INTRO LOG: DECEMBER

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INTRO LOG: DECEMBER
IF I HAD A HEART

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: december 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. robin posts a bulletin.
warnings: n/a.

welcome to beacon.

It's dim, and the room won't stop swaying, gently rocking you back and forth. A loud sound startles you fully awake, a deep, moaning call: a foghorn. As your eyes adjust, you note faint red light streaking through the room from a tiny, round window.

You've found yourself in a private room, lying on a bed. The last things you remember are the events that led up to your death. Beside you is a folded tablet and a lantern glowing with a healthy flame.

You're on a ship. And that ship is docking.

Making your way to the deck, and eventually the pier, you find only moonlight to greet you, and a dark forest beyond. There are other people here, each with their own unique lantern, and many of them look just as lost as you are. On the ferry you've just disembarked from, the speaker system begins to play a song.

In the distance, across the waters of the lake, you can see the tall silhouette of a lighthouse, its red light slowly turning.

•••
The ferry has barely docked when everyone's tablets will ping: A new weekly bulletin has been posted!

...Aaaaaanyway, luckily for all the newcomers, the tablet and the town have some resources available for getting acquainted with their new situation! In fact, as soon as they're prompted to enter a network username, an app containing all sorts of useful welcome information will launch. Newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records in town hall as well, and everyone's welcome to get in touch with the NPCs through their inboxes.

ooc.

Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! You've happened to come at a chaotic time, as we've just wrapped up a rather large event. Half the town was stuck in a dreamland version of past Beacon, where they explored for clues about the town's history. The other half stayed awake and defended the town from a brutal onslaught of green-eyed, hallucination-inducing forest spirits. The town's pretty haggard after all that, so hey, there's a conversation starter! It'll be good to have some fresh faces around to help with the recovery process.

You can check out the various Enter Mr. Sandman event posts in the OOC and log comms if you're curious, and plenty of the details will likely come up ICly, as well! The aftermath is just beginning, and we're so glad to have you along for the ride. :)

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

• The monthly store restock
  
• For Eliot: A carton of cigarettes
  
• For Prompto: 17 pairs of reading glasses
  
• For Eleven: A pair of walkie-talkies, and enough batteries to last for 3 months of casual use
  
• For Aziraphale: 12 drums, 11 lead pipes, 10 pairs of shoes, 9 wilting corsages, 8 bottles of milk, 7 taxidermy swans, 6 goose eggs, 5 stale onion rings, 4 bins full of duck armies, 3 dead chickens, 2 turtles, and a whole tree, though it's long dead... and strung with lights and garlands and holiday ornaments!
  
• For Kol: A book
  
• For Crowley: Peppermint extract, cream of tartar, a candy thermometer, a tin of cocoa, graham crackers, a generic bottle of red wine, a t-shirt with a crown logo on it, a book of love poems, and the goods
  
• For Eleven: An assortment of wrapping paper, gift tags, ribbons, bows, and gift bags.
  
• A lot of medical supplies. The supplies are plentiful enough that everyone may handwave finding common first aid supplies that will help to triage injuries sustained during the Enter Mr. Sandman event. The supplies won't immediately cure wounds, but they will help to prevent infection and ensure proper healing. There's even an assortment of painkillers, ranging from over the counter pills to IV morphine (though, hm, it seems each character will only be able to find one dose of the hospital-grade stuff, no matter how hard they search)

If you submitted an item request last month and we've missed it here, let us know!

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Comments

[withsadness]

Maybe!

[She's not actually sure, because she just kind of eats without paying attention to what it is she's eating. But she's excited, now, because this is much less of a negative subject.]

Come on, come on, I'll show you!

[onlyeverdoubted]

...Yeah, that sounds like... people.

[Bodhi seems to include all parties present in people. Mewtwo's just not weird by his metrics.]

never apologize friendo

[luxoraculi]

If he were to voice that particular concern out loud, she'd have to remind him that he didn't kill her, that they went out together. And that he most certainly wouldn't let anything happen to Aziraphale, thank you.

"I know that. But to make things easier and to gather more information, sometimes it is a necessary evil," she responds. "It wouldn't have to be forever. Just until we have enough information. There is a saying, is there not? One catches more flies with honey."

That's something that her mother used to tell both she and her brother, at least. It's something that has stuck with her over the years, and it's worked, for the most part.

[onlyeverdoubted]

Bodhi responds to the soft touch like he's been jabbed by a hot poker, flinching away violently. And then it all smooths away, calm and collected and normal, no objections voiced or even admitted to. "Sure, uh, some reading to do, I guess." He sounds a little flustered, admittedly, but he's pretending very hard that he's fine, and that should count for something. "Still. Seems... Seems like there should... Be something, yeah?"

[worthallthis]

You were hallucinating and afraid. It's all right.

[They give her shoulders across their shoulder a little pat with the metal hand.]

You called yourself the same thing. Did you. Mean that about yourself, too?

[justcawse]

[Since that's where he wants it, Akechi is just going to climb down the ladder.]

I'm glad to be of help. Did you make all of these decorations?

[luxoraculi]

It does matter, and I am terribly sorry for that. If you are injured severely or they cause you great pain, it would be my pleasure to heal your wounds.

[ She shifts, looking down. ] Nyx is no longer among us. He is gone. Dead, the bulletin said. I believe it, I've not seen him since before the chaos began. He is gone.

[luxoraculi]

[ She listens and her eyes follow whee he gestures and points, her expression one of absolute horror as she learns more. That last one that he speaks of sounds the worst, and she doesn't waste any time in placing her hands on his cheeks and pressing her forehead to his. ]

Blessed stars of life and light... [ She'll allow her healing magic to flow into him, stepping back and allowing him his personal space only when she's finished, though she does reach to take his hands within her own. ]

I am so sorry that happened to you, Prompto. I agree with Ignis, you should be on bed rest, but within a few days my magic should give you relief.

[worthallthis]

"Left your. What?" The Soldier is not up on pop culture in any way, shape, or form. They don't even remember much from their own time before HYDRA. "What are Scooby snacks?" And why does it sound so utterly ridiculous.

[withsadness]

...yeah.

[She squeezes her eyes tightly shut, but this time, it's not because she's tired.]

Someone made me, too. So I'm different from other people. But you don't mind it if I'm different, do you?

[worthallthis]

Welp. The Soldier is absolutely never doing that again. They're not good with touch, but they're better than that, especially when telegraphed that well by the other person. They ease back, out of touching range, to silently tell Bodhi he's safe. "I can tell you about the spirits that attacked, if you want. We did learn a few things about them. I died once. That was strange."

[justcawse]

[Too? Well, that is interesting to find out.]

That sounds like things are never boring then. If you don't mind me asking, what kind of stuff have you had to deal with so far?

[Usual facade, go!]

It was. I was investigating a group that called themselves Phantom Thieves of Heart. There was a possible connection to them and some of the Mental Shutdowns that were happening but...

[He's only going by usual Akechi logic, but he wonders if he should backpedal a little bit; all things considered.]

The more I investigated, the more unlikely that they were the ones who caused it.

[He'd "solved" the case, but there were a lot of circumstances to add in.]

[worthallthis]

Why would I mind. You're you. And I like you. I don't care where you came from.

[He'd be a huge hypocrite if he cared about that sort of thing, anyway.]

I'm not sure if I read the tag right. Sorry if this is off.

[justcawse]

[This is through text, but even that comes off as sarcastic. Well, she can find out for herself in nothing else. He did his part but saying something about it. Whether or not she got herself killed, he didn't really care.]

There are a lot of people here who can fight. If nothing else, there is an armory you could visit for weapons.

[worthallthis]

"But you trust Rastus." Which isn't to say they disagree, but they're curious what makes the distinction of Rastus as different.

[justcawse]

I don't blame you. It takes a bit to get used to.

[Maybe not so much when you've already been exposed to the Metaverse and Mementos...?]

I'll keep that in mind. More eyes and ears on the case certainly helps uncover clues faster.

[axegirlfriend]

I've always kind of been that way. Contradictory, I mean.

[But Ambrose introduces himself and Remi can't help but smile.]

I guess we're both in good company, then, huh?

[justcawse]

It was about as dark as it is here normally. Maybe a little more so for being in a mine shaft.

[He'll spare some parts at least.]

[mellowyellow]

[You talk about them like they're mutually exclusive.]

Yeah! Still alive and kicking!

[Alive and kicking from a bed. Which he can't leave. He is bedridden. But it still counts.]

I'll take that as my bad ass victory for this round.

I don't know about you, but I already died once. I'm not stoked about the possibility of it happening again!

Apocalypses are cool for band names and gritty movies starring CGI, but that's it!!

[mellowyellow]

It is if you pay attention!

What kind of budget sci-fi colony is Eden-5 if it doesn't have a single supernatural urban legend?

I'm disappointed in you.

[Why? Because he can be, mostly.]

[mellowyellow]

[He tries! Too hard. But still.]

I guess my super energy and enthusiasm did get pretty rattled. Right along with my skull.

But my skull is thick, and my spirits are too!

We'll all be back on top in no time. Promise.

You won't have to figure this fever dream out alone.

✧*｡٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و✧*｡

[necromantiae]

Not off the top of my head, no.

( more's the pity. )

You?

[necromantiae]

Indeed.

( and ambrose makes quick work of getting the drinks situated before saying anything else. )

So, why are you a mess anyway?

[reigniter]

[Ignis shakes his head,] On the contrary, I am perfectly fine. [Scrapes and bruises don't really need healing, he can handle them. She needs to conserve energy for more important things.]

That... [Ignis' gaze falls as well, looking extremely troubled. What is this place doing...] It had happened before. With Prompto. He was here and then gone. Now he's here again.

[He places both of his hands on her shoulders,] Don't lose hope. He'll be alright. He's a strong and capable man.

[luxoraculi]

If you are certain. But please... if you need it, let me know. [ Because he should know by now she's going to be keeping an eye on him, making sure he's not limping or nursing any major wounds. It's just in her nature. ]

Yes, I recall that. But I feel like, perhaps, this is different... and I am okay with that. I don't want Nyx here.

[ It's not to say that she isn't sad, because she is in a selfish way. She'd grown... attached to him, but at the same time... maybe it's for the best. She smiles tiredly at Ignis as he places his hands on her shoulders, and she looks up at him again. ]

Sometimes I feel like this place is, perhaps, more of a purgatory. That once we have accomplished things here, our souls will be free to move on to something far better. That is what I'd like to think happened to Nyx... perhaps all he needed was to make sure that we were all alright. That is what I'd like to believe, at least.