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logsinthenight2020-01-20 01:02 pm
inthenightmods) wrote in logsinthenight2020-01-20 01:02 pm
Entry tags:
- !event,
- bucky barnes (gail),
- castiel (inky),
- cheryl blossom (amanda),
- daylight vis lornlit (melly),
- duster (nara),
- eleven (inky),
- ellever brandt (crow),
- jason grace (erica),
- javert (rachel),
- klaes ashford (bee),
- kol mikaelson (jade),
- link (psi),
- maes hughes (erica),
- masaomi kida (wind),
- miriam maisel (chase),
- quentin coldwater (ireth),
- rosinante donquixote (lauren),
- somnus lucis caelum (jae),
- sora (mawi),
- stone (gail),
- will ingram (leu)
EVENT LOG: TURN THE LIGHTS OFF
EVENT LOG:
TURN THE LIGHTS OFF
characters: everyone.
location: around town.
date/time: january 20-29.
content: the lanterns begin to malfunction.
warnings: body horror and psychological horror. please cw tags appropriately.
you'll become one
January 20th arrives the same as all the days before it. There's no great pulse of warning that throbs through the air, no ominous wind that causes the bonfire to shudder. The spirits are neither agitated nor do they hide. You could almost miss the change, if the lanterns weren't always by your side. There's no explanation that comes with the way that it's changed, but it's impossible not to worry when it's happened so suddenly.
Maybe it takes a few days, or maybe it only takes a few hours, but suddenly it isn't just the lanterns that have changed. You, yourself, have become somehow different. It's possible that you won't even have the right state of mind to wonder how long it will last. At the very least, it appears you aren't alone. All across Beacon, lanterns are changing, and changing the people with them.
Out in the distance, the lighthouse's beam has turned green.
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"Why are you looking at me like that? I didn't grow two heads," she bites then lazily slides across the frozen, shallow water, the claws on her feet making it screech and crackle.
"Also, sweetheart? Really?" She's not impressed. Pausing a few feet in front of him she tilts her head. Did he get a fever or something? In any case. "Yeah, war... everyone loves it for some reason. Why would they leave in peace and harmony when they can have war? Is it thirst for blood? Power? Power is fickle, it betrays you. Humans never learn that."
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"I promise you, though," he adds dryly, "I'm no lover of war. It ain't done me any favors." All he can be pleased about, really, is that Steve is well out of it. "Mostly it only helps out the ones on top, not us poor bastards who gotta actually fight in it."
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Her look darkens then she laughs, shaking her head, "Are you agreeing with me just because I said it? You, humans, had started it all first. Rich or poor- it didn't matter, both hated us- and hunted us until we were almost all gone. You guys really have no measure."
She turns back to him and looks over the frozen lake. "And because of you, I'm no different. I became a killer. A good one, the perfect one. A rebel during the war, a criminal once it's over."
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He shrugs wryly. "It's what peons like us do, I guess. We kill people. At least I ain't a criminal yet, but who knows, maybe I will be. Depends on who wins the war, in the end." And he's not convinced their side winning is a sure thing, just yet. Not with HYDRA's weapons decimating battlefields.
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"What's your name, Soldier?" she asks, eyes zeroed in on him, slits narrowed in attention. "I make sure not to forget people I fight with or against." That's true only halfway- she doesn't really care for the names of her enemies, only allies.
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