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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[tinstar]

[The 'Oh Bollocks' alerted him to the fact that.. something was going to happen and Raylan shifted to a fuller attention as his eyes darted between John and the fog as the Brit fell to the ground.]

Shit, [he swore as he fell to a knee next to John, hand casting out over his back as he coughed.] Guessin' that didn't go as well as you thought it would, huh?

[Raylan looked back at the fog for a moment before looking back at John.] Take it easy, take your time. Then tell me what that told ya.

[hellblaze]

[ John managed to shake his head despite the coughing fit. After a few minutes it eased, leaving him panting and wheezing. He finally pulled his hand back. Blood and... well, he didn't really want to entertain the idea that what was in his hand probably belonged in his lung. Shit. He sighed and flicked his hand to the side, sending the piece of whatever it was onto the ground.

One long last sigh and he leaned back on his ankles. ]

Ah... fuck.

It told me that whatever is out in that blood Fog? We can't communicate with it -- or it doesn't want to be communicated with.

[tinstar]

[Raylan watched him cast the fluid and chunk away with no small bit of horror in his eyes.]

Was that part of your lung? Shit John. [He was worried and it only had a fraction to do with the obvious whiplash - he doubted the spell alone helped that piece of flesh outta him.]

Then it can continue to kiss my ass. C'mon, I'm takin' you home. [And his tone suggested he'd broach no argument.]

[hellblaze]

No idea, really, Raylan. I don't really want to know either.

[ Lung cancer is always a possibility dancing on the edge of his mind. One he doesn't give two tosses about. Why? Because he'll die of something sooner or later. Or, at least, he might die and he'll find a way to con himself back out of it. ]

Might like kissing your ass. Got a good one on you. [ He has the feeling that Raylan is going to pull him up to his feet and storm him back home. ] Just, ah, drop me off at 1308, yeah?

[tinstar]

[He grunted softly as he helped pull John up to his feet and he kept that arm curled around him to help take as much weight as John would allow. Shit, John was lucky Raylan wasn't just hefting him over his shoulders and getting carried home.

He scoffed at the quip.]

First I've heard of it. Mostly my ass gets called a back with a crack, by the time I'm finished gettin' old, ain't gonna be any ass left.

Really takin' this avoidin' thing to a new level, ain't ya. Well, least you know you got friends two doors down.

[hellblaze]

[ John did what he could to walk on his own. Not that he didn't appreciate the help - he just liked being capable on his own. Relying on others was always a bit hard for him. ]

Maybe whatever runs Mathias just likes the idea of blokes with good asses.

[ He chuckled.. even if it felt hollow. ]

Best if we keep our distance for a bit.

[tinstar]

[And the Cowboy would let him - Raylan wasn't looking to be a crutch unless he had too. Still, a wary eye would be kept just in case John decided to go all tilty.]

Cussin' at the lighthouse can wait. It's still there.. For now. [No, he couldn't take the ass conversation any further - he knew John's type. Give an inch of room to give shit and he'd take a mile. All in good fun but still.]

But this ain't exactly promising for our submission to be Town of the goddamned Year.

[hellblaze]

Oh, that'll come later. I'm going to break one of its fucking windows somehow.

[ With rocks. Clearly, that's the adult thing to do. ]

Only place I'm submitting this town to is First Place To Get Destroyed By Holy Fire. Sodom and Gomorrah!

[tinstar]

That's a petition I'd sign, I tell you what, [He agreed easily.] I'm still half votin' for burning the place to the ground with regular fire if we ever find a door out. Just for the hellva it.