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logsinthenight2020-08-01 08:44 pm
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INTRO LOG: AUGUST
INTRO LOG: AUGUST
DARK, DARK, DARK
characters: everyone.
location: all over beacon!
date/time: the first part of august.
content: a few new faces, the teleporter is up to old tricks, and overall just loving not being trapped in an underwater science station right about now.
warnings: n/a.
welcome to beacon.
The first thing you're aware of as you come to is the glow of a lantern, just within reach. Hazily, you start to recall the events leading up to your arrival. You died, somehow, but how does that equate to you being wherever you are?
The second thing you're aware of is that you're being handed a slice of cherry pie by a six-limbed masked creature with a hairnet. Looking around, you find yourself inside a school cafeteria. The school looks to be in decent condition, despite being dark and clearly abandoned - except by whatever this creature is. Stick around long enough and they will also serve some chicken nuggets and a box of milk. Wander a bit, and you may find a memorial wall for dozens of unfamiliar names and faces. Where is this?
A few answers can be found if you pick up and look through the tablet that's settled right beside the lantern. Some of the information is a little out of date at this point, but the most important details are still there: yes, you're really dead, keep your lantern close, and watch out for the spirits. You might notice mention of a ferry, but that's odd, especially if you're nowhere near the lake...
Leaving where you are and using the provided map on the tablet will help you find your way to town, and along the way you might find some out of place items, like crates of food or toiletries or clothing. Feel free to grab what you find as you make your way there, your new neighbors are sure to appreciate it.
Luckily for all the newcomers, the tablet 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. It's still a little messed up (maybe someone might want to record a new message?), it has plenty of important information to share. Newcomers can always check out the weekly bulletins and the records that were thankfully saved from the bad storm a few months ago. If that's not enough, there's many long-time residents of Beacon that will be happy to share how things go around here. If not in person, network works too.
hide and seek.
The teleporter repair team has been hard at work, and their hard work has paid off. Items have arrived in Beacon aplenty! Only, the aiming protocol is still a little off and it's still all over. Whoops. While anyone with a specific request will find a spirit guide to help them find their wares, everything and anything else is fair game for a little fun.
The spirits are in a playful mood, and have taken the liberty of locating all these lost sundries and supplies. And of course, after that, they chose to hide them around town. Spirits vary from great at hiding things (lining a hollowed out trunk with swim trunks) to downright terrible (is it really "hiding" that sheet of plywood when you put it behind a streetlight that is smaller than it is?), though they seem to enjoy the experience either way.
Need something in particular and don't know where to start? Don't worry, spirits will be happy to give hints. If you can understand their esoteric forms of communication, that is. Others give away the game in the fact they hide with the items themselves, and find the prank so hilarious that little snuffles and giggles are an easy clue to the stowed stash. If characters play along long enough, the spirits will give up the game and will show the poor things with no seeking skills what they've hidden. Still, why not have a little fun with it? The spirits sure are!
ooc.
Hey there, wonderful players, and welcome to The Next Night! We're so glad to have you with us, both new and old. For a run-down on what's upcoming in August, please see the August gameplan, or check the calendar for a quick overview!
As a reminder, things like newcomer arrivals, item deliveries, and lantern repair all depend on the help of the characters in the game! If your character would be interested in assisting with the equipment at Dr. Solis' Lab in any way, please let us know!
DELIVERIES
The newly ported in items have arrived, but as in July, they're still kind of everywhere. Learning to use this portal technology is hard, and more hands helping out are always appreciated! As mentioned above, the spirits will readily help find people's personal requests, but the general resupplies? Guess you'd better be willing to play the spirits' latest little game. The following can be found, one way or another:
- The monthly store restock, which provides enough food, general sundry items, and basic supplies to comfortably last the group a month. You can check what kind of items to expect in a monthly restock here.
- For Elektra Natchios: several slightly oversized t-shirts and sweatpants made of comfortable materials, a bottle of black nail polish (chip resistant), a bottle of whiskey with a slight odor of sewer when the bottle is opened (though it tastes fine), and a teddy bear.
- For Rosinante Donquixote: 4 boxes each (25 rounds per box) of shotgun and flintlock pistol ammo, except in every box two of the rounds have been replaced with nerf darts that some poor kids probably lost long ago.
- For Fitz Kreiner: A limited set of lockpicking tools and a set of locks to practice on, and some paper umbrellas which may require some disassembly before they can be used.
- For Matt Murdock: an assortment of 14 lovely rings (not all pictured here) as well as 6 rings to share with his friends!
If you submitted an item request last month and we've missed it here, let us know!
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"Merwen the Impatient One." He tilts his head, slightly, looking a bit like a confused puppy. "That's an interesting title." Did she give it to herself, or did someone else do it? And further, was it accurate or teasing or both? "I'm Matt Murdock. And the little one with leaves is my spirit friend. I call them Ivy."
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But her name, well. That's a whole thing. "'The Impatient One' is my selfname," Merwen explains. "I am a Sharer, and we choose a selfname when we feel we are ready to share in adult society. A selfname is meant to be something about you that is true that you are intent upon outliving."
She... has not actually noticed he's blind, not yet.
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They do run off to hide shortly after, but that's in the spirit of things, so nothing to take personally.
"Self name. So it's something you picked for yourself?" Impatience is not the most flattering of words to pick to describe oneself, but it does make sense once she explains it is a feature she hopes to overcome. His expression is mildly thoughtful as she explains the nature of her name, and her people. "Not many people so easily admit they're impatient, even if it's true."
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"That is why it is a mark of adulthood," Merwen says. "A child does not self-examine. An adult must know herself if she hopes to speak wisdom to her sisters at a Gathering. My lovesharer is the Inconsiderate One, the daughter of my womb is the Intemperate One. Our other daughters are the Screamer and She Who Spits Up Her Food, but, well." Her expression flags a little. "Normally children who are so young do not take selfnames, but... there were unusual circumstances, for them. They will bear those names as a mark of what they experienced, and perhaps that is the most truthful selfname of all."
There's a lot of pride in her voice, and a lot of love, and honestly any excuse to talk about her daughters.
"But if we are learnsharing, would you share with me the meaning of your name?"
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He never managed to have children, himself. Matthew supposes that's for the best, and yet he finds the fact a little sad at the same time. At least it gives him less to mourn upon finding himself here. He doesn't envy Merwen the fact she has an entire family to mourn.
As for the meaning of his name, it's much less a story. "I was named after the disciple. It means gift of god." It was a very catholic name, though perhaps not as meaningful as it sounds. "My father was determined to name me after a disciple. He never did tell me why he decided on Matthew, I suppose I can just be grateful I'm not Mark or Bartholomew."
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But a name carrying a meaning like that is impressive, even if she's not really clear on what he means by "disciple." The word itself is clear enough, but please, the naked purple woman knows nothing of Christianity. "That is a weighty but powerful name to carry," Merwen says. "The Matt you are named for, what was he a disciple of? Something important, I must assume."
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As for not connecting disciple to Christianity, well, he wasn't expecting that. They're so painfully synonymous on Earth he doesn't always remember that around Beacon, not everyone is from Earth. It means he is paying her far more mind than he was a second ago, and slowly realizing that he doesn't hear the bristled movement of cloth, or smell the familiar cotton or linen or fiber of clothing.
It's coming to him. Give him a minute.
"Matthew was one of the disciples of God, in the Christian faith. I take it you've not heard of that." So his talks about being a good catholic are a swing and a miss here, too.
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It isn't how Sharers name their children, but it's human enough that she understands.
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Not quite but pretty close?? Lbr catholicism and its refusal to allow for holy women besides Mary could stand to have a lot more holy sisters in the mix. As for his father hoping he'd be closer to the disciple thanks to being named after him, well, that's a romantic way of looking at it. Matt never got a chance to really ask his father why he'd picked Matthew, of all disciples. If there was some connection his father wanted for him. If it was just an obvious catholic name and a 1 in 12 chance, and he'd ended up with this one.
It's a little wistful to wonder, too. "I hope so," he muses, a little distantly. He'd like to think Jack had a plan, even though frankly, that doesn't sound much like his father. "I never got the chance to ask."
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She almost has to assume so. It seems the only obvious reason to her as to why anyone would not know their mother or mothersister. Father is like a mothersister, right? She's pretty sure.