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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2016-10-24 10:07 am

Event Log: Fourth Wall, Part One

Who: Everyone in the city + Fourth Wall visitors!
What: Part one of the fourth wall event, hosted by Fear, Confusion, and Delight!
Where: All around the city
When: October 24th-November 1st
Warnings: Visitors from other worlds!

If you're not from around here, you may be wondering what's going on. You've woken up out of the blue in the colosseum, or near a temple, or in one of the numerous other locations in the city. You're somewhere underground and it's dark, cold, and maybe a little unnerving.

Luckily, shortly after your arrival, the road below your feet begins to light up in a gentle, warm glow. The light points you in a set direction and, if you choose to travel that way, will lead you toward the center of the city, where there is a large gathering of others who are lost here like you, people who might know their way around a bit more, and even some of the gods who rule this place.

There are lights strung up on poles throughout the large clearing, casting a comforting glow onto the tables beneath them. The tables are abundant with lots of food that looks simply delicious- though, none of it tastes quite like it should. The tarts taste like green beans, the mashed potatoes like cheesecake, and the chocolate seems oddly reminiscent of steak. In addition, there are decorations artfully placed around the meeting point. If you see them moving, don't worry- that's probably just your imagination.

Also distributed along the tables are shot glasses, filled with a sludgy, yellow substance. If you're brave enough to consume them, they taste strongly of mint and will give you a much needed energy boost, circumventing the need to eat or sleep for a full 24 hours! After that, however, everything hits you all at once, so use them wisely. Some of you may remember these shots from our How Delightful event earlier this year!

In addition to all of the above, there are also party poppers strewn around the area. Each popper can jet out some strange objects- glitter bombs, seashells, plastic dinosaurs, maybe a live lizard or two- so be careful! Feel free to use your discretion on these, but remember to keep it small!

Of course, you can always not travel that way. The rest of the city has plenty of places to explore- maybe you'd like to stumble in our Silent Hill zone, have a quick look around the alien orchard, or check out any of the god temples that can inspire their chosen emotion. Be careful not to get lost in the tunnels leading away from the cave- none of them can actually move you above ground, but you may run into a few monsters on the way.

For those of you who have been with us awhile, please bear with the gods while they try to adjust around these new folks! Join in on the festivities if you like, or try to orient as many of the others as you can. Start a community outreach program, start a fight club, introduce your parents to your weird cave girlfriend- nobody's judging!

Well. Some of us might be.

Enjoy the fourth wall event at Hadriel! Once you're settled in feel free to explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies.

Fourth wall characters do not enter with phones so they cannot reach the network- however, if you'd like to handwave that they somehow got ahold of Mello's Newcomer guide to avoid the 'where am I/what is this' sort of questions, then feel free!

Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers October 24th-November 1st.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well! Fourth wall characters will not have posting access, so grab an in-game friend if you wanted to do anything separate from the main log.
► Fourth wall characters will be in the city for at least one week, though they can stay for longer. The party will go on throughout the entire week, thanks to Delight's boundless energy!
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
circumitus: We know how you feel. (kid you're lost in the wheel)


[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-25 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
While effectively stocked on weaponry herself, Rey has come to this place searching for something specific. With all of the newcomers in the city, it isn't much of a surprise to find that someone has beaten her to the armory already. Not that it was much of a race to start with.

She takes a break from searching the shelves to stop at the guy giving one of the swords a spin. If not for his style of dress, the dead-looking man would seem rather out of place with such a weapon. As it is, his style of dress vaguely reminds her of a portrait of someone from the American Revolution, which is interesting.

"You have much experience with those wherever you're from?" Rey asks, carrying two substantial kukris on either side of her waist herself, both hanging at the belt.
hoodneighbor: (★ declare the causes)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-10-26 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Hancock swings the blade another time before he turns, liking the feel of it in his hand. Maybe a little heavy, but that's the kind of weight you need when you're going to take someone's arm off. He'd rather not have to get something that takes up both hands, though. He puts the sword back, not wanting to dirty up the armory. Most places in the Commonwealth don't have order like this, and those that do are often hiding something even worse underneath.

"Just enough to get by," he answers, looking this stranger up and down with those dark eyes. Scars. Nice. He can get behind that. "Who runs this place, anyway?"
circumitus: Keep up the good work. (it's a 12/12/12 miracle)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-26 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
Judging by his style of dress, he certainly looks like someone who would know how to handle a sword. There is no euphemism in that sentence shut up.

Rey quirks a brow as it appears he's sizing her up, but she's quick to dismiss that. She is hardly one to throw punches over someone getting an eyeful.

"Supposedly, it's the assholes who call themselves 'gods', who're responsible for why we're all here." Her arms fold over her chest, glancing to the display of swords, daggers, and a myriad of other primitive tools. "They don't quite get how modern weaponry works, so we're stuck with all this medieval shit."
hoodneighbor: (★ dissolve the political bands)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-10-26 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
He waves his hand dismissively. "Nah, not this city. I meant this place."

He spreads his arms and spins slowly, taking in the room again. All those shiny, pristine weapons.

"Surely someone doesn't set up a place like this and think no one is gonna come in here and take whatever they want. Medieval or not, someone could do some real damage with all this if they wanted."
Edited 2016-10-26 04:33 (UTC)
circumitus: If you can't drink cheep beer and whiskey with me, I don't want you. (fuck it)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-26 04:47 am (UTC)(link)

That would make sense, wouldn't it?

Rey tightens her mouth, bringing her eyes back to the guy who is probably seriously lucky not to have been around when there were zombies all over the place. She knows that they weren't capable of communication, but chances were that wouldn't have mattered to some around here.

"That would be Rage. Don't think she manages it so much as she's placed it here for anyone inclined to go to town -- be it on some creature or each other." She pauses. "Rage is pretty fucked in the head. Think she wants someone to do damage every once in a while."
hoodneighbor: (★ laying its foundation)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-10-26 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
It wouldn't have been the first time he's been mistaken for a guy who died a few years back, but never got the memo.

"Well, so long as whoever is gettin' the damage deserves it," Hancock says, picking an axe off the wall. Too heavy, but he'll give it a swing anyway, straight into a suit of armor standing idly along the wall. Hey, if it's one of the 'gods' running this place, they can pick up after themselves.

"You got a favorite? Or a name?"

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-27 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
"That's not always the case."

Such was the problem back when Rage was pitting several people against each other -- Rey included. Not that she needed to have these weapons at her disposal in order to do what she was born to do... but that is another story.

Rey blinks, her head swiveling back in his direction when she hears the axe crash into some armor. Other than an arched brow, his blunder doesn't elicit any exaggerated reaction.

"Knives, probably... though not necessarily a 'favorite'. Been more experienced in guns and fire." A strange way to put it, implying that she means neither the term firearms or explosives. "And, um. Name's Rey."

Since he asked so nicely.
hoodneighbor: (★ utterly neglected to attend to them)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-10-27 03:01 am (UTC)(link)
"Hancock," he gives in return, eyeing the axe. Yeah, definitely too heavy. He wouldn't call his hit a blunder, though -- more like a blow to test just how sturdy those suits are. As it turns out, sturdy enough to take an axe to the middle.

Maybe something with more precision would be up his alley, then. He tosses the axe aside and starts down the wall, examining all his choices. "You'd think if they could figure out guns back in the American Revolution that some assholes claiming to be 'gods' could. You think that's the real reason they don't stock 'em?"

Because he could go for some genuine firepower. You know, just in case someone decides to start a fight and a knife won't cut it -- literally.
circumitus: If you can't drink cheep beer and whiskey with me, I don't want you. (fuck it)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-27 04:32 am (UTC)(link)
Too bad Nick has never talked about his good zombie mayor friend, Hancock. Since the name doesn't ring any bells for Rey.

"Think the reason could be that they don't want us having a surplus of that sort of weaponry." Rey shrugs. "They may be gods, but they have limitations. Can also be killed, apparently."

Knowing that, it's possible that they wouldn't want any anti-god uprisings around here, or inspire the ambitious, murderous few that reside in this place.
hoodneighbor: (☆ free and independent states)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-10-27 05:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Killing a god, huh?" He smirks. "That sounds like a challenge."

If there's anyone ambitious enough to lead an uprising, it's John Hancock, mayor of Goodneighbor. He didn't get that title by sitting on his ass, doing nothing while people suffered.
circumitus: I CAN QUIT ANY FUCKING TIME I WANT. (i'm not drunk YOU'RE drunk)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-29 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
"You wouldn't be the first to try," Rey scoffs. "Don't know much about whatever it was that did ice them. Probably a reason for that."

It was bad enough when Sharon had sent the entire city into one giant hellscape in order to get at Hope. If that endeavor didn't bear any fruit, then it's going to take a lot more than some haughty determination to get the job done.
hoodneighbor: (★ has refused for a long time)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-10-29 07:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm guessing they wouldn't keep us here if they thought we could kill them," he says. But hey, they can die, if what she says is true. That's something.

"So how long you been caged here?"
circumitus: You're not even wearing it. (lemme borrow that top)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-10-31 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Rey's expression sours at Hancock's presumption. "It isn't that we're 'kept' here so much as we're just stuck by happenstance. Pretty sure most of those guys would rather send us home if they could. That's what started this whole mess to begin with."

With the exception of some, it would seem, if Sorrow's lack of intervention is anything to go by.

"Been here for almost a year now."
hoodneighbor: (★ laying its foundation)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-11-01 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
Hancock has his doubts about these gods and whether or not they actually would send anyone home if they could, but he keeps his thoughts to himself for the moment. He can learn more about the bigwigs running the city and how to deal with them later.

More worrying is how long people have been here already. "A year? Shit." No wonder she didn't take his comment about being caged well. "Don't they know some of us got places to be?"
circumitus: I CAN QUIT ANY FUCKING TIME I WANT. (i'm not drunk YOU'RE drunk)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-11-01 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
With that, Rey snorts. Totally not ladylike at all.

Like she cares.

"And some of us don't." she's heard it before. People talking about how they have important business to take care of back home. Complain about how their captors will pay for kidnapping them, as if they're being held for ransom or something.

Rey, on the other hand, is more dismissive, less concerned on the matter.
hoodneighbor: (☆ free and independent states)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-11-02 08:49 am (UTC)(link)
He shrugs. No arguing with that - people have to do what's best for them, sometimes. He'd know all about that.

"Well, a little time away from my town probably won't kill me." Probably. "Might kill some of them when I get back, but we'll see who tries to fill my shoes while I'm gone."

His bets are on Bobbi No-Nose, but maybe someone else will surprise him.
circumitus: ...and then i realized im still drunk. (thinking 'wow glad i'm not hungover')

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-11-03 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
"If it helps, it seems that you don't lose time home while you're here. Was returned once and came right back to this city like it never happened."

Most people would be loathe to this fact. Curse the gods or the Door or whatever sorry fates that landed her in this position in the first place. But she doesn't sound so disappointed in this fact.

The only thing worse is going back.
hoodneighbor: (☆ we mutually pledge to each other)

[personal profile] hoodneighbor 2016-11-04 06:43 am (UTC)(link)
That catches him by surprise. "No kidding?" And a hint of a smile, one lopsided. "Well, I'm not looking to come back here if I don't have to, but it's good to know Goodneighbor won't be burned to the ground whenever I get back."

Because honestly, if someone was going to throw a party that destructive, he'd better be the one lighting the fuses -- not to mention that if someone did burn his city to the ground while he was gone, there'd be hell to pay. Fahrenheit can't have all the fun.
circumitus: Keep up the good work. (it's a 12/12/12 miracle)

[personal profile] circumitus 2016-11-06 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Though not returning with a smile, Rey stares at Hancock with a flat look.

"Is someone burning down your home a concern you usually have, or is that just an expression?"

Knowing some people who get roped into this place, it can really go either way.