Event Log: The Hills Are Silent

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Silent Hill event
Where: Throughout the city
When: June 15th-20th
Warnings: Silent Hill comes to Hadriel, and with it, a few personalized monsters

On the morning of June 15th, a thick fog rolls into Hadriel. There's nothing quite terrifying about it yet, but it manages to drain the city of color, forcing a grey backdrop onto everything behind it. Feel free to go try to check it out if you want, just be careful, because it won't be too long until the sirens start blaring.

There's not exactly a reasonable explanation for where the sound is coming from: Hadriel doesn't have a speaker system, or any warning sirens in place for when something horrible happens. But you'd better find cover quickly, because shortly after the sirens start wailing, the city begins to change. Walls and furniture start to peel, revealing a bloody, hellish version of the city that you once knew. In addition, the monsters from the bestiary will roam the city, as well as a few other monsters that might hit a little closer to home.

Some characters may run into monsters which embody their own sins or insecurities. Some characters may be pursued by their friends' hellish mirrors. One thing is clear: you don't want any of these things catching you. Luckily, it isn't long before Hope makes a post, declaring the god temples as safe zones from all the creatures that are now loose upon the city.

The sirens will fade within a few hours, and the city will fall back to normal, the monsters will retreat back into the fog as if they were never there, and everything seems to be fine again, as if that terrifying experience was just some kind of twisted dream. You can tell yourself that, if you like... but that won't help much the next time the sirens start again.

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Comments

temple after moving supplies!

[dedikated]

[ Hey, Maketh. Have a killer-turned-clinician flopping down next to you and pulling her hair out of its bun for long enough to massage the base of her skull until the tension in her brain dissipates a little. There has been so much to do already, but the supplies have been moved thanks to the effort of the many and that is something. ]

Sorted. How are things here?

[mismanagement]

[Maketh nods, lowering her clipboard.] Kate. Thus far we've had no problems. Everyone is settled, the supplies have been inventoried, and no one has been fighting.

[It was almost peaceful. Maketh is waiting for the next disaster to strike. Surely there will be one. There always is.]

How are you holding up?

[dedikated]

Been worse. [ she answers that with a shrug, because she has been, even if it has been a long time since she's needed to push her body this hard, even if she really liked that whole 'sleeping every night of the week' thing. ] Need a hand with anything? [ this entire situation is tearing at the past and present parts of her, bringing them to a war inside her chest. The part of her that the majority of Hadriel knows - the woman who spends every day working in the clinic, helping with first aid courses and patching people up when she can do that - wants to continue that job, because its what she truly likes. The part of her that only a few people have seen - the woman who snapped the necks of several guards to drag Glacius out of prison, or shot three possessed humans without flinching when her dreams brought Marc back and tore him out of her grasp in the harshest way possible - knows that there are many things other than healing that need her attention, distaste or dislike of it be dammed. ]

[mismanagement]

We're doing all right so far. [It's wrong to assume the rest of it will go smoothly - Maketh knows it won't. So she's doing everything she can to prepare.] Thus far everyone has been calm, we have enough supplies, and no one has been injured.

[Yet. Maketh rubs her face briefly.] It won't last, of course.

[dedikated]

[ She has a few tasks to complete here before doing anything else, the kind of things the guard would be incredibly helpful in completing. Kate nods at Maketh's rundown and exhales, finally tying her hair back up. ] Expecting that. [ her tone is almost trying to be light, which means it's all edge underneath the lilt.

There's a moment's silence before Kate launches into the lowdown of what has happened with regards to the clinic. ] Bruce is heading to Delight's temple; wanted to get to these places first since- [ well. she gestures at the people all around. these will be the popular hideouts. ] Need to set up a place to treat people in here. [ she glances around, measuring the benefits of each part of the temple in her mind. probably in the back, away from the comings and goings of people. away from the risk of the gods being wrong about their protections. ] As soon as another healer turns up, I'll go give the clinic a last look. Get anything we've forgot. [ and make sure it's as safe as possible there, while everyone is too busy trying to stay safe.

business mode is, at least, easy to slip into. ]

[mismanagement]

I'll set off an area for you. [There's not much space as it is, but people will have to make do. Perhaps blankets can be hung as partitions? That would give everyone at least a semblance of privacy.] Do you need an escort?

[dedikated]

Great. [ or, as other people might say: thanks. ] Might be useful if we need to bring a lot of stuff. [ even if fighting these things is too difficult with stuff in her hands, they'd be hard pressed to catch her sprinting across the roofs. ]

[mismanagement]

[Maketh nods. They're all tired, worn thin. But so far, still alive. That matters.] Thank you, Kate.

[dedikated]

It's nowt- [ and then, remembering Emily's confusion at its dialect counterpart, she corrects herself; ] Nothing. It's nothing. Gotta do something or- [ well, she'll go nuts. ]

[mismanagement]

[That's true. They all must do their duty. Maketh tips her head to the side, wondering about Kate's world.] You seem suited to this. Did you serve, in your world?

[dedikated]

... Something like that. [ Her shoulders raise for a moment and she lets out a breath she didn't know she was holding.

Maybe she should talk about that part of her life more. ] Supernatural law enforcement. [ For certain values of the words 'law' and 'enforcement'. ] Six... Seven years? Something like that.

[mismanagement]

...I'd never heard of anything like that. [Truthfully, no one had policed the Force users. That probably should have been corrected. Maketh sighs.] Though perhaps we had need of it. I suppose there are worse backgrounds to have in a place like this.

[dedikated]

[ Well, the actual description stopped being all that relevant before she even joined up, so Kate was told. ] Probably just the same shit with a few powers tacked on. [ Well, maybe not. Or maybe. Surely she isn't the only one whose forces were a corrupt mess.

Down here? It's a lot of the same shit in a bigger cave. ] What was your... thing, back home? [ Because- well, it's sort of evident, isn't it? Why she'd think there was such a thing? ]

[mismanagement]

[She's not the first one to ask. Maketh stills, folding the clipboard over her chest. It's only fair. At this point, it's not even much of a secret.] I was an officer of the Imperial Court. A minister. You might think of it as an administrative role, except that I had a number of combat troopers under my command.

[Maketh exhales slowly.] It was supposed to reassure the citizens that I didn't have a military rank, that I was one of them.

[dedikated]

[ Her head tilts at that. Huh. So, Kate guesses she was right. Fucked up corrupt regimes for everyone? Awesome. Although The Agency never bothered with the whole 'we're just one of you' thing. It liked the 'we're keeping you safe at all costs' angle a bit better.

And, you know, being ignored because the mostly human government was sort of terrified of what you could do... kind of helped with getting away with shit that should never have been allowed in the first place.

But instead of spilling all of that, Kate just lets out a low whistle. If nothing else, it means this dump has an effective guard leader, right? ] I'd drink to that if -- [ Well, more vague gesturing. Because this is not the right time to get smashed. Even if that sounds way more appealing than being sober in this nightmare. ]

[mismanagement]

Rain check? [Maketh offers. Truthfully she could use a drink, if she survives whatever Hadriel has to throw at them. It's getting bad now, perhaps worse than its ever been. The moment that the temples are breached is when everything will go wrong.] Something to look forward to after this mess.

ahah...ahahaha /laughs and sobs quietly

[dedikated]

Sounds like a plan. [ she finally stands back up, rolling her head from shoulder to shoulder and stretching out her arms in front of her. ] S'pose we should get to work for now.

the foreshadowing is great and awful at the same time

[mismanagement]

I suppose. [Maketh gives her a little smile.] Take care, Kate.

ikr

[dedikated]

You too. Just- call me if you need anything. [ and she's off to do some healing station building. ]