to Asriel, raising a hand.]

It's all-... Hey, you okay, kid?

[Because he doesn't look well. At least, not holding his stomach like that.]

Familiar, but different.

She's not surprised that something like this happened, but rather, the implication that it wasn't actually the Story Eater doing this had her raise an eyebrow. It didn't make sense after all - not while golems and lightning brought inanimate objects to life to interrupt festivities.

No... this was something else.

Something that had her often disappearing into her cove to make sure the brewing process proceeded as smoothly as possible. Above the waters, there's still a matter of caring for current patients. At least she has help...

PSA

Sender: Minato Arisato | the Fox

I don't have all the details, this is based on anecdotal evidence, but I think the fresh fruits and vegetables at various random vendors have been tampered with somehow. Two of my friends fell under a sleep curse after eating an apple and a peach.

You have to pull a sleeping beauty for those.

I don't know if there are any other effects though. Just be cautious, okay? I haven't been here that long compared to others but the food had never effected me like this before so... this seems new. Keep a look out.

Thanks.

Food poisoning. Literally

It had been a good few days since Minato really stepped out of the house. He ignored his journal and everyone else just so he could sleep, throw up, and sleep some more. He felt awful. Nothing he ate stayed down, sometimes water did, he felt gross from all the throwing up (or trying to throw up. Only so much he could do when nothing was in his stomach anymore), and all in all, he wondered if it was something he cooked wrong or if it was the fruit he ate.

He should have known better, after that PSA he put out. But it wasn't like there was any way to tell and he hadn't thought that this could have started even before he helped Ren and Junpei.

With very shaky writing, he finally put a call out on the journals.

I think I need a doctor. Or some medicine. Whichever. I don't care.

Or perhaps someone just noticed he hadn't been around for a few days. Either way, he hoped someone came to the door soon because he was not at all confident of being able to go more than few feet from his front door.

Sleeping Beauty

He thought he had been feeling better. Minato went out for some fresh air. But it wasn't long before he would be found asleep on a bench. He was curled up, he looked a little green, it was clear that something was not quite right about this particular nap of his. Would a kiss help him this time around?

This was probably the worst case of the stomach flu he had ever had.

After Minato managed to cure him and he made the PSA to others, Ren went out to see if he could gather some clues when he came across Junpei's castle.

At first he wasn't gonna pay much mind but he felt something stir in him. That feeling of excitement whenever they had to go into people's palaces (except for Futaba's of course). Of getting to fight shadows and steal treasure.

Plus his essence is Robin Hood, so he has an excuse.

So despite a part of his mind calling for him to not do this, he decides to head inside to steal what he can and get out. Making a note to give out the riches to any poor person later.

He sneaks his way in, noting how very quiet it is. Perhaps the owner of this place isn't home, but he tries to be careful regardless.

As he goes through the palace, he grabs whatever goods he can get his hands on. Even at one point using one of his lockpicks to open a locked box for some treasure.

It may be a while before Ren finds Junpei...

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I can confirm that as one of the people who got poisoned.

Please avoid any fruits for now, and be careful with any other food. There's no telling how much this poison has spread yet.

Sylvain is terribly hungry after the underwater treasure hunt, so he goes a-searching for food. He eats a lot and without really looking closely at it, so the poison could have come from almost anything.

He's fine, at first. Just a bit heavy feeling. He ate too much, he thinks, and that's not so strange. He hasn't had to take a nap after eating in years, but here he is, sluggish as a child at the Goddess festival.

(a) His footsteps are shuffling as he looks for a comfortable place to lie down. He looks rather unwell, and practically collapses against the wall, sliding down onto the floor. Who needs a chair?

(b) Here he is, snoozing away against the wall. A little trail of drool down the side of his face from the way his neck is angled and everything. To kiss or not to kiss, that is the question.

Edited 2020-10-06 22:28 (UTC)

[With the threat coming from the fruits and vegetables, it was inevitable it was going to reach the mostly-herbivorous Fraggles sooner or later. Despite at first feeling just a little off, Gobo tries to continue his normal activities, but even just some simple exertions outside has his body flagging.

On one day he's out (A) he's given up about halfway through his duties, and similar to how a cat will hide when they're not feeling well, so too will he. He's found himself a spot off to one side, sitting in the shadows of a large-leafed plant that happened to be growing there. Though his fur obscures some of it, his whole cast is pale and green at the edges; more fully visible are the heavy shadows around his eyes. But you wouldn't even necessarily need that to tell he's sick, by the limp and weak way he's hugging onto a small wooden bucket. He hasn't gotten sick in it yet, but honestly with the way he's resting on the edge seeming greener by the moment, it's only a matter of time.

Alternately, (B) he might be seen actually out walking a couple days later, restless even now. His condition has degraded in that time, seen in the way he's plodding one foot in front of the other, his tail dragging behind him without any energy to keep it up. He seems hardly aware of where he is, and might bump into you. Or you might catch his knees give out and drop him like a discarded plush in the middle of the street. A brief attempt to get up and then he's out, for all intents and purposes in a deep sleep that almost nothing could break.]

[The redhead is easy to spot, alone in the distance, though Felix is stunned to see him. Sylvain is here, too? He was starting to wonder if it was just Dimitri.]

[He didn't realize until just now, seeing him here, how stressed he was feeling not knowing when he would see him again. It's hard to grasp that sudden feeling of relief. Not that that means he'll go easy on him...]

[He approaches to meet him, but then notices Sylvain is moving like he's drunk... and then collapses down against a wall.]

Sylvain!!!

[Who knows if Sylvain heard him call out or not before he went unconscious. Felix rushes to him and grabs his shoulders, forcing him back upright. He shakes him. Even slaps his gloved hand on the side of his face, hard, to no effect.]

Wake up, you fool! What's wrong with you??

[Felix doesn't know about the poisonings... but obviously something is wrong with Sylvain. He pulls him up into his arms, struggling a little with the awkwardness of lifting a limp form taller than himself, and carries him to a nearby bench to lay him there.]

[The things he learned about his essence, Prince Phillip, come to mind. He could wake Sylvain up right now, find out what's wrong with him, berate him if he's just drunk. But the depth of Sylvain's unconsciousness worries him. He can't leave him like this. He might stop breathing.]

[He stands up stiffly, flustering over what he knows he has to do, but painfully worried. Then he acts decisively, grabbing Sylvain's shoulders again in a bruising grip, and hits clenched lips to Sylvain's mouth, suffusing him with the magic of awakening.]

Aw, beans... I bet that's what happened to Gobo.

Anyway, it was a good idea to tell people about it! Stuff this bad usually seems to only happen in the stories, not between them.

What do you mean to pull a sleeping beauty?

I had to kiss them to wake them up.

Wait that's how that story goes? When we aspects did it, we really changed it a lot, then.

Oh, but that's good to know!

[Open] A poisonous feast

You have been poisoned

Time to prepare a cure

Investigation

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Preparing the Antidote

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Sender: Ren Amamiya | Robin Hood

A funny place for a nap

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(PSA) Sender: Wembley Fraggle | Winnie the Pooh

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