villagelogs | 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!

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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.

CONDITIONS UPDATE

— 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.

OOC UPDATES

— 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.

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Rather, the two of us were in an bit of an argument before we arrived.

[ An argument that led to them both taking a trip off the rooftop. Though, that one she'll keep close to her chest for now. There's hardly a worry unless someone actually manages to find Adam Worth.

A sigh, then she offers a tired smile. ]

I don't believe I caught your name.

A bit of an argument? [Castiel stares at that, wondering how much, exactly, constitutes a 'bit' of an argument; from past experiences, he understands that particular description can cover a whole range in terms of size and intensity when it comes to arguments.

When she asks for his name, Castiel smiles again, nodding before offering his hand to shake, if she likes.]

I am Castiel. And you are?

[ That smile turns tight at his question. She won't be sharing a bit more of that just for now. Not until she's certain that Adam is not only gone, but that she can trust those around the town. ]

Dr. Helen Magnus.

[Castiel nods. He won't press her for any more information than she's willing to give; he guesses, by the way her smile seems to tighten, that whatever has passed between her and this Adam, it's not something she wants to share. He can respect that.]

Nice to meet you, Dr. Magnus.

Apart from everything else, how is your experience here so far?

Cold, honestly. It was late spring where I came from... and now suddenly snow everywhere.

[ Helen shrugs slightly. ]

How have yours faired?

My sympathies. That's quite the drastic change in temperature. [To go from late spring to this brutal, cold winter, Castiel thinks, shaking his head. He can imagine the potential damage that could do to a human body.

At the question, he pauses for a moment, considering how best to answer.]

My experiences here so far have been...mixed, I would say. I have people I know from here, which is both a blessing and a curse. I don't like not knowing what's going on, or being unable to do more than speculate about why we've been brought here.

[He shrugs with a quirk of a smile, as if to say, 'what can you do?']

I've had far more drastic things happen in my life. But, the apology is appreciated. Even if you're hardly responsible.

[ She leaves the rack of clothes she is at and moves to another. ]

What speculations have you come up with? Sometimes that is a fine enoguh starting point for a hypothesis.

[Castiel continues to ruffle through the rack of clothes he's currently perusing, a rack fairly close to both the one she's just browsed through and the next one that she's now moved onto, both searching out clothes for himself and trying to focus on their conversation.]

Well, so far, from information I've been able to gather, I think some kind of entity must have brought us all here and must be keeping us here. For what purpose, I can't say. My current theory is that, perhaps, those of use here might make for potent sources of energy for this entity.

[He offers her a crooked smile.]

I'm sure I'm forgetting some detail or other. But that's about what I have so far.

It is certainly a bold theory. This entity would need to be incredibly powerful or have tapped into a natural source in order to bring us all from different times and places.

[ Then again, she has just encountered the ability to manipulate time. Who is to say that it can't happen? ]

Have you encountered something like this before?

I would assume so, yes. If it is an entity that has brought us here, of course, and not some sort of accident.

[But Castiel doubts that they were all brought here on accident; there must be some sort of purpose for all of them being here.

He exhales at the question, trying to think as to how to best answer.]

I've been to other worlds before, yes. But nothing like this, a place where we seem to have inherited an entire abandoned town.

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