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The Village Mod ([personal profile] villagemod) wrote in [community profile] villagelogs2021-06-24 04:57 pm

065-071 » assign to oblivion / part iii

WHO: Everyone
WHERE: Mathias Township proper
WHEN: Days 065-071
WHAT: The residents of Mathias reunite under unnerving conditions.
WARNINGS: (PM this account to have a warning added!)
NOTES: Plotting post over here!

RECOMMENDED ♫ Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross "Outside"





DAY 065-071
ASSIGN TO OBLIVION

“No matter how much time passes, no matter what takes
place in the interim, there are some things we can never
assign to oblivion, memories we can never rub away.”
— Haruki Murakami


Only two days have passed since the town was fractured, leaving residents cut off from those they'd come to know and even care for. A mere two days of wandering the new streets, uncovering more secrets that continue to make little sense of this strange place. Two days with sunrises, sunsets, and nights that seem like any other.

And yet.

When residents wake on this third day, they will find that much has changed. All around them, wherever they may be, there are signs that time has passed without them. Dust covers everything, indoors and out, even areas that were spotlessly clean seemingly hours ago. The residents themselves are covered as well, dust clinging to their hair, skin, and clothing—

Clothing that they may not have been wearing when they went to sleep. Each resident, regardless of the state they were in previously, is now clad in a pair of white pajamas, with long pants and button-up shirts. Those who thoroughly explored Baneberry Hall will easily recognize these articles as identical to those well-stocked in the decaying great house. On top of this, the clothes they wore from home have disappeared, along with anything else they may have brought with them when they arrived or items from home that have been found within the borders of Mathias.

There is no sign that anyone has entered their place of shelter, nor is there any sign of what may have been done with these items or how they came to be wearing these clothes. The dust all around them is undisturbed, almost as if they had been sleeping there for quite some time, though it seems impossible for such a thing to have occurred naturally.


THE NEW ARRIVALS

The newest arrivals to Mathias will wake up on the lawn of Town Hall, at the center of the little town square. They, too, are bereft of any items from home and clothed in the identical white pajamas. There are shops all around them, with houses just beyond, and at first glance, everything seems almost picturesque. Except for the silence that is at times so complete as to be maddening... Welcome to Mathias.






SUMMERTIME

— When summer arrives, so too does an outdoor stand in front of the General Store. Sporting a handpainted sign proclaiming Whateley Farm, the stand is overflowing with a variety of produce: berries, plums, carrots, cabbage, cucumbers, green beans, leeks, onions, peppers, potatoes, zucchini, tomatoes, and garlic bulbs. These do not replace the produce offerings normally found inside the market, but they do behave strangely. The stand replenishes sporadically, sometimes every other day or every five days. There is no discernible pattern to when it replenishes, nor is there any sign of how it came to be there at all.

— With the now-complete reverse change of season, much of the autumn debris has cleared from around town. Only a few stray leaves and fallen branches remain, their crisp colors at odds with the warm summer days. The forest has also cleared of much of the fall detritus, making it easier to both follow the paths and potentially spy things that might be out of the ordinary.







CONDITIONS UPDATE
THE WEATHER Summer has arrived in Mathias, bringing with it warm days that average 70°F and comfortably cool nights. The skies are clear throughout the week save for Day 68 when a light rain falls from a grey sky throughout the day.

THE FOG has maintained its new boundaries.
— 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 from the western section of town entirely.
— 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 AND DEATHS continue! Max Guevara and Liz Brundy have disappeared, and now that everyone is back together, residents will notice that Yennefer, Number Five, and Tony Stark have also vanished.

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
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 My non-RP life is busy and chaotic and I continue to ask for your forgiveness and understanding as game things continue to be slower, as I cannot promise timely mod responses beyond weekends and even that is not wholly guaranteed.

ITEMS FROM HOME All items from home that characters would normally possess have vanished for this log and will return in the next. This includes clothing and possessions they had when they arrived in Mathias, items that were found in the rain, and items that were found in Baneberry Hall and removed from the property. Items from home that were left behind by other characters no longer in the game have also vanished. (All other items and clothing still remain, it is only items from characters' homes that have disappeared.)

BANEBERRY ITEMS The items from home that were not removed from Baneberry Hall in the last log have vanished from the property. These items will not reappear in the next log. (Please be sure to comment in the appropriate spot on those logs about the state of your character's item for inventory purposes, ie whether they were removed from the property or left behind.)

ACTIVITY CHECK Beginning with June's AC (posted at the start of July), all tags that consist of only dialogue will count as 0.5 points, not just those that occur in an inbox thread — this applies to both AC and AP totals. This adjustment is an extension of what has been in place since the start of the game: that all dialogue-only inbox tags counted for a half-point. Since such tags have occurred regularly in log threads as well, the half-point status is simply being extended to all tags regardless of location in order to be fairer in point distribution. (Examples will be provided in the AC post to assist with proper counting.)


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conning: (screencaptures_858)

[personal profile] conning 2021-06-30 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
None of it is wrong. For all that he keeps telling himself he's not allowed to be mad at Malcolm, he is. He's furious and hurt for reasons that have nothing and everything to do with Malcolm not being angry enough.

He wants to burn Mathias down. He wants to go home. He wants to have someone to curl up with at night, someone who's his, just his, someone he can care about, someone to get him outside his own head.

He loves Malcolm. In so many ways.

And he wanted him for so many of the wrong reasons.

"Fine," Neal says softly. "I don't forgive you. And I won't go home with you. I'm not going to be your after-Mathias consolation prize."
tinstar: (Porch Thinkin)

[personal profile] tinstar 2021-06-30 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think Neal thinks I'm shit on his shoe is what I think." Raylan looked up at Malcolm, eyes redder than normal, how tired he was borne in his face and shoulders. "I think I mighta hurt him more then you somehow and I-" Broke your heart. He felt his throat close up around the words, shook his head and took a bite of his sandwich.

"S'just a lot." All the way around, from Malcolm to Neal to Tim and god bless Henry for somehow avoiding it all. If they could keep that at least, maybe he wouldn't feel like total shit. That was a lie. Feeling like shit was going to be his new to-do top level listing.
myfavoritemurder: (is this what it's like to be Solid Snake)

*HE remembers the Greek is what i meant in that comment above, smh

[personal profile] myfavoritemurder 2021-06-30 07:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[She flicks on a lighter so that he can find her better, and once he's close enough to see, she gestures to the comforter that she's sitting on, and to the small campfire that she'd built out of habit (though it's long since burned out). Isn't it obvious why she's here, Carter?]
Edited 2021-06-30 19:45 (UTC)
setthetone: (neutral - tense)

[personal profile] setthetone 2021-06-30 07:46 pm (UTC)(link)
"Did someone else see?"

He just assumes that's the case.

If he had to relive that memory by himself, he probably wouldn't bring it up in a conversation. Would just add it to the long, long, long list of things he's just dealing with.

But the sharing, the invasiveness of it all... that's something you'd want to get off your chest, he figures. At least that's how it is for him.

"Someone saw mine. That was... hard."
setthetone: (neutral - hesitant)

HELP I totally missed that, my brain just autocorrected I guess

[personal profile] setthetone 2021-06-30 07:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Hi.

[Carter raises his hand in his usual friendly manner as he looks around.]

You live out here? Why?

[He gestures back towards the path he came from, the one that leads into town.]

Why not in town?
likeknives: (Hurt - Don't ask me that Parker)

[personal profile] likeknives 2021-06-30 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah."

He doesn't want to talk about this he doesn't want to talk about this he doesn't want to talk about this hedoesn'twanttotalkaboutthis--

But it just comes out anyway.

"I'm sorry."

He genuinely, truly is. If his was as bad or worse as his own, if they were as bad as the ones he saw--he's so sorry.

"I had a few people see mine. Even someone who was...who was in it."
conning: (screencaptures_203)

[personal profile] conning 2021-06-30 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
Neal doesn't move right away. He knows he won't be allowed to walk away from this. Not yet. There are still a few more bridges to burn.

I get the path you're joyfully fucking dancing down.

Go talk to Raylan, go talk to Malcolm.


Time to talk, he thinks, lurching forward toward the chosen house with a slight limp he didn't see coming.
vampirebats: (pic#14493380)

[personal profile] vampirebats 2021-06-30 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
"Just asking." Negan's never really tactful, but he also doesn't want to get Neal into a shit ton of trouble by going on about their last meet up.

"C'mon, let's head inside at least."
walkingtrigger: (pic#14791796)

[personal profile] walkingtrigger 2021-06-30 07:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The memories, the Mathias-ness of this place were all running around in his head, along with the personal drama breaking out all over his head. Personal drama he'd told Raylan he was okay with, then it blew up and Tim realized he had no where near the experience or slightest idea how to navigate it.

So we'll just go with the memories as the reason for his looking like shit and leave it at that. ]


Exhausted? [ He offered up, giving up with the flipflops on the sand and taking them off to walk barefoot. ] Unless you want to sleep and can't. That's insomnia.
setthetone: (negative - disappointed)

[personal profile] setthetone 2021-06-30 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
"... Me too."

Carter's voice is quiet and gentle. He stuffs his hands in his pockets as they walk.

"Hardison?"

It's a wild guess that's... actually not that wild, knowing that they're from the same world. Not too many people in town who could be part of his memory, he figures.
abrightboy: (a bit upset)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Consolation prize? He’d asked Neal well before any of this happened. But Neal is burning everything down now. The moonshine, the venom.

He tries not to look at stung as he feels, but his face always betrays him at that.

“I understand,” he says quietly. “I’m sorry.” He backs away. “Good-bye, Neal. If you decide you want to come home… you’re welcome there. But I won’t push you anymore.”

Not now that Neal hates him.
conning: (screencaptures_857)

[personal profile] conning 2021-06-30 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
It kills him to see that look on Malcolm's face. It kills him to know what Malcolm must think he feels.

He has Doc. He has Ainsley. Raylan. Negan. He'll be fine.

Neal turns away and walks to the wall, bracing both hands against it as he stares down at his feet and waits for Malcolm to leave. All he has to do is say nothing. That's all he has to do.
likeknives: (Hurt - looking away)

[personal profile] likeknives 2021-06-30 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
Dammit. Eliot pauses in his step, almost tripping. Granted, that was a good guess considering who else could it be besides Parker, but still.

"Yeah, it was Hardison."

He's quiet for a good long while before he finally gathers up the nerve to continue.

"It was a real bad memory, too. I hurt him and he had to relive it from my point of view."
Edited 2021-06-30 20:04 (UTC)
myfavoritemurder: (I'm coming over to punch you in the face)

lmao good because my tag suddenly makes no sense without it

[personal profile] myfavoritemurder 2021-06-30 08:08 pm (UTC)(link)
At a house?

[She wrinkles her nose.]

No. I don't want--

[How does she explain that sleeping indoors reminds her too much of what she'd lost, years ago? How does she tell him that if she slept in a bed and under a roof, she might wake up thinking, even just for a half-second, that her family was alive and her home was unburned and everything was okay?

Her lips twist, and she shakes her head.]


I don't want it.
abrightboy: (inner oh no)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Neal doesn’t say anything. Malcolm’s hand goes into his pocket, closes around the baggie with the licorice flowers in it. He pulls it out, walking up behind Neal to push it into his pocket.

“I’ll miss you,” he murmurs, that waver back in his voice. He feels like he hasn’t stopped crying since yesterday. “Take care of yourself.”

Then he turns and heads for the door.
setthetone: (69)

[personal profile] setthetone 2021-06-30 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Oh."

Carter just lets it sit for a moment, thinking back on all the times he hurt someone and imagining them having to relive it. Having a stranger witness his had been hard enough. But a friend? Someone who was involved?

"Is he mad at you? Are you guys talking?"

He hopes that question is open enough, giving Eliot a chance to talk about the memory without feeling pressured while also checking in on the home front.
conning: (screencaptures_823)

[personal profile] conning 2021-06-30 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
He draws the baggie out of his pocket as soon as Malcolm turns away, looking down at the little flowers inside.

I'll miss you.

You deserve better than this.

He just has to stay silent, he just has to say nothing, he just...

He turns, voice soft, half of him hoping Malcolm doesn't hear. "Wait-- Please."
abrightboy: (you what?)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Malcolm is steps from the door when that comes. He hears it because he was hoping to hear something.

He stops, swallows, braces himself for possibly more lumps to come, then turns.
abrightboy: (consider this)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Malcolm nods gamely, following him into the house.

“Did Neal stay with you last night?” he asks. “He said he might and I haven’t seen him. He didn’t come home.” And Negan didn’t come home. And Raylan didn’t come home. And he and Doc still slept in the garage.

Well. Doc slept at some point, he thinks.
abrightboy: (migraine coming on)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Malcolm doesn’t like this. He doesn’t like any of this. The violence, the anger, the misery. In his family. The one they made. The one that had lived and died together here. Two men he’d literally picked wet chunks of up off the snow.

He doesn’t say anything as they tromp there. When the door is closed behind them, he spies the kitchen and goes to find a kettle.
vampirebats: (pic#14493375)

[personal profile] vampirebats 2021-06-30 08:50 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah..." He scrubs a hand over his face once they're inside, motioning for Malcolm to sit. Neal was definitely here. That was a hell of an adventure that he's also not sure he wants to get into.

"You want anything while I'm up?"
abrightboy: (tears)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 08:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Malcolm nods, picking at his pie.

“Maybe I’m the problem,” he muses quietly.
conning: (screencaptures_207)

[personal profile] conning 2021-06-30 08:55 pm (UTC)(link)
Neal comes closer tentatively, not sure if he has the right to it any more. God, what kind of best friend is he? First breaks into Peter's house, then he lies to Mozzie, then he does this to Malcolm, he when he knew exactly how much it would hurt.

He doesn't deserve any of them.

He holds the flowers out again, slowly, not sure at first what to say.

"I didn't mean that," he says quietly. "I didn't mean any of that, any of it."
tinstar: (Wut)

[personal profile] tinstar 2021-06-30 08:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Raylan looked up sharply, eyebrows furrowing softly. "What? No. You're most assuredly not," he continued with a more confident tone. "He wouldn't be so pissed off at me if he didn't love you as much as he does. Loving you-" ~Is easy cuz you're beautiful~ "Is the opposite of a problem."
abrightboy: (looks up at)

[personal profile] abrightboy 2021-06-30 08:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Malcolm perches just on the very edge of the couch like a baby bird and shakes his head at the offer.

“…Do… do you think you will come home? When everyone cools down?”