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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( well, that one depends on who you ask. Matt would never admit it, but truthfully? warrior is a fairly accurate assessment. fighter, at the very least. he's been hurt like this before, worse than this on occasion. he's adopted a very strong pain tolerance, and while some of it has to be from the meditating and concentrated breathing techniques Stick taught him, at least a little is apparently the Murdock curse.

it will hurt. he's already aware of that, though the mention does earn a grimace. ) I understand. ( in fact, he knows from experience. Claire had warned him that once the shoulder fell out of place it'd be more prone to doing the same thing in the future.

well, she was right. Claire was right about a lot of things. ) Just do it. I don't need a countdown, I'm ready.

[ She gives him a curious look at that, but only shrugs and steps into position. Then, quite casually, she snaps his shoulder back in place. Kettara's hands might be human sized, but she's stronger than most and knows it's better not to waste time with this sort of thing. Better just to get it over with. ]

Breathe. It will pass.

[ She too speaks from experience. ]

( it's not fun, to have his joint pushed back into place. it wasn't fun to have it pulled out of place, either. for Matt, when he can expect pain, he can control how he reacts to it. prepare himself, his breathing, loosen or tighten his muscles to make the hit less impactful. it's the pain he can't predict that hurts the most.

he knows how much this will hurt and he knows that there's no helping it. so he's as ready as he's ever going to be, and it means he doesn't make a notable sound from the pain. his expression changes, limitedly, there's a grunt maybe. but overall, he's weirdly chill about it........ )

Thank you. ( his voice is a little thicker than before, the strongest tell that he is in a certain amount of pain that Matt feels inclined to show. actually, he's still not inclined, he just can't help it. he winces as he moves the stiff joint, just to make sure it's placed correctly. he appreciates her help, and her attempt to reassure him about the pain, even if he doesn't exactly need it. that she'd try means something. ) I know. That was the worst of it.

[ It's a common enough injury, so it's not surprising he'd be familiar with this sort of thing. Kettara takes a step back regardless. She does not know this man and he smells human, which makes him untrustworthy by default. ]

Are you hurt anywhere else?

( depends on who you ask, how common it is. for most human beings, it's not particularly usual... Matt is a bit unique in that respect. he presses down on his newly set shoulder, a glimmer of a frown on his face, but he's feeling a hell of a lot better than he was a few seconds ago. the pain is fading, and while it's like to ache for awhile yet, it's officially As Good As It's Going To Get.

which means he's getting up, intending to get to work on helping scavenge. )

I don't think so. ( some scrapes, here or there, nothing serious. he turns toward his company and faces her properly, though it's not quite fair to say he's looking at her. ) Were you on the ferry when it crashed? Are you all right?

Yes.

[ It's said rather curtly. Kettara remembers dying and she remembers waking up on the ferry with equal clarity. This world feels like some sort of punishment for the former and given that she's only met humans so far, Kettara isn't inclined to treat the task with any kindness. Not until she slows down to breathe and remember her teacher, who would have been kind.

He would have asked her to be kind, too.

Kettara shakes her head, giving one of her braids a tug. ]

We are all dead, apparently. It seemed a shame to fall again.

look, she woke up alone on a ferry, crashed into shore, and is stranded in a dark and dying world surrounded by strangers. Matt doesn't exactly expect kind right about now. a little gruff isn't unkind, anyway.

(ignoring someone with a dislocated shoulder would be unkind, and she already didn't do that.)

So I've been told. I don't exactly remember dying, but it seems most people that end up do. ( Matt supposes he could have died. it's just hard feeling certain about it, when there was no chance to feel it or fight it coming. he just remembers going to sleep. that said, his brow wrinkles. ) Fall again? How do you mean?

[ Kettara gives him a long, suspicious look. The lack of reaction to the color of her eyes and skin is — strange. It would have been understandable when he was in pain, but the worst of that should have faded by now. ]

If we can be hurt here, we can likely be killed. I do not want to die again. There's no point in it.

( well, the easy answer for that is he can't tell there's anything he should be reacting to. Matt can "see", sort of, through all his senses painting a picture that his eyes can't provide. he likens it to a world on fire, when he actually explains it to someone. that said, there are plenty of things that super smell, super hearing, bat-like sonar abilities can't tell him. green skin, unusual eyecolor... totally lost on him.

he didn't understand her at first, likely a mix of pain, weariness, and fading adrenaline doing him no favors. the explanation makes sense, and he nods. )

No, you're right. Be careful with your lantern if you're going in and out of the water. If the light in the lantern dies, so do you, and like you said it'd be a waste.

[ The lanterns. Of course. Kettara's has been hooked to her belt since the start. She eyes it unhappily. ]

Do you think our souls are trapped by the flame? I've heard of such magic.

( this might be the wrong question for Matt. his mind doesn't automatically accept the notion of magic, even though he's hard-pressed to deny it's existence at this point. he can't explain it, even if that might be the root cause.

that said, he can't deny what he doesn't know. )

It could certainly possible. I don't understand the process that connects us to the lanterns, but I do know if the light goes out, there's nothing left but an empty shell, at least until we're revived. If we're revived, ( he has to self correct. that's an option, apparently; he's not interested in dying any time soon to chance coming back himself. ) If that isn't the soul, I don't know what it'd be.

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