028-029 » the winds of change

[villagemod]

WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central Mathias.
WHEN: Days 028-029
WHAT: A town meeting is called.
WARNINGS: Will update as necessary. PM this account to have a warning added!
NOTES: Plotting post over here!

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DAY 028
SOMETHING ON THE WIND
Another day dawns in the fair town of Mathias. The sky is a blanket of light grey, tiny specks of snow lightly falling as the hours pass. It makes the town feel almost quaint, the scenery quite peaceful in its winter garb. But beneath the veneer of peace there is a pervasive dread of something approaching. Something inevitable is on the wind, something that has come before and will come again...

Throughout the day, residents will consistently experience feelings of deja vu, that sense of having done or seen or said something before that can never be fully recalled. It happens again and again, tugging at the back of their minds, the memories just frustratingly out of reach.

Residents will also notice a note pinned around town:




The note can be found on the town hall's bulletin board and the front doors of many town establishments, including the Grey Gull, the library, and the boarding house. At the bottom of the note it is specified that the meeting will take place "tomorrow, when the sun is over the town square."


NEW ARRIVALs
The newest arrivals to Mathias will wake on the frozen lawn of the town hall atop a snowdrift. They had best hurry inside and get warmed up before hypothermia sets in.

DAY 029
A GATHERING OF MINDS
In the late afternoon when the sun hangs over the town square, residents will converge upon the Town Hall, where a larger meeting room has been filled with rows of chairs. After most people arrive, John Constantine stands and addresses the room... and then sits again. A grand introduction, truly.

Residents are encouraged to share their experiences and information they have gathered in the town while holding questions until the end. Rather than getting tangled in the intricacies of each person's tale, it seems better to absorb the broad strokes and try to connect the puzzle pieces to get a look at the bigger picture that is the mystery of Mathias Township.


THE INEVITABLE
As the meeting comes to an end and residents begin to converse among themselves, the feeling of something approaching and sense of deja vu begin to build, becoming almost oppressive as night falls. An hour after nightfall, residents learn the reason for these sensations that cease immediately as the earth begins to rumble. The buildings shake, furniture tumbles, and breakables crash to the floor as the earthquake sets in without warning.

The tremors last around a minute, far longer than a normal earthquake, and then the town settles again. There are no aftershocks, which many may note is quite unusual. Residents will find quite a bit of mess in their homes and other locations around town, but there is no structural damage to be found despite the intense shaking.

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CONDITIONS UPDATE

— THE WEATHER is fairly typical of a northern winter. The sky is grey, the temperature hovers just below freezing during the day (colder at night), and a light snow falls during both days. Residents should bundle up when going outside and not venture too far into the dark night...

— 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 with Sherlock Holmes being the latest victim of the town's unsettling whims.

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OOC NOTES

— TOWN MEETING STRUCTURE The town meeting section of the log is designed for characters to share any information they would like to with the other residents in attendance. ICly, characters should "hold questions until the end" with the intent that they can get the Big Picture first and connect any dots they see. OOCly, this means players should post their character's information sharing tag in the Meeting section, but the actual conversation about whatever they share happens after the meeting proper in the Mingle section. That way, these conversations can happen however players prefer, be that one-on-one or in small or large groups.

— HOUSING Please be sure your character's housing arrangements are up to date on our list. We're missing a few people and it really helps to know where everyone is for planning. Frequent updates for wandering characters are perfectly acceptable.

— THE BULLETIN BOARD has been updated. Players should note there is a change to the wall near the board that may be of great interest to some residents.

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Comments

[cholesterol]

"What do her foster parents think of her business prospects?" Or, not prospects, but what actually happens. What she's doing. Is she discouraged? Encouraged? That she's getting the chance matters. "I'm a little surprised the US Marshal is pulling for her," he says. "Weed."

But, he's also impressed. Everything he learns about Raylan, he likes.

"Nobody likes seagulls anywhere," he says. "This whole place is depressing. Maybe we'll be what's not depressing about it."

[tinstar]

"Very likely they don't know. It'll give 'em more grief in the end, they only gotta get her through high school." He was very lax on this kind of stuff, if only because he knew that Loretta had made up her mind. She knew what she was going to do with her life, even if she didn't realize it yet.

Raylan shrugged and smiled, not ashamed at all of his stance on it. "That's an issue for the great state of Kentucky; not the federal Marshal Service. He wasn't as much of a Suit as Dean might have originally thought.

"I'll look into supplying the Gull, maybe start cleaning it over the next few days. Better than ransackin houses, I suppose." He smiled crookedly as he thought about it. "Maybe you bring that record player. I'm sure we're not the only ones wishin' to hear that kinda stuff again."

[cholesterol]

"Damn," he replies, rubbing his chin and then gesturing. Yeah, he's not. He'd think of Raylan as a suit without hesitating, but not when he gets to know him. Raylan's more than a suit. He's been through it. He had a shit dad. He upheld the law, but he knew the difference. He saw the nuance.

"I'll help," he says in response, nodding. "And I'll bring the records. But, bartender on shift picks the music." That he adds, holding a finger up. "How about, uh, tomorrow morning if things aren't ass-up, come by 1301. We can head to the Gull first thing."

[tinstar]

The nuances that the law didn't see, Raylan Givens did, for better or worse depending on who you were and what you were doing. It mattered, gave context. Somethings were better left unreported.

"Fair enough. Like Car radio rules. Driver chooses." His face shrugged, head bobbing in agreement.

"Yeah, sure. Take in the stock of the place. How's about 9 strike you? I don't know how early a riser your house is. Some of ours is.. 4 am early but don't worry, I ain't go anywhere that time of morning."

[OOC: Want me to throw a starter at dean for this for day 29?]

[cholesterol]

"Shotgun shuts his cake hole. You get me." Did they just become best friends? He fought with Sam about this in their early road tripping years. And, didn't love when it was Sam driving, considering some of the songs and bands he slipped in there. But, that's exactly what he's thinking.

"9 strikes just fine." Do not even mention 4 in the morning, you heathen. His brother will probably still wake up early and go for a run every day like the Terminator he is. "It's Doc isn't it?"

The earliest riser?

( OOC: It is Day 29! So, on Day 30 we can do one on the next log. Or, if you'd like to ask the mods what efforts they'd need to use to try and fix up... )

[tinstar]

Raylan scoffed and grinned. He'd never heard that half before, but it fit. He hadn't been often accused of 'getting' someone, so he'd take it. He also didn't listen to a lot of radio so his tolerances were fairly easy going.

"Nine it is." It'd probably be like 9:30, really. He wasn't the most punctual man in the world unless he had an important place to be and even then, it was questionable.

"Hm? Oh. No, not Doc. You really don't hear anythin'?" He shrugged with his face, obviously surprised. He'd give a real answer with another push, if Dean was really curious.

[OOC: You know what's funny; I checked and everything, my bad. I will certainly ask our mod that though!]

[cholesterol]

"You talking about the bloodcurdling screaming every morning? That comes from your house?" He just thought that was another feature of this freaky town...

( OOC: All good! Sounds good! )

[tinstar]

"I thought that might be the case," he said, nodding and tonging the side of his teeth for a second before shrugging. "Can't do much about it, but. That one ain't all Mathis. Needless to say, one of us is always up after it. If y'all happen to need anythin'..."

[cholesterol]

"Yeah, I'll remember if it wakes me up and I want the name of the nightmare child," he says, slowing down as he talks because, he's had nightmares, too. So's Sam. "They don't ease off? The nightmares?"

[tinstar]

"Pretty sure whoever answers the door will take the complaint," he said, lips faintly curling in a passing barely there smile. Not that he thought Dean would do it, but the house wasn't going to give up their screamer.

"But not really no. Some nights are better than others. Some nights we catch it before it gets too loud and long. Some nights we're fighting through that part. I think this place is makin' it worse." He took a deep breath and glanced around. Almost everyone in their house had nightmares; it was just the one that got loud. "Anyway. I'm just grateful every day the sun comes back up. Even that's not a for sure thing here."

wrap?

[cholesterol]

"Me too," he admits. "Let us know if things get unwieldy." With Malcolm's nightmares. They're nightmare experts. And Cas, especially could help. But, that's a tidbit he will share later in the day or the next time Cas comes up.

Yeah sure, let's ftb, let them chat on and handwave some small talk.

[tinstar]

"Between Doc Henry, myself and the other two we've collected - Neal Caffery and Negan.. Just Negan, I don't know if it's his first or last name. We should be alright but if we need help.." Raylan nodded. "I'll let you know. I can't say it'll all be the same so I'm tryin' to stay flexible."

He looked over as they kept walking. "Assuming you guys can handle tackling a tiny tank.."