EVENT LOG: GRAVES

[inthenightmods]

EVENT LOG:
GRAVES

characters: everyone.
location: Bonfire Square.
date/time: July 12-19.
content: mysterious shrines appear and bring visions of death.
warnings: likely violence and potentially gore.

time to pay your respects.

It happens when no one is looking, when most of the town is asleep and the rest are inside. A makeshift cemetery has come to Beacon, taking up residence in the middle of Bonfire Square. Each monument, shrine, and altar is dedicated to someone who now resides here, a memorial of their previous life.

Some may be drawn by curiosity, others by fear, and some may simply have to pass through this strange graveyard to get to the Bonfire itself. Whenever a person gets near, the altars beckon with a mysterious urge— an urge to approach, and an urge to leave something behind. They will feel compelled to make offerings at the various shrines, but doing so has a curious effect; it causes one to experience the death of the person whose grave they've honored.

Whether you resist the compulsion or give in willingly (or something in between), you'll also have to wrestle with the fact that a grave exists for you. Will you let your death be known, or try your best to keep it secret? Destroying it sure won't work, as it will return— with a duplicate somewhere else in town.

However you choose to deal with this, one thing is hard to ignore— this a tangible reminder of your death, and the fact that it's probably permanent.

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Comments

[ryanreynoldsvoice]

Pikachu is shellshocked. He didn't mean to see this, and he feels like he shouldn't have. Kuai doesn't exactly seem like a big 'sharer' when it comes to personal moments. He wavers on his feet before having to drop onto all fours, ears flopping down low.

"I, uh,...."

A swallow.

"....I'm sorry."

[paletteswap]

He sighs, sitting down cross-legged next to the downed Pokemon. He'd only been walking by when he'd spotted him, yellow fur standing out in sharp contrast to the gloom around them. He didn't want to linger by his own grave it seemed... Unwise somehow.

But he eyed it now, to have something to look at that wasn't the small slumped over figure next to him, "There is nothing to apologize for. We are all seeing things we would rather not. And we all died before coming here."

Knowing that isn't the same as seeing though. As feeling someone elses emotions.

"It will be alright. Eventually."

[ryanreynoldsvoice]

"You, uh, you never get shaken by anything, do you?"

It's partially an attempt at deflection through a joke. It's easier than going into the feels, right? But there's truth there. This guy never seems to be thrown. Not by death. Not by some weird afterlife town with no light...not by small electric rodents.

[paletteswap]

"I do, I just don't show it." He smiles faintly, "In my world being surprised can often lead to being killed. So I try to be prepared for anything."

Death. Afterlife town with no light. Electric rodents. Anything.

His expression softens a little as he continues, "It's not always effective, though I've had decades of practice."

Kuai has never been too good at keeping emotions off his face, though he has mastered keeping his voice even so at least while speaking nothing he's thinking is betrayed.