062 » that moment of experience / part i

[villagemod]

WHO: Everyone.
WHERE: Eastern/Central/Southern/Western Mathias
WHEN: Day 062
WHAT: A storm rains destruction upon the town.
WARNINGS: (PM this account to have a warning added!)
NOTES: Plotting post over here! Part II details are below.

RECOMMENDED ♫ Deadly Avenger "Creeper"

DAY 062
THAT MOMENT OF EXPERIENCE
“A story has no beginning or end: arbitrarily one
chooses that moment of experience from which to
look back or from which to look ahead.”
— Graham Greene
The day begins like any other might. The clouds occasionally part to give glimpses of the sun, offering a bit of hope that the hours might pass without incident. It is a hope that is soon dashed, however, for midday brings with it a suddenly darkening sky. Those near the beach will be able to see the ocean churning as all light seems to be bled from the day, the sky darkening into a purplish-black more quickly than is natural, the process taking a mere ten minutes from start to finish.

And then it begins.

The rain is so heavy and pouring so fast that the ground cannot take it all in, sending rivers down streets and leaving lawns as lakes. The winds blow in gusts so strong that they could knock someone over, and the lightning that arcs brightly through the sky is immediately followed by thunder that shakes the town to its core, the tremors almost reminiscent of the earthquakes that plagued the town only days ago.

For some, the storm will be another nuisance of mother nature, forcing them to remain wherever they were before its sudden approach. But for others, it will be far more than that, for this storm is seeking revenge on those who sought to destroy the town. Destruction will rain down and it will not stop until its vengeance is satisfied.




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. If nothing else, the cowboys' homemade moonshine should do the trick.

---

ABOUT THE STORM
The storm will begin at midday and last until late into the night, only calming in the early hours of the morning. The heavy rain will flood the streets, though it will not be enough to flood the buildings themselves (except as noted below), and the winds and thunder will shake the town with such strength that it will almost seem as if the town is trying to tear itself apart.

But this is not a simple storm. For those residents who took part in any way in the destruction of the Town Hall, History Museum, or Stoker Park house, they will find the storm will destroy their shelter in some fashion. This can include broken windows, caved-in roofs, flooding from the rain, or even lightning striking the building. The details are up to player choice but something will be damaged by the storm.

— All damage to buildings will be repaired by the dawn of the following day as if it never happened at all. There is no way to witness this process taking place.
— If a resident is sheltering in a shared living space with others who did not take part in the destruction of the town, you may choose to have only your character's section of that location damaged. However...
— The storm's focus will follow the resident if they move to another area or location, meaning that the new location will also suffer damage in some way.
— Only those who took part in the town destruction in some way will be targeted by the storm, but innocent bystanders can be caught up in the situation as well.

---

CONDITIONS UPDATE

— 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.

— DISAPPEARANCES continue! Ellie has vanished while others have returned.

— ALCOHOL supplies have run dry, save for any dregs that have been squirreled away by individual residents. Moonshine can still be acquired by those in desperate need.

---

OOC NOTES

— NEW MAP Thanks so much to Scy for this amazing new map of Mathias!

— PROJECT HELP Your mod needs help with some projects!

— PART II The next part of the log series will be have characters divided up (by OOC choice, not IC) into groups, so be sure to sign up for one asap. Anyone who doesn't make the deadline will be automatically assigned to an available spot.

— UPDATES Don't forget to report updates as they come up! Changes to locations (like toppling a few bookshelves in the library), big plots you have coming up that will affect the game (parties, major property destruction, etc), or exciting discoveries that may tie into the game's mythology (even the things provided by the mod) are very helpful to have in one place so relevant page updates can be made. IC events are also helpful to know about in advance so they can be included in the log write-ups.

— MOD STATUS The usual reminder that it's just Amy steering this ship, so things will are going to be pretty slow for a while. Apologies in advance, and please don't feel shy about pestering me if you're stuck waiting for something. (All outstanding matters will be taken care of in the next few days!)

navigation | faq | locations | report updates

Comments

[conning]

Neal's chest feels squeezed, and he holds Doc a little closer. He's only ever had daydreams of being a father. The imagined happiness of imagined futures, with imagined children, imagined partners. But Doc and Raylan--they have children. Or they will, in Raylan's case. It's not some far-off possibility. Worse, neither one of them have a chance at the domesticity and peace that parenthood should come with. Raylan, at least, has the comfort of knowing his daughter is reasonably safe.

"To protect her?" It's an easy assumption to make, given the lives Wynonna and Doc seem to lead.

[thering]

"Does it matter?" Doc asks the growing body of water seeping into the garage. "Is that what anyone wants to hear?" Lord knows the man with unresolved abandonment issues - just one of many issues that comes with the cowboy baggage - thinks he understands how it is to be given up on.

"We abandoned her all the same. I abandoned her." Doc has never been one to shoot and run away. He always follows through, even knowing full well that he would come to regret his rash actions in the future. It had been more important to him to be a man who is resolute than someone who changes his mind or loses heart partway through. He can handle being a coward a lot better these days, but. This feels... worse than cowardly.

"Am I a bad man?" he asks Neal, turning to face him even though they are both sitting in the dark and can barely make each other's silhouettes out in the dim ambient lighting. A part of him yearns so desperately to be told he isn't, but the other part of him, small but not insignificant, knows he is. Not necessarily by circumstance but by choice, also. Circumstance is just a convenient way to explain some bad choices.

omfg i thought i replied to this

[conning]

"We all are," Neal says softly. He would say no if he believed it. But he doesn't. "All of us."

A soft noise of amusement, a small sliver of a smile. "Well, maybe not Malcolm, but the rest of us."

He brushes a stray bit of hair back from Doc's face, feeling a little odd at the intimacy of the moment and being grateful for it, too. "None of us are good men, or at least we haven't been. We can be, though. The option is always there."

it's okay no worries :D

[thering]

There's just the slightest flinch when Neal touches his face in the dark, but he doesn't shy away from it.

"Life was easier when I was dying," Doc says quietly as the cold and wet starts soaking through his clothes and into his skin. He could make any decision based on the here and now, take what he wanted, hurt anyone he pleased, and not care so much for the repercussions. Sometimes that is what drives him crazy with the recklessness in this house. He can't be that man anymore.

"I am tired." And this Sisyphean effort of making the hard choices, righting old wrongs, being better, it all don't seem to amount to much right now.

"You must be too. Should get some rest."

[conning]

The door shuts, and Neal lets his hand drop. His smile is a small, sad little thing, a courtesy of an expression.

"Life is always simpler with a deadline." No pun intended. He gets up, offering Doc a hand. "At least change clothes if you're going to take a nap."

Neal doubts Doc will actually sleep, but it's a way to get him into something dry, he hopes.

[thering]

It's not easy for anyone in this house to keep that door open. Doc has tried several tactics himself on the others. Nearly lost his fingers and toes in the process of refining his approach to different people. He's probably even more stubborn and resistant. There are so many thoughts, so many conflicting things he feels that if he lets anyone stay for too long, all the compartmentalised skeletons might burst out of doors bulging at the hinges and crush them to death.

He will be persuaded to take a bath and get some sleep, so Neal won't have to worry about that too much. He will put himself back together again. Wear a poker face, flirt over dinner, act like nothing happened the night prior. Tomorrow is a new day to be his old self.

He takes Neal by the wrist and moves to stand, resisting the temptation to apologise. There has been enough weakness already.

"Do let me know, if the water is coming into your room upstairs." He's not sure at this stage what he can do about it. But they're not just going to lie around and wait to drown and die.