logsinthenight | 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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[At first, Crowley grips the body and feels it totally lifeless in his arms. So, naturally, he just lets go. After all, why save someone who is already dead?

Oh, but they aren't, are they? This person might still need resuscitating or whatever it is that they do in the movies, right? Or perhaps they're just unconscious. He lets out an annoyed sigh, with which he promptly gets a bit of water in his mouth so he coughs pretty pathetically. At least no one was awake to see that.

He grips the body and carries him up and over the edge of the boat, perhaps a little too easily for someone with as slight a frame as Crowley has. He drops him unceremoniously onto the deck.]

What now?

[ Jim isn't awake in time to witness any of that, but when he hits the deck of the ship, it jars him back into consciousness. He coughs, chokes on the mouthful of water he'd taken in when he'd been cracked on the head, and gasps loudly. His chest heaves and he rolls sideways, patting around blinding for something to hold on to to help him on his way, and while he only finds the planks it still helps to ground him.

The side of his face is warm, not yet sticky from the blood because the water has diluted it, but he doesn't reach up to wipe it. Instead, he looks around wild-eyed to the man next to him, and he might be rattled but it doesn't take a genius to figure out what just happened. ]

— Thanks.

[ He wheezes, casting around for his lantern, and sticking his hand out to grab it once he spots it teetering against the guardrail. ]

Don't thank me.

[Crowley seems very serious about that.]

You need to get off this ferry. And quick, it's not staying up for long. I've got to get below decks.

[ He's not the first caustic personality Jim has ever encountered in his life, so he isn't put off in the slightest by his snappish reply. Instead, he gets to his feet, lantern freshly secured, and looks back around at the other man. He's winded from the fall, and bleeding freely from the head, but that doesn't change the determination in his eyes or his voice. ]

Are there others still trapped below deck?

At least one, probably more.

[He starts in that direction]

If you keep the others calm and get them out, I have to find my friend. I'm the one who got him into this.

What—

[ It could probably mean anything, but Gordon had seen the other faces on the ferry before they hit the shore and this guy— he hadn't been one of them. He raises one hand, wiping the blood from his face and following after him. Probably more is what really guides his feet, but it's not the only thing. ]

Did you have something to do with this mess?

[Crowley spins around to face him, instantly defensive]

It wasn't supposed to be like this! We were supposed to escape!

[ He doesn't look angry, when the man whirls on him, explanation spit between them defensively. Gordon, after all, can understand that need to get out— and maybe that's why his relatively infamous temper doesn't get the better of him in this situation. Instead, he stares incredulously for a moment, before seeming to capitulate with no small amount of frustration and start forward again. ]

Alright, come on lets go— lets get these people out.

[ The we'll deal with THAT later goes unspoken as Gordon reaches out to turn the man around, like he's physically encouraging him to focus on the issue at hand. ]

[Crowley doesn't know the man. But the way he lets it go immediately, focusing on the others on the ship, it reminds him immediately of Aziraphale. There were a lot of harebrained plans of Crowley's that Aziraphale let go in order to help others. A lot of times that Aziraphale just focused on taking care of others.

Now, Aziraphale needed Crowley to help him.]

There has to be a way to get more light down there.

[ They have their lanterns, but he has a point— and Gordon reaches into his sopping wet jacket to pull out a flashlight. It's compact, the kind he carries on his waist to use in dark places when he's aiming his gun&mdsah; but it should do the trick.

Or at least, it would if he could get the thing to turn on. ]

Water shouldn't have broken it...

[ He says, more to himself than his companion, shaking the torch and hitting the base against his opposite palm. ]

"It's this bloody place," Crowley says. "It sucks all of the light out of everything. Candles, torches, lightbulbs. Everything. It's dark all of the time and you can't see anything even when you really fucking need it."

He reaches over and waves a hand over the torch, but no more light comes out of it. It should. It should glow brighter with demonic light, but there's nothing.

He reaches out to open up the door to the lower deck.

"We're just going to have to wing it."

Gordon has literally no idea what this guy might have been trying to do, but if some of the relatively fantastic things he's seen in the last few hours are to go by, he imagines something should've changed. Either way, it looks like the flashlight is out, so Jim shoves it back into his pocket.

"Lanterns it is," He says it more to himself than to his companion and lifts his own up, turning the bright warm glow into the gaping black hole that's just been opened into the hull. It's not much, but it's better than nothing.

"Get them up to the deck," Crowley suggests----well, barks more like an order than a polite suggestion. In his defense, he's had a hard time with the whole situation.

"If I can get my friend, then the two of us should be able to get everyone off the deck and onto shore no problem. They don't have to risk the dock or swimming the waters."

That statement comes with a whole host of questions. Things like: how the hell are they going to manage something like that? Are there life rafts somewhere on this ferry that he'd somehow missed? But right now isn't the time for an in depth conversation. If this guy thinks he has another way off that won't involve endangering lives any further, then Gordon is going to do his best to facilitate it instead of blocking the way.

"Got it," Is all he says, before parting ways with the man to start tracking down any trapped civilians.

INTRO LOG: OCTOBER

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