012-014 » even the air itself was grey

[villagemod]

WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central Mathias.
WHEN: Days 012-014
WHAT: The weather is behaving strangely. Again.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Plotting post over here!

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DAYS 012-014
“The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usual, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes.”
—Simona Panova, “Nightmarish Sacrifice”

Rain has returned to Mathias. While those who remember the storms from nearly two weeks ago may fear reprisal of such tumultuous weather, this rain is far tamer. The cloudy grey skies let loose a steady drizzle that remains constant from start to finish, which is in itself, perhaps, a bit unusual. The patter of droplets against windows, small streams forming in the roads and on grass as the ground becomes saturated, all of it may seem normal to some, but a little too normal to others.

What is without question abnormal, however, is the sun. Though it cannot be seen distinctly behind the thick grey clouds, its light remains as constant as the rain throughout these three days. Hour after hour, regardless of the time of day, there is light in the sky. Unchanging, an inescapable reminder that Mathias is not home, and none who are brought here have any control over what will occur in this place.


NEW ARRIVALS
Once again, more unfortunate souls have been brought to Mathias by unknown means, deposited at the edge of the forest near the empty houses that tell of those who once lived in this strange little town. They may find themselves wandering through the trees until they encounter the strange fog that envelops the town, or stumbling upon the rotting remains of houses that have felt the passage of time more than others.

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LOCATIONS
LIGHTHOUSE Residents will notice the lighthouse to the north of Mathias, situated on a cliff that is above the town level. Even the most observant individuals will not have noticed it before now, which might be quite unsettling to some. There is no path available to reach the lighthouse at this time, though residents are welcome to try — they will be blocked by fog in the forest and a sense of unease that becomes debilitating if they walk too far along the beach.

NO NEW LOCATIONS are available for exploration at this time. Residents are welcome to further explore available locations, including utilizing AP rewards at locations they may have previously explored.

CONDITIONS UPDATES

— CLOCKS continue to be unreliable. Some may keep irregular time at different rates, while others have ceased to work at all, each having stopped at a different time.

— VOICES are not openly haunting our residents, though they may still be occasionally encountered in the more heavily decayed buildings where some rooms seem to almost swallow whatever light tries to enter them.

— WEATHER conditions are both typical and atypical for late fall. Temperatures consist of chilly "sweater weather" days and nights that can dip below freezing — you don't want to be outside without a coat when the sun goes down. A constant light rain continues for all three days, only stopping on the night of the third day. And for all three days, there is constant cloudy grey sunlight, with the sun unable to be seen and tracked from behind the cloud cover. Darkness will return to Mathias on the third night when the rain stops.

— FOG continues to block the way of those wishing to travel further than the Town Hall, and all who venture into the forest will be met by its impenetrable wall after a few hundred yards. The fog will allow none to pass; those who try will find themselves overcome by fear and panic so intense, they can physically do nothing but flee back the way they came.

OOC UPDATES

— HOUSING LISTINGS now have a permanent home! A few of these may have been missed or information might have changed, so please do submit updates as needed, including if your character moves into a new location or if there are rooms still available at said location.

— NEW PLAYERS are still arriving with each new log, so make sure to keep an eye on our ooc intro post. (An easy way to do this is to track the post — click the bell icon, select More Options, and track when someone makes a new top-level.)

— INFORMATION may publicly be shared between characters at the bulletin board in the town hall. This is meant to be a permanent place for pieces of the Mathias puzzle to be shared and archived to both help information be shared ICly and to allow new players to easily dive into the mystery.

— THE CALENDAR has been updated through the end of the year. With the approaching holiday season, we will continue a lighter log schedule, but as always, players are welcome to create their own logs, conduct intensive investigators, and make more terrible decisions. (The mod is always happy to enable these shenanigans, never hesitate to reach out with ideas.)

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Comments

[hellblaze]

John raises his eyebrows slightly. Someone else from his nick of the woods? Well, that's a relief. Also a bit weird. Maybe he's just too used to being around Americans at this rate. He pulls a chair out and sits down next to the man.

"The only alcohol you're going to find in the whole town is made by the cowboys." He pulls the cigarette from his mouth to hold it between his fingers. "You'd know if you're dead. You'd either be haunting your home reality, be in Heaven, or in Hell... and this place is far from the actual Hell. It's just bloody hellish."

[unwilt]

"You sound very confident about that," Thomas tells him wryly, filing away the mention of cowboys and alcohol for later. He can circle back to it, certainly. "About a lot of things, in fact. Haunting, no less."

[hellblaze]

"I've run into my share of demons and Hellborn to know what they're like." He gives a shrug and takes another drag off the cigarette. "Happens when you deal with the occult, mate. Though, right now? I'm more interested in where you're from."

[unwilt]

Well, of course he would drop words like demons and Hellborn and expect Thomas to roll with that; that's just the kind of person this town attracts, apparently. He presses his lips flat for a moment, almost grimacing as he swallows down the urge to ask a lot more questions. If they're stuck here for a while, he can definitely ask later.

"Croydon," he says, a little bemused as it comes out of his mouth; it sounds strangely chaste, considering where exactly he actually came from before he ended up here. "I suppose it's worth adding that for the sake of clarity, it's specifically the Croydon of 1905, but I actually came here via an island off the Welsh coast, Erisden."

[hellblaze]

John figures that eventually? They'll all be faced with the sort of shit that is in his daily life. How well they take to it and to what level they experience it are the factors he's waiting to see. If he had to guess? It'd be high on both facts. He just hopes it isn't. He doesn't like seeing people who aren't tuned to this life getting thrown into it.

"Local, then." John nods. "Born in Liverpool, but, moved to London as soon as I could. London of 2014. Though, I was in New Orleans, Louisianan before I washed up here. Nice to meet someone from back home."

A pause. "How confused has all the future technology made you? Must be bloody baffling."