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Entry tags:
- *overview log,
- doc holliday (wynonna earp),
- elena gilbert (the vampire diaries),
- elijah mikaelson (the vampire diaries),
- ellie (the last of us),
- klaus hargreeves (the umbrella academy),
- malcolm bright (prodigal son),
- negan (the walking dead),
- raylan givens (justified),
- ~ castiel (supernatural),
- ~ dean winchester (supernatural),
- ~ eliot waugh (the magicians),
- ~ helen magnus (sanctuary),
- ~ john constantine (dc live action),
- ~ melanie king (magnus archives),
- ~ neal caffrey (white collar),
- ~ number five (the umbrella academy),
- ~ phil coulson (marvel live action),
- ~ quentin coldwater (the magicians),
- ~ sherlock holmes (sherlock),
- ~ zed martin (dc live action)
021-023 » the ghosts of fallen leaves
WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central/Western Mathias.
WHEN: Days 021-023
WHAT: A cold storm approaches.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Plotting post over here!
RECOMMENDED ♫ Emily Kinney & Lauren Cohan "The Parting Glass"
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WHERE: Eastern/Central/Western Mathias.
WHEN: Days 021-023
WHAT: A cold storm approaches.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Plotting post over here!
RECOMMENDED ♫ Emily Kinney & Lauren Cohan "The Parting Glass"
DAYS 021-023
THE WORLD TURNS WHITE“Are ye the ghosts of fallen leaves, O flakes of snow,
For which, through naked trees, the winds A-mourning go?”
— John Banister Tabb
The howling wind is what wakes the residents of Mathias each day now as the world turns slowly into a bleak stretch of white. Snow continues to fall in thick curtains of flakes that accumulate on trees and rooftops, swirling sideways in the gusts of wind that bow trees and whistle through any crack they can find. The drifts of snow grow taller against the buildings and the wind makes the already freezing temperatures feel bitterly cold.
By day 022, the far ends of streets begin to resemble the hazardous fog with how little becomes visible as the winds pick up. Buildings can still be discerned as dark shapes but the weather's warning becomes clear — a storm is coming. And by day 023, the storm arrives properly, the wind still screaming through the streets like a winter banshee announcing so many deaths to come. These conditions are far from hospitable and only the truly mad would be foolish enough to venture outside in weather such as this.THE NEWLY ARRIVED
With an embrace of wintery white, Mathias offers a chilly welcome to its newest residents. They awake along the southern treeline bordering Mathias, near the small makeshift cemetery containing a handful of wooden markers erected without names or signifiers of those buried within. And not far from them is the schoolhouse, where in a snowdrift they will the frozen corpse of a young woman named Rey.
LIGHTS IN THE DARKNESS “A lantern can give you light only when you light it”
— Munia Khan
When residents wake on the morning of day 021, they will find outside in the snow the abandoned lanterns of those shadowy spectres who have moved so silently through Mathias. Each nestled in a patch of frozen white outside their door, the lanterns are now cold to the touch, the half-burned candle within each one seeming to have been lit so very long ago. Inside the glass encasement is a small rolled piece of paper, upon which is written:keep it lit
There is nothing more, and the prior owners of these lanterns will not return within these days.
There is one lantern waiting outside the building for each resident wherever they are sleeping — the exception for this is those who may have already claimed a lantern as their own. Removing a lantern from its resting place results in no apparent reaction, nor does lighting or not lighting it. However, whatever residents ultimately choose to do with these lanterns should be reported.
— SNOW continues to fall, resulting over the three days in upwards of a foot of accumulation. The winds blow in gusts over 35 mph.
— 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.
— THE FOG has still receded from the town proper and much of the eastern and northern beach, with the path through the northern forest to the lighthouse still clear on day 021. On day 022, however, as the storm worsens, the fog returns to the paths in the forest, urging residents to stay huddled within the town proper or else.
— DISAPPEARANCES continue to plague the town. While Zed Martin has returned, Rey's corpse will be found in a snowdrift near the Schoolhouse; she disappeared on day 018.
— THE STRANGER is gone.
— THE SPECTRES are gone.
— DISCOVERIES have been collected and collated for your review. Please note that this is OOC information only, put together for the purpose of helping you as players see connections and possibilities for CR and your own character's potential avenues of exploration and investigation. (If we are missing something, please report it so we can add it to the list.)
— AP REWARDS have a new option now — Ideas may be requested if you find yourself stuck. You may now claim up to 2 rewards per log: (1) idea and (1) other reward.
— SANITY may be regained in two ways: self-medication and treatment. In Mathias, this means such coping mechanisms as drinking or drugging oneself into a stupor that allows them to face their fears and issues, or talking to someone about those fears and issues. Since both of these will take some time, best get started. (A form will be added to the Sanity page.)
— REMINDERS — Don't forget about the bulletin board. Please continue reporting your updates to locations, plots, and discoveries. The map of Mathias has been added to the locations page for ease of reference. Make sure your character's sanity level is kept updated. Prospective players are still joining the TDM, so it's recommended to track new top-levels so you don't miss them.
Day 021
One might find him wandering to the kitchen for a cup of coffee, sitting on the couch with a notebook doing some idle doodling of a spaceship or a violin, or hogging time in the bathtub on the third floor bathroom.
If he sees someone new, he'll greet them simply with a smile, a little wave of his fingers and, "Welcome to the crazy." with a soft chuckle.
II. Insomnia Open to boarding house residents/guests
As has become rather the new normal over the last several days, Klaus can be found awake at all hours of the night, coffee mug in hand, and usually a sketchbook filled with various doodles in his lap. He prefers being downstairs in the living room when he can't sleep; Five may not sleep all that much more than him, but... well. He doesn't want to disrupt it when he does decide to.
People may have noticed the drastic irritability in him over the course of the day, and on further into the night as well. Interruptions in whatever he may be found doing grate on his nerves more obviously than normal and his frustrations bloom in the space of a finger snap. Approach with caution.
{Wandering wherever my feet choose to take me » movie theater, evening » @ chicartista
Today is more of an idle walking sort of day. He hasn't been sleeping recently, filled with some irrational, abject fear that if he dares to let the exhaustion take him, something drastic will happen. He can't risk it, so he chugs coffee like it's going out of style to keep himself wired. He's short-fused and way too many things back at the boarding house were getting on his nerves so he decided a walk was in order.
He's oddly drawn to the theater, and that is the only way he could think to describe how it felt to walk down the street toward the place. He just. Knew he needed to be there. For some reason he couldn't even begin to guess. He's never been a big believer in fate or destiny or anything, maybe more due to abject rejection of the very thing his father tried so desperately to press on top of the shoulders of all his children than an actual rejection of the belief of it itself. But still. There were a number of times in his life that he just knew something, or needed to be somewhere, and it happened to work out just so.
Today is one of those days, and Klaus has long-since learned to just follow the feeling when it happens. He wanders inside, glad for the reprieve from the icy temperatures outside even from the dilapidated building. He wanders through the front of the theater and glances around. He wonders how much of anything in here actually works. Popcorn would be great, if he's honest....
He pushes the door to the theater room open and pauses just inside the doorway, blinking to force his eyes to adjust to the low-light. Doesn't seem like there's anyone in here, but there's a twist in his gut that keeps him rooted where he stands. "Anybody in here?" he calls out to the dark room, not really expecting an answer back.
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But something felt off and it wasn't just that she didn't know what had hapepned. The room is dark but she can make out just enough to think that it might be the theatre. Zed hadn't gone into the building before, she had been to busy looking for answers about this place. Movies just hadn't seemed like a real priority. She jumped slightly when she heard a voice and turned in the direction of it. It's one she didn't know but there were a lot of people in town that she hadn't met yet.
"Uh... yes, hello," she called back. She took a step in that direction.
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“Did you just... get here?” He asks casually, wandering away from the door and down the middle aisle of the seats. “It happens, and it seems like people show up in different places sometimes...”
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She cautiously moved towards the voice. "Uh... not exactly," she paused. "Unless you mean the ...movie theatre? I don't know how I got here?"
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She sounds confused and disoriented but not in the way fresh arrivals tend to. She knows what town she’s in, even if she hasn’t said its name, it’s just the specific location she’s unsure of. “I’m Klaus. I know John. He’s been looking for you.”
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"Yeah, I am," she nodded, brow furrowed. "John's looking for me?!"
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He scratches at his cheek and nods a bit, "Uh, yeah... you've been gone for--" How long had it been? Well, he really isn't sure. "I don't exactly, but definitely a few days. Maybe a week?" He frowns a little. She seems... shocked about it. Which makes him think she must not know she was gone.
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"I... are you sure?!"
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There was something so wrong about this place and she didn't even know how to begin to process any of it. She sucked on her lips for a moment as she tried to ground herself in something.
"Can we get out of here?"
end? ♥