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    Scourge's Avatar



    Funderland Amusement Park has been dishing up kid-sized thrills since 1946! It is the only place to take the kids in Sacramento that has nine exciting amusement rides, a concession stand, birthday parties, and more. We are conveniently located in William Land Park next to the Sacramento Zoo and Fairytale Town.


    Funderland is a public location, but also the heart of Sacramento's Changeling Freehold.



    Some Freeholds hide in plain sight, while others hide so well that new arrivals need an invitation and direction to even catch a hint of just where the Lost's stronghold resides. The Freehold of Sacramento is of the former, and has always been, but with the death of the dragon Fairweather, the Lost of Sacramento have taken control of, and are operating an amusement park. A self contained space, a fortress for the Lost, but one where mortals come spend their money, and offer up something more precious; Glamour. The park is divided along the lines of the Seasonal Courts, each having their own ride or featured building, so the Glamour is spiced in the layers of the four cardinal emotions.


    Much like the world - the Hedge - beside the mundane one, there is a private world beneath the park -- prohibition era tunnels, passages and even rooms.


    For now, the the Park is closed and admittance is only for the Lost. For those moments before Equinox and Solstice, The Eternal Seasons reign....


    This is a great place to gain your Acknowledgement!

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    Anatole's Avatar
    Mantle (Autumn)
    (Shadows press closer)
    New Identity
    (Anatole Kolowksi)
    Strong Back
    Resources
    Anatole

    MASK
    A shorter, barrel chested man with a thick beard.

    MEIN
    A 'dwarf' with burned, scorched, and scarred skin.

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    Smith

    Anatole tugs up the collar of his coat as he wanders the deserted theme park. The coat is new; his suit is older, cheaper; his shoes comfortable and polished to a shine. The wind tugs at beard and ruffles through his effusive curls. For the moment, the burned dwarf is alone - probably a good thing as his Autumnal mantle flares grimly in the semi darkness; shadows pool at his feat and the scant light seems to dim around him. By a curious quirk of his mantle, his face is lit up from below.

    Without much to do, the wizened finds his way to the carousel and plops himself on the steps. With his baroque mantle flaring around him, the newly promoted Twilight Page is a grim gargoyle indeed.

    At least he has dispensed with the gnarled walking stick.

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    Rlyeh's Avatar
    Presance
    (There)
    Dex 6!
    (Nimble)
    Perfect Stillness
    Allies
    (Street)
    Trained Memory/Trained Observer
    R'lyeh
    Mask

    A slim Caucasian women, with frayed, frizzy bleached hair, chapped lips and irritated, red skin surrounding her eyes.

    Underneath her clothes are a myriad of scars, most notably on her back shaping like wings, and her stomach, Great wide slashes that never healed correctly.
    Mien

    Oil black, miasma purple, and dishwater white, the pallet of the fox girl drowning in crude oil, choking on smog, fur matting with dirty glass, & black ice feathers, and you have the pitiable star of the next Dawn Dish Soap ad* Under her collar, is a slash across her throat, yowling open. Acts like tattoo. Rows of yellow fangs, and a wet looking tongue lolling out.


    *Thanks Scourge for the reference!!
    ...

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    Blightbent Riddleseeker

    Skulking into Funderland, she tries to keep an eye out. For any-thing-one. This was the heart of the 'hold and she wasn't Court'd or proper-meeting-and-talking-to-people. But she was shiny-rock-Wyrdstone-approved. She. She was allowed. She really, really was. So, she's here.

    Skulking because she can't-wouldn't-couldn't-can't strut. And, paces around. Looking. And watching and - Oh.

    Burned Dwarf. Autumn. Dread-Lord-King-Rhodes-given-new-title-too'd. Anablana? Aneore? No. Those weren't names. Shuffling closer, she looking at him. Coat, suit. Shoes.

    She feels underdressed. But she's always under-(over)-dressed. Wearing most of everything she owns at one time, with a few things tightly packed away in her bag. But she's okay. It could be worse.

    Blinking and shoving some of her drip-drip-dropping hair away from her face. Ana-something-burned-scary-dwarf looks mean.

    But she still makes the first move.

    "....hi..?"
    Wyrd ●● | Heath: | Willpower: | Glamour:

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    Gerrit's Avatar
    New Identity
    (Gerrit Jameson)
    Gerrit

    Mien:
    Leathery scars, bruises and scaly scabs cover the whole hairless body. There is a certain symmetry to the disfigurements, the color of the visible skin ranging from pale pink to purple and dark red.

    Mantle:
    Contrast seem to grow slightly more stark around Gerrit, the crisp clearness of a winter morning.
    Active Pledges

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    Stonebones

    It has been a bit more than a year since he'd arrived here. He couldn't quite put his finger on the 'why', but he had an urge to come back to Funderland, to where it started. His life had taken a few turns and he still couldn't decide if it was for the better. Dang, there were nights where he was almost convinced that he was better off without this naive optimism.

    One thing he knew, though: to remember was Winter's way, and he wanted to honor the cold season lately. So maybe he did know what brought him here.

    Arriving in Funderland he saw only Anatole and the newly arrived Elemental. Although, it had been two months already since he saw her first. How long would she keep this status in his mind? Remembering her name would probably help. A mirthless grin hushed over Gerrit's scarred and bruised face. He buried his hands deep in the pockets of his black sweatshirt as he made his way over to the other Lost.

    "Hello Anatole. I hope you are well?" He nodded briefly at the Wizened, noticing the lack of stick. He didn't want to bring it up right now, but it was good to see the Dwarf recover. He turned to R'lyeh. "And hello to you. I'm Gerrit." He figured that introducing himself might be the least awkward way of putting the name-issue behind them. He didn't offer his hand, nor did he smile. He looked at the Elemental with open interest though. Maybe without any Springs around to take up the spotlight he might get to talk to her.



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    Anatole's Avatar
    Mantle (Autumn)
    (Shadows press closer)
    New Identity
    (Anatole Kolowksi)
    Strong Back
    Resources
    Anatole

    MASK
    A shorter, barrel chested man with a thick beard.

    MEIN
    A 'dwarf' with burned, scorched, and scarred skin.

    2
    PRE

    Smith

    Anatole eyes the Elemental's slinking approach from under bushy eyebrows. His head slipped to one side - more from curiosity than actual need - as he inspected Ry'leh's slick and matted fur. The Twilight Page is making mental notes and placing the Elemental in his wider schema. However, once she utters her greeting - no matter how small - his posture shifts and he becomes much more grandfatherly.

    "Well hello. The name is Anatole if you don't already know. I've seen you around myself but I don't think we've ever been formally introduced."

    His bushy eyebrows rose when the big Ogre came into view.

    "Gerritt! Good to see you! I am much recovered, yes! Yes I am. Taking the night air and touching base with everyone. As you see."

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    Sonnie Wu's Avatar
    Sonja "Sonnie" Wu
    Striking Looks
    (Playful)
    Presence
    (Mischievous)
    Dexterity
    (Nimble)
    New Identity
    (Sonja Wu)
    Mantle
    (Spring)
    Mask:

    An alluring young beauty, Sonnie Wu is 5'2" and lean-bodied, with a light, nimble step and eyes that seem to say "Hey, you know what would be fun?" Her reddish-brown hair often seems slightly unkempt, and an amused smile regularly plays on her lips. Sonnie is usually dressed casually or for outdoor activity. She almost always wears a pair of red leather tabi boots.
    Mien:

    To the eyes of Fae, Sonnie's feet are like those of a monkey: Toes as long as fingers, with one on each foot being opposable like a thumb. A long monkey tail protrudes from the base of Sonnie's spine, covered in hair the same shade as her head. It appears to be prehensile, and often moves to react to her mood and dances about when she speaks, like people who "talk with their hands." Finally, her brown eyes turn golden.
    Mundane Equipment:

    Smart phone, messenger bag, quarterstaff, 2 throwing knifes (concealed), 3 goblin fruit (changes by season), mountain bike.
    Hedgespun

    Cloud-Stepping Shoes
    Hedgespun ● +2 Speed

    Coin of the Lucky Monkey
    Hedgespun ● +1 Defense
    Sonnie Wu Scenes
      Beast's Keen Senses
     

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    Steepscrambler

    Sonnie arrived, and judging by the (mostly empty) bag of popcorn and the paper soda cup in her hands, she just came from a movie theater. Slurping on the straw, the Monkey passed her popcorn bag to be held by her prehensile tail, so that she could use her newly freed hand to wave at everyone.

    "HelloOoOoOoOoOooooo, everybody!! Anomaly! Gert! Riley! Sup, gang?"
    Not a single name was correct.
    Spring Mantle (Scent of Flowers and Fruit)

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    Liam Gelt's Avatar
    Giant
    (7 feet tall; not fond of low ceilings)
    Strength
    (Lean but well-muscled)
    Spring Mantle
    (+1 to Pres/Day)
    Liam Gelt
    Mien/Mantle

    Mien: Liam's skin is hardened into a bark-like armor with pine cone-like ridges throughout. His hair is made of pine needles that act a bit like a hedgehog's quills; standing up when agitated or smooth when calm. His eyes are a deep amber and his tears appear to have the consistency of sap until they leave his face.

    Mantle: The scent of pine sap in a close radius, his needle-like hair ripples occasionally as if tugged by a light breeze.
    Combat Stats

    Def: 2 (Dex/Wits)
    Armor: 0/0
    Initiative: 5
    Speed: 12 (w/ Fleet of Foot)

    Ogre Seeming Bonus
    -Add Glam to Str pools (1 per Glam)

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    Wyrd
    Gargantuan

    For those curious enough to be listening in around the entrance of Funderland, they might've heard a low but friendly voice chatting as if to himself. The source of the voice quickly became clear: Liam strides into the amusement park with a small wire-frame pet container held up on his shoulder. "Yes, did you get that? Did you get that? Templeton?"

    failure


    It sounds like Liam has been trying this for a while now, like a parent trying to talk to a very distracted child. ​"Oh well, maybe next time. I feel like we've got something going..." And all of a sudden the Ogre finds himself in the midst of a conversing crowd of Lost. "Oh! Hello everyone!" ​Liam waves around with his free hand. "Anatole! You look awfully spry today." He was genuinely happy to see the Dwarf without his cane.

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    Anatole's Avatar
    Mantle (Autumn)
    (Shadows press closer)
    New Identity
    (Anatole Kolowksi)
    Strong Back
    Resources
    Anatole

    MASK
    A shorter, barrel chested man with a thick beard.

    MEIN
    A 'dwarf' with burned, scorched, and scarred skin.

    2
    PRE

    Smith

    "Liam! Yes! I am feeling much better now, I thank you. Feeling very spry!"

    Anatole, however, did not stand or other move to demonstrate how spry he 'felt'. There was a smile cutting through his beard, lightening his baroque features as the other Lost drew near.

    "I am much better. How are... you?"

    The wizened was almost rendered speechless by the boundless enthusiasm of a certain Beast-kith. Was he looking at the Sonnie's prehensile tail, the popcorn, or that horribly uncouth slurpie? Hard to say.

    "Anomal... Bah! I see what you did there, Sonnie Wu!"

    He shifted his weight and placed his hands on his knees.

    "So what brings you all out tonight?"

    From his posture he had posed the question to everyone, however his gaze drifted more toward Gerrit and especially toward Ryleh.

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    Gerrit's Avatar
    New Identity
    (Gerrit Jameson)
    Gerrit

    Mien:
    Leathery scars, bruises and scaly scabs cover the whole hairless body. There is a certain symmetry to the disfigurements, the color of the visible skin ranging from pale pink to purple and dark red.

    Mantle:
    Contrast seem to grow slightly more stark around Gerrit, the crisp clearness of a winter morning.
    Active Pledges

    1
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    Stonebones

    Gerrit nodded at Anatole when he explained his motives. Maybe it was the season, but he felt more connected to the Dwarfs grave mood. "I see." He really didn't want to pressure the Elemental out of her shell, so he instead watched the Wizened's mantle. The play shadows reminded him of candlelight, and together with the burned Mien it created a disturbing-

    As if he had summoned them by his earlier thoughts, Spring gathered. He turned around slowly towards Sonnie, taking stock just as Anatole did. "Hello Sonnie." One could probably take a photo of the Beast and show it any Lost who wondered about the archetypical Spring Courier. Then Liam arrived, in similarly good spirits. "Hello Liam." Two springs, two Lost he somehow missed all this time - this could be a perfect opportunity for him to get to know his fellow Ogre, or the simian on everybody's lips.

    On the other hand, things got a little crowded for him already. And if he felt crowded, how must the new arrival feel?

    "Don't take this the wrong way, but I'm going to head over there and spread this out a little. Anyone, feel free to come over." And then he went off to the direction he pointed at: two benches beyond the carousel. Far enough to chat without having to talk over three other people, but close enough to still see the rest.

    And if no one would follow? Well, Gerrit found that he had to problems being alone with his thoughts.


    Continued in (2110) Beyond the Carousel...



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    Rlyeh's Avatar
    Presance
    (There)
    Dex 6!
    (Nimble)
    Perfect Stillness
    Allies
    (Street)
    Trained Memory/Trained Observer
    R'lyeh
    Mask

    A slim Caucasian women, with frayed, frizzy bleached hair, chapped lips and irritated, red skin surrounding her eyes.

    Underneath her clothes are a myriad of scars, most notably on her back shaping like wings, and her stomach, Great wide slashes that never healed correctly.
    Mien

    Oil black, miasma purple, and dishwater white, the pallet of the fox girl drowning in crude oil, choking on smog, fur matting with dirty glass, & black ice feathers, and you have the pitiable star of the next Dawn Dish Soap ad* Under her collar, is a slash across her throat, yowling open. Acts like tattoo. Rows of yellow fangs, and a wet looking tongue lolling out.


    *Thanks Scourge for the reference!!
    ...

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    Blightbent Riddleseeker

    "Anatole! Yes! Good!" she squeaks out, eyes bright and smile grinning as she realized she almost got it right! "I'm R'lyeh like the city but not because I am a person. Or as much of a person as I can be." she blinks, swallowing. Oh. She said more words then she wanted. Again. Breathing in to do more speaking, and saying more words that she probably shouldn't say, and. And. and.
    ...
    ....
    .....and then there is more.

    The twisting bravery dies a quick and soul sucking death as the Drowned Fox lips wobble, warping her smile. Fixing it and tightening the facial muscles, as static replaces words and actions and -

    A hand waves, before turning into a thumb and jutting it towards where Gerrit had fled. Quickly she follows the motion with her body and escapes the crowd.


    Continued in (2110) Beyond the Carousel...
    Wyrd ●● | Heath: | Willpower: | Glamour:

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