INTRO LOG: NOVEMBER

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INTRO LOG: NOVEMBER
OLD FAT BOAT

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, and around town.
date/time: november 1-3.
content: the ferry's back! yay! and it's piled high with goodies! yay!
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.

•••

To everyone's surprise, the ferry does indeed arrive on schedule. Right on time, it comes chugging along toward the beach, though its usually noisy engines are silent. And it seems to be sitting quite low in the water... Hmm.

Unfortunately for those unlucky enough to find themselves onboard, there isn't yet a replacement dock for the one that was destroyed last month. The ferry stops right where it would normally anchor, but then... that's it.

Logistically, there's good news and bad news: The good news is that the ferry is only about 25-30 feet from shore, which is well within the safety of the harbor and is a manageable distance for swimming with an open flame. The bad news? It's... 25-30 feet from shore, which is going to make unloading supplies, er, tricky.

The usual monthly stock has also come in, but, oh, what's this? There's an awful lot in the cargo hold. An awful, awful lot. As a matter of fact, the boat is absolutely filled with food and goods. The storage areas are packed tight, but the bounty spills out onto the decks, and even into the cabins. It's entirely possible that some of the newbies woke up surrounded by potatoes, or with a carton of eggs balanced on them. Maybe even in a pile of Beacon's signature standard clothing. In short, the ferry has become a proverbial horn of plenty.

Where all this stuff came from is one mystery, but another is how to get it all to shore. Better unload it before the weight sinks the ferry again! Just kidding. (Or are we?)

At a glance, the only thing out of place on the ferry is that the door to the bridge is welded shut. Seems a small price to pay for this resurrection though, doesn't it? Besides that one door and all these goodies piled high on the ship, it's almost as if the ferry crash never even happened. Maybe things will be okay after all?

Or maybe the new arrivals will have something to say about that. 🤔

And speaking of newcomers, the tablet and the town have some resources available for getting acquainted with their new situation! 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.

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.

As hinted above, it's also up to veteran residents (and newbies alike) to figure out the missing dock situation. Some efforts have already been started to rebuild the structure, but until that's done, the logistics are in your hands! Swim for it, fly for it, teleport to the beach, or maybe use one of the rafts or boats built earlier to shuttle people to and fro. Whatever you do, just make sure you get all the cargo (and people!) off the ferry before it departs.

As an additional note: We will NOT be tracking how you do all of that! There's no need to report salvage efforts to us, as by now, we trust y'all players to make things happen. So long as we see these challenges getting addressed ICly, we'll assume the town came together and figured it out somehow. Nice work, everyone!

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

• The monthly store restock
  
• A smorgasbord of other items; though limited in scope to the items typically found in the restock/stores, there's an abundance of everything.
  
• And that's it. With the fate of the ferry uncertain, Rastus was unable to order deliveries last month. :(
  
• ...Except for a single box of blueberry Poptarts for Peter Parker.

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Comments

[survivaltricks]

[Akira's expression slackens, brows shooting up as Matt pinpoints the subject of his question perfectly. but then again, should it really be that much of a surprise? he's probably gotten plenty of questions about it, and there's something apologetic about the way Akira speaks next. like he's contrite for adding one more question to the pile]

Ah-- yeah, actually.

[EXTRA SHEEPISH]

I was going to make sure the sunglasses weren't just a fashion statement so I can adjust for the future.

[a beat]

But they are a pretty fashionable pair. For the record.

[catholicisms]

I am, yeah. Since I was nine.

( don't feel too bad that he saw that one coming, Akira. that's pretty much the first question most people ask him. Matt more than predicts it at this point. it's the first of a trifecta that everyone seems to wonder about — no, he hasn't been blind his whole life, no, he doesn't have a guide dog (and didn't even before he ended up here) and when he combs his hair he mostly just has to hope for the best. )

Glad to hear it. I had a nicer pair back home, but we make do with what we can get around here. ( these are more dated than he's used to and do not have the intimidating red mirrored lenses, but, it's still better than nothing........... )

I'm told there's another guy around with sunglasses, though to my knowledge he's not actually blind. Just an asshole. ( just a gentle warning if Akira ever runs into Crowley. he can see just fine but acts blindly selfish all the same, and yeah Matt is STILL butthurt about it. clearly, because he's not usually one to be so open about his dislike of someone. )

[survivaltricks]

[FORTUNATELY FOR MATT, Akira isn't even thinking about the other two questions right now. he still feels a bit like a tool for the unintentional insensitivity, but Matt seems to be taking it in stride]

Yeah? I guess that makes sense. There are no fancy department stores in Beacon, I'm sure.

[A JOKE. . .]

Does the other sunglasses guy know he's known as the "Sunglasses Asshole?"

[he is not known as the Sunglasses Asshole because Akira just totally made that up on the spot]

[catholicisms]

Not that we've discovered yet. Maybe there's a Macy's just waiting for us in the woods.

( see, two can do this joke thing!!! Matt is more than a little on the serious side, but he can still make a joke when the occasion warrants it. I never said they'd be good ones, though.

and as for Crowley, there's no good nature left for that guy. Matt doesn't even feel that bad for calling him a dick to a total stranger. )

After he crashed the ferry and destroyed the dock, I think he's pretty aware he hasn't won himself many fans. Be careful, if you ever meet him. ( Akira's young enough that Matt worries about him on principle — better to know and stay out of the way than be surprised by it. )