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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Comments

[setthetone]

All right...

[Practical application. He can do that.

He's a bit awkward and jerky with the movements, giving each letter a little unnecessary push as if pressing them into clay, but before long he manages to spell out his name.]

Hey, I think I'm getting the hang of this...

[That's honestly an overstatement but he's motivated?]

[silentretribution]

[She smiled at him, pleased with his progress as well as his enthusiasm. It was almost like learning another language, and given English hadn't been her first, she knew how difficult this sort of thing could be.

She repeated the motion, signing his name back to him. A gentle correction for the jerky motions, but really, he didn't need it that much. He seemed able to pick it up.]

I'll show you the sign for emergency.

[It was probably the easiest sign that she could show him. An "E" being shook back and forth quickly like a siren light. It would certainly convey the message that was something wrong, if they needed it.]

[setthetone]

Kind of sad we'll probably need it, huh?

[It's not something he likes to think about, what else the town might have in store for them. He doesn't think he could make it through the days if he did. Just like he can't think about home too much or the ache in his heart would make it impossible to function in this awful place.]

Did you teach people back at home, too? You mentioned your kid helping you out...

[It's a gentle prod, ready to back out if it's a sensitive subject but he realizes he doesn't really know all that much about her.]

[silentretribution]

It might be more important than anything. [Especially in the clinic, given the number of deaths and injuries there were. This would at least be more simple than full signs...

...but not as simple as yelling. Something that she missed often in this place.

Her face became solemn as she reflected on those few that understood her once. That number had become 0 since coming here, but there was a time where she could at least live like others.]

My husband and his son, as well as my father in law. I had a friend that could sign.