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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-08-23 09:18 am

Event Log: Bad End

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.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► 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.
bythewaves: (Arnold concern)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-08-30 09:24 am (UTC)(link)
The blood is minimal, in truth - but clearly also self inflicted, Maglor clawing at his scars until they bled.

He shakes his head. "Sauron." He whispers softly. "I see the failure of all our hopes. The Ring on his finger. Chains around my neck. It didn't happen. I know it didn't. But I can still hear him laughing."
so_dark_a_road: (the treason of kin unto kin)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-08-31 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Curufin can see that. The scratch marks are red and inflamed.

He feels a thrill of dread when Maglor names Sauron. It is as though Celebrimbor's fate were to befall his uncle too! And maybe all of them, all the surviving Elves of Middle-earth?

"It's a hallucination. The gods Fear, Sorrow, and Confusion are dining off our bad dreams. I hope they choke on this one."
Edited 2017-08-31 05:36 (UTC)
bythewaves: (argue)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-08-31 06:21 am (UTC)(link)
"Or is this the hallucination?" Maglor retorts softly.

"He was always so good at illusion. Maybe this is the dream, and that the reality?"
so_dark_a_road: (Maedhros. . . tell them I said goodbye)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-08-31 02:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Horror takes hold of Curufin for a moment. "I certainly hope not!!"

And then he gathers his resources together. He can't let Maglor fall prey to such a fear, not on top of the misery of the vision itself. And he can't fall prey to it himself. "Yes, I suppose he is good at illusions. But he'd have to be ten times as inventive as he is, in order to invent Hadriel!"
bythewaves: (argue)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-08-31 02:35 pm (UTC)(link)
"And if he's using my own mind against me? I've missed you all so badly. It would be so easy for me to accept that you are here, alive and well, no matter how strange the circumstance." Maglor's hand squeezes his.

"I feel you. I hear you. But there is a chill on my soul as if I can almost feel his chains."
so_dark_a_road: (#323 -- @)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-02 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
"If he's using your mind against you, then you'd have to be inventing Hadriel! I don't know why your brain would go to the trouble of creating this bizarre world instead of imagining all of us, say, safe in Amon Ereb. Or, for that matter, Aman."

He squeezes his brother's hand back, but it's a gentle squeeze. He doesn't want to hurt those scarred, scratched hands.

"Then let me be an anchor for you, Macalaurë. His chains are far less real than the warmth of my hands, surely?"
bythewaves: (Arnold worry)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-02 02:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Maglor shivers again and leans against him.

"You're here." He repeats, as if by saying it he can make himself believe it.

"You... speak logic, as always, my clever brother. I... just... it seems too much a dream to begin with, you and Nelyo, and Tyelpe, alive and well when I thought never to see any of you again."
so_dark_a_road: (the flaming circle of our days)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-02 06:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Curufin puts an arm around him.

"I'm here. I'm not going to vanish."

He laughs a little. "Sorry, I do tend to resort to logic."

His face softens and sobers. "But I know. This is nothing to do with logic. Our deepest fears. You were the last of us, and you were alone in Arda for a very long time. I can only guess how hard that must have been."
bythewaves: (weary)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-03 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
"It was very lonely." Maglor sighs softly.

"I don't know. Maybe I really am imaging you. But you sound real."
so_dark_a_road: (in the unmeasured night #3)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-03 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Curufin hates to think of his brother wandering the seashore alone, with no company but the crying seagulls. It hurts his heart to think of that.

"I'm real," he says, softly. And he draws Maglor near and kisses his forehead.
bythewaves: (let me rest)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-03 04:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Maglor clings back and nods, curled in such a way as to be able to listen to his heart beat.

"Thank you, Curvo."
so_dark_a_road: (sit not idle in grief)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-04 04:35 pm (UTC)(link)
And Curufin wraps his arms around Maglor and holds him tightly.

"You're most welcome, dearest brother. I wish I could take the visions away." And stuff them into the nearest trash can!
bythewaves: (alone)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-05 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
Maglor sighs and curls into the offered comfort.

"I should be able to bear them." He murmurs softly. "I don't wish to worry you or Nelyo."
so_dark_a_road: (in a more honorable light)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-07 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"My dear Kano, I'd rather know what is going on with you and have a chance to help, than have you be silent and alone with your pain for fear of worrying me."

He hardly ever calls his brother by his father-name, Kanafinwë, or Kano for short. There's a formality about these names, which he likes, but also, it invokes the hierarchy of authority, which has always made him uneasy. In this case, he says it delicately and deliberately, as an indirect way of reminding Maglor that even though he is the family's second-in-command, and therefore one who assumes great responsibility, he doesn't have to carry it all by himself.

For that, there is love. The love of his family is there to help him bear whatever has to be borne.
bythewaves: (those good old days)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-07 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
Maglor blinks at him, well aware of how Curufin feels about proprieties, and then hugs him tightly.

"Thank you, Curvo."
so_dark_a_road: (flickers of light)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-07 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
Curufin smiles and ruffles his brother's hair affectionately.

"Thank you for sharing with me, Macalaurë."
Edited 2017-09-07 08:05 (UTC)
bythewaves: (alone)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-07 10:55 am (UTC)(link)
"I missed you." Maglor says fondly.

"You have been a great help. Always so practical."
so_dark_a_road: (among the contending princes)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-10 11:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I missed you, too," replies Curufin, quietly. "And I do want to help."

"And by the way, if I'm practical, it's largely because my family encouraged me, taught me, and made a place for me to be who I am. Thank you for that, Macalaurë. Your part in that was not small."
Edited 2017-09-10 11:04 (UTC)
bythewaves: (will you look back)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-11 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
Maglor huffs at him, fondly amused.

"Curvo, my darling brother, you were the most logical of us from the day you were old enough to reason."
so_dark_a_road: (a cunning and skillful horseman)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-13 05:18 am (UTC)(link)
Curufin smiles back, his face full of affection.

"Maybe. But you were the most loving of us, from the day you were old enough to run after us and envelope us with hugs. You were always aware of our joys and our struggles, with your compassion and your amazing empathy."

Curufin assumes it was like this from the beginning. He wasn't there, but it is a logical inference!
bythewaves: (alone)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-13 05:23 am (UTC)(link)
Maglor laughs.

"I learnt that behaviour from Nelyo. And you underestimate Moryo, who always saw more deeply - deep enough to fetch me, when he thought it was needed."
so_dark_a_road: (a vision of war)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-14 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
"Ah, yes. Nelyo had to be the deputy mom before you! Being the eldest. And I guess he never really gave up the position, even when he had you to help him with it."

Thoughtful look. "You're right. Moryo may have had a rough exterior, but he had a perceptive heart. Sometimes I forget that. Not fair to him, is it?" Sigh. "I miss him, too. Every day."
bythewaves: (alone)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-14 04:07 am (UTC)(link)
"It was our honor and priviledge to care for the rest of you."

Maglor says fondly.

"He wouldn't have liked it to be brought to notice, either! But most people only remember his temper, which is a grief."

He tugs on Curufin's hair fondly. "I miss you all."
so_dark_a_road: (rainy day in the forest)

[personal profile] so_dark_a_road 2017-09-14 02:45 pm (UTC)(link)
Curufin just grabs him again and hugs him. "What did we do to deserve such thoughtful elder brothers?" He smiles. "We were a bunch of scamps."

"No, Moryo never did like it when any of us confronted him with his kindness. But. . . we remember, we who loved him."

And he playfully bats at the hand that is tugging his hair. "It is strange, is it not? -- to be without any of one's brothers. It doesn't feel natural. Ever."
bythewaves: (alone)

[personal profile] bythewaves 2017-09-14 03:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Maglor hugs him back, fondly kissing his forehead.

"Be born, I suppose. You were, but you were loveable scamps. Mostly."

He teases fondly, growing wistful at the reminder.

"Mm. But I have been alone now, I think, for almost as long as I had you."