EVENT LOG: GRAVES

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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

[paletteswap]

"They do seem to be here to cause us to be ill at ease rather than to actually honor the fallen. There's no honor in leaving a token of respect and then being forced to experience someone else's emotions and experiences," he says it with some disgust. He hates that he's become privy to others' personal thoughts. He shouldn't know those things. It's not his place.

[callada]

"No, there isn't. Hard to offer well-wishes and respects and then see suffering instead," he agrees easily. "Especially when most of us would probably have wanted to keep those things private. Reveal them on our own time, to people of our choosing."

But who needs honor, right? It's never something he sought. If it was, he wouldn't have nodded along and echoed Kuai's sentiments just now. He's glad he saw everything he did, even if it was hard. Information can be vital and collecting it isn't always noble.

"So they - it - whoever, has set us up not only to see each other at the ends of our lives, but then also has set us up for conflict at the site of the grave itself. There are people here who sit and guard their memories, who'll fight before they'll let anyone pay respects."

[paletteswap]

"Yes. Unfortunately such choices were taken from us." He narrows his eyes, briefly annoyed that he'd been subjected to things outside his control. He'd spent too much of his life being enslaved, controlled, possessed or manipulated that even something as simple as seeing things he didn't intend to deeply unsettled the part of him that was terrified of losing control of himself again.

"I saw that as well. It won't do them any good if someone is determined to see it. And it seems suspicious that anyone would be so adamant that no one see how they died." He naturally assumes that it means they died dishonorably. All honor, all the time with Kuai.

"Though I would have preferred to not be forced to feel other's emotions."

[callada]

"The ones I noticed who were guarding their markers the most intensely were the children, though," he points out with a frown. He too would have thought that someone being so adamant would be suspicious until he spent some time really trying to track some of the memorials down. Most of the people who died in questionable ways, people who might have had something to hide, were accepting enough of their deaths and even welcomed questions from those who saw.

"I think they were just the most afraid. I don't blame them. They're so young."

[paletteswap]

"They shouldn't even be here." Now he sounds more than annoyed, he sounds mad. If he could personally eviscerate whoever thought to bring children to such a place, even those who were as capable as adults, he would. Such a creature is a monster that deserves no mercy.

"I don't know what the rational response is to seeing your own grave appearing and when others interact with it they relive your death."

[callada]

"Children die too," he points out, though he understands the anger. Not everyone who dies comes here or this place would be much busier.

As for rational responses, though, he's likewise at a loss. He just shrugs. "Everyone is going to handle it differently. But as I said before, I think now I'm more worried about what's to come. I hope it ends up giving us insight into why we're here, though. What we're wanted for, if anything." Other than yes, these resets, but that in itself means very little to him right now.

[paletteswap]

"Certainly, but they shouldn't be subjected to," he gestures around at the darkness and the nearby graves, "whatever this is."

He shakes his head, not fully agreeing, "Perhaps. All we can do is wait."