villagelogs | 028-029 » the winds of change

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.

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.

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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... okay, first off- why eat? I mean, they could have all just vanished. Walked in to the fog, never to be seen again, because the fog is apparently lethal and maybe- maybe it melts people? Do we even know? Because I feel like this is something we should know about.

[Deep breath, Coldwater, maybe it's not people-melting-fog?]

Or-or, maybe... so, have you ever heard of the Madness Maker? Or Scarlatti's Web? They're not the same thing, but. So, the Madness Maker was a magician, who found a way to. Well, drive other magicians insane. With these-these impossible riddles and pointless games. This... could be something like that.

[Quentin exhales loudly and rubs a hand down his face, jesus.] Or, maybe I'm just off somewhere, dreaming all of this.

We don't know it the fog melts people. We know it suffocates them.

( Maybe it melts their insides. ,b>)

You're not. Or, you could be. We all could be. We could be in some collective dream. But it's not our own. What about the Madness Maker.

He's the one who-- he made all these games? Riddles with no answer and games where the rules keeps changing, so you can't ever win. And there's always, always another puzzle to solve or another game to win, because if you win-- well, everything will be fine. It's all going to be perfect. Like-- like the Sphinx. The myth about the Sphinx, you answer the riddle and you get to go to the finish line.

Except, he changed the rules. With magic. And just-- kept people, until they went insane. Now the Scarlatti Web? That's a... very complex spell and it needs to be fueled continuously? By the caster. But, it traps you. Inside your own mind. For forever. It-- it breaks you. That's what it does. That's what both of those do.

[Personal experience? They both suck.]

Look, I don't know about -- either of those. The Scarlatti Web, you ever hear of it being performed on twenty-five, thirty people at once?

( Doesn't sound doable. )

These puzzles, they don't seem like they're trying to redefine insanity. We do that ourselves. What else you got?

I-- no? But just because I haven't heard about it, doesn't mean it can't happen. I mean, I've never heard of this place, and that's still going on.

[But it's not very likely, true. He slump defeated in his chair, and just kind of concentrates on looking at the top of his shoes.]

Nothing? Okay. I've got... absolutely nothing. There's nothing here, and I even talked to that kinda scary girl over there -[Quentin's hand flails in Claire's general direction]- and-and it's. Nothing fits. That's why I came over here, because maybe you knew.

( He smirks. )

You uh, you think Claire over there is scary?

[Still watching his shoes until he realizes that Dean is actually pointing at someone.]

Jesus. Yeah. She was-- [his hands flail in the air like that explains it] And very, uhm, friendly? Helpful? It's fine.

Scary and friendly. Lethal combo.

( Still smirking. )

She'll save you from something before she kills you herself. You want her in the dark alley if something's after you. Just saying.

[Looking at Claire, Quentin can easily believe it. She has some of that hard glossy armor, like Margo. All danger wrapped up in heels and flawless makeup, except this woman doesn't really wear heels?]

Yeah, I. I am sure she could. Or that, you know, she could kick my ass. Or save it, I guess. But also, she had super notes on- a lot of things from around here. I'm just trying to make sense of all of this and- you know? Nothing does.

( Or flawless make-up. It's not really her style. )

It doesn't. But, it will.

( He doesn't fucking know if it will, but he still says it to reassure him. )

I should get back to Cas. Dude's nursing a wicked hangover. But, uh, you come to 1301 if you need anything, okay? Or, call. We're here.

I-uh, sure? Yeah, I'll... figure something out.

[And because, well, Dean has been kind. Ish. And made him food, Quentin adds-]

Be careful.

028-029 » the winds of change

No shoes, no shirt, no service. No pants is fine, tho

Totally fine, but you need shoes and a shirt. Pantsless and fancy free

fancy-ass pants. Sounds like chaps but with extra steps

assless, though? that is the important question

They wouldn't very fancy, if they weren't

boom

... goes the fancy-ass?

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