024-027 » neither reward nor punishment

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WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central/Western Mathias + ???
WHEN: Days 024-027
WHAT: The consequences of their actions.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Plotting post over here! The next log will be posted January 23rd.

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DAYS 024-025
CONSEQUENCES
“There are in nature neither rewards nor punishments —
there are consequences.”
— Robert G. Ingersoll
When the unwilling residents of Mathias Township wake on the morning of the 24th day, they will find themselves in yet another set of frustratingly unnerving circumstances. None of them are where they last remember being, and some of them have strange marks on the palms of their left hands. It's all incredibly unsettling, but truthfully they should be used to it by now. No one will remember traveling to their new location.

Residents can wake up anywhere within their new location and in any position. Curled up in a bed, sprawled on a couch, huddled beneath a coffee table, propped against a wall... Wherever they are, they will themselves to be in quite an unusual state. While they are wearing whatever clothing items they went to sleep in, plus their shoes and a coat. The newest arrivals to Mathias Township will perhaps stand out for being slightly more appropriately dressed than their new neighbors. They are all a bit damp, physically worn out, and half-frozen from their apparent walk through a blizzard.

Each of the four locations is inescapable — residents are trapped, with exterior doors and windows being shut tight and a blizzard raging outside. The locations are stocked with fresh food and water and a large pile of firewood for the fireplaces in each building. The circumstances residents will face, however, may vary wildly between locations as the forces at work in Mathias respond to the recent actions of certain individuals.


BOARDING HOUSE | GREY GULL
NEW HOUSE | MYSTERY MANSION

These residents will wake with a mark on their left hand palms, a spiraling black symbol similar to those some may have seen around town. All marks are identical and cannot be removed, but will have seemingly vanished from their skin on the morning of the 26th day.

Castiel, Daisy Johnson, Dean Winchester
Elena Gilbert, Elijah Mikaelson, Helen Magnus
Phil Coulson, Quentin Coldwater, Sherlock Holmes

DAYS 026-027
IN THE AFTERMATH
After their ordeals of the past two days, the unfortunate residents of Mathias Township will be grateful to find that they were back where they are supposed to be, a chill still clinging to their clothes in whatever place they went to sleep the night of the 23rd day. New arrivals will wake in the living room of the boarding house. None of the residents will wake with anything in their possession from the locations in which they were previously trapped, including any notes or documentation they may have made during their time there.

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CONDITIONS UPDATE

— SNOW continues to fall heavily on Days 024-025, resulting in white out conditions from the wind that blows in gusts of over 35 mph; the temperature also drops drastically, making conditions extremely dangerous for residents. The blizzard clears on Day 26 and residents are left with a cold, calm world covered in white.

— THE FOG remains blocking the paths in the forest, urging residents to stay huddled within the town proper, and it also now blocks the northern section of town, beginning just before where residents know the chasm in the earth to be. Venturing into the fog is... ill-advised.

— DISAPPEARANCES continue to plague the town. Kylo Ren and Thomas Richardson have vanished without a trace.

— NO NEW DEATHS have occurred in town, but there is a new "grave" in the small makeshift graveyard near the schoolhouse. Rey's corpse has been moved and covered with stones to wait for the ground to thaw enough for a proper burial.

— THE LANTERNS will be gone from the morning of Day 024. No trace of them remains.

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OOC UPDATES

— A GIFT for everyone! As a thank you for being part of this spooky little game, every character in the game is being gifted 2 Activity Points. These may be banked over here — instead of linking to an AC post, you may put "New Year gift" in that field. Happy 2021, friends!

— NEW LAYOUTS have been installed for our communities! Huge thanks to our Eldritch Librarian Stars for putting in the time to get this place looking shiny. (You may have also noticed some new page layouts being installed — these are also our Librarian's handiwork!)

— 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.)

— 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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Comments

[thering]

"Indeed." If there was something that needed to be hidden it would be where the noises are coming from - under the floorboard somewhere or in that cavity between the ceiling and the roof. This house is much more modern and fancy than the ones Doc are used to seeing but he can't imagine that these things have changed a lot since his time. As far as he understands it the heavy machinery is only taking over what people have been doing for centuries, not inventing new building techniques.

"Do you think we would be antagonising it?" Doc asks while trying to keep the hesitance out of his voice. "We need a plan if whatever it is up there comes tumbling out. Maybe something else that can be used as a weapon. A knife or sturdy chair leg perhaps." He would rather not, but he is not above bludgeoning. Something is better than nothing.

[40seconds]

Coulson stops to mull that over for a moment before he answers. "It's possible, of course. I don't know about you, but I'm about halfway ready to take that chance. Maybe even more than halfway." 70%, perhaps. "Sturdy chair leg, fireplace poker- either one would work, I think." Assuming that whatever comes at them, if anything, is corporeal and not spectral.

"Are you up for it?" He doesn't want to put him in a position of doing something he's not ready for.

[thering]

"Yes," he replies without hesitation. If he had his gun, Coulson wouldn't have even needed to ask. But, when in Rome, they will just have to make do with the next best thing.

"You should take one also. There may be a chair in this room." He's just going to duck into all the nearby rooms in the vicinity until they find something they can dismantle and weaponise. Tempting as it is to pick up a chair and swing it at the doorframe, he would try and be a little more civilised about it and see if the legs can be unscrewed before wrecking the furniture.

[40seconds]

Coulson's really missing his sidearm right about now, so he understands that feeling. Any kind of weapon at all would be nice, but clearly they're not that lucky.

"Good idea. If something does come at us, I don't really like the idea of being unarmed when it does." And unscrewing a chair leg is vastly preferable to bashing it against something, but when push comes to shove, Coulson won't hesitate if that becomes necessary.

"How about we take a second or two and scope out a couple of rooms each and come back in ten minutes? Or less." He doesn't much like the idea of splitting up; if that makes him seem paranoid, well, he has no problem admitting that.

[thering]

"Very well. Holler out if your face is getting eaten by a mirror phantom." Doc's only half-joking. But actually do scream so he'll know to come running.

He'll take the room adjacent to Coulson so they're not splitting up too far away from each other. Even with barely any light filtering into the room, it's nigh impossible to ignore the mirror and the wispy spectre watching him move about the room but he's doing his best to keep his head turned away from it.

Eventually Doc makes his way into the bathroom and he's making do with unscrewing a towel rail after yanking and rattling on it, keeping his head down pointedly not looking at the mirror as he pries the rail off its holders. It's a lightweight hollow metal cylinder but it's better than nothing. Resisting the urge to swing it at the mirror, Doc returns to the corridor and ambles down the corridor slowly, trying to keep his nerves in check. He is renowned for being an ambidextrous gunfighter and no one's ever outdrawn him but it doesn't feel like it means shit right now.

"Mister Coulson?" he whisper-shouts, pausing in his step when the scratching resumes in the ceiling. An open door slams shut and he jumps, head whipping around at the noise.

"Coulson? This is not the time for modesty." Is he getting changed in there into his serial killer poncho or something? Jesus Christ.