EVENT LOG: THE NIGHT WE MET

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EVENT LOG:
THE NIGHT WE MET

characters: everyone.
location: the path from downtown beacon to the harbor; all over town.
date/time: february 16-21.
content: the forest spirits send off their friends to join the aurora. memory opals drop from the eerie green lights above.
warnings: n/a.

i had all and then most of you, some and now none of you.

For most of the day on February 16, all of the town's forest spirits can be found along the stretch of road between downtown and the harbor, clearly setting up for, uh, something. They're piling snow onto the pathway, creating a miles long sled trail that starts outside the Landmark Inn and ends at the very end of the harbor's dock. Not only that, but the forest spirits are also not super willing to explain what they're up to! They're busy, you lantern-havers.

By the time evening rolls around, the spirits have set up wooden railings alongside the snowy path, as well as a warming tent, hot chocolate booth, and announcer stand outside of the Landmark. Oh, and a starting banner for the race! It's dogsled time!

Throughout the event, Beacon's downtown and harbor areas will be completely overrun with forest spirits, all there to bear witness to this holiday celebration—this holiday is for them, though, not you weirdos with your naked faces. Point is, none of the spirits will be hostile at this time! They're more interested in interacting with each other than with Beacon's residents, though if pressed, a kind spirit might be willing to explain what's going on:

The aurora arrives in Beacon for about a week each year, and the forest spirits believe it to be "friends in the sky". The lights are old friends of theirs, it seems! And each night while the aurora shines above the town, the forest spirits send off a handful of friends to join the aurora! The spirits ready to join the aurora build sleds of their own and assemble mighty sled teams, sometimes comprised of dog spirits and sometimes... other stuff. Then, when the aurora is at its peak in the wee hours of the night, the sled teams will ride off one by one, racing down the snow-covered path all the way down to the harbor, where they'll finally rocket off the dock and out over the lake, picking up more and more speed as each team gallops wildly over the water before arcing up into the sky. Once the spirits are barely a speck, they'll hit the aurora and burst into a shower of light. Beautiful stuff!

See, since the aurora is made of light, forest spirits launched into it are killed on impact! Isn't that wonderful! The forest spirits seem to think so! What is death to a dead thing!

All of this information can be learned through handwaved/played-led interactions with the forest spirits during the event. They'll all be focused on saying goodbye to their friends and cheering them on as they stream through the sky, but they're happy to welcome lantern-havers to join in the celebrations. The hot chocolate is free and only tastes a little bit like mud, so. Enjoy!

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For the entire duration of the event, the aurora will dance in beautiful silence overhead, lighting up the whole town with its eerie green glow. Every so often, handfuls of opals will rain down like meteorites from the lights above, and these opals each contain the memory of someone currently in Beacon! They can be found all over town, landing on paths and atop buildings and maybe even rocketing straight through your ceiling to crash into your living room. Perhaps a forest spirit decided to hide some shiny rocks in your cereal box or under your pillow... Better hope the Postmaster General doesn't find your opals before you do, though. That spirits sure does love their rocks. Point is, who knows where the opals might turn up?

On that note, if you signed up for a random event, we'll be RNGing characters to receive these random events throughout the event! The event may happen in response to a toplevel on this event log, or we might turn up in your IC inbox... 👀 These events will be entirely random, meaning we could dole out any number of them at any time, so it'll be a fun surprise for all of us.

If you missed signups and would still like to toss your name in the ring, go right ahead! Signups will remain open throughout the event, though we can't promise everyone who signs up will get something.

And finally... Each day, we'll post a list of the forest spirits joining the aurora! What, did you want to know in advance? The forest spirits have never been a particularly organized bunch, so they're winging this—which means more surprises for you. :)

Enjoy the races and the lights and the opals, residents of Beacon, and remember: WHAT IS DEATH TO A DEAD THING!

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Comments

[sunborne]

[ out of habit more than anything, daylight presses the heel of his palm against his optics. though he has no need to wipe away tears or sparks that aren't even there, something about the motion is comforting to him.

and it helps that he doesn’t feel exposed for showing this sort of vulnerability to jason. but something about jason — so grounded and sure, confident and calm — also helps dissipate the panicky, tight feeling spinning in his chassis. allows him to catch his breath, to regulate his venting cycle so it didn’t feel like his processors were heating up. ]

They— Um... They— They sound really smart, whoever said that. [ he smiles at jason, having picked up that someone had said it before. and a good saying too. something about it both acknowledges the circumstances but still shows what could be done in the face of it.

it helps him. it helps him a lot.

and, in return, he tries to summarize what jason said to him in his own terms. trying to see if he could come to a real understanding of what jason was trying to tell him. ]

We… We don’t get to choose our parents. We don’t get to choose what we get from them, too, but… we get to make the most of it, no matter what? [ he laughs a bit but it doesn't sound as hurt like one would have expected. ] I can get behind that a lot, I think.

[notthatjason]

I don't know about smart...[He felt weird praising the god of the southern winds. But he had a feeling it was the kind of thing Daylight needed to hear, just like Jason had needed to hear it at the time as well.]...but they helped me when I was having a crisis of my own.

[He thinks about Daylight's interpretation of it and nods. All that matters, as far as Jason is concerned, is that it helps him.]

Right. We get to decide what we do with our lives...not our parents.

[sunborne]

And we'll do it together.

[ he finishes wiping at his optics and manages to flash a big smile, needing a second or five to wipe at his servo to make sure it was dry. (then he realise he doesn't need to do that because he can't cry and whoops.

let's pretend that didn't happen.) day then presents his servo out to jason, offering it up for... a handshake, it seems? why else would he be doing this? but, thankfully, it isn't long before day reveals the reason why: ]

Because we're not alone in this! Not anymore while we're here. [ if there's anything good to come out of this, day thinks, it's the knowledge that he and jason can support one another. more than ever since it seems they have a lot in common now. more than ever. ] While we're here, we have each other's back! We'll... do what we can! Yeah!