villagelogs | 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.
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NOTES: Plotting post over here!

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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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"Don't worry, I have no intention of going into it alone, if at all. The uhm..." He peers at the board beside them and looks to the note written by Malcolm, pointing to it vaguely.

"I don't know what ... carbon monoxide is?" Said with a question as he's not entirely sure he's pronouncing it right, "But I frankly do not wish to find out."

He sighs, tucking away the notes he's taken thus far and motioning towards the door. "Is there somewhere we can go in this town to get a drink or perhaps at least somewhere more comfortable to chat? I'm feeling a little peckish and like there are eyes here."

"If you're looking for a bar or a tavern or a restaurant, you're going to be looking for quite some time. At least one that is actually staffed and has good alcohol."

He sighs, looking towards the door and trying to think of a place to go.

"There's a few places to sit and I might have a bit of leftover moonshine in my room. It's not perfect but it is something."

"Oh, don't worry, considering my predicament my expectations aren't so high as to expect perfection." He smiles softly.

"That is to say, I'd be happy to join you for some Moonshine, as you call it. If you'll have me."

"I don't think we have all that much left so we can finish it off," Elijah says before turning and gesturing for Dorian to follow him. The moonshine had been something he and Elena shared every so often.

He starts walking, expecting Dorian to keep up. The boarding house isn't too far away.

"I would show you around this place but what's there today might not be there tomorrow."

"If you're quite sure, I feel bad draining the last of your stash. But the company would be entirely welcome for the night. I've been warned against sleeping alone." He'll follow along easily, clearly not at all worried about the fact the other is a vampire who may or may not have a reason to attack him and drink his blood. Elijah had said he only does so from willing persons, so he believes him.

"How ominous. Does it change its appearance regularly?"

"Every few weeks, I believe. We just had the crumpled remains of what I believe is a church appear. Or perhaps it was always there and I just never noticed."

But he thinks that it had just not been there one day and then it had been there the next. It points to some powerful magical force running this place but there's no clues as to who or what.

"I've been debating with a friend if these things are here and just cloaked or if they just appear."

"Hm, how curious. I suppose it's worth walking the town every day to keep an eye out for any changes then." It could be any number of things, the Fade is like this, though that place is a dream/nightmare scape and not someplace physical people go often. Let alone where they are made to stay for days, weeks, months. For something like that to occur in reality (is this a real place? are they dreaming? dead? who knows it feels real enough) is highly strange. It could be some strong magical force of whatever brought them here and is keeping them here. If whatever it is can control the fog or make buildings appear or disappear, what else is it capable of? Is it some kind of god-like being?

"How long have you been here?"

That is a good question. He's lost track of time but he doesn't think it's been overly long. It's felt like very long some days but on other days, it hasn't felt long at all. The precise amount of time that he's been there is lost to him.

"Perhaps a few months," he says after some thought. "Maybe shorter. I haven't exactly kept track. I don't think I've seen a calendar since I arrived here. But, it's been at least a month, maybe a little over."

He's going to have to ask Elena if she's kept better track.

"Time feels strange here. I can't exactly explain it but it's strange here."

"I can imagine, being around as long as you have, a few months is likely a blink of an eye for you." On top of the time being a weird thing here in general.

"Time being all wonky probably doesn't help matters. I suppose I should try to find a calendar or make something up as I go. Maybe put ominous carved ticks in a wall somewhere, it'll add to spooky ambiance." He chuckles to himself darkly.

"So, other than a long life, what other benefits are there to being a Vampire?"

"There's a myriad of things that I would consider benefits but this place has tamped down on some of those abilities."

And he hates that. He doesn't know how this place could stifle something that is a part of him but he's noticed it and he hates it.

"If someone were to be injured, my blood could heal them. It doesn't do that here. I also don't heal as fast as I typically would outside of whatever this place is."

Again, he hates it.

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