028-029 » the winds of change

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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

[moderatelymaladjusted]

I... wouldn't really know?

[Why? Does he look like he should be in AA, and Quentin looks down at his clothes. Which, yes, are not all that stylish? But they're clean and since Eliot decided to drink anything remotely alcohol related, Quentin is even sober for this.

What a day.

Quentin clears his throat and shrugs.]

The note did say to bring your own snacks, so maybe whoever wrote it, thought we'd bring it. If we, you know, wanted it. I have a sandwich?

[It's a sad-looking thing, the slices of bread mushed too hard around the meat in the middle. Which is starting to curl at the edges.]

I'm Quentin.

[waywardsister]

[ That is possibly the saddest sandwich Claire has ever seen. Perhaps time to take pity on the guy. If that's his snack of choice, no wonder he looked like he was gonna devour her notebook. ]

Claire. I'd shake your hand, but...

[ She gestures briefly with her right, still bandaged with some spots of blood on it. ]

Lost a fight with a mirror. You looked interested in this?

[ With her other hand, Claire holds up the notebook, cocking an eyebrow in question. ]

How did I miss this?!?!

[moderatelymaladjusted]

Uhm- [You can't just flail an injury around like that and not expect Quentin to keep staring at it. He tears his eyes away from the bandage and back to the notebook.]- yes? I mean, only if you want to, but you mentioned... so much? And you have it all written down and that's- that's what we need. Something comprehensible and- and, yeah.

[It's the first tangible thing in this whole place that might be worth looking in to. Notes! Quentin smiles at down at it, hands flexing at his sides.]

If I could just borrow it, for like- an hour? Two at the most?

All good <3

[waywardsister]

[ Claire worries her lower lip between her teeth. There's something defensive in her eyes, but not hostile. She doesn't know if this is a good idea - handing over her notes. ]

You wanna copy my notes? How very High School of you.

[ She grins, friendly enough. ]

Re: All good <3

[moderatelymaladjusted]

[...]

Uh, what? I- you-- no? Yes?

[Was there even a right answer to this? Yes, I want to copy your notes like this is High School or no, because this is a lot more important than advanced math? Quentin's fingers flex and he clears his throat.]

You just seem to have... really good ones, and really, what good are good ones if they're not even being used? Right? That's-uh- a thing that should happen.

and then *I* took ages

[waywardsister]

[ Claire's grin deepends, like a cat bearing down on a bowl of cream. ]

You spook pretty easy, huh?

[ With a chuckle, she shakes her head a little. ]

Happy to share with the class. Or you, as it were. Just not the notes I have on people. Not in the business of spilling everyone's dirty laundry.

And then me again!

[moderatelymaladjusted]

You- uh, well, that's not really true. I mean, I don't-- I've done things.

[An insult like that is enough to snap Quentin's eyes away from those lovely, lovely notes and back up to Claire's face.]

You're just very-- [he gestures with his hands] and notes on people? Really? That's- so, I'm not saying that it isn't a really good idea, because it really is. And I have... questions? If that's okay? Later. But if I could just, you know, borrow your notes for a little while.

To copy them, and- yeah, make sure we have all the information. In one place. Because that really seems like something everyone could benefit from.

[waywardsister]

[ Claire just watches him for a moment, lets him ramble and stumble, blue eyes torn between disbelief and amusement. ]

Wow. Honestly, big fan of your... everything, Quentin. Sure, you can copy my homework and ask your questions. But I get dibs on any intel you dig up in return too, yeah?