logsinthenight | INTRO LOG: OCTOBER

INTRO LOG: OCTOBER

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: october 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. scavenger hunt prizes are awarded. the ferry capsizes in a blaze of glory.
warnings: n/a.

welcome to beacon.

It's dim, and the room won't stop swaying, gently rocking you back and forth. A loud sound startles you fully awake, a deep, moaning call: a foghorn. As your eyes adjust, you note faint red light streaking through the room from a tiny, round window.

You've found yourself in a private room, lying on a bed. The last things you remember are the events that led up to your death. Beside you is a folded tablet and a lantern that glows steadily with a healthy flame.

You're on a ship. And that ship is docking.

Making your way to the deck, and eventually the pier, you find only moonlight to greet you, and a dark forest beyond. There are other people here, each with their own unique lantern, and many of them look just as lost as you are. On the ferry you've just disembarked from, the speaker system begins to play a song.

In the distance, across the waters of the lake, you can see the tall silhouette of a lighthouse, its red light slowly turning.

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Luckily for all the newcomers, the tablet and the town have some resources available for playing catch up! In fact, as soon as they're prompted to enter a network username, an app containing all sorts of useful welcome information will launch. Newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records in town hall as well, and everyone's welcome to get in touch with the NPCs through their inboxes.

When the ferry docks, it seems as though you've been spared from any weirdness this month! It's good to have a break now and then, isn't it? And if you participated in the scavenger hunt, you're probably eagerly awaiting your promised prize—

But, ohp, what's that sound? Is that the ferry's engine firing up again? The ship roars to life again as some brave mutineers overthrow its autopilot system. Crowley and the Winter Soldier man the ferry's control room while Aziraphale flits between the cargo hold and the deck, attempting to assuage any accidental kidnapees with reassuring words and cake.

Unfortunately, the joyride is shortlived. Between the ferry's complex control panel and the haphazard attempts to override it, all the group manages to do is send the boat charging full speed ahead—which would be great if it wasn't facing the beach. The ferry jolts forward and careens smack into the dock, tearing down the entire structure and punching a sizeable hole in the ferry's hull.

Well, that could've gone better. But there's no time to dwell on the mistakes of the very recent past! The ferry is sinking, and quickly! Looks like you'll have to scramble if you want to save what's left in the cargo hold before the whole thing goes under... And that's gonna be awfully tricky without a dock.

Oh, and maybe save the new arrivals? Make sure they don't drown? But, then again, if they go down with the ship, they'll just show up again in the church... The same can't be said for the restock for the general store!

As smoke billows from the damaged ferry and the last the harbor disappears into the lake, the Lighthouse Keeper appears on the network with a pretty straightforward question. Also, the ferry's song changes, so. That happens.

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Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! For this intro log, you are officially without a chaperone. Rastus is back at the bonfire, Will is characteristically elusive, and Robin is, well, you know where she's at. It's up to the veteran residents to fill in the new folks.

And regarding the ferry disaster... Well, you have some options. Here's what you need to know:
This is a player plot organized by MJ, Xy, and Gail! A big thank-you to them for providing us with this intro log event!

Whether or not your character and any packages addressed to them are affected by this plot is up to you! If you would like to assume your character avoids dealing with this chaos and somehow grabs their delivery without issue, go right ahead!

Similarly, if you're looking for an opportunity to make your character's life harder, injury and death are always on the table! Or maybe it's your package that takes the abuse, lost forever to the lake's depths or washing up all waterlogged a week or two down the road. In short: How you engage with this plot is entirely up to you.

What happens to the ferry and the dock? Within a couple of hours, the ferry will sink completely, and anything on board when it goes down is lost forever. Which bodes super well for the ferry, huh? Sure hope the next batch of newcomers has some strong swimmers. Oh, and the dock is gone, too. If you want it back, you'll have to rebuild it.

As for Crowley, Aziraphale, Bucky, and anyone else on the ferry or dock during the collision... Hope you boys like concussions, bruised ribs, and a broken bone or two, because you've got 'em! The exact injuries are up to you, but they're the equivalent of a semi-serious car accident.

One last thing: The fate of the shop restocks, including all of the food for the month, depends on you! Let us know if your character will be participating in the rescue attempt. In exchange for letting us beat up your character, you can save a portion of the month's supplies! We'll let you all know on October 3 what the rations for the rest of the month will look like.

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

The monthly store restock
For Daylight: A variety of gardening tools piled into a wheelbarrow, as well as packets of seeds for the following plants: Boneset, dogtooth violet, starflower, Carolina springbeauty, pipsissewa, bloodroot, red columbine, narrowleaf blue-eyed grass, harlequin blueflag, and purple pitcherplant; he will also receive a translation for the following: An invitation to join the speaker as company
For Aziraphale: A record player, the complete discographies of a variety of bands (Abba, Rob Zombie, Tool, Hanson, Eiffel 65, and Spice Girls), a two-tiered wedding cake, and packets of seeds for the following plants: Strawberry, cherry tomato, cucumber, blackberry, carrot, potato, raspberry, and pumpkin; he will also receive a familiar copy of a familiar book: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, along with a blue ribbon that reads "BEST IN SHOW"
For Bruce: A handheld metal detector and a rechargeable battery for it, a chisel, a climbing harness (that, according to the packaging, is the #1 Safety Rated!) and a 50 ft. coil of rope
For Cao Pi: A go board
For Rosinante: A sextant, and 3 cartons of cigarettes; he will also receive a translation for the rough equivalent to the following phrase: "Danger! Run and hide!"
For Kuai: A basket of 16 mooncakes, as well as incregredients for more
For Javert: 3 pairs of handcuffs, a greatcoat in Javert's size, and a trunk full of swords in varying styles and conditions; he will also receive an electric chainsaw
For Kol: A record player, the complete discographies of a variety of bands (New Kids on the Block, Weird Al Yankovic, Sound Garden, Ke$ha, INXS, and Spinal Tap), a cooler full of blood bags and ice packs, and an assortment of stamps; he will also receive a translation for the rough equivalent to the following phrase: "I'm lost" or "Need directions"
For Elena: A journal; she will also receive a portable generator (powerful enough for a single power tool or small appliance; can be charged through a typical wall outlet)
For Xayah: A thick journal and a glass vial of black ink; she will also receive a sizeable roll of barbed wire, as well as a stuffed animal
For Ignis: A spice restock (with a few new ones mixed in!), 3 paired of leather gloves, and... 12? pairs? of glasses? They're all in slightly different prescriptions, though. A variety pack!; he will also receive a power drill (runs on a rechargeable battery or can be plugged directly into a wall socket)
For Riku: A wood stove, a set of paints, and 5 canvases; he will also receive a translation for the rough equivalent to the following phrase: "Looking for water" or "Thirsty"
For Matt: A rosary and a Braille Bible... which is more of a collection of volumes, really; he will also receive a translation for the rough equivalent to the following phrase: "Looking for food" or "Hungry"
For Noctis: Two complete sets of the Lord of the Rings series (except, wait a minute... they appear to be the novelizations of the movies); he will also receive an SD card that, when plugged into a tablet, will upload GPS directions to a new location...
For Rosalind: A crate of basic all-purpose lab equipment, a fancy microscope, an emergency eye wash station, a mortar and pestle, a lab coat, a Lite Brite, and... the things she needs to make things float, whatever those are; she will also receive a pair of dousing rods (that will actually point in the direction of water, checkmate atheists)
For Jason: A translation for the rough equivalent to the following phrase: "Sympathy" or "I'm sorry"
For Coraline: A translation for the rough equivalent to the following phrase: "Teach me"
For Eliot: A bottle of hospital grade painkillers (it contains 10 doses and functions similarly to Vicodin)
For Allie: A bottle of strong antibiotics (it contains 10 doses and can fight off most any infection)
For Vanitas: A portable camping stove (runs on a portable battery or can be plugged directly into a wall socket)
For Hope: A soldering iron (runs on a portable battery or can be plugged directly into a wall socket)
For Quentin: A cannister of foaming bandage (can be used 5 times to immediately close a wound/stop semi-severe bleeding)
For Mary: An SD card that, when plugged into a tablet, will upload GPS directions to a new location...

If you submitted an item request last month and we've missed it here, let us know!

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1. The ferry crash (closed to whoever gets here first I guess)

Rosinante is in the middle of handing off a package when he feels the rumble of an engine beneath his feet. He tosses the box to shore and takes firm hold of his lantern, but before he really has time to investigate what's happening, the ship surges forward, and he's thrown off the bow.

Had the dock remained, that might have been fine. He'd hoped he could just tuck and roll and land on dry ground. Instead, wooden planks fragment and collapse around him, and he goes with them into the water. He feels the horrible lethargy hit him like a wave as the interaction of devil fruit and lake renders him practically helpless, and it takes all his strength to hoist his lantern overhead so it doesn't soak as he clings desperately to a fractured piece of the pier.

But his arm is shaking, his hold on the wood is slipping, and his head won't be above water for long as the void left by the sinking ship generates a vortex of churning water that threatens to pull him under. And he sure as hell can't swim. There's a desperate gasp of "Help!" and all he can hope is that it's audible over the rest of the disaster.

2. Oct. 2-3: boat-building catch-all

What's all that noise and light over by the boathouse, you might wonder?

Well, with the ferry out of commission, it's even more obvious now that they need to get seriously thinking about building something more than a dinghy. Rosinante doesn't have the knowledge to pull that kind of construction off, but over the last couple of months he's gotten pretty efficient at sanding and shaping wood from the trees he and any others have cleared at the edge of the forest.

If curiosity isn't enough, you might get roped into temporarily assisting anyway, as Rosinante calls out, "Hey, can you give me a hand for a minute?"

3. Wildcard

Rosinante is typically found around The Invincible peering at photos of stars, with paper and pen at his side trying to make notes on what he's looking at. If not there, he can be found near the shoreline after the crash periodically trying to scavenge anything that might have washed up and return it to its owners or the general store. Or, honestly, run into him anywhere - the library, the museum, just around town are all valid. He's typically alone, puffing away at a cigarette and decorated with outlandish makeup - plus he's like almost ten feet tall so he does stand out a bit.

Edited 2019-10-02 01:38 (UTC)

After the initial shock and annoyance had passed, Jason had realized that they needed to get to work on a different kind of repair project. Well, okay, repair wasn't the right word since there was NO saving the ferry, but he had heard of a different project related to boat building and wanted to help where he could. Sure, Leo had done MOST (read: 98%) of the construction of the Arog II, but that didn't mean that Jason and the others hadn't helped where they could. And, when they weren't helping, they were certainly watching as Leo fiddled with various aspects of the ship's construction and then later sailing the damned thing.

So, yeah, Jason felt fairly confident in his ability to help with making much smaller, less complicated vessles. He would do Leo (and maybe even Percy) proud. Which was why he found himself near the boathouse when Rosinante called out for help.

He jogged over, "Sure, what do you need?

"Can you help me lift this? On three."

Nice to have someone new come by, even if the guy hadn't intended to work. Before Rosinante is an unfinished hull of a longer boat than the others - more of a driftboat, really. A scaled-up version of the dinghies at best. And two sawhorses sit nearby, as well as a pot of oil to experiment with waterproofing.

He stands at one end of the hull, and it becomes obvious why he needs the help, in addition to the size, when he reaches only one hand down to try and lift it. His left is held in a very makeshift fabric sling beneath the drape of his large capelike coat.

He hadn't thought to ask if someone was working on ships, but he supposed it made sense. Why someone ELSE had decided that hijacking the ferry was the more sound idea, he'd never know.

Jason gives the set up a quick look over and moves to the other end as indicated. "Yeah, no problem." Heavy lifting was DEFINITELY in his wheel house. He may not be as strong as his half-brother, the famed Hercules, but most demigods boasted a little more strength than the average human. Jason didn't spend much time bench pressing things to figure that out though. He pauses when he notices the sling, "Should you be lifting with an injury like that?"

"Probably not," he replies nonchalantly. "One, two, three."

He's done dumber things in his life, that's for sure, and coating the hull once it's up can be done with one hand, so he figures there's no real problem with this one little bad decision. His ribs are bruised from the same impact that put his arm in the sling, and lifting definitely hurts as he hoists his end, though he's pleasantly surprised to find the stranger can carry more than he'd expected, for it's less of a challenge than he'd anticipated.

"Thanks," he says once the hull has been set down. "I don't think we've met, have we? I'm Rosinante." And he holds out his good hand to shake.

Well, if he says so. Jason makes sure to put as much lift as possible, hopefully he can ensure that the other guy doesn't hurt himself any more than he already has. Jason helps him move it to where it needs to go and once it's situated takes a step back to get a proper look at the boat.

He turns his attention away once introductions begin though and offers his own hand in return. His grip is firm and the sleeves of his jacket are rolled up in such a way as to show the edge of a tattoo on his arm, "Jason. Good to meet you Rosinate. Seems like you guys have been working on some water transportation even before the crash."

"Yeah. Kid named Sora actually started it up, but he's gone now. Others chip in when they have time. We could always use more help though, especially after that."

Complete idiots. He hadn't even really caught sight of who all was to blame, but he's sure he'll find out soon enough. He'll make it a point to do so, in fact. Anyone who's that in favor of acting impulsively and causing massive, lasting damage to not just structures but the supplies keeping them alive needs to have an eye or two kept on them. People like that tend to repeat their stupidity.

He supposed it made sense an it was definitely a good project for this place. Jason decided this would be a good project to contribute too, on top of the other projects he had started taking on of course. Staying busy was important though and definitely a good distraction from the general dread this place made him feel.

"I can help," he finally says. "If you can give me more ideas about what needs doing anyway. I helped a little with building a boat once before...though mostly I was doing the heavy lifting or handing over tools."

Still, he had been there most days when Leo was working on the Argo too. They weren't going to try to build anything THAT complicated here, so maybe he could pull something off.

"Yeah," he says with a soft chuckle. "Before this, all I knew was how to sail one. Some basic repairs, maybe, but not anything about building one. That's how all of us were, so the boats are all pretty simple. I've been learning as I go. This one-" he says as he pats the hull, then gestures to the pot of oil with a nod of his head, "- I'm trying to see if oiling the wood will help any to preserve it, since we don't have varnish here.

"But the next step I'd like to take is seeing if we can get a larger boat built. Something big enough to hold four or so people. We could rig a square sail on it and really cover some water out there."

Jason considers what he's saying, nodding thoughtfully. He looks over at the oil. "Guess it's too late to try and request some varnish, huh?" Although he hadn't requested an item himself, so he wasn't sure if maybe that just wasn't something the COULD request.

"Have these other boats been taken out on the water yet? Or are they still untested?"

Too late indeed, although he'd seen Robin tell a few people she would try to work something out. He just shrugs and lets the comment go unanswered, lets the question be rhetorical. It doesn't hurt to see if they can use something more widely available than varnish anyway, for oil gets stocked in large quantities and this is a practical use of it. Without the ferry, it becomes even more useful to want to find a way across the lake.

"The little ones work for short distances but you'll get tired of rowing eventually. If we can't get something larger going on, I might try attaching two together with a mast in the center, but I'm worried something like that might not be very stable." Maybe a long rudder could be appended, though. He has ideas, just hasn't had the time to work through all of it. With Sora and Kairi gone, Riku seems to be helping less than he used to and there are days when Rosinante is here alone, with Mary occasionally trying to help by adding her colorful paint work.

"If you want to take one out for a spin, though, you're always welcome to. Just be careful your lantern doesn't end up overboard."

Jason nods, though he honestly can't say how one would make a more stable vessel with a mast and everything. People had been sailing for centuries, even millennia, so surely it couldn't be that hard to figure out, right? If only they had like a model or something to fall back on. Maybe...maybe there was something in the library? Jason made a mental note to check there, it was one of the few places he hadn't really gone yet, but Aziraphale had mentioned there were several books there. Fantasy or not, there might be pictures or diagrams to find. Even an illustration would be better than just pulling from memory and hoping for the best.

"Thanks. I might hold off on doing that. I'm not much for sailing," he admits. At least, without Percy it feels strange. Percy was the one naturally adept to the water and could have kept even the most un-seaworthy vessel afloat for a time. Now, if they could figure out a way to fly the ship that'd be one thing, though he doubted they were going to be able to rig up something THAT magically powerful. Although, the mast would be at least a little comforting, "Maybe if we can get that ship with am mast made though...I could at least help with keeping the winds in our favor at least."

"Yeah? You have some sort of wind magic?"

To his credit, Rosinante doesn't sound the least bit sarcastic, even though he kind of feels it. He's had to adjust to the idea that most people here come from Earth, and Earth has magic, and that's just a common way to solve problems. At least it sounds helpful, having the wind under their control rather than relying on the natural force of it.

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2. since, hey, new CR opportunity 8D

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