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]

The Soldier finishes up the bird and sets it in front of Misty, feeling better already. Words come a little more easily. "Other people are missing out, then. What else can you make." This one coming out all right makes it conceivable to try something new. If they can't do anything new with regards to a handler, at least they can do something new with paper.

[shadowsran]

"Mm...Frog, if you're feeling up to it?"

A moment is taken to turn over and admire the bird properly, appreciate his successful efforts, before stretching for more paper. "Weird, but impressive-looking."

[worthallthis]

"I like weird." They've come a long way from refusing to admit to liking anything, just a month and a half ago. "I'll try."

[shadowsran]

"Do you, now?"

Amused, she begins the initial folds with the usual allowance of visibility and speed that demonstration demands. He's quick on the uptake, but it would be no excuse for poor teaching. "You'll do well, full confidence, c'mon."