012-014 » even the air itself was grey

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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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[chuju]

The Umbrella Academy. What a name. It sounds like something out of a comic book, or maybe a horror movie.

She eyes the way he's sitting, a little bit impressed that doing it so casually, focuses on the questions he's asked instead of the many she has herself. "Oh yeah, SHIELD has all the fancy tech toys. But I meant the medical stuff — I used to be able to take something to help my bones heal faster, and then our ship has a healing chamber that can patch up pretty much anything in a couple hours."

[bestfuneralever]

"Snazzy. We just found out not too long ago, my dad had medical interventions, too." He sighs softly and glances down at his fingers in his lap. "He drugged my sister for... pretty much all her entire life, blocking her powers. We only found out because..." He sighs again, more of a long-suffering thing this time as he tilts his head back up. "...of a bunch of fucked up shit that was running the clock down on an Apocalypse." Although... it wasn't that recent for him. It was over three years, now. But time travel semantics.

"Sounds like your guys are what my Dad could have been, if he had a single caring bone in his body." He snorts derisively at the idea. Fat chance of that.

[chuju]

Daisy frowns as Klaus starts speaking about his dad and only deepens with the more he says. The man drugged Klaus's sister to block her powers? The very idea of it makes her stiffen, remembering all too well what it felt like to be drugged for just a few hours — how horrible it must have felt to live like that for years.

The mention of an apocalypse doesn't faze her nearly as much.

"SHIELD's mission is to protect people, whether they have powers or not. It's something we risk our lives for every day." There's a thread of pride in those words; she'd proud of having been a part of building SHIELD back up into what it was always supposed to be.

[bestfuneralever]

Get used to frowning about his Dad, Daisy. There are so, so very many reasons to frown about him.

He smiles a little at the way she talks about her team. He remembers what it was like to feel that way, but for the Academy, so much of it was fake. That was definitely what they showed to the press, of course, but behind the scenes, it was terrible. Every single one of them left the second they could, some sooner than others (except Luther, who never left, until Dad sent him away).

"We just found out...there are others like us. I mean, I'm sure my Dad knew.... he knew so much shit he never told us, but we thought it was just the seven of us."

[chuju]

Great. He's one of those.

Her team is her family. Even when they screw up and make things worse, she'll stand by them until her final dying breath — and she has no doubt that breath will be taken while protecting them. SHIELD has been part of her life since she was just a baby, she can't imagine ever leaving it behind.

"I think your brother mentioned something about that," she says softly, turning slightly to face him while also moving back a bit so she can lean her back against the arm of the couch. "That there were others."

[bestfuneralever]

"Maybe if we ever get home, we can...find them." He shrugs a little, hands flopping in his lap as he tries to consider what that would mean. What they'd do if they did. Maybe with the Commission being rebranded, they could get their help with it?

"I dunno... I hate how much he lied to us. I the idea of all these other people out there, maybe terrified of what they can do, nowhere to turn..." He frowns and stares down as fidgeting fingers.

[chuju]

"It's hard on both sides," she says with a nod, looking down at her own wrapped hands in her lap. She takes a breath and lets it out slowly before continuing.

"I've been there. The being terrified of what you can do and the trying to find others like you so you can help them. There are some who will never want your help, but then there are others who will thank you for it."

[bestfuneralever]

"Yeah... me too." He nods a little, looking up at her again. "I ran from my powers for years, subdued myself with drugs. Anything I could get my hands on. Uppers, downers, pills, a needle-- it didn't matter. I just wanted to too be numb..."

Sometimes he misses it, rather desperately, but he's replaced so many of those old habits over the last three years, and it actually feels good to have his life some semblance of on track. "Been sober three years." He pauses and frowns, eyes casting down to his lap again. "Well... I was. I drank....a lot....recently. But... I dunno. Maybe it's the addict in me, but I feel like if all I do is drink, it's not so bad." He shrugs a little.