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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[sunborne]

[ the second he sets the flower down, daylight is hit with the feeling of something slamming into him. it only takes him a few seconds to realise that it's the sensation of being shot and oh no oh no oh no. not again please no-

anxiety ripples through daylight, the boy ready to panic, but his own feelings are swept away as the experience fully settled over him. reliving the death of someone else is always a different feeling, judging by who it is. for rosinante, it feels like being pulled under a tide. getting swept away in something grand and sweeping. like a force of nature whose reckoning has finally come.

so it isn't long before daylight's feelings of anxiety and fear it's replaced by something he would best describe as defiance. defiance against doflamingo and for what he stood for. defiance against what was literally being aimed down his face. defiance against death itself as rosinante forces himself to live just a little bit longer, just so law could get out, get away, get a chance to be free. that feeling, amongst all the others, burns the brightest for day.

it isn't long before he's pulled beneath the depths as he reaches the terrifying end of the experience. the one where the consciousness fades and the limbs cool and, yet, it isn't terrifying? something about the focus of someone else's future, the knowledge that, one day, they (law) will think of them again is enough. it helps ease the transition of a fading consciousness, cooling limbs, the snow no longer bothering him and-

by the end of the experience, as he reels back from the grave and lands on his butt with a solid thump!, daylight is reminded of the fact he can't cry. his optics burn, his core aches, and, all the same, his face remains dry.

he's not sure if that's a bad thing or not. ]