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]

[Funny definition of simple. But he'll allow it, if only because he feels bad for having pressed that particular button. The question of age is, of course, linked to the topic of death for all of them.]

You remind me of Dr. Ingram. He's the only other person I've heard use that word here. "Quantum."

[But he shakes his head.]

Sorry, though. Really. I don't know what's going on here and how all these memorials with their visions got here, but it's got a lot of us on edge for good reason.

[fogey]

Of course he is.

[ not that they're the only ones. there's rosalind, who he nearly exclusively discusses quantum mechanics with, for instance. not that, really, most people go around discussing quantum anything. but he chooses to make it sound like a values judgement -- of course rosinante isn't familiar, of course that goes along with five's opinion of him -- because, as it's been pointed out it's got a lot of us on edge for good reason. ]

Look, I don't want your apologies. If you saw anything? I don't care. If you didn't? Still don't care. You don't have to explain anything to me.

[ said, as if he didn't literally appear in the night to judge rosinante for stopping by his grave. ]

[callada]

All right, all right. No explaining.

[He holds up a hand as if to surrender, to placate. Everyone has their way of reacting to all this - the graves and their visitors, and the occasional confrontation where the visitor is seen as an intruder instead. It's his mistake for not being more careful and confirming the grave's owner wasn't around before stealing a look. At least he feels better about the age thing - not that he really understands or even fully believes it, for how little sense it makes - but at least with the children, he tries to ask first, or avoid them entirely. It's good this kid isn't really a kid. Apparently.

He stoops to pick up his lantern.]

I'll be on my way, then. I didn't mean to bother you.