grimAuxiliatrix ♍ Kanaya Maryam

[Voice]

It's my understanding that the human equivalent of 12th Perigees Eve also involves the reception and distribution of items as a display of affection or acknowledgment of an existent relationship, yes?

Are there any particular gifts that appropriately mark the season in a traditional fashion or can they be anything at all? And how intently must one keep the identity of their present a secret prior to its reveal?

[Action, 916 Bilko Boulevard]

*You may hear the quiet click-click-click of knitting needles from inside Kanaya's room, interspersed with occasional sounds of frustration. You may also see that the hallway has a pile of colorful balls of yarn which shrinks steadily day after day. What could she be up to?*

[Action, around town]

*There is a young troll girl walking around town with a very large bag in her arms. She seems to be discreetly trying to avoid attention, particularly from those she knows, but in doing so she is only making herself more suspicious. If you are an Alternian troll that she recognizes, she will likely try to speed by if possible.*

[Action, later]

*The contents of that bag may be revealed later, as Kanaya heads to each of her friends' homes in turn to drop off an individually wrapped hand-knitted scarf. The construction is a bit amateurish, and any special patterns or pictures are probably more abstract representations than accurate portrayals, as she's only just learned, but they should be fluffy and warm regardless.

The scarf patterns are as follows:

( Cut for length! )

*Truth be told, you do not CONFRONT anything.

In fact, you are quite happily minding your own business when you are suddenly swept up in the advance of a relentless, amorphous foe.

After a brief moment of struggle and panic, your most base fight-or-flight reflexes dull with the discovery that not only can you breathe in this sticky crimson abductor - if it can indeed be called that - but that it actually doesn't taste half bad when you try to consume it. It's kind of cherry-flavored.

Of course it is slimy and sticky and your outfit is ruined and you are covered in gel and being dragged Gog knows where.

The only solution is to find your nearest fellow captive and complain vigorously.*

Well.

This is unexpected.

And extremely adhesive.

[Phone, Open]

As the days persist and wind on, I become increasingly convinced that my initial theory - that panscrubbed individuals in this town will only wear the most excruciatingly dreary, soporific and otherwise dull accouterments to be found this side of Alternia - is vexingly accurate.

In other words, I have ransacked every last alcove and cranny in this human hive and have found absolutely nothing worth wearing on a day-to-day basis, let alone an event where formal attire is mandated of us.

Do more attractive garments exist anywhere in this town, or will I be forced to take up needle and thread to make them myself if I am to have anything remotely suitable?

[Phone, filtered to Homestuck!Kids and Trolls. And... Davesprite, too. Sure, why the hell not?]

As you all have undoubtedly learned from the gossip and erstwhile scuttlebutt at the schooling block, there is an event called Homecoming scant days away to which we are all expected to attend. Considering certain other events that have transpired in this town, I would normally be wary of such an invitation but from what I have read of this, airquotes, Homecoming, it doesn't seem nearly as ominous or troublesome as it might be.

Actually, I think it could be fun. For all of us.

And given that formal, or at the very least somewhat nice apparel is required of all of us - and also given that I am aware most of you could not possibly give an airborne expletive about your appearance under normal circumstances - I would be more than happy to offer my assistance in the matter.

Really, I would just like to help you all look nice. All of you.

That isn't too much to ask, is it?