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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Day Two [Noob Saibot, Kuai Liang]

[primordialerebus]

[ At the feeling of someone approaching, she looks up and lets out a frustrated noise when she sees who it is. Of course it’d be Mr. Mcedgeface. ]

I don’t have any soup for you to knock over so you can kindly fuck off.

[ God she was not in the mood for this. ]

[saibot]

[Unlike Kuai, even in life Bi-Han was not beyond using whatever resources necessary to find a specific target. This included looking in on other people's conversations on the network. (Something his brother would probably find dishonorable)

And why he was the master thief of the family and not Kuai.

So piecing together who the name belonged to wasn't exceptionally difficult. The appearance of the graves also made people somewhat easier to find in all the darkness oddly enough.]

Oh? And here I thought you wanted to fight? Has your spirit cowered in fear over the chance at a real challenge?

[To prove his point of what he came here to do, he pulled a sickle directly out of his chest like it was something completely normal to do. ]

[primordialerebus]

[ If she was capable of feeling anything other than dulling numbness mixed with grief and anger, she’d say she was frightened and a bit impressed by this dude just pulling a fucking scythe out of his chest.

Now?

She was annoyed. ]

You know not everything has to be a dick measuring contest right? [ She stands up, brushing the dirt off her pants. ] That jokes exist.

[ She glares up at him, the darkness around her seeming to grow denser if at all possible. Her shadow seems to writhe slightly in response to her wild emotions. Why was he so fucking annoying? Why couldn't he leave her alone!? ]

[saibot]

Your anger says otherwise. But it's painfully obvious that you feel you are no match. I suppose that's for the best. Killing you would be of so little effort.

[Goading? Check. He takes note of darkness and the way her shadow almost moves. It's almost ... curious. Does she have abilities herself? He might have to push her more to find out.

He makes no other movement either defensively or offensively, he'll watch her for now and see if he can get her to strike first.]

[primordialerebus]

[ She rolls her eyes, not that it’s visible through the sunglasses and general darkness. Hopefully, the vibe she’s going for is apparent though. ]

Look if you’re just gonna stand there and like make fun of me or whatever. Have fun wasting your time I guess. Because guess what? Unlike you, I don’t give a shit. We’re already dead asshole! And apparently we come back anyways so literally what’s the point of this bullshit.

[ As she rants, the shadows pulse ever so slightly with her emotions, showing that he is getting to her, even if not necessarily in the way he’s going for. She’s not pissed about being accused of being weak or whatever. She knows that. Old news. She’s pissed because he’s an asshole going out of his way to make this nightmarish situation worse for everyone.

And that.

That’s bullshit. ]

[saibot]

There are fates far worse than death. Even if gods can't die, they can be dismembered. Coming back just means the repeated feeling of pain as you die each time. I can make each death more brutal than the last.

[She was trying so hard to stand up to him without fighting. It was almost admirable. But everyone has a breaking point. He just needed to find her's.]

You could always run if your fear is that great.

CW: Suicidal ideation

[primordialerebus]

[ One gets the distinct impression that if there was a desk in front of her right now, she’d be slamming her head against it in frustration. ]

Oh my god why are you so fucking dramatic!? [ She says, throwing her hands up in the air. As she does so, the shadows surge momentarily with the motion. ]

Seriously, like if you wanna waste your time, have fun I guess?

[ Because she really isn’t worth the effort. Though if any of the deaths stick, he’d be doing her a favor if she’s being honest. Part of her is morbidly curious how many times it’d take for her to just, cease to exist like she deserves. Most of her just wants him to leave her alone. ]

[saibot]

[He'd laugh at her if he could, almost finding her a bit amusing.]

You speak of drama, yet you are the only one upset.

[He steps forward, but instead of attacking, he opens a shadow portal right under her. The purpose to drop her in another location, probably right on top of Kuai or something.

Since he was here he might as well see what she was being so protective over.]