[ OPEN ] Chroma’s First Annual “Make Sierra Cry” Competition

[regrede]

WHO: sierra mikain and you! she is a yellow.
WHERE: the well-ish.
WHEN: early april!
WHAT: sierra is holding a contest to make her cry for the sake of the quest. there is an exciting reward to bring back a small item from home, for incentive!
WARNINGS: she may also fulfill the near-death experience quest for your character, if anyone steps on a landmine.

MAKE ME CRY
(quest 55, but potentially quest 54 if you’re unlucky)

[ throughout the month, to inject a little stimulation in her life, sierra can be found sitting by the well with as bored a look as any on her face. there’s a makeshift sign posted in the ground next to her, and anyone who approaches to ask her what she’s doing is going to get a yawn and a gesture to the instructions very clearly laid out. ]

Make Sierra Mikain,
Founder of the Village of the Blue Moon,
Cry

Reward: A magical ring with which to retrieve one small object of your choosing from your home world.

[ sierra twirls another handmade object in her hand, another small sign with a number written on it—apparently, you’ll be graded from zero to five on your attempt. she yawns again, covering her mouth with the 0 side. ]

Well? Shall we try?

Comments

[sirnyxalot]

[Nyx passes through the square, a bundle of freshly cut wood under his arm, and pauses long enough to read the sign. He looks at Sierra, looks back at the sign, opens his mouth to ask and then immediately thinks better of it. He continues walking, a smirk on his face, disappearing towards Bluo.

About twenty minutes later he show up again, his coeurl chasing his heels, and has himself a seat on the well itself. He gets himself comfortable, a smaller block of wood in hand, and takes a knife out of his pocket.]

Any takers yet?

[regrede]

[ oh?

nyx’s return was somewhat unexpected, though perhaps she should have seen it coming with that little smirk he was wearing. the animal is unexpected, too, but not necessarily unwelcome—as long as it keeps its distance. she’s not good with pets. ]

We live in a town of cowards, it seems.

[sirnyxalot]

[Rahm isn't a typical pet. She has no interest in interacting with just about anyone other than Nyx. The bigger she gets the more surprised he is that she hasn't electrocuted him yet, but who's keeping track?]

Usually something so personal requires knowing a person.

[He sets his knife to the wood, shaving off a piece with every swipe.]

[regrede]

Be that as it may, there’s an entire quest devoted to attempting it. Surely someone has the guts to at least try.

[ she examines her scoreboard, idly, but there’s no way she’s going to ditch something she put so much effort into making in the first place. ]

I take it you aren’t interested? Some code of chivalry?

[troubadamsel]

[She's not here to make an attempt, rather, she can't help but be worried when she sees that sign.]

... Someone's feeling confident.

[regrede]

No more than usual. I doubt anyone can actually pull it off.

[ a polite smile, and she makes a little room for maribelle to join her. ]

[troubadamsel]

[And Maribelle does, albeit reluctantly.]

So is that what this is? Just stroking your ego?

[regrede]

Mm. I’m curious about the quest rewards. I didn’t do too many last month, and everyone is in such a tizzy about it all.

[ she tosses her hair over her shoulder. ]

Are the quests really any crueler than usual?

[witchual]

[ Magilou is entirely busy doing entirely nothing when she passes through the square, only to find... what's this? A very curious sign, and a very familiar person. So forgive her when she bounds over to Sierra, her oversized hat bobbing with her as she runs. ]

Well, well, look who the cat dragged in. [ It's Magilou. Unfortunately. ] Here I was, thinking I couldn't be more occupied being unoccupied, and I stumble upon a competition!

[ Magilou doesn't particularly care about that whole "magical ring" thing. And she doesn't really care about the prospect of making Sierra cry, either (though, she'd probably end up in the well again for her attempts?). So the only reason she's approaching Sierra this time... is to prod, and to see where this goes. She puts her hands behind her head, acting the part of a completely unconcerned maiden. ]

What are you placing the odds at? I'll start up a betting pool for you.

[regrede]

I suspect no one will succeed. I’m not sure I can cry.

[ that is factually untrue, but magilou doesn’t need to know this—instead, she simply delivers this confident statement with a smile. though it may not last long in magilou’s presence, it does at least make an initial, obligatory appearance. ]

That’s a secret, though. If anyone knew, no one would even attempt it.

[ and sierra is aiming to get a quest accomplished. ]

[witchual]

Ooh, sounds a little rigged. I'll put the odds at eleven thousand, four hundred and thirty six to one. Heck of a payday for anyone that manages it.

[ Is there even any currency in this town other than Sierra's reward...?? Not that Magilou knows, or even really cares. It's the thrill of the bet that matters, right? ]

But if you're unable to cry, I'm sorry to say that makes us birds of a feather. Me, a pink, magical dove with naught but trickery up its sleeve, and you, a dove white as snow, with an iciness to match! Who knows what emotions might fly free today? Perhaps even a frown or two?

[ She's smiling back, but it's a tight smile--not due to her current company, but because of the solemn truth behind the statement about herself, given without the gravitas such an admission requires. Her voice is as light and carefree as ever. It may or may not be a bit of blithe sincerity.

Still, she doesn't leave, instead getting closer to curiously inspect Sierra's signs. They're pretty decently made; she can appreciate the showmanship. ]

[regrede]

[ it is rigged, but only because sierra keeps her secrets under tight lock and key. the only people who know her past are people she trusts not to even make the attempt, and those who have disappeared from this town. as far as winning this little competition goes, she’s more than confident that she’s going to walk away from this month with that ring still functional and in her possession. ]

Really? I’d guessed you might be the type to cry for the dramatics of it, but perhaps I misjudged you.

[ she looks at the numbers she’s laid out, and then up at magilou. ]

However, I will warn you that trying to needle a frown from me might get those tears from you after all.

[stripedown]

[ She can't even ask why Sierra is like this, because she's come to accept that her housemate is a bit of a unique individual. Juuust like everyone else in the Sohma family, so Kisa doesn't bother to dwell on it too long.

However.

She's approaching soon enough, frowning heavily. ]

Why do you want people to make you sad?

[regrede]

For the quest, mostly. I don’t think anyone is capable of it, however.

[ with kisa’s wide, innocent gaze, sierra almost feels bad about the whole charade, but—she’s come this far, and a sad tiger child isn’t going to be enough to make her bail out now. ]

Are you worried for me?

[stripedown]

Mm... [ Well, yeah, Kisa's already nodding. ]

I don't like it... even if they can't do it, I don't really want them to try, either.

[regrede]

It’s beneficial.

[ such is the cruel way of this town. ]

But if anyone tries to make you cry, you let me know, won’t you? I’ll give them a good smack.

[flinty]

[ One doesn't expect to see a sign -- full name and, assuming, place of birth and all -- with the challenge to make someone cry often. Choubee has all the intention of passing by without giving the sign a second glance, however curiosity bites at his nerves and he ends up returning to face this strange woman with a perked brow. ]

Is causing physical harm off the table?

[regrede]

Ho! Polite enough to ask, are we?

[ that’s amusing in its own right, and what’s even more amusing than that is the boy in front of her seems to think that he’d be able to hit her. she wouldn’t have put all this information out for people to take if she thought she would truly be in any danger.

still, with a soft, mirthful breath through her nose, she tucks her hair behind her ear. ]

It isn’t off the table, but it may be an unreasonable thing to attempt.

[flinty]

Why's that? [ He perks a brow, curious -- not the least bit skeptical, considering he's seen all walks of life with surprising abilities both her and at home. While this woman as a much smaller frame in comparison to his own, who is he to deny what possible strengths she posses?

He is, however, stupid and confident that he can kill anything as long as he survives whatever is thrown at him so... ]

Are you a monster or something?

[holycurse]

[Xie Lian hadn't planned to do any of the quests this month, seeing how excessive they all seemed to be--but if someone's actually sitting around advertising, he can't help coming closer just out of curiosity.]

...Is this showing that you're confident no one can make you cry, or simply an attempt at efficiency?

[regrede]

A bit of both, I would say.

[ xie lian never seemed the type to her to make someone cry, but then, everyone has hidden depths. she smiles politely. ]

What do you think?

[holycurse]

Well, I wouldn't want to injure you, and I can't presume to know what might cause tears of emotion....

[which makes this kind of a conundrum. he thinks a bit more though, and after some hesitation, starts digging in his sleeve to pull out....a covered bowl.]

I do have this--if you'd like to try it.

[it's his lunch. home-made!]

[wordsinthesoul]

[It's a very curious thing indeed! And an interesting reward, though- he imagines it would be better to ask about it after.]

I'd say we should. Though it feels a little strange, to start off with.

[regrede]

Do you need introductions first? My name is clearly here for you to see.

[ she’s teasing, confident in her own abilities. ]

[wordsinthesoul]

Ah, then that is certainly on me. Thancred, at your service- or so I hope, at least.

[he smiles back, encouraged.]

And you founded a village- and kept it running, I assume? That's certainly impressive- and I imagine you'd have seen a great many things. YOu've certainly set a challenge.