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

[song_of_ice]

[Coming from a place of war, a sword unsheathed could be seen as a threat. Now, it was a sign of survival and intelligence. Two swords out against this threat meant a better likely hood to survive.]

There are others, less difficult than the green eyed creatures. Unless you mean some other beast?

[Gods, please not something bigger.]

We're stronger in groups, better not to go too far on your own.

[pure_havoc]

No, you have it right. They're dangerous, but I can still say less so than the ones with the green eyes.

[it says a lot, but he's only heard rumors that the green-eyed ones are the ones visiting hallucinations on them. How does anyone verify that fact, especially at a time like this? Best just to think them all a threat to be eliminated]

You're right, no one should...and yet... [yeah oops apparently Lord No One Go Out Without a Buddy went out without a buddy. Cao Pi rubs at his eyes with his free hand] I must have lost track of where I was going.

[song_of_ice]

Have they ever given you the visions?

[He wished that he knew what they were facing, what sort of threat this was and the level of torment they could inflict. It might be masochistic of him (and there were those who'd claim he was a fool for suffering), but it was better than not knowing.

Like so much else, he was approaching this blind.]

I lost my partner as well. He went off to the armory. [He nodded at Cao Pi's blade.] Did you already come from there? Maybe you were going back to whatever safe haven you made for yourself? Some people have reinforced buildings and are taking turns with patrol.

[Obviously not Lord Commander Loner]

[pure_havoc]

It is those, then? You're certain?

[just great. All the more reason to kill them if they can, but they don't seem the kind that are going to go down easy. Wonderful.

Cao Pi follows his gaze and shakes his head.] Pure Havoc is mine. I have been staying near the Invincible, but people continue to need escorts - for supplies, or out of some noble need to go and check on their friends elsewhere. [which he realizes after it's already out of his mouth that...he just described Jon, oops.]

...do you need a companion to go and hunt for him?

[song_of_ice]

As much as I can be without inviting them to attack me to know.

[He'd been lucky so far, but he had seen how others were responding after an attack. The madness, the horror of it, he wasn't going to chase after whatever it was they were seeing.

It's not an inaccurate description. He's always been a fool when it comes to these situations.] They're keeping away from the sleepers for the most part. I'm not as frantic to keep close to my friend.

No, I think he's going his own way now, otherwise he'd look for me too. [A pause.] You?

[pure_havoc]

[All the more reason to avoid any green pinpoints of light in the darkness. There's still no way to know how far away they have to be in order to still affect the minds of their victims.

Still, good to know, and he's going to be far less keen on jumping after every one of those shadowy snake-demons he sees that aren't really there.]

As long as I'm not needed to escort, I will stay close. I don't trust my vision right now.

[song_of_ice]

This isn't the hands appearing in the woods or those other damned visions. I heard the green eyes can be worse.

[He was right though, even Jon felt that his vision could only be trusted so much at this moment. After so much adrenaline being spent and so many hours being forced awake, he was running on little energy.

It was safer to stay where they were.]


We could take shifts? Let one rest and the other keep guard? We might not have much of a chance later.

[pure_havoc]

Yes, shifts are best. This is scarcely the time to start working out a schedule but I suppose we have no choice. [grumbling to himself, as he turns and reassesses the path between them and the nearest door. Doesn't look like anything is in the way but one never knows if an ambush is waiting] As many as we can pull together to agree on the shifts. This is no job for a mere two or three at a time.

[that gives him incentive to stop standing around staring into the darkness, Cao Pi makes the first move back toward the Invincible. His temporary paralysis has been broken!]