The Konoha graveyard never truly slept.
Even in the fading light, tombstones stood in quiet rows, shadows stretching long across the cold earth. The scent of soil and incense lingered faintly, carried on a whispering wind. Lanterns swayed on hooks, untouched by human hands, and the occasional mourner passed between graves, silent and respectful. Life here moved slowly, measured, and still.
Then the procession began.
Amphibians and reptiles moved among the graves with cheerful, almost mischievous expressions. Frogs in brightly colored robes, lizards with scales glinting in lantern light, salamanders hopping with glee, each carrying an instrument. Trumpets gleamed in their hands, flutes glimmered in the fading sun, and reed instruments buzzed with unseen breath. A single drum sounded, steady and deliberate, yet their movements were light, joyful, and purposeful.
They threaded carefully between stones, over mounds, around flowers left for the dead. Not one mourner noticed them, yet their presence filled the air with invisible music, weaving warmth and energy through the graveyard.
At the end of the line came the snake.
It was dismembered, cut into many pieces, its body held together only by spirit and will. Segments floated in alignment, twisting and curling with effortless grace, eyes glowing faintly, fangs bared in what could only be described as a serene smile. With every inch it moved, it completed the rhythm of the procession, pulling the drumbeat into the center of the graveyard.
As it reached the middle, the ground beneath shifted. A vast alchemical circle unfurled across the graves, glowing faintly in the twilight. Its geometry threaded through stone and soil alike, encompassing every tomb and instrument alike in precise alignment.
And then the living changed.
Laughter burst forth softly, then louder. Mourners began to hum and sing. Lovers twirled between tombstones. Children skipped across graves, twirling and spinning. People embraced, kissed, and danced, their joy unchecked, sudden, and overwhelming. Even those who had come to grieve could not help but smile, their hearts lifted by some unseen rhythm.
The amphibians and reptiles played with delight, their trumpets, flutes, and reeds filling the graveyard with exuberant music. Frogs pirouetted, lizards somersaulted, salamanders leapt high, all smiling with uncanny glee. Their happiness was infectious, spreading silently into the humans around them, binding them to a strange, euphoric energy.
The snake rested at the center, its body segments coiled and flowing, fangs bared in quiet amusement. It pulsed with power, holding the circle together, guiding the living into their bizarre merriment.
The graveyard, normally solemn and still, had become a place of strange celebration, a surreal carnival of sound, joy, and song among the stones.
And still, the spirits watched and waited. Patient and unseen.
[Ooc: This is for a mini event being run by Nao and I, please feel free to join and interact. Do whatever you like in the scene, feel free to discover the animals however you please, jutsu, magic, past trauma opening a third eye to the spirit realm, whatever! (Tip From Nao if you don't know anything like that: NE Jutsu Crystal eye)
Please do not hurt the spirit animals or have them say anything. If you wish to fight them (which you definitely can) end your rp at the moment before conflict.
Most of all... Have Fun!!!
The people are happy!
And remember this truth, every action has an equal and opposite reaction...
There is definitely more to come!!!]
Even in the fading light, tombstones stood in quiet rows, shadows stretching long across the cold earth. The scent of soil and incense lingered faintly, carried on a whispering wind. Lanterns swayed on hooks, untouched by human hands, and the occasional mourner passed between graves, silent and respectful. Life here moved slowly, measured, and still.
Then the procession began.
Amphibians and reptiles moved among the graves with cheerful, almost mischievous expressions. Frogs in brightly colored robes, lizards with scales glinting in lantern light, salamanders hopping with glee, each carrying an instrument. Trumpets gleamed in their hands, flutes glimmered in the fading sun, and reed instruments buzzed with unseen breath. A single drum sounded, steady and deliberate, yet their movements were light, joyful, and purposeful.
They threaded carefully between stones, over mounds, around flowers left for the dead. Not one mourner noticed them, yet their presence filled the air with invisible music, weaving warmth and energy through the graveyard.
At the end of the line came the snake.
It was dismembered, cut into many pieces, its body held together only by spirit and will. Segments floated in alignment, twisting and curling with effortless grace, eyes glowing faintly, fangs bared in what could only be described as a serene smile. With every inch it moved, it completed the rhythm of the procession, pulling the drumbeat into the center of the graveyard.
As it reached the middle, the ground beneath shifted. A vast alchemical circle unfurled across the graves, glowing faintly in the twilight. Its geometry threaded through stone and soil alike, encompassing every tomb and instrument alike in precise alignment.
And then the living changed.
Laughter burst forth softly, then louder. Mourners began to hum and sing. Lovers twirled between tombstones. Children skipped across graves, twirling and spinning. People embraced, kissed, and danced, their joy unchecked, sudden, and overwhelming. Even those who had come to grieve could not help but smile, their hearts lifted by some unseen rhythm.
The amphibians and reptiles played with delight, their trumpets, flutes, and reeds filling the graveyard with exuberant music. Frogs pirouetted, lizards somersaulted, salamanders leapt high, all smiling with uncanny glee. Their happiness was infectious, spreading silently into the humans around them, binding them to a strange, euphoric energy.
The snake rested at the center, its body segments coiled and flowing, fangs bared in quiet amusement. It pulsed with power, holding the circle together, guiding the living into their bizarre merriment.
The graveyard, normally solemn and still, had become a place of strange celebration, a surreal carnival of sound, joy, and song among the stones.
And still, the spirits watched and waited. Patient and unseen.
[Ooc: This is for a mini event being run by Nao and I, please feel free to join and interact. Do whatever you like in the scene, feel free to discover the animals however you please, jutsu, magic, past trauma opening a third eye to the spirit realm, whatever! (Tip From Nao if you don't know anything like that: NE Jutsu Crystal eye)
Please do not hurt the spirit animals or have them say anything. If you wish to fight them (which you definitely can) end your rp at the moment before conflict.
Most of all... Have Fun!!!
The people are happy!
And remember this truth, every action has an equal and opposite reaction...
There is definitely more to come!!!]