logsinthenight | EVENT LOG: ENTER MR. SANDMAN (DREAMERS)

characters: all characters that signed up as a dreamer for the event.
location: dreamland feat. beacon of the past.
date/time: november 16-29.
content: the dreamers investigate beacon as it once was.
warnings: psychological/existential horror. further cws will arise depending on the location; mods will cw tags appropriately, and you will too!

say your prayers, little one.

Hello, dreamers. Welcome to Beacon.

Below, each group has a toplevel ready and waiting for the investigation to begin. Feel free to tag in however to establish a tag order, and mod responses will begin once each character has tagged in. If you need a refresher on how the event will work, give the OOC info another read!

As for those of you in the ~~sin bin~~ opt out area...

The Beacon of the past isn't all too different from the Beacon of the present, frankly, except for a few notable exceptions. For one, it's far better lit: daylight leaves everything feels a lot brighter and more sensible than eternal night does. Several advertisements for community theater in the Invincible are hung up (Tryouts for the Ice Man Cometh! Cometh try your luck!) and minor lost and found posters are tacked to a community bulletin board nearby. Oh, and a merry little tune is playing on loop from a record player set up outside the Invincible.

It's cheerful, if not a little off-putting. But the signs of life are clear, even if the forest still looks darkly oppressive over yonder.

Additionally, since investigation threads 1) rely on mod responses, and 2) will likely move on the slow side given the nature of the event/size of the groups, if you would like to have your characters "mingle" in their assigned location, please feel free to write your own toplevels! We ask that you post them as separate toplevels not in response to the mod toplevels (so our inboxes don't get super flooded/we don't accidentally miss stuff). Remember that groups may only interact with each other during the event, but you're welcome to assume timey-wimey shenanigans to excuse why your characters are mingling instead of searching for clues—they do have two weeks in this dream, technically, and dreams are not always linear. If your investigation thread has not yet progressed to a point in which you've got enough of a handle on the setting to write a separate mingle starter, ask the mod you're working with! We'll fill you in on some OOC details so you can mingle accordingly while still allowing for characters to discover those details ICly in the investigation thread.

If you're still jonesing for more threading action during the event, we encourage you to check out the TDM!

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[ What the hell. One of the names being chosen for her is surprising, though it shouldn't be. Of course, this thing does what it wants. That's already been proven since they—

Since they woke up. Except it was the opposite. Because, somehow, it makes sense now. Either she's completely losing her mind (been there) or she's been pulled into some messed up dreamscape that's trying to tell her something (been there too). Maybe, and this is probably a long shot considering she's dead, this is even a Slayer dream.

The message on the computer screen quickly dispels that notion. Her prophetic dreams would never use her sister like this. Never. ]

We've already discussed that you're not my sister.

[ She mutters it in the general direction of the computer in question, studying the strings of numbers that make no sense. But there's three sets, just like there are three of them in this dream, so maybe... Taking a deep breath, she proceeds as she always does: winging it and hoping for the best.

#11.89782730 is selected. ]

[The hooting grows louder, and outside, claws scramble up the brick of the tower.

Buffy selects #11.89782730, and program runs through what look to be a series of calculations before a final window pops up: #11.89782730 (CRAIT) LAUNCHING . . . LAUNCHING . . .

Another shape appears on the radar screen, this one even more distorted than the first. The radar can't seem to get a firm handle on its edge, the mass churning wildly under each pass. It stands at a fixed point near the top of the screen, drawing the first shape toward it.

An alarm pings. INITIATE RESET PROTOCOL (99%)

The lighthouse begins to emit a sound, a horrible droning blend of shifting tones that shakes the tower violently, threatening to knock Buffy off her feet if she isn't careful. The noise is deafening, painfully so—her left eardrum bursts from the pressure.

On the screen, a new window pops up. This time, a timer, counting down from 90 seconds.

NETWORK DISCONNECT IN ( 00:00:90 ) . . .

The chat window pings again.

You know why I had to kill you. One of us was going to survive and it wasn't going to be you.

A window breaks overhead, the faint tinkling of glass just barely audible over the din. There's another crash, and the red light flashes once more, then fizzles, and Buffy's heart seizes in her chest.

It's a mercy, really. She's able to stay on her feet just long enough to see the silhouette of a horrible thing drop down from the light room above, and then she's on the ground, her heart writhing against her ribcage in sharp spasms. The forest spirit throws one clawed tendril at her, the spikes spearing through her shoulders and hoisting her into the air. They let her hang there a moment, swinging idly on their meat hooks, barely conscious from the heart attack—and then they lunge, tearing her open with one sickly rip.

Just before she dies, Buffy spot the anomaly on the radar screen sucking up the last of the dark mass. Then, she'll wake up.]

EVENT LOG: ENTER MR. SANDMAN (DREAMERS)

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cw ear trauma, gore, creepy monster