hadriel_logs | 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.

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Oh, some of my "coworkers" did. For them, it was easy. They'd been doing it a lot longer than I had, that's for damn sure.

[she didn't. she was drafted. which she will never not resent]

I hope so, too. So far, it's been--not terrible. Other than this bullshit with the reflections.

Then, it was something that you became used to.

[ And desensitized to, by the sound of it. ]

Even without the mirrors, we are still captives. The illusion of peace is just that: an illusion. We cannot become complacent.

...I guess. After a while. A long, long, long while. But certain ones always got to me.

[not entirely]

Doesn't sound like complacency's gonna be an option forever, anyway. Y'know, what with the Null and the gods and their little feud.

We shouldn't be complacent to begin with. We owe them nothing, not even that.

[ Or maybe "especially not that." ]

They are no gods of mine.

I guess not. It's just easy to fall into a routine, y'know? Get up, go to the clinic for a while, get done with that, go to the Speakeasy a while, get bored with that, go home. Then shit like this happens.

[George is used to being complacent, but is slowly being shocked out of that routine]

Mine, either. Hell, I never even believed in gods back home. I just call 'em that, 'cause what else is there to call them?

They are slavers. [ She replies easily, expression hardened. ] They play the role of cruel master and wield their powers like a whip.

[ And their captives respond, too, whether they like it or not. ]

We should try and resist, as much as we can.

Wow. That's not a word I've heard used for 'em. Not that I disagree or anything.

[human nature is difficult to overcome]

How would we do that, though? Especially with something like this? [she gestures around her, referring to the visions sparking off of every surface with a reflection around them]

[ Dany, at a loss, shakes her head. ]

I'm afraid I have no answers, but that doesn't mean that we ought to give up. That, I know for sure.

[ Once you lose the will to fight, you don't really regain it again, not fully. ]

So we just--resist? Even if it's just in our own heads?

[this will be hard for George, she's used to letting her emotions run away with her]

It may not seem like much, but it will matter. I promise you.

[ Too many times in her own past, all Dany has been able to do is to resist within her own head.

Gently, she adds: ] You find something to keep yourself looking forward.

...I'll try. I've gotta admit that I usually let my emotions do the talking, but. I don't wanna be anyone's slave.

[George, too, mostly out of sheer bullheadedness]

I've got my work at the clinic? That's not bad, y'know?

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.

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.

[ Dany doesn't ask what 'stitches' are, but she nods faintly. ]

I... need to collect my thoughts, [ she begins, briefly wringing her hands ] but I hope you aren't plagued by these scenes for much longer.

Yeah, same to you. See you later.

Event Log: Bad End

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