Event Log: All Or Nothing

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the All Or Nothing event
Where: All over the city
When: April 24th-May 2nd
Warnings: None

You woke up today and you just... weren't feeling it. Feeling what? Well, anything. Nothing seems to get you excited, but nothing seems to make you mad or angry either, so maybe that's fine. Maybe it's better this way. It's not like you can get too worked up about it, in any case, so you might as well coast through your day, incredibly chill.

But that's not how it is for everyone. Your best friend might be feeling the exact opposite - you said they look nice today and they started crying with happiness. You ate half their lunch and they tried to punch you out. Everything's heightened, for some reason they just have absolutely no chill at all. You don't get it, but it's not a big deal.

Unless, of course, you switch, and suddenly it's the biggest deal of all time. The idea of controlling your emotions seems like a myth, and it's time to freak out over everything, positive and negative. It's gonna be a mood swingy week or so!

► This log covers April 24th-May 2nd
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If things go way too far in either direction and you explode of happiness, please let us know here.

Comments

[volitaunt]

I'm fine. [ And he is. He remembers not being fine. He remembers feeling exhausted with restlessness, tense, lost. He remembers a kind of growing pressure in and around his heart at the threat of the Null, their distance, their silence, his own helplessness, how it's all the same, no matter what universe, there's always going to be an overwhelming force, impossible odds, more people to save than can be--

Poe inhales deeply, the memory of those feelings briefly suffocating before the sharp edges start to wear away.

This is better. This is fine. ]

How are you?

[bythehand]

[ Well, the gods reconditioned Poe. This is how it ends. Getting picked off one by one until everyone's peachy keen with getting killed for the bastards who brought them here in the first place. It's all worst case scenario now. Poe's gone. Could be Rey next. Could be John. Save him for last. Leave a nice city full of bait for the Null while the gods turn tail and hide somewhere else.

So that's great. The whole detailed plan that Finn lays out in his mind and decides is inevitable. Like so many people who called Kylo Ren kidnapping Rey a romantic bridal carry, Finn is looking through a really off-kilter lens. ]

It doesn't matter.

[ His throat aches, the hollow kind that can't be swallowed back. He doesn't really register that he's pressing back down until his toothbrush snaps. So he pushes to his feet. Gets stuck between wanting to leave to not have to deal with this and wanting to sort whatever Poe set down on the counter. It's bad either way. He can't make it stop.

But at least he knows who in this apartment can no longer be trusted or counts as themselves. Outside is a wildcard. ]

What did you get?

[ Maybe if he keeps trying to push back hard enough, everything that burns will cauterize. Maybe it'll blow out like a bad bulb if he keeps moving. ]

[volitaunt]

Sure it matters.

[ Of course it does. Finn matters. That's one constant that doesn't change no matter how tranquil Poe feels, how insignificant anything else is. Finn matters.

Poe's focus drifts to the fruit he gathered and he shrugs slowly. ]

The kinds that Rey likes.

[ So like. All the sweetest ones. Sry Finn. ]