Event Log: Senses Fail

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Senses Fail event
Where: All over the city
When: May 14th-May 20th
Warnings: None

You wake up on the 14th, and something is different. Maybe it's something small - you can't smell anything, or your hearing on one side seems to be on the fritz. Or it could be something large and impossible to miss - you've gone completely blind, or you seem to be missing a leg. You've lost something, and no matter what you do, you can't seem to fix it.

Will you ever get it back? Probably, but it's impossible to be sure. And even if you're thoroughly convinced that this is temporary, that still means you have to figure out how to live like this for the next week. Even small things can be huge difficulties. Your sense of taste doesn't seem that important, until you accidentally eat something that'll make you sick. And sure, maybe you can figure out how to live without one hand, but what about when you wake up three days from now and you've also lost your magic?

Do your best to keep yourself calm, but remember: it can always get worse.

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Comments

[circumitus]

Not everyone has reason to care about the matter of returning to their worlds so strongly as the likes Caedra does. Despite how passionate she is about the subject, Rey remains expressionless and unimpressed as she goes to sit down cross-legged by her fire.

"Go on, then. If you're so smart and powerful that you think you'll be the one to figure it all out, just fuck off. Would rather be alone until this shit wears off, anyway."

People sure do act weird when they find out you're acting like you don't have a soul.

[abyssalarcana]

Caedra, of course, has no idea still. The walking soulless are not something she knows outside the undead, which Rey is certainly not. If she were, she probably would have been thrown into that fire much earlier in this conversation.

Instead, the construct's words continue to stoke her rage. But without her sword, she can't smite, and she has learned enough by now to know most of her other means of dealing massive quantities of pain at once are also gone.

Fine, then. There's nothing more to say, and nothing that can be done that will bring her satisfaction. She almost doesn't want to leave, just to spite Rey, but Caedra doesn't have the patience to sit through any more of this either. So she brings her hand to her brooch, focuses on the mental image of the living room in the home she has claimed, speaks a short command, and vanishes abruptly.