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- celebrimbor,
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- yusuke kitagawa
Event Log: Flu Season
Who: All characters
What: The event log for the Flu Season event
Where: All over the city
When: March 20th-March 30th
Warnings: Gross sneezing, sick people, and paranoia
What: The event log for the Flu Season event
Where: All over the city
When: March 20th-March 30th
Warnings: Gross sneezing, sick people, and paranoia
It starts with a cough, a sneeze, a sore throat - something small and simple, easily ignored. But then your symptoms get worse. It's probably been awhile since you've been sick, that sort of thing doesn't usually happen here. You might be able to raid the shops for some tissues and tea before it gets too bad, and hopefully you've got a friend to help out until you get better. Surely it'll be over soon, right?
Until the fever sets in, and you start to understand why your friend is really there. They don't want to take care of you. They want to make sure this is the last anyone will ever see of you. They want to learn all your secrets. They want to steal your most precious possession. You know they're plotting against you, you know they're keeping something from you. What will you do to find out what it is?
Then, as the sickness fades, you realize it was all in your mind. Let's hope you didn't do or say anything too awful. But that friend of yours... they seem to have picked up your cough. Maybe you should help them out?► This log covers March 20th-March 30th.
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► If your paranoia ends in murder, please let us know here.
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He barely makes it away before the spell hits him, feeling the paralysis crawling up his legs and limbs and choking around his throat. Taako's mind is racing, trying to think of counterspells or some way to fight this, but even as he jerks against the bonds, shoves every part of himself against those limits, he can't move.
He thinks he might be crying. Or at least, he's certain started. He can barely speak, but words are still ripping out of his throat, hot and wet.]
You can't! You can't take me back to that fucking jellyfish I-- I won't forget! I won't!
[He's ticking down the seconds in his head, he's got a minute, less than, if Barry can't keep up he can do something he could cast something with sight, maybe, his jaw is locking but he can still see, if he can just think of something.
But for the moment, he's well and truly stuck.]
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He doesn't have much time. He knows that. Taako's going to break away and start running again, unless he can...
What? Convince him he's not dangerous? Convince him he's not going to make him forget? He's too sick... There's no way Barry can get through to him.
But Lup. Lup could.]
S-Sorry. I'm sorry, Taako, I'm sorry. [He's mumbling softly as he hobbles over. If it's any comfort to the elf while he's immobilized, Barry looks and sounds sincerely apologetic.] Didn't wanna do that... I'm n-not gonna take y'back anywhere, okay? Nobody's gonna make y'forget, Taako, I promise you.
[As he's talking, he's taking out his phone, trembling fingers dialing Lup's number. He prays she's not busy.] Just-- Just gonna call Lup for ya, okay bud? [Twenty-six, twenty-seven, twenty-eight... Still ringing...] Lup's gonna come get ya, you're gonna be okay.
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Taako tries to jerk a shoulder, running through spells in his head on what he can do on sight line alone, but he shapes things, not this. He needs words and motion and he has nothing but to keep his own countdown of the spell until he can do something to get away. He looks towards Barry as he approaches, hears what he's saying but can't believe it. But Barry can finally see him up close, something murky behind his eyes and the bits of water that gather there, the almost literal cloud of fear plaguing him right now.
He just needs out, he thinks. He needs to be away from Barry and everyone and eventually he can get Lup and they can run and run and run and never be caught again. Just them. No forgetting or fakes or people wanting them hurt.
She's all he needs, right? She's all he needs.]
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C’mon… come on, Lup, please...
[But of course she doesn’t pick up. She’s far away, far outside the city, completely unaware of anything painful or frightening happening to anyone. For all she knows, everyone are doing great - or, as great as one can be in Hadriel. For all she knows, she’s going to come home and her brother is going to be waiting for her with some snarky comment about how much action she missed, or how boring her trip must have been without him.
She doesn’t expect to come home to a sick, terrified brother convinced his family is out to get him, convinced he’s going to lose absolutely everything. Forty-three, forty-four, forty-five…
Barry hangs up. She’s not going to answer. Meanwhile, Taako struggles, desperately trying to break free. A gentle hand settles on Taako’s shoulder.] I’m real sorry, Taako. I-It’s gonna be okay, okay? You’re just sick, you’re just-- one of’em got into yer head, okay, this isn’t you. It’s gonna pass. Please, Taako, just listen t’me. You’re gonna be fine.