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In the Night Moderators ([personal profile] inthenightmods) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight2019-12-01 02:43 pm

INTRO LOG: DECEMBER


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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[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2019-12-05 05:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I swear I'm the only person around here who didn't die violently," Stone snorts, but he does give her shoulder a little pat. "I hope your sister managed to tear your killer's head off after they killed you."

A little bloody-minded, but genuine.

"You okay? Aside from being dead and covered in blood."
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[personal profile] daughteroflight 2019-12-11 02:47 am (UTC)(link)
That gets something which might be a laugh, a cough, or a sob. "More...more maybe shrank her to the size of a bug. Then squashed her."

Unlikely, given how little Azkadellia has used magic since she threw off the Sorceress, but the idea is a little satisfying.

"I'm...God, I have no idea. This isn't what I was expecting, not that I really bought that whole afterlife thing." This is what you get from being raised by agnostic robots. "Do I really have to carry this lamp around all the time?"
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[personal profile] scarsolderthanyou 2019-12-11 09:56 pm (UTC)(link)
"Afraid so." Stone holds up his own, a pretty thing that looks more like a flower than a lantern, radiating blue light. "If you go too far from it, you start getting tired and weak. And if you keep going, you die, apparently. It's basically your... life force I guess people call it. Or soul, if you believe in that sort of thing."

He gives her shoulder a sympathetic pat. "I know it's a lot. My people don't even believe in souls and living on after your death, so waking up here was a big surprise. Though at least I wasn't surprised by dying, itself."
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[personal profile] daughteroflight 2019-12-18 02:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, fun." Her lantern is an Edwardian railroad-style affair, a bit unwieldy but the worst part is how it's like the one from the cave.

DG twitches slightly at being touched, still flighty, but then lets go of a little of her tension and nods before looking up at him. "What happened to you?"