𝕋ℍ𝔼 ℕ𝔼𝕏𝕋 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋. (
nextnightmods) wrote in
logsinthenight2020-12-12 12:28 pm
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EVENT LOG: SHIVERS (I'VE GOT 'EM)

EVENT LOG:
SHIVERS (I'VE GOT 'EM)
characters: everyone.
location: anywhere - especially including the darkest far-flung depths of the forest
date/time: december 12-17.
content: dragged away from friends and familiar landmarks, will you find your way back to safety? or will that which seeks to steal you away find you first?
warnings: potential violence and gore, but mostly just being very cold and lost
i caught a bad case of the shivers
You thought you were safe in town by the lights and the faces of friends, but on one little trip out to the general store, or to check in on things downtown, a spiralling storm of snow and ice whips up around you. The burst of malicious weather ends as quickly as it began, but while you're clearing your head and brushing off shards of ice, you find you're no longer where you were.
Worse, you know there are things hunting you. The seven-eyed spirit hungers for new opportunities to isolate each of you and have you dragged off into the darkness. It has followers of its own - green-eyed spirits, and other forest spirits driven mad by its experiments - but the spirits around town who have decided to take your side are trying to help push back against those menacing forces in the darkness.
Will you make it back unharmed? Is there someone out there who can guide you back, or will you have to fight your way out?

i want to get you alone
Maybe you're here alone, maybe you're here with a friend. But where is here? That's the question you'll need to solve in order to make your way back. Call out for help aloud or over the network, whichever suits you best.
Maybe you're lucky and the storm left you on a rooftop or up in a tree where you can just make out distant lights. Maybe you're terribly unlucky and the storm itself sliced you with its icy claws or dropped you from some height, complicating your return.
But the rustle in the trees, the claw marks in the snow around you, the eyes that flash green between the trunks tell you that you'd best act quickly if you want to survive.
Feel free to choose your own location, make it as hard or as easy as you like, and as always the spirits are free to NPC on your own (though mods may drop in here and there as time allows). If you want us to RNG something about where you've ended up, comment here!

i've got some bad news for you
Even if you're not transported off, or working to try and find and rescue someone who's gone missing, you'll notice something strange. Your tablet - in your pocket, on the shelf, wherever it may be - switches on and begins to play an audio post (cw on video: flashing lights). At first it seems like pure static, but beneath that, a rhythm emerges, pulsing and hypnotic.
After a few seconds of this, a harsh, distorted warble speaks, accented with the tones used often by green-eyed spirits but pronounced carefully enough to be (mostly) understandable by all:
n̸o̵w̴ ̶i̷t̸ ̵g̵r̸o̷w̴s̴ ̶ ̶ ̴.̴.̴ ̶a̶n̷d̴ ̴c̷h̶a̵n̴g̶e̶
̴h̵u̷n̸t̴e̸r̶s̴ ̴k̶n̸e̴w̷ ̷a̵l̶l̶ ̴m̸u̷s̶t̷ ̸s̴t̷a̵r̶v̷e̵
̶s̵t̷a̵r̸v̴e̵ ̷i̶t̶
As always, there is a comments field attached to the post.

wanderin in the night
For those who make it back alone or together, who stumble out of the woods still alive and in dire need of warming and care, the spirits in town have done their best to help.
The bonfire provides warmth, the flames of the torches glow every color of the rainbow and then some (good news if you can see into the ultraviolet spectrum, they've even thought of you there), and tables are laden with warm cider (some labeled AlKEHolc) and fritters of various vegetables that - oh, huh, those look familiar. Squash and carrots and things that didn't get carved in the last month or so during their shenanigans have been grated, battered, and fried. Some are even pancake-shaped, while others are just lumpy. There are other fried things, too - fish, donuts, even entire sandwiches. Must be that spirit from the carnival food stall got bored and came over.
The food and fire are warm, and the songs the spirits band together to sing are... well, the intent is heartwarming at least even if the words are complete gibberish.
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