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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[Well, that's silly, trying to get up when there's somebody right there to offer you a hand-up. Stone catches her elbow as she climbs up, then keeps a hand on her shoulder.]

Careful there, you're gonna fall over. Did you get hurt in all that, or you just worn out?

Yes... and yes.

[She reaches out then and puts a small hand on his arm in the placating way she's seen other people do it.]

It's okay. I've had worse.

[And she nods with emphasis. She has no idea if she's hurt badly, of course - she makes the statement so he won't worry.]

[Stone looks less than impressed. He's spent a pretty sizeable chunk of his long life literally raising babies. Looks like he gets to take on another one.]

I don't care if you've had worse. You keep pushing yourself when you're hurt, you're going to pass out, and take forever to heal up.

[He plucks up one of the soaked bits of cloth from the various recovered debris and supplies, offering it to her for her nose.]

You're going inside for some food and a sit-down. You hear me?

[At the way he talks to her, Eleven looks surprised at first, eyebrows shooting up. Perhaps she even looks a little defiant - after all, who is he to order her around? He's not her D-...

But Hopper isn't hear, and she stifles her teenaged indignation. Stone means well, and he's right. Of cours, he is.

Stomping on the temper makes her give him a soft smile, though. It's still a bit hesitant, still a bit shy. But he's getting there with her.]

Food and a sit-down. Yes.

[And Eleven nods once for emphasis.]

You too?

[Oh, that's cute. Little girls with tempers. Sorry, El, you aren't nearly as scary as a fourteen year old queen caste Raksura, and Stone hasn't even been afraid of them since he had his own first clutch. He pats her shoulder lightly.]

Sure, I'll come with. And I can always eat. Come on, that inn has actual towels, too.

[He puts his hand on her back to gently guide her in the right direction, and be ready in case her knees aren't steady enough for much walking.]

How long you been out here magicking stuff around, anyway?

[He might notice that as they start walking, Eleven seems to be favouring her left leg a little, the right one tender to walk on.]

I'm... not sure.

[She blinnks up at the sky, then remembers that won't help and shrugs a little]

A while. I can do a lot before I'm empty.

[He notices, but he doesn't do much about it for now. It doesn't seem to be affecting her too badly, and if she's like a young queen, she'll be touchy about injuries. Plus, he's pretty sure his first inclination (to scoop her up and carry her) wouldn't go over well. Groundlings are weird about things like that.]

Going until you're empty usually isn't good for you, El. That's when you hurt yourself.

[Eleven has the decency to look a little sheepish. She's been pushing herself, she knows. Part of her keeps remembering that she asked Mike to trust her to know her own limits as she pursued the Mind Flayer...

And now she's dead.

And now, most likely, so are her friends.

She takes a breath, and nods.]

Back home... was dangerous. I had to push... to save my friends.

Hmm. Well, all right, if it's life-and-death situation, that's okay. I'd have done the same thing, almost got my throat torn out a few times doing that.

[He ruffles her hair lightly.]

But this isn't that. There's a lot of people helping, so you can take a break before you hurt yourself, next time.

[Eleven's nose wrinkles as he ruffles her hair, and she ducks her head away a little - not harshly so, more like a child embarrassed by an affectionate gesture. She also touches her throat in sympathy with his comment.]

What were you fighting?

The Fell. They're kind of like my people, only they're all black and they can control other species. Oh, and they eat people. Raksura kind of hate them, and we try to kill them whenever we can.

[He doesn't ruffle her hair again, but he does grin at her expression.]

I had good healers to help, though, and now I'm fine. Just some scars left over. But my other form is pretty much scars all over, at this point.

Fell... like Mr. Fell?

[That's confusing. Is Aziraphale related to this? Eleven liked him, despite his inability to make good on his intentions to bring her home. It's not his fault, of course. He didn't crash the ferry.]

Is he... that species?

[At the reminder of Stone's other form, Eleven's eyes flick up, remember the size of him, remember how he'd spooked her initially. She's still not quite able to take something like a shifter of shape at face value easily, but then again... her powers are something most people would struggle to accept as part of the world, Hop explained once.]

[Stone pauses, brows coming together, and he looks around. Then his tongue snakes out to taste the air, like a lizard's tongue might. It doesn't look quite like a lizard tongue, but it absolutely doesn't look like a human's tongue.]

... I don't smell any Fell. It could be a coincidence, but I'll keep an eye out. What was this Mr. Fell like? What did he look like?

[Eleven contemplates the question, then shrugs a shoulder.]

Soft. Light. Warm. He's my friend.

[Unless he's no friend of Stone's. That could be complicated. Eleven what the rules are, there. Are you allowed to be friends with someone if your other friends dislikes them?

She wishes Max were here to explain - though, actually. No.

Max would have to die. It hurts, but it means Eleven hopes to never see the other girl.]

Sounds like the opposite of an actual Fell, but they can do the mind-control thing, so you never know.

[He tugs on a lock of his shaggy hair with a thoughtful frown, then pauses to look back at the crowd of people still around the remains of the docks, illuminated by a dozen or so lanterns, and moving to and fro between the shore and the bonfire.]

Can you point him out to me? Is he around here somewhere?

[Eleven turns with him, looks out across the groups of unfamiliar people until she spots the shock of palehair and cream suit, pointing towards him.]

There. Mr Fell.

[She frowns at the mention of mind-control. She doesn't like when something gets in her head - Kali did that. It wasn't fair.]

[Stone squints, tilts his head to get a better look with his good eye, and tastes the air again.]

Okay, it's just a coincidence with the name. That's definitely not anything or anyone from my world.

[He pats her shoulder lightly.]

Thanks for pointing him out, though. I would've been worried about if if I thought an actual Fell was here.

[Well, unless it was one of the (few) that tried to change their ways. But he's pretty sure one of them are coming here, of all place.]

[Eleven nods, obviously relieved that Aziraphale's name is just a coincidence, not indicative of something sinister.]

If I see monsters... I will let you know.

[Fell or otherwise.]

Good. I'll come tear their arms off for you, if you do.

[He means that seriously, even if the tone is joking. Even if he looks like a stiff wind might knock him over. He resumes their path to the Invincible, which thankfully is almost over.]

You hungry? I'm hungry. We should see what food they still have around here.

[Eleven looks up at Stone with a slight frown, clearly puzzling over whether or not he's joking. After a moment, she smiles.]

Yes. Unless I rip them off.. first.

[The notion of food gets a nod.]

Do you think... they have waffles?

[He was kind of joking. Sort of. It's Raksuran humor, okay, it tends towards the violent. He does bark a laugh at her response and gives the side of her head a gentle, affectionate shove-- not enough to disrupt even her unsteady steps, but noticeable.]

I like you. You're going to have to tell me what a waffle is, though. I don't think we have them where I come from.

[It reminds her of Hopper, honestly. The ruffling of her hair, the affectionate nudging of her head.

And that... that hurts, but it's the good kind of hurt. She misses him - but she's glad he's not hear. Glad that maybe, somewhere, he's still alive and safe, mourning the second daughter lost but maybe, hopefully, having a chance to heal, too. Eleven wants that for him.

Stone, for now, will find her smiling and nodding, talking more than she does usually as she recounts to him waffles, what makes them good, and how best to stack them with whipped cream and other topping.

It's a rare thing, here in the dark, to forget everything else, and he's perhaps one of the first people in Beacon who gets to see underneath the hurt and seriousness the child that she's barely gotten to be in life.]

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