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logsinthenight2019-09-06 04:19 pm
inthenightmods) wrote in logsinthenight2019-09-06 04:19 pm
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EVENT LOG: FOR EVERYTHING A REASON
EVENT LOG:
FOR EVERYTHING A REASON
characters: everyone.
location: the harbor.
date/time: september 6-7.
content: characters and forest spirits send off paper lantern boats in honor of those who have died..
warnings: character death
a somber kind of serenity.
When you arrive at the harbor, there are already boats in the water, and the lighthouse's red beam flares in slow pulses over the lake. The moon's a bright first quarter and the stars are out in force today, all reflected on the glassy surface of the water. It's uncharacteristically calm, this weather, so take advantage.
Rastus is down at the water's edge, tending to a large mound of pebbles that looks not unlike a miniature bonfire from a distance. The stones are all ordinary, having been collected from the beach, except Rastus has enchanted them to glow with a soft, yellow light. The enchantment will only last a week, but that's ample time for this little ceremony to send off those lost over the past two months. Or to send off something less literal, perhaps.
Next to the pile of stones is an array of craft materials—just the basic supplies like paper, markers, glue, and scissors, but more than enough to accommodate everyone in attendance. A handful of forest spirits (some you may recognize from the party!) are standing nearby to assist in paper-folding or boat-crafting if you're out of your depth there. They, along with Rastus, urge you to join in. This memorial is as much about you as it is anyone we've lost, after all. The boats can look like or represent anything you like.
Releasing boats lit with pebbles out onto the water will fill you will a sense of peace. It's a somber kind of serenity, but it's a relief nonetheless, whether you're mourning the loss of a friend or letting go of some other part of yourself. You're welcome to release as many boats as you like, too. It's not like there's a shortage of rocks around here, and even if the craft materials run low, there's plenty of other stuff around town that could be used in a pinch.
The forest spirits are in attendance, as well. Some are helping with the crafting, yes, but most are taking part themselves, building their own little boats to send out over the water. Their crafting involves more of a hands-on approach: Chomping and tearing and crinkling into unique shapes and textures. They stand out from the townsfolks' designs on the beach, but once the boats drift far enough into the surf, it's impossible to tell which vessels belong to which group. Feel free to NPC your own forest spirits for this event and refer to the OOC info post if you have questions about how they might behave.
On the final night of the event, a sound starts up along the treeline, one you haven't heard in some time, perhaps. Crickets. Cicadas. Katydids and beetles and the shrill hum of a mosquito in your ear. It seems insects have returned to Beacon from... wherever they were hiding, and the night air is now vibrant with their music. No more eerie silence back in town, where the sounds of the lake are snuffed out by the trees. It sounds almost like a real forest now.
And it will stay that way after this event ends, too. Maybe you were enjoying the time away from bugs or maybe you were longing for some sign that, yes, this world was alive once, but either way, the insects are here to stay. Well, until winter, at least.
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Happy to be of help, Jo! I- [ he pauses, feeling a bit silly for a second. then he decides to heck with it. he might as well push through the hesitation and embarrassment to say what he wanted to say while the chance is there for him to say it. ] I like helping my friends. If I can do something for them than I know I'm living the best life I can have.
[ because we're friends, is something he doesn't say but the earnestness and the friendliness in his expression and his voice says it all. ]
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But sure. She gets it. And she likes him, so she'll allow it.]
Yeah. Helping friends, and anyone, it's important.
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[ excited and cheered by this turn of topic, daylight does a very daylight thing and extends a servo out towards jo. the pinky finger is out and so is daylight's megawatt and sincere smile. ]
While we're here, we'll do what we can to help each other! To the best of our abilities to live our best lives. [ well- technically it's their unlives but no need to cut hairs like that. ]
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She lifts her hand after a moment and wraps her fingers around his one pinky. That's good enough, right? She can't do the normal pinky promise with him. There's no way.]
Yeah. We'll do our best.
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despite the somberity of the event and the nostalgic homesickness he feels, daylight manages to feel hope for the days that are ahead of them all. it's certainly enough hope to have his winglets with vigour and sincerity. ]
[ ooc; we can end here if you want! i really love how cute these two are whenever they get to team up, ahhh. ]