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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[This is wrong. Why wasn't he turning around? The hand he could still see hadn't even twitched. Maes's eyes are, of course, drawn to the picture. It is indeed the same guy from the statue and what he could only assume was the rest of his family.

The Von Bones. Pawlina, Puppette, Barkley, and their father Woofington and an unnamed mother. Maes reached out and propped the photo back up so it could stand properly. The glass was cracked, but Maes didn't have a way to fix that either.]

This is a fine family you have. I bet you keep your favorite pictures with you, I know I do. Three kids though...I can't imagine. My little Elysia is a handfull all on her own. Gracia and I did start talking about trying again, but at the time I was always working too hard and now, well, now it's too late.

[He takes a breath. No reason to talk about that now, unless he was just seeing if mentioning family, not work, would gain a response.]

You know, we found some letters for you, left by your little girl. She's worried about you and your wife, but you know kids have a hard time understanding why parents do the things that they do.

[It's for them. It's always for them. At least for Maes, everything he does now is for Elysia and Gracia and the one time he didn't consider the consequences of what he was doing was the time he died for it. Because he was trying to help someone else, was doing his job over taking care of his family. Dammit, Maes, focus.

Maes sets down the papers he had gathered, smoothing them out and intentionally placing them near the photo. He then straigthens and goes to walk around the desk.]

And sometimes, we mess up and we do things that aren't in their best interest. But we still have to face those things and deal with that too.

[He's talking to the guy in the chair right? Or is he talking to himself. Either way, he's not talking to the back of a chair any more.]

[Who and what, exactly, Maes is talking to, depends on how he looks at what he sees. Because the person sitting in the chair is certainly not the Mayor. No, it's Noctis. When did he get there? Who put him there?

Most importantly, who chew his head off from the neck, and where has it gone?

There's a sound of crashing outside, and the room suddenly feels very, very oppressive. The only way out is the way they came, but is it any more safe out there, to the tune of porcelain smashing?

Still, they'll have to venture out eventually, and when they do, they'll fine that all the statue busts have been broken to pieces, littering the floor. The husks all seem to be bleeding.

And there to greet them in the lobby is the woman from the Mayor's photo, the mother whose name was undiscovered. Her eyes are bloodshot, her muzzle covered in blood. She growls, hackles raised, and though she wears the suit if an accomplished career woman, everything else about her screams feral.

She has Noctis' head by the hair.]

What have you done? What have you done with the children?

[No amount of reasoning soothes her. It's going to be a battle for their lives. But the battle never comes, because they wake up just as she lunges with her teeth bared.]

EVENT LOG: ENTER MR. SANDMAN (DREAMERS)

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