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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[abrightboy]

He sighs.

“Profiling is not a party trick,” he tells her. “And I’m not a performing monkey. I came to see if you needed anything because I was heading for the kitchen and you didn’t look entirely comfortable. I didn’t realize there would still be a problem in the... sober light of day. I will take the long way, as suggested.”

He tilts his head in her direction by way of bidding adieu and continues towards the kitchen.

[bonified]

It wasn't going to be that easy for him. Wynonna turns and follows.

"I think it's a pretty fair question to ask, really. Why do you get to ask all the questions and I can't ask one? Is it default? Do you see everyone as someone to note, observe and deduce people like they're just another criminal you're profiling? I think it's people like you that do your behavioural analysis bullshit of people who then end up institutionalized or in jail because that's what you get paid for."

She keeps remarkably calm throughout her speech, given how close it hits home with her.

[abrightboy]

Malcolm stops, turning to look at her, to meet her gaze.

“You can ask me anything you want about myself, but I’m not performing for you. I think you’ll find that everyone I’ve institutionalized has been a murderer, because that’s the kind of case I work on. Murders.” He pauses and his eyes widen slightly. “Oh. Oh. You and your mother were both institutionalized because you killed someone and said you were defending the world from the supernatural and they didn’t believe in that so they said you were crazy. So now you think I put killers away when... what? They could be perfectly innocent demon slayers? I promise only two of them ever blamed demons, but if I owe them an apology, I’ll go see them as soon as we get out of here, okay?”

[bonified]

He wasn't getting it. Malcolm wasn't understanding at all. Telling him anything about herself that first day was her fault, but him using it against her in that condescending way, like it's meant to drive home how crazy she is makes her want to punch him again. Instead, she huffs out a sardonic note and shakes her head.

"I don't think you should be making those decisions about anyone being the son of a serial killer yourself who's just as cuckoo. What do they call that? Conflict of interest? Fuck off, Malcolm."

Wynonna is done and so takes her leave.

[abrightboy]

It’s been a while since kids on the playground called him ‘psycho like your dad’, but he’s not twelve anymore.

“I did try to fuck off,” he reminds her as she walks away.