logsinthenight | INTRO LOG: JULY

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: july 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. winters, will, and rastus introduce themselves and explain the situation.
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.

•••
Winters and Will are waiting for you on the beach. Winters flags you down from where he's standing atop a large rock, surveying the gathering crowd. Will stands next to him, though he's monkeying with his tablet and looks rather bored. He barely looks up as Winters speaks:

"First thing's first: I'm sorry you're here. There's no easy way to break this news, so let's just get it over with, hm? You're dead. Or, ah, you've died. Call this the afterlife if you want, or don't if that ain't your thing, but point is, you're here 'cause you died. Those are the facts.

This world's dead, too. You've noticed by now it's pretty dark, yeah? That's 'cause there's no life here, not anymore. And that lantern you've got? That's your life, so to speak. The flame goes out, you die, and vice versa. Keep it close. Should be easy enough to remember on account of how the sun don't rise. You'll need something to see by.

This place is called Beacon, and that's Lake Red Jacket. Town's 'bout a mile down the road, and we've got a bonfire there, but that's the only other light you'll see in this place. Save for the moon and all, though the sky won't do you much good out in the woods. I'll let Rastus explain the bonfire to y'all.

Ah, right. I'm Ben Winters—Winters'll do—and this here's Will Ingr— What? For christ's sake, Dr. Will Ingram. Likes to think he's the brains of the operation, as you can see. If you've got questions about these tablets, he's your guy. Rastus tends to the fire, and you'll find him in town. He's married to his job in a way. And you may never've seen a person like him back wherever you came from, but don't make a big fuss over it. He's a nice fellow. Mind your manners.

The three of us are leftovers from past resets. We came here on that ferry just like you, but it's just us left now. 'Sides the Lighthouse Keeper, but it'll be a bit before you get to meet her. She's got control over the town, see, and if she ain't satisfied with a group's performance, they get the axe. Town gets reset. If she pulls a reset on you folks, a couple of you might end up like me and Will here, giving this speech to the next crop."

The red beam of the lighthouse pulses over the group, over the trees. Winters glances up to watch it swing out over the bay.

"But don't hold it against her. Ain't her fault we're in this mess, and we've all got a job to do, including you.

For now, concentrate on accepting your lot, yeah? We're here to answer your questions, but we ain't gonna tell you all there is to know just yet. Some things are best learned on your own, and some of it we just don't want to saddle you with yet. There's a limit to how long we can stay here safely, that's true, but thing is, we do got time. Time enough to play this smart. Do better than the folks before us did. Settle in, make peace, explore a bit if you're up for it. Use these first couple weeks to come to grips. You ain't gonna be any good to the town if you don't sort yourself out before worrying about what comes next.

So listen up: You're dead. You died. Whatever your old life was, it's done now. None of us can go back, so all we've got is forward. Welcome to Beacon. Could be worse, yeah?"

ooc.

Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! For this intro log, all three NPCs will be available for chatting with, whether your character wants to make casual conversation or ask questions about all this. The headers on each NPC toplevel are there for easy reference as to what each of them are responsible for, but you're welcome to go to any NPC for whatever reason. You're welcome to assume your character has overheard any NPC conversation to learn more about the game. After the NPC threads have died down, we'll compile the info learned ICly and add it to the game history page. If your character would contribute something specific to the game history records, let us know!

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

The monthly store restock

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[Does Kyna realize this dude is the same one she argued with on the network? Nope. So she's just going to approach him as normal, completely chill.]

Hey, uh... Do you think you get my phone connected to the network? Would that even work?

[Yeah, he's got no idea, either. Won't that be a fun surprise?]

That depends. From what I understand, "phone" has been used to mean a lot of different things at a lot of different times. Are we talking some huge box-like object, or is it something more like a computer?

[Or maybe his lack of separation between texting style and speech patterns will immediately give him away.]

[Kyna slips her phone out of her pocket and slides it across the table towards him. It's just a normal 2018 era smartphone.

And luckily for Will, Kyna doesn't notice the similarities between his texting and speech. Tucker would be ashamed.]

Will that work?

[Yeah, somewhere in the ether, Tucker is giving her A Look.

Will takes the phone and fiddles with it a moment, though the lock screen stops him for now. He really doesn't feel like trying to guess her password, though if he knew her close associates and birthday, he's pretty sure he'd have it in a few seconds. She doesn't seem the especially secure type, and this tech isn't new enough for biometrics.]

Probably, yes. I'm assuming it's normally able to connect to networks? My question is why you would want to. What functions does this thing have that you can't get otherwise?

[She shrugs.]

I don't know, I'm more comfortable with it, and I can stick it in my pocket.

You do know these things fold up, right?

[Sure, it's a little tall to stick in the pocket of your jorts, but still.]

Anyway, I'm fairly certain I could do it. Haven't been able to figure out where the signal's coming from, but I know which part of the device receives it, and I've got plenty of extras.

[He gestures toward the... mess.]

Now all that's left is to ask what I get out of it.

[Kyna lets out a long-suffering sigh and crosses her arms over her chest.]

I mean, I'm dead, so I've got some bloody clothes and that's it. What do you want?

You know normally it's the responsibility of the buyer to make an offer.

[But he'll take pity on you this one time.]

Have you got any skills? Any knowledge that might prove useful? Bargaining isn't only about physical objects.

I'm kickass at magic. Want me to teach you?

[Is this a good idea? Probably not. Is she offering anyway? Yep.]

Magic.

[U n i m p r e s s e d.]

I don't even come from a world with magic. I doubt I even can learn.

God, don't give me that look. I've taught plenty of people who don't have magic where they're from. This isn't my first rodeo.

[Give him a second to think.]

What does this entail, exactly? And are you teaching me how to pull a rabbit out of a hat, or is this actually useful?

[He's still skeptical but he's not saying no.]

Doves only.

[She says, with intense sarcasm.]

Of course it's useful. What do you want to use it for?

Well that depends on what it can do. Remember you're the one who's supposed to be making the offers, here?

[They JUST talked about this, Kyna.]

Well, you're not gonna learn anything crazy right off the bat. Sometimes I use one of my electricity cantrips to charge my phone. Or I could teach you a spell that makes you resistant to damage for a while.

[Will holds his hands up for her to stop.]

Back up a moment. What's a cantrip? And what do you mean "resistant to damage"? Would I be harder to hurt, or would I just not feel it?

A cantrip is the simplest spell there is. They're easy to learn and don't take a ton of energy to cast. And you'd be harder to hurt.

[On the one hand, this feels stupid. On the other hand, he's not one to ignore something potentially beneficial, and he does like to learn things.]

Fine. [He holds out his hand for the phone.] I'll work on this, and you work on teaching me this protection spell. Deal?

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