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

[worthallthis]

Nope, you're not grabbing Crowley this time, Bi-Han. Sorry. There's a big fella with a metal arm who grabs Crowley literally by the scruff of his neck-- well, by the back of his jacket, anyway-- and hauls him back before Bi-Han can get a hand on him again.

"No," the Soldier growls. And gives Crowley a little shake, though their eyes and glower are on Bi-Han like they think he is the one who needs threatening to behave, here.

They know who the armored man is. Sort of. They've seen him around. He's not a spirit, anyway. But Crowley is not allowed to go into the forest. Absolutely fucking not. And they're not letting this person take him.

[sauntered_downward]

Crowley looks positively offended.

"Excuse me," he says, looking down at the human soldier person's arm. Oh, but being offended, or acting like a surly teenager caught going out after hours certainly isn't going to work on the human soldier person here.

"We're going to the Lighthouse," he says, instead. "Something has to be done here, you know that."

[saibot]

"Who are you to stop me?"

Well, he's fully welcome to stop Crowley, but this person sure as hell better not attempt to stop him. Then again he kind of needed Crowley to make this lighthouse raid work more efficiently.

[worthallthis]

"I don't care what you do," the Soldier tells Bi-Han, expressionless. "But Crowley
isn't going anywhere." They pull the demon back another step, just in case, and focus over on him instead of Bi-Han. That gets an expression, and it's an annoyed-- and worried-- expression. "My mission is to protect you, asshole. I'm not going to let you get killed going to the damn lighthouse."