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

[antiwhat]

[ Oh no, she said that out loud. Ellever winces, realizing that she's just rambling at this point — is it nerves or something else? Probably nerves. Normally she isn't prone to rambling and keeps things pretty concise. ]

Uh... [ She runs a hand back through her hair idly. ] Let's just say that Bad Things are supposed to happen to the world when I die. And I died.

[ Unhelpfully vague, but Ellever dislikes her status as a Child of the Nine with a self-loathing passion. She shrugs as she adds, ]

So if something bad happens to me, it's... fine.

so sorry for the delay!

[sauntered_downward]

What sort of things?

End of the world things or just the usual 'world's not the same without you' sort of things?

[He has a feeling he knows what her answer will be]

<3 no worries at all!

[antiwhat]

Hah.

[ Ellever shakes her head slightly. She's clearly trying to figure out a good way to word what she needs to. There's... a lot. She has an immense amount of guilt over it. It's heavy, and they're already dealing with this weird nightmare.

Actually, no, this would be a standard nightmare. ]

I wish it was the latter. That sounds nicer than vague prophecies.

[sauntered_downward]

[Crowley rolls his head back and lets out a supremely annoyed groan]

If i have to deal with one more vague prophecy in my life, it will be too soon. And I'm meant to figure out what's next by them? Ridiculous.

[antiwhat]

[ A soft, almost hysterical laugh bubbles out of Ellever before she quashes it, shaking her head. This has been her entire life in a nutshell, trying to make sense of a prophecy that seems to damn her. So literally that somebody actually killed her because of it. ]

Fuck, I know. What gives people the right to be so damned vague. Just spit it out. Put in a few footnotes or something. [ She glances at him. ] Or sources? That would be nice.