logsinthenight | INTRO LOG: FEBRUARY

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INTRO LOG: FEBRUARY

characters: everyone.
location: the harbor, as well as the rest of town.
date/time: february 1-3.
content: beacon's newest batch of residents arrives on the ferry. rastus gathers the town for a debriefing meeting.
warnings: n/a.

welcome to beacon.

It's dim, and the room won't stop swaying, gently rocking you back and forth. A loud sound startles you fully awake, a deep, moaning call: a foghorn. As your eyes adjust, you note faint red light streaking through the room from a tiny, round window.

You've found yourself in a private room, lying on a bed. The last things you remember are the events that led up to your death. Beside you is a folded tablet and a lantern glowing with a healthy flame.

You're on a ship. And that ship is docking.

Making your way to the deck, and eventually the pier, you find only moonlight to greet you, and a dark forest beyond. There are other people here, each with their own unique lantern, and many of them look just as lost as you are. On the ferry you've just disembarked from, the speaker system begins to play a song.

In the distance, across the waters of the lake, you can see the tall silhouette of a lighthouse, its red light slowly turning.

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On February 3, after the newcomers have had a chance to settle in, everyone's tablets will ping with a message from @rastus!

Come tob onfier squae.Pl eaas , we wikll disucss our orogress sincereeluy rastuaas I am th ebonfire keeeeeeepr.

...Followed by another message a few minutes later, this time from @keeper

Omg will everyone head down to Bonfire Square for Rastus' town meeting please? He wants to recap what you've all learned so far!!!

And can someone please teach him that he can record an audio message and then send it to everyone instead of looping the whole dang town in on a group text?? 😂😂😂😂

Assuming you do indeed head down to Bonfire Square after all that, what you'll find is this: a series of benches and tables have been set up surrounding the bonfire, and there's enough seating for all of Beacon's residents. As people take their seats near the fire, the barkeeper forest spirits from the Invincible toddle through the crowd with trays of hot chocolate and warm cider, along with a sampler tray of acorns and pinecones, if that's your thing.

Once everyone's here and settled, sipping on hot drinks and maybe busting a tooth on an acorn, Rastus hobbles forward to address the crowd:

"Crrk. Hello. I am Rastus. I tend to the bonfire. I have tended to the bonfire, mrawk, for years and years. You are doing, rmmm, well. Good."

He nods to emphasize the point. Yes, you are doing good.

"Talk. To each other. Share what you have learned. Yes. Crarrk. It is important."

He nods again, and then... shuffles back over to his post near the bonfire, waiting for anyone who might come by with an interest in torches. Seems it's up to you all to get each other up to speed?

Luckily for all the newcomers who may find themselves confused by their sudden arrival here, their tablets and the town have some resources available for getting acquainted with their new situation! In fact, as soon as they're prompted to enter a network username, an app containing all sorts of useful welcome information will launch. Newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records in town hall as well, and everyone's welcome to get in touch with the NPCs through their inboxes.

ooc.

Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to In the Night! We're thrilled to welcome so many new faces into the community, and you've come at a great time! Alongside this intro log, we have our very first cat herd, which is essentially a recap of the plot thus far, as well as a rundown on a ton of great info to help get you started in the game.

But don't feel like you have to read it all right this second! ICly, Rastus will call everyone together for the town meeting on February 3 to give new characters (and players) a chance to get their bearings before smacking them in the face with all the plot. This log will cover both the ferry arrival and the cat herd meeting, so feel free to bounce around in time in your toplevels.

Remember, too, that all of the plot info available in the cat herd can now be considered common knowledge! Newbies and oldbies alike, feel free to assume that your character learns as much of that plot info as you like at this meeting, regardless of whether or not you thread it out.

And of course, go ahead and introduce yourselves on the OOC intro, as well!

DELIVERIES

The following packages can be found in the cargo hold:

The monthly store restock
For Sora: A gameboy(?), 3 CPR/AED kits, a dozen CPR/first aid training manuals, two packages of capiz shells, a set of candy molds, a caldero, and 3 gameboy games: 3-D World Runner, Decapathon VII, and Sheep It Up!
For Crowley: A variety of clockwork equipment, a large clock face, and the goods
For Jason G: 2 bulletin boards with materials for mounting, 3 packs of pushpins
For Lucius: A manual sewing machine
For Castiel: A dozen flasks of holy oil and a pillowcase-sized satchel of various natural spell components
For Duster: A double bass, complete with a case
For Prompto: A polaroid camera with enough film for 50 photos and a folding sword, which is cruder than the example he gave but roughly the same size
For Aziraphale: A large crate of snowshoes, jackets, and coats in various sizes, a bottle of wine, and a bouquet of red, white, and pink roses tied together with an elegant bow
For Javert: A large crate of various fencing gear and 3 fencing handbooks

If you submitted an item request last month and we've missed it here, let us know!

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[ Aziraphale is busy helping to unload the supplies from the boat, and currently is trying to walk off with a large crate in his arms. As it's larger than he is by a longshot, it gives off a rather comical appearance, being seemingly more unwieldy to him than anything else.

But as he rounds the corner, he nearly drops the crate in shock, and settles for putting it down lightly instead. ]

Eliot!

There you are, my goodness, when did you get back into town? No matter, not important, have you spoken to Quentin? Is he here? Is he all right?

[ He looks around frantically for the other magician, as he'd recently received a very worrisome letter from Q in that very worrisome Q manner. ]

Can't imagine he'd let you out of his sight for the next month!

[ At the sound of his name, Eliot's head turns. He watches the man bumble a bit, then listens to what he says, though admittedly all that Eliot actually understands is his own name and Quentin's. ]

Is he here?

[ That's a very, very good question. And as if it might just make the other magician appear, Eliot glances around, too. That'd definitely be a massive bonus if Quentin were here. ]

Sorry - I feel like I'm missing something. Have we met? How do you know Quentin?

[ He blinks, having not witnessed this before. ]

You don't remember?

[ He narrows his eyes a tad. ]

You've just come on the ferry.

Oh.

[ Not realizing that Eliot understands that there are different timelines and alternate himselves, Aziraphale doesn't want to open up that can of worms, so. ]

I. I am one of Quentin's friends. He mentions you a... lot.

I'm flattered.

[ Because, well, Quentin's been talking about him. But that's low on the list of priorities right now, since Eliot has no idea where he is but apparently Quentin's here, so. That's the important thing. ]

And, uh, where would I maybe find him?

Well, he might still be at the church holding vigil.

[ Actually, Aziraphale should have checked if he'd died.... But he supposes if the thing he's supposed to hide in the case of Q's death is for Eliot, then.... should he? ]

It's where-- ah, nevermind.

But he'll be. Delighted to see you.

I can take you around town to look for him.

Really?

[ Eliot tries not to look too eager at the offer. It's not because he doesn't find his present company bad or anything, it's just that, well. Wouldn't anyone want to be brought to the only familiar thing in a strange place? ]

I mean. That'd be great, actually. Thank you. I'm - You actually already know who I am, you are?

Oh, that's right. Hello, Eliot, I'm Aziraphale.

[ He extends a hand. ]

Lovely to meet you a second time.

I'm sure I can say the same.

[ Even if he doesn't remember it. The point is, thus far, Aziraphale seems quite kind - eager, perhaps, but kind - and he's a friend of Quentin's.

Eliot shakes the offered hand, quick and brief. ]

So. Quentin?

Yes, probably at the church, though otherwise he'll be at the house but--

[ Aziraphale gasps and makes an "ooh" sound. ]

--Yes, you can't go in until I've. Checked it all out. I was. Left instructions, on what to do if he wasn't home.

Oooh-kay.

[ Because that's not odd at all. What the hell does Quentin have to hide from him, anyway, or is Quentin not really here and this is all a trap being executed by a less-than-stellar thug. ]

Sure. I can loiter outside.

Yes. But. Church first, I think, in case he's there.

Ah, we could try sending him a message over these devices, but I'm not sure he'll respond in a timely manner.

Oh, he'll be so delighted to see you. And what a relief.

[ For the rest of us, because Q has been. A mess. ]

--And this is the bonfire.

[ He points out, as they pass by the one large source of light in town. ]

Right at the centre of town square, so you don't get lost. Church is right over the other end.

Are we talking church as in, we're calling it a church symbolically, or a good ol' fashioned, get-on-your-knees-but-not-in-fun-way kind of church? Not that it really matters, I'm pretty sure I'm not gonna burn up if I walk inside, but. Maybe if he's in there I'll just sort of casually wait outside while you get him.

[ It really is sort of a Whatever thing if it's a real church, but Eliot's long since given up on religion being anything good and, much like when he thinks about farming, the idea of stepping up to a church triggers a certain degree of nausea and unreasonable discomfort in him.

The bonfire, though, is quite nice. ]

So it always looks like this? Dark. Foreboding. A little bit like an Anne Rice fan's wet dream?

No, no, it's a real church, we go there to pray. You don't smell evil, but no. For whatever reason, the church here doesn't burn demonic entities. I'd stay away from the holy water if you've been recently possessed, but honestly, it shouldn't be an issue.

[ TMI? He did ask about burning up, Aziraphale thought that might be pertinent. He doesn't know what happened to Eliot once he disappeared. ]

But yes, it's dark. I'll explain. Or, I'll let Quentin explain.

[ They make it to the church, and Aziraphale opens the door. ]

You can just stay out here, if you're nervous.

Decidedly not evil nor recently possessed, just traumatized by midwestern Christianity.

[ It's said with a casual tone, followed by a vague exhale as the reach the church. Things that look really fucking ominous in the dark: churches. Eliot's pretty sure this is the setting for at least a third of the horror movies out there. ]

It's probably for the best if I wait.

Oh... Televangelists? I never liked nor approved of those.

I'll be back.

[ He steps inward, takes a quick look around, and comes back. ]

Sorry. We'll have to try your house.

My parents, mostly.

[ And the entire community, because you just can't really be gay in Indiana.

Fortunately, Eliot's grown past it. That doesn't mean he doesn't eye the church warily while Aziraphale is inside, and he spends most of his brief time alone wishing he had a cigarette. ]

I have a house?

Yes, I believe you lived with Quentin.

--And, I'm very sorry.

[ He knows about their relationship, and he assumes by his disdain for Midwestern religion that his parents don't approve. ]

If it helps at all, I'd like to make the church available for everyone. But I know that not everyone will feel that way, so I promised Jason we could erect a temple sometime. He worships Apollo.

[ He just wants Eliot to know they're all welcome. ]

Anyway, it's not far-- actually, you know, if he's not at home, he might be at the library. He does love books...

As a general rule, I just try to ignore gods of all types.

[ Because, really, when has Eliot not personally experienced being fucked over by a god?

But. He lived with Quentin, which is nice, because that at least takes some question out of the equation. He has a place to go and someone familiar there. Eliot's not about to look that gift horse in the mouth. ]

No, normal people love books. Quentin reveres books. If I was looking for him, I'd definitely try a library.

Yes, let's -- let's do try the library first, then, shall we?

[ Because it'd save Aziraphale the issue of going up to Q's room to look for the ring he promised to keep from everyone, Eliot included... ]

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