EVENT LOG: ENTER MR SANDMAN (DEFENDERS)

[inthenightmods]

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

aren't you guys lucky you got one of the intro monsters

[inthenightmods]

It's looking for them, at first, but it doesn't take the spirit long to figure out where its prey has gone. If the talking didn't give them away, the guy dropping down out of the sky sure did.

The monster creeps across the ground like some sort of person-limbed tarantula, coming toward them with a certain inevitability. And all the while grinning with its too-wide mouth, in a face (or is it a mask?) that's a mockery of a human's.

"Are you guys okay?"

Jason's words, but Allie's voice, and coming from the mouth of the spirit. Hmmm seems something's been eavesdropping. It's unclear whether it thinks this little bit of a mimicry will work; it's not like it's trying to hide. It just keeps coming, slowly, steadily. Better get ready.

yay? except that picture is terrifying XD

[notthatjason]

"You're welcome."

The tone is so flat it's hard to say whether he's being sincere with that response or matching Masaomi's tone. It's probably not the right time for that, but when you've been fighting monsters all your life, dropping into a situation like this means you have to make time for banter in case you die in the next few minutes.

Jason doesn't plan on dying mind you, but you never know he's already done it once. They all had...actually they probably all died doing stupid stuff exactly like this. That's a thought for another time.

He wants to answer Allie, realizing now that he hadn't really shown off that particular ability to everyone...except then her voice is coming from a different direction. Jason finds the threat he'd spotted from the sky again despite the darkness, though there's a part of him that wishes he hadn't. The hairs on the back of his neck and arms go up, static build up, because that thing sets off all the wrong signals. He moves forward, hoping to make himself the bigger, more interesting target.

Which, hello, demigod? He'd already noticed the spirits had a certain attraction for him anyway. Somethings didn't change no matter what afterlife you were in.

He narrows his gaze and when he speaks next it is practically a wolfish growl (Lupa had taught him that), "If you move any closer, you're not going to be. It doesn't have to be this way."

It was getting one warning. If it continues its approach, Jason would meet it with his blade.

i feel like the luckiest dead man alive :)

[mellowyellow]

Masaomi's back is to the approaching monstrosity, and the tree is too wide for him to peek around. All things considered, he's probably lucky he can't see the thing, especially considering Jason's expression, but he's too nervous to count his blessings there, too frightened to keep from hastily surveying his limited vision anyway. He can't help but stiffen at the disturbing audio trick and immediately drops the pretense of banter in favor of raising his weapon to neck height. Defense has to be his number one priority. Sure, they could all die in the next few minutes, but fuck it all, Masaomi is damn well going to survive long enough to make sure Allie gets a chance to bolt.

Unless Jason just decides to step out and taunt the thing. Oh shit, oh fuck! What the hell, man?!? If Masaomi hears even the slightest stick crunching or branch bending, he is going to grab this classical hero idiot and yank him clear whether he likes it or not.