059-061 » the place where you stop the story

[villagemod]

WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central/Southern Mathias
WHEN: Day 059-061
WHAT: Time returns to "normal" and Mathias grants a reprieve.
WARNINGS: (PM this account to have a warning added!)
NOTES: Plotting post over here! The next log will be posted the weekend of May 15th May 22nd.

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DAY 059-061
A BRIEF REPRIEVE
“There is no real ending. It’s just
the place where you stop the story.”
— Frank Herbert
Residents awake to a peaceful morning with the sun shining and earth remaining still. There is no unsettling shaking to rouse them at dawn, and time has continued moving onward as they slept. Whatever state they were in the night before, they remain that way now, for good or for bad.

On the surface, there seems to be little lasting effect on the tiny town from that strange series of days, save for the memories of any traumatic experiences residents may have faced — but there are always consequences within Mathias. The perpetrators of acts against the town are tormented by nightmares of those acts being used against them, and those who did not raise a hand to stop those acts of destruction may yet face consequences of their own. For now, however, the unwilling townspeople should do their best to rest and recover from the disturbing ordeals of late, for this reprieve from the madness shall surely be shortlived.




THE NEW ARRIVALS
The newest arrivals to Mathias will wake up on the beach near The Grey Gull. It's a bit chilly out with their wet clothes, but surely there's something to help warm them inside the restaurant. They may even find some alcohol within — and not just the cowboys' homemade moonshine.

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CONDITIONS UPDATE

— THE HISTORY MUSEUM has not fared well with the return of "normal" time. The once esteemed wooden building is now a charred ruin, the recent fire leaving behind little of the contents within for study. The structure is unstable and it is not wise to venture into the ruins for long.

— THE WEATHER conditions remain fairly typical for early fall: warm days and cool nights. It feels almost like spring arriving except that there fewer red and orange leaves on the ground and more of them oddly returning to the trees and slowly fading to green. It's like watching one of those nature documentaries that have a timelapse of the seasons, only it's going in reverse.

— THE FOG has retreated from some areas!

— Residents may now wander the southern stretch of the forest surrounding Mathias Township — it is possible to leave the paths but potentially unwise to do so.
— The fog has also retreated farther into the western section of town, now stretching across town between Stine Road and Shelley Drive. This has revealed the Chasm in the earth that stretches from one side of town to the other between Stine and Hill Lane.
— Access to the northern section of the forest is still blocked beginning a few dozen yards past the treeline; this section of fog will urge residents to stay huddled within the town proper by inducing a physical reaction of panic and fear.

— DEATHS & DISAPPEARANCES continue! Max Guevara has vanished into the fog. Claire Novak's body can be spotted on Day 059 facedown at the bottom of the Chasm between Hill and Stine, near Phillips Drive; by the morning of Day 060, her body will be gone. (Attempts may be made to reach her body but will likely not end well for those involved. Such attempts should be reported under Exploration.)

— ALCOHOL is still in Mathias! Just barely. (Supply is running very low after recent town events.) A small stock of beer and cheap wine may be found at the General Store, and some homes may have a small store of alcohol in the fridge or pantry. The Grey Gull was also restocked with its lower-end offerings of a variety of alcohol types. (Alcohol does not replenish as food does.)

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[citharede]

Athena didn't register the lack of earthquake, either.

What she registered was the fact that she woke up in a bed.

She threw herself out from under the covers with a victorious yell, charging down the stairs in oversized pajamas to find coffee sitting ready in the kitchen. What would, without a doubt, be the best cup of coffee she had had in a week.

She opened one of the cupboards--and grinned.

A few minutes later, Athena practically skipped onto the front porch, bearing a bowl of coffee that has way more in it than she reasonably needs to consume. She plopped down next to Tim, just barely keeping her coffee bowl from sloshing, spirits lighter than she would have thought possible.

With the air of someone who could not be more pleased with themselves if they tried, she said, "I can't decide if it's lucky or not that the mugginess hasn't broken."

[walkingtrigger]

He'd heard the yelling and the dulcet tones of little feet careening down the stairs, sounding like they were in combat boots. He took a long sip of his coffee and went back to balancing his elbows on his knees; waiting.

In short order the perpetrator of the crime against tasteful humor alighted onto the steps beside him with her ... bowl of coffee. Tim briefly considered Athena hyped up on that much caffeine and his eyebrows scrunched then bounced in an expression of acceptance that there was fuck all he could do about it.

Then ... she punned again.

"Gettin' some mileage out of this, aren't you?"

[citharede]

She took the most innocent of sips from her bowl, one that turned into a loud slurp mostly because she was a brat. "I have no idea what you're talking about."

[walkingtrigger]

Tim rolled his eyes, because quite honestly what the fuck else was he going to do this shit was funny. It was funny and he was not her goddamn father. More like the older brother who occasionally looked up from his video games long enough to remind her not to do stupid shit. Unless it benefited him.

This mug business? Well honestly it was pretty amusing, he was going to enjoy Raylan's expression when he saw this shit and at the end of the day she was going to be picking the mugs up off the lawn.

[citharede]

"You love it," she says cheerfully. "I can tell from the nonjudgmental quality of your silence."

[walkingtrigger]

"Nonjudgemental quality of my silence," Tim repeated, lifting his coffee up to take a sip. "More like my understated, unholy glee at the idea of you picking all this shit up."

It was both, actually. Absolutely both.

[citharede]

"Its an art installation. I can't clean it up until at least this afternoon."

She stretches her legs out in front of her, taking another slurp from her coffee bowl.