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.

ooc.

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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"Oh-! Yeah! I can definitely swim." Daylight, ever obvious in both appearance and friendliness, is quick to agree in helping someone out even as he's setting some recovered supplies away and he looks rather worse for wear. "Did you- Did you request for seed packets too?"

In the back of his tired processors, Day almost realises that maybe isn't the time for idle conversation but! He didn't think someone else would also be gardening as well. That's nice to know and okay okay come on, Daylight- "What did you get? I can go back in the water and try to get them before they're oversoaked."

"I did, yes. Random ones, no idea-- no idea which ones I received, but I do remember rifling past them to get to the cake, must've been-- cucumbers, I think? Maybe apples?"

He looks so bewildered and frustrated. "Can't believe I don't remember-- oh!"

Yep, sorry Daylight but Aziraphale is going to be over here, slightly useless as he trudges on.

Considering how hectic everything has been, Daylight can't really blame the poor guy for being flustered. Honestly, this might be one of the better reactions to what's just happened. (Whatever... had happened here. Daylight is still unsure of what's going in and is just trying his best to react and be useful.

Like right now:) "I'll see what I can get from the ship and bring them up to you." Daylight is already emerging himself in the waters, white-purple arc "Just- Try to stay here, okay? Please? I think more people might come by here and get the stuff to bring back to town so knowing what got taken would be when I get back."

Plus the poor guy kind of looks like a wreck and then some, as Emer would have described him. He definitely needs a break of some sort.

Edited (updated my comment with the other commenti sent you i'm so sorry oh my gosh) 2019-10-02 12:02 (UTC)

"Oh-- yes, yes I think so-- are you sure you don't need help? I'm a very good swimmer." Even with a broken arm? Maybe not, he doesn't know, he's never had an arm stay broken before. It's always just, healed.

He's very concerned about this.

"I'm so-- I'm so sorry," he murmurs, and keeps murmuring every time he runs out of something to say, as if his voice might fall off and die if he didn't constantly have something coming out of it.

"I'm coming with you, there might be someone still there, we can't leave anyone behind!"

For a split second, Daylight wonders the momentary panic and concern he feels in his core is what Nightbreak feels whenever he had insisted on tagging along with her to something or somewhere dangerous. Poor Nightbreak.

Though the feelings left quickly as it had gone because- He can tell the guy is pretty determined to do something. And, in the wake of what has happened, Daylight can't fault someone for wanting to help if they think they can help. It's, quite literally, all hands on deck if they want supplies to last for the month.

"Okay. You're coming with me." And so, just like that, Daylight agrees to this. He had no right to stop someone if they wanted to help in a disaster like the one they're faced with, even if he worries for their health. That didn't mean he still couldn't try to look out for him though: "If you need a hand, let me know, okay? In anyway and stuff. We're going to be scavenge buddies now; being scavenge buddies have each other's backs!"

"Oh, yes," he says, feeling a little surge of strength. "We'll be-- scavenge buddies, that's quite lovely." He gives a weak smile to Daylight, and there is a lot of gratitude there - for not holding him back, for not insisting he stay on shore, for not judging him for this mess until at least it's all cleared up.

That gives him enough strength to surge forward into the water, to dive for more treasures. It's stinging cold and it's hard to see; even under here where he gives off a faint magical glow to light the way, it's murky and his vision is clouded with panic.

He surfaces onto the wrecked hull, though he needs Daylight's help to stand back up. There's a pocket of air in which they can use to speak. "I'll search over at that end," he says.

Suddenly reminded of his size as they make their way to the sinking ferry, Day can't help but feel a little bit awkward and gangly. With how the man is clearly hurt, the idea of not being aware of his size and hurting him further worries him a lot. Daylight tries to tell himself that, maybe for once, being this big is a good thing for him and the others. He can cover more ground and it'll be easier to help people.

Or, in this case, help someone to stand back up after the initial dive. His initial rush of excited 'oh! cool!!' when he noticed the glowing from them is eclipsed by his determination to help steady him. That, and the reminder for why they're here. Questions about that bit later, he tells himself as he looks at the opposite end. "Right- And I'll search over there. That should cover more ground."

As he begins to make his way to his searching spot, he realises something that he hadn't done yet. Since they're here why not do it now? "-I'm Daylight, by the way!" He looks over his shoulder and winglet as he speaks, beaming a bright smile and what he hopes is a confident and cheerful air. "Wish we could have met in better circumstances but it's really nice to meet you!"

"You as well, Daylight!" he yells back, as he starts trying to cover ground. It's very useful to have someone like him around, Aziraphale thinks, who is not only tall and strong physically, but also apparently a mental bulwark.

He's glad someone can remain cheerful in this situation, but naturally he is named Daylight.

He is also, of course, very easy to spot, and Aziraphale thinks he should like to be friends with him once all of this mess rights itself.

Daylight beams back, winglets wriggling in joy as he turns his attention back to shifting the debris and the scrap ruined supplies that are bobbing up and down in the waters. He has a vague idea of what the seed packets should look like and how they might be bundled for package pickup, so he hopes if he looks hard enough-

!!!! There! Just over yonder- "Oh! I think I found some already!"

They were hard to notice at first thanks to the darkness of the waters and all the stuff in the way. He almost doubts his exclamation but no- It's some of the seed packets! Lying on some wood drift, just barely kept from the waters' touch.

In his excitement, Daylight immediately dives to try and get to the packets faster. He means well in his attempts to help the man, he does, but as the saying goes: The best-laid plans of mice and men often go awry, more so when the water displacement is big thanks to a Galateion's massive size causing said displacement.

Oh dear. It feels like a giant wave coming in, which isn't the worst thing but is certainly not conducive to the current situation. Aziraphale reaches up and tries to shield the water around anyone else in it; he doesn't need to breathe so he doesn't mind being caught up in the drag, but he wouldn't want anyone else to get in trouble so soon after avoiding it.

It seems that they've avoided issue for the most part, which is a relief. Aziraphale wouldn't be the one admonishing anyone with good intentions soon, anyway, even if problems did come to pass.

Still, he wades on over, hoping to help him retrieve some of their lost treasures. "I'll carry it ashore!"

It takes Daylight a few seconds to realise what he had done. By the time he turns around, it's over but, all the same, he looks horrified by what had happened because of oh- Whoops!

"Are you okay? You didn't get, like, hurt or anything?" Though he might not have been admonished, Daylight certainly looks like he has been. His winglets droop and he looks apologetic, ducking his helm in embarrassment for a few seconds. "Sorry- I got carried away. These seem to be in good condition and I wanted to get to them before that stopped being a thing."

At the word 'these', Daylight holds up the packets of seeds he's cradling in a mostly dry hand. "Want me to escort you back to shore or should I look for some more of the seeds? I think I saw something else just a few feet ahead."

"Yes, I'm fine," he says, aside from the arm but that was his own damn fault. "Is your eyesight good in dim lighting? Mine is not, really, makes things hard to find, particularly without the lante-- ah!"

He taps his temple and a soft glowing halo forms around his head. "I'll keep looking on my way back, you stay over here. I think it'll be easier for you to find anything that's sunk to a lower depth!"

After all, Daylight is uh, quite a bit taller than Aziraphale. Like nearly twice his height.

Daylight is not only over ten feet tall but he seems pretty good with the idea. He's about to give his thumbs up and agree with the gameplan but is quickly sidetracked, thanks mostly to the - "Your head! There's-! Um-"

He wants to go on and describe it some more but finds it very hard. He knows what he's seeing has a word but he never paid that much attention to Auntie Eps' lessons on Sunday. (Sorry, Auntie Eps.)

So- Um... Poor Aziraphale is going have a confused Day confusingly try to mimic the halo that's formed around Aziraphale's head. In a confusing manner because it's literally just Daylight making a grabbing motion at his helm.

Ah? Oh, dear. "I don't think that'll work for you," he replies, non-judgmentally as he can. "It's sort of... a specialty of mine."

The glow he casts isn't very strong, but it allows him to see in front of himself, and maybe a little dim light for Daylight at least. Not as bright as lanterns would be, but much less dangerous!

Not the response that he was expecting from his impromptu charades but it does confirm what he was trying to ask- "So it is real! I'm not seeing things or anything like that?"

Because, at this point, Daylight still hasn't seen it all during his trips to the stars and he's an easily impressed boy. So these two being combined results in a wide-opticked Day, his winglets hiked up and quivering from excitement as endless questions pop up in his head.

Okay but even he knows when to tone it down- "Sorry. Just- I wasn't expecting that, mister. That's so cool!"

"Oh, just Aziraphale is fine," he responds. "And I... well, I've always been able to do it. I think you are quite cool yourself, being so tall," he says, though he is sort of distractedly continuing to search, though the halo doesn't help all that much, truth be told.

"Do you see anything, dear boy?" he asks, rifling through more items. He dives under, his halo lighting up the way as he moves.

The endless questions are just about to come up but Daylight is quickly distracted by Mister- Aziraphale's own question. He quickly resumes searching, following the light of Aziraphale's halo to make sure he sees something-

And he definitely sees something. Just up ahead!

"I think I see more seed packets near you!" Daylight leans forward, his optics readjusting in the murky waters. "I... Yeah! Up ahead, eleven o' clock They're... They're, um, floating in the water but better than nothing?"

At least the fate of these poor seed packets are known.

Oh, good. There might still be something worth saving - and he's hoping for these seeds, he asked for a random crop but maybe they're something that can't be easily found at the grocery store.

"Oh, let me!" He dives into the water and swims towards where Daylight pointed, though it's hard to see with his vision blurred from the water, and finally he's triumphant. He surfaces with the seeds in his hand, taking a breath even though he doesn't need to.

It takes a lot of Day's willpower to not dive after Aziraphale, reminding himself that he'll be causing more trouble than help if he dove in and dispersed more water than he should.

But his restraint is paid off when he sees the return of his scavenge buddy. Ever supportive, Daylight is quick to cheer for Aziraphale's victories upon seeing the man break the water, his winglets wriggling in joy at the sight. "Yay! You got them!"

"Are they okay?" Daylight moves forward, trying to get a good look at the seed packets to assess their current status. "Not too bad, right? Nothing ripped or broke?"

"They're-- they're a little soggy, but I'm sure they'll pull through. It'll be easier to see them in the lantern light," he answers, though he holds them up to his halo for Daylight to inspect. Obviously, would be a little more difficult for Aziraphale.

"How do they look?" he asks, moving them around for best lighting.

Daylight leans down, trying his best to not cause the water around them to disperse or flow too fast thanks to his size.

"-They should be okay." That's Daylight's final judgement after his very serious examination of the packet. Given his decades of experience with gardening, informal and formal, makes him feel confident with his answer. "We'll need to pat them down when we get back but they should be alright."

"Let's take them back," he says. "I don't remember how many seed packets there were, but there shouldn't be too many floating down there anymore," he adds.

Of course, they can't rescue the cake or the record player or the records, but those are just lost to the sea.

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INTRO LOG: OCTOBER

( prompt: getting supplies. )

still getting 504 random icon it is

504 outages solidarity no selection we random like real rpers as we try to desperately to tag

THIS WAS SUCH DESPERATE TAGGING

you succeeded though...!!!

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i hope this tag is alright! if i misinterpreted anything, let me know. o7

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