Event Log: Bad End

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Bad End event
Where: All over the city!
When: August 23rd-September 5th
Warnings: Bad futures, awkward conversations, smashed mirrors

You wake up to find a mirror at your bedside - a pretty nice one, too, a silver hand mirror perfect for fixing your hair in. Only when you try to do that, it's not your gorgeous reflection that you see. It's something else - a terrible future, just about as bad as anything you could imagine for yourself.

Maybe you see your loved ones dead on the ground, and you know it's your fault. Maybe you see the goal you've been working so hard for pulled out of your reach forever. Maybe you see someone you've hurt in the past ruining your life. Maybe you see your hot girlfriend leaving you to shack up with your worst enemy. Whatever you see, it really sucks, and you know that it's possible. This future could happen if you make the wrong choices, give in to your worst impulses.

Break the mirror if you want, but you'll see the same vision in any reflective surface in the city. You can't break them all, but you can sure try. And what will you do when you see your best friend's vision - and it features you betraying them?

Seek reassurance, give reassurance, lash out, vow to yourself that you'll never let it turn out that way, sink into the depths of sorrow because you feel like the future you see is inevitable. Whatever you do, it won't take away those visions - not until the event is over.

► This log covers August 23rd-September 5th.
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► If you can't handle the idea of your dark future, or maybe you just accidentally slip and fall on a mirror shard, let us know here.

Comments

[unknowable]

My ego would grow to gigantic proportions.

[He grins.]

I'm sure it'll be fine. What's seven years of bad luck in a place like this?

[claritatis]

[A small nod.] One of my main issues with believing anything they say without question.

[Some people here have clearly grown more attached to the natives than Ignis would view as wise.]

But, for now, I have been willing to give them the benefit of the doubt in some respects.

Re: in the house 2/2

[toiletseat_girl]

I guess that's true. Doesn't make it suck any less.

[unknowable]

Okay.

[He isn't going to argue with that. He doesn't want to, and there is no point anyway - he believes Ronan. If Ronan doesn't think distance can break them, then Adam believes him. He might be a little frightened of the future, he might be uncertain of what exactly the strain will do to them, but so long as Ronan is willing to fight for them, Adam won't give up either.

He knows Ronan probably doesn't really want to look at him right now, and maybe doesn't want to get that close, but he reaches out anyway. Sometimes actions are easier than words. Usually that's more true for Ronan than Adam, but not always.

Adam moves closer on the bed, until they're pressed together and he can feel the long line of Ronan's body against his, warm and solid and real. He doesn't want to do anything - he just wants to hold Ronan, remind each other that whatever else happens, they have this. Those mirrors will never come true as long as they have this. He slips an arm over Ronan, pressing his cheek to Ronan's shoulder. He does not think Ronan will push him away, but he'll move if he seems too unwelcome.]

Have you been sleeping?

Re: in the house 2/2

[knifecollecting]

No, I guess not.

[weedbgon]

You're dang right it is, buddy!

[ ROD: STUCK
FURNITURE: AFLOAT
SHEET: SLIGHTLY TORN YET ACQUIRED, EVENTUALLY. ]

Let's make it happen! Sail the breeze! Real bedknobs and broomsticks crap to set the day up right!

[restinglichface]

[Same thing on the not understanding all of the references front. Lup sits back against the pillows and cocks her head to the side.]

What's that? [TV isn't a foreign concept, but what the hell is a reality tv show. Lup's only seen anime. (Thanks, Alphys)] Also, the more important question, did you win?

[storyseeker]

It was a competition—kind of an action-adventure, wilderness survival sort of thing, except no one was in dangerous of dying. The producers would have thrown a fit.

I didn't win, but I did well enough to get an agent and some opportunities afterward—turns out people don't think short blondes with big smiles are much of a threat.

[She'd proved a bunch of them wrong.]

[weedbgon]

[ Boy he sure loves this elf. ]

You're on! Everyone's gotta get roasted sometime. Even avatars of evil world-eating entities.

[closerift]

[ So, it was Solas', or... the Dread Wolf's. He'd wanted it back after Corypheus had taken it.

She exhales. ]

I have a lot to say to that man if we ever see him again.

[fadeling]

He has a lot to say to you too.

[lemontree]

Even if we cannot control our emotions, we can control what we do. [ She thinks, still relatively naive to Hadriel's ways. ] And we will do everything we can.

[ The clinic is a good place to start. Helping others in their situation. ]

I am no healer, but if I see those in need, I will send them to you for aid.

[lemontree]

In some? ... Which respects are those?

[ He seems a thoughtful man, and she's honestly curious about his opinion. ]

[toiletseat_girl]

I hope so. Otherwise, this place is gonna be a real shitshow. [she is also relatively new and naive]

Basic first aid stuff only, for now. Though, I was told I was gonna learn how to do stitches. That sounded interesting. And potentially gross.

[knockthemdead]

[Kravitz snorts.]

I can, yes. Could we perhaps leave the second part of that question to be answered after I'm drunk?

[He replies to the last question without hesitation as he slides back into place next to Taako, ankles crossed. His tone is light.]

Someone's cabinet.

[Does this count as stealing? Maybe. Probably, yes. It might, actually, be the definition of stealing. He glances at Taako out the corner of his eye, hoping to see even a glimmer of a smile.]

[pocketspa]

[He attaches it as soon as Merle grabs it, which gives Merle time to get on up there. Once it looks like none of these things are gonna go flying, he casts the spell, the chair bobbing off the ground as it suddenly becomes unencumbered by gravity.]

Can you do the wind thing? I think I can do both but like, just in case, so I don't fuckin' drop us.

wrap?

[closerift]

[ :l ]

Of course he does.

[restinglichface]

I think you mean especially avatars of evil world-eating entities. Besides Taako, there's like no one else better to drag.

[restinglichface]

[Lup scoffs, grinning.] Idiots. Bet they'll never make a mistake like that again.

Gotta love being looked down on for being a cute girl. [Stated sarcastically, obviously.] Bet Nate's never not taken seriously just cause he's an attractive dude.

[pocketspa]

[Taako's just... watching him. Like he doesn't know where to go from here, which for Taako, isn't a place he ends up almost ever. He's good at being in control. He's good at having a reaction, something witty, keeping other people guessing about his motives, his real self.

Right now, he looks at Kravitz, pauses a full five seconds, and just chugs whatever the hell the other man put into his hands until it's easily half gone.]

Alright. Well. That's a fuckin' start.

[He leans forward, holding the cup in both hands with his feet planted on the ground, a little hunched over, but still quiet, the air mostly filled with the sound of him breathing.]

[knockthemdead]

[It certainly doesn't feel right to Kravitz, in any sense of the word. But, on the other hand, if Taako isn't up to laughing right now- can't laugh- he's glad to see him not faking it. Maybe this is a good thing, in a way.

He rests a hand over Taako's knee, gentle and careful.]

Taako... we can talk about this, if you want to. Or- whatever it is that's bothering you right now. It if might help, even a little, I want to listen.

[greywaren]

[Adam's warmth against his back is a welcome sensation, and Ronan closes his eyes to it, feeling the pressure of the other boy's nose up against his shoulder blade. he can feel Adam's breath like this, a soft in, out, in, out, and it calms him more than anything else.

The question isn't a surprise, but it's never one that he knows how to answer truthfully. What he does never feels like sleep, and true slumber is little and far between for him. He feels relaxed now and he supposes that's what really matters.]

I'll be better when the mirrors are gone, [he admits, reaching for Adam's hand to pull the other boy's arm around his waist and interlock their fingers together.]

You?

[claritatis]

They are not holding us here, despite the use they have for us. While the Door functions to bring people into this place they do not know enough about it to allow it to also work as an exit.

[And only one of them seems to really know anything about it at all.]

And they do have an interest in keeping us alive that seems to go beyond our use to them. What they provide for us is far beyond the minimum required for that purpose.

[weedbgon]

I mean, I can give it a shot! Worst case scenario, I just gotta tow you with my vroom broom. Which is still pretty cool.

[unknowable]

[All he can ask for is that Ronan gets some rest, sometimes. He knows it's different for Ronan - he knows it's not easy, since his dreams aren't exactly restful. Far from it. He's been living with this for so long, and being with Adam isn't going to magically make things easier. Adam knows that, but he worries anyway, because Ronan is so important to him.

He presses close, holding Ronan gently, comforted by the warmth of Ronan's body against his and the sensation of their fingers curled against each other.]

Nightmares sometimes. But nothing new.

[Which is to say, Adam is great at falling asleep, even now - but after everything he's been through, of course he would have nightmares. They've gotten better over time, though, which he is immensely grateful for. Frankly, it was embarrassing sleeping with Ronan at first, knowing he'd eventually see the aftermath of one of those dreams. But it's been - all right.]

You should try to rest, if you can. I'm not going anywhere.