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In the Night Moderators ([personal profile] inthenightmods) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight2019-07-12 01:00 pm

EVENT LOG: GRAVES


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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paletteswap: (Second thoughts)

[personal profile] paletteswap 2019-07-20 06:34 am (UTC)(link)
"True. I know some have walked into the forest, but I haven't heard if they've found anything interesting. Well other than the paper bulletin with information that was at the post office." Which is another thing he doesn't understand as no one is claiming to be the one writing that. It can't be the spindly strange forest creature that stands behind the desk.

Well it could but it seems unlikely.

"I'll let you know once I have torches. The supplies are safely stashed in my room."
callada: (this wick of light)

[personal profile] callada 2019-07-20 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
"And I'll let you know when I hear from Winters," he says with a nod. "I'm going to ask him if he has a map of the stars here already made, too. If not, I'll have to start working on that."

Not every single one, of course. He's not an astronomer. But navigation by starlight is such a valuable aid on a clear night, and the fact that he doesn't recognize the ones here drives him crazy. Ingram's drawing tool will be put to good use.