EVENT LOG: BURY A FRIEND

[inthenightmods]

EVENT LOG:
BURY A FRIEND

characters: everyone.
location: around town.
date/time: october 9-17.
content: the hallucinations begin...
warnings: psychological horror. please cw tags appropriately.

it's probably something that shouldn't be said out loud

October 9 feels like a normal day at first, save for the red lighthouse beam cutting through the darkness overhead. You know by now—or you've heard—that the lighthouse is only active during ferry arrivals and events... And there's definitely no ferry docked at the, er. Beach. The town is quiet, the forest spirits behave business-as-usual, Rastus doesn't know what's up. Whatever's going on, you'll have to figure it out for yourself.

And you will, though the hallucinations are subtle at first: objects moving when they shouldn't, people's proportions looking just a bit off, voices in an empty room, and so on. Is it just your mind playing tricks in the darkness? Might be! Will did warn you all about the effects of living without a sun and a proper day/night cycle.

As the days go on, the hallucinations are harder to ignore, no matter how much you may wish to wave them off as flukes. What's wrong with everyone's faces? When did all the howling start? Who do you hold onto when the world drops out from under you? And those hands...

While you might know it can't be real, it certainly feels real. But at least it can't last forever!

...Right?

QUICKNAV
comms	|	network • logs • memes • ooc
pages	|	rules • faq • taken • mod contact • player contact • calendar • setting • exploration • item requests • full nav

Comments

[scarsolderthanyou]

"I don't see very well," Stone admits. "Blind in one eye, or close enough to it, and I'm not made for seeing things close up. That's why I'm all the way up here, hoping I could actually see shit on the ground. That's not gonna work if it's all hallucinations. What kinds of things are you seeing?"

[isochrone]

"Hands," Elizabeth says immediately. "That's the most common thing so far. They're very ghastly, reaching out of the dark, grabbing at people. But also sometimes people, things that can't possibly be here, but your mind can barely tell the difference..."

Then her nose wrinkles as well. "It's not just seeing things either. Sometimes I catch the scent of something truly noxious, or hear voices, or... it's just been very stressful."

[scarsolderthanyou]

"That sounds pretty bad," Stone agrees, not without sympathy. "I'm going to hope it keeps not bothering me. Maybe it won't, I'm not human like most of you people are."

[isochrone]

"If you're somehow exempt from the effect, you're very lucky, but I'm glad for you," she replies. From most people, the assertion might sound trite, but from Elizabeth it's genuine.

"You're not human?" she asks. True, she's met a few people here who've proven they're not, but it still catches her off guard.

[scarsolderthanyou]

"Nope. I'm a Raksura. I'll understand if you don't know what that is, no one around here seems to, not even the other non-humans. I'm not from Earth, but some other planet somewhere." He's getting used to explaining. Really, he's okay with it-- explaining means he gets to talk about his people, which is always nice.

[isochrone]

Elizabeth has indeed never heard the term before, and she shakes her head, though her eyes light up in surprise and wonder when he says he's from another planet. It's not the first exposure to the thought of aliens she's had, though science fiction is hardly a flourishing literary genre in her original time, there are a few.

"That's amazing," she effuses, both because it is, and because it's something other than the strange apparitions to focus on. "Was it terribly strange for you to be here? Although I'm not sure how Beacon might be taken in context to... well, anywhere else on Earth."

[scarsolderthanyou]

"I've lived among groundlings before," Stone shrugs amiably. "That's what we call people who live on the ground, rather than in the sea or the sky, where I come from," he adds. "Groundlings, sealings, and skylings. But I'm used to being around a bunch of species that aren't my own. The only real weird thing is that there's so many of only one species, the humans. The rest of us are a very tiny group."

[isochrone]

Elizabeth has to smile a little bit at the naming scheme that Stone offers. "So Raksura are skylings," she echoes, and then laughs a little bit at the irony.

"I suppose you might say I'm a little bit 'skyling' myself... the city I'm from, Columbia, it flies."