EVENT LOG: ENTER MR SANDMAN (DEFENDERS)

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EVENT LOG:
ENTER MR. SANDMAN (DEFENDERS)

characters: those who signed up as defenders for the event
location: all around Beacon
date/time: november 16-29
content: the defenders attempt to drive off a spirit invasion
warnings: lots of horror! body horror, psychological horror, gore, violence, etc.. please cw all threads where appropriate! mods will do the same

in your closet, in your head.

It all happens in a matter of moments. Your friends, your companions, and even some people you aren't all that fond of; everyone who took so much as a bite of the spirits' feast suddenly collapses into a comatose heap. Which is bad enough already, but the worst, by far, is yet to come.

Before anyone can really figure out what's happened to the sleepers, the woods surrounding the town come alive with sound. Rustling, screeching, clicking, howling, and under it all, the characteristic hoots and whistles of the forest spirit tongue. But these aren't the friendly creatures that set up the banquet in the first place, and they aren't the familiar faces (or masks) from around Beacon. As they begin to emerge, bursting forth from the trees, these spirits reveal themselves as a horrifying army of terrors. And sprinkled among them, distinguishable by the emerald glint in their sockets, are the infamous "green eyes", the dangerous spirits that appeared once before.

Attempting to talk to these spirits is a moot point, made obvious by their immediate assault on anyone they get close to. They attack with claws and teeth, with limbs far stronger than they have any right to be, and the green eyes, as they are wont to do, will try to get into your head. Somehow, they seem to know what it is that scares you most, and they don't seem too hesitant to use it. It's not clear what they want— are they here to eradicate you? To frighten you? To send a message?

Whatever the case, one thing is very clear: you and everyone else, sleeping or waking, are in serious danger. Are you ready to defend Beacon?

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Comments

[featherknives]

Let's grab a few and go regroup. We can't fight these things by ourselves.

[Xayah knows when she's outnumbered and to calculate her chances. And right now, their chances are zero.]

I'll cover you.

[necromantiae]

( see, the thing about that is that ambrose has no idea who to grab. does he go for people he knows or would that be seen as favoritism? he makes a face and then just hefts one person over his shoulder and uses magic to make the second person easier to hold. )

Good plan but where am I going? The Invincible? The church? You got a better spot to put these people where they won't be so exposed?

[featherknives]

[Xayah doesn't care if it's favoritism or no- in any other circumstances she wouldn't be helping people in the first place. Here, however, she's slowly learning how to work as a team to not be wiped out by these spirits. Her grudge can wait.]

The Invincible is the closest and it has things we can use to barricade the door. They also have supplies if we need to tend wounds. Let's go!

[necromantiae]

( yes good, they had a plan. they had a plan and he was just going to grab the first person he could and heft them over his shoulder before following her. )

It's going to take a dozen trips to move everyone.

( he remembers to throw up a protective spell as they leave so those left behind have some barrier between them and the spirits until they can be moved. )

[featherknives]

[She picks up one of the people that look more on the lighter side- try as she might, she's not able to lift beyond her body weight. Flying helps but only so much.]

You seem to be good with magic. Think you can levitate the entire table if we stack people on it?

[It would go so much faster.]

[necromantiae]

I could try.

( he doesn't think there's a restriction or a weight limit on his magic but that is a lot of people and he knows he'll have to be careful. )

But, if I accidentally drop someone, you can't tattle on me later.

[featherknives]

I don't think they will even notice.

[What's better- being a bit banged up or getting killed by the hoard of forest spirits? She knows which one she prefers.]

Let's go- I got your back.

[necromantiae]

While I would prefer no one to have to have my back because I wish this wasn't happening, I appreciate that.

( he nods and then starts moving, quick but quiet. )

Let me know if you see anything that I don't. I'd rather not get ambushed.