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

[callada]

Mhmm.

[And will it ever get easy to believe? Maybe not, given this place likes to preserve an illusion of life. He doesn't feel dead. Knows he is, though. And Wade, well. Given how the guy went, there's no doubting that either.]

I had... goals, you know. A career.

[But he chose this and he doesn't regret it. He just hadn't thought he'd have to come to terms with the things he failed to do afterward.]

[sulfa]

[ Wade swallows dryly while staring down at his hands and wets his lips with the tip of his tongue. ] Me too. I was going t— I was halfway through my internship when I joined the army. That's a shadowing period our doctors have to go through before they can practice on their own.

[ But enough about him. Irwin lifts his head to study his roommate. ]

What about you? Were you always in the navy?

[callada]

[He nods slowly. It's true enough, since nothing of his life before that matters now. Certainly none of it should ever matter again, here.]

Marines, yeah. The World Government military.

[Explained with a half-shrug. It's a navy but the distinction matters to him. It's a matter of duty.]

It's all I really wanted, so I knew this was always a risk. I just... wanted to be there for people who needed a helping hand and it was the best way I knew how to do that. Piracy's a big problem in my world. A lot of island villages would get wiped out if we weren't there to protect them.

[He waves a hand as he explains as if gesturing to something that isn't there. Intoxication has loosened him up, made him a little more animated it seems.]