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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[ghosthuntuk]

A name is good enough for her to go by, at least. She makes a mental note to remember the name in case she ever comes across him.

"Has anyone talked about finding themselves in a maze or- or.... hallways that don't make sense, anything like that at all?" Her questions are specific because she's thinking of something very specific.

[waywardsister]

Claire shudders and wraps her arms around herself in dismay.

"Well, my first little side trip to that mansion... not a maze, but this stupid ass corridor just kept repeating. Not sure if that was a loop or just horrifically identical corridors, though. Thought I was going crazy in there, but then I found a landing and got elsewhere."

She inspects Melanie, lips pursed slightly - not that Melanie can see.

"Why, you find something like that here?

[ghosthuntuk]

"No... No, not here. But- there's something where I'm from that can do that. Every time I hear more about this place, it just sounds more and more like a playground for the powers I know of at play in the world at home." She can't help feeling that way, there's just so much evidence that points to it.

[waywardsister]

"What kind of powers are we talking here? Djinn, tricksters? Grigori?"

She knows that those like to trap people in alternate or dream realities, either for their own amusement or to harvest them for one sort of energy or other.

Nasty buggers, the lot of them.

[ghosthuntuk]

"I don't even know what a Grigori is..." She admits, shaking her head. "No, they- it's hard to explain, but they're like... physical manifestations of fears. They have varying powers, but they all essentially feed on our fear. Infect the world with pieces of themselves. Does that make sense?" She's never sure it does, from the outside, really.

[waywardsister]

"Fuck. Sounds like a shit deal. Makes sense, just... not something we have where I'm from, I think. I hope. I prefer shit like vampires and ghouls. Shit you can fight - I mean, how do you fight that?"

Claire shakes her head, lips purses.

"Unless you're just not scared, I guess. Grigori are like... a type of angel who turned bad. Assholes who feed on souls."

[ghosthuntuk]

"It's worse than it sounds," she scoffs softly, shaking her head. "Not easily," she admits wryly. "The Entities mark people, draw them in, give the darker parts of the person they're infecting purpose. For me, it was my anger, with The Slaughter." She still hears the music, sometimes, but it's faint, a distant memory of a song she can't quite remember like she should. She misses it more than she'd like to admit.

"Angels. Huh..." She doesn't sound doubtful or skeptical at all, just some mix of curious and confused by the idea of it. They certainly weren't real in where she was from, near as she knew. She supposes if they were, they'd have interfered with the non-God-given Apocalypses.

[waywardsister]

"The Slaughter? Well, at least their branding isn't subtle, I guess."

Digging into anger? Yeah, there's something nasty and familiar. Claire wonders if such entities exist in her world - there's all the other crap that goes bump in the night - why wouldn't this be a thing, too?

"So like, does it control you? Brainwash you?"

[ghosthuntuk]

"They are all pretty on the nose, yeah." She admits with a slight chuckle. Melanie hasn't given it much thought, just how far the Entities of her world's reach might go. Logically? It could be argued to cross all sorts of universes, they didn't technically belong to hers anyway, just sort of next to it in a pocket that allowed them their influence. "It can, sometimes. But doesn't always? They're messy, and they don't really have hard-and-fast rules, but there are general...I don't know- guidelines? Things get very criss-crossed, a lot of them are very similar, sometimes they work together... it's a mess," she admits with a slight shake of her head.