Event Log: Regret This

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Regret This event
Where: Throughout the city
When: June 25th-July 3rd
Warnings: Sorrow is resurrected, and everyone is immediately full of regrets

Hope has finally managed another god resurrection, and the people have spoken! On June 25th, he musters his powers and brings Sorrow back to Hadriel. An orchard appears across the river, in the until now ruined part of the city, and Sorrow's temple is also restored. Hooray! One more god to make things a little more livable in this place.

Of course, it's not that easy. It never is. Along with Sorrow himself comes a wave of regret and guilt that blankets the city. All those affected will be inclined to not only be sad, but to linger over past regrets and things they feel guilty about. They can distract themselves with everyday tasks or whatever else they please, but they'll find that their thoughts drift back to these regrets regardless of what they do.

And of course, the best way to purge a guilty conscience is confession, right? On top of these persistent sad thoughts, people will feel the urge to tell others about them, to air their past mistakes or misdeeds and possibly receive some kind of forgiveness. So what if your neighbor doesn't care that you cheated on your final exams all through school? You have to tell someone, and they're right there. If it doesn't make you feel better, that probably means you haven't confessed to enough people yet, or maybe you just haven't found the right person. Better try again!

On July 3rd, Sorrow has settled in and this urge to confess your sins will die down, along with the constant regret. Let's hope you didn't confess anything too personal. Remember, you're gonna have to see some of these people every day.

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Comments

[themightykamina]

I never really got used to it. I was only on the surface a few weeks, maybe, before I--came here. [Before I died, he doesn't say.] But it always made me feel...I dunno, like there were a million possibilities, and I could do every single one of 'em in a heartbeat. Not like here. You put a roof over someone's head, it's like crushing their spirit, you know?

[dedikated]

[ she nods, biting back a humourless laugh. ah, if there is anyone who understands that, Kamina, it's this chick here. ] Like it never ends. You get down here and it's all... memories. Too much time to think. [ nothing changes, there's nothing new or exciting in a goldfish bowl that doesn't even let you see outside of the walls. ]

[themightykamina]

Yeah. That's why I stay out in the caves so much, you know? At least out there, I'm fighting. There's the hope that someday I'll find a way out. A tunnel I haven't been down before. Here, there's just...[He gestures, hand encompassing everything around them.] This. Just the same walls, and the same buildings, and the same damn lake. Sometimes the people are new, but does that really make it any better??

[dedikated]

[ Her nod comes slowly. It makes sense, in a way. The caves were ever-confusing and seemingly endless. But sometimes running around in them makes her feel more like a rat in a maze than someone with hope of leaving.

And then there was all the fighting. All the fighting she'd hoped she'd left behind. ] Think I gave up hoping we can find a way out. [ It's locked down tighter than a solitary confinement cell, designed to drive them all mad. ]

[themightykamina]

I can't do that. If I stop, if I don't keep hoping, keep trying...what else is there? It's the same as dying. And I can't do that, not yet.

[He won't stop until he's smashed himself to bloody pieces against these walls. It's not his way, even when he's feeling like this.]

If you can't hope, I dunno. Maybe it's better that way. But there's always someone else willing to feed off you down here. It's shitty, and I can't accept it.

[dedikated]

[ That's a good philosophy, one that she would like to get behind.

But she can't. She's tired. So freaking tired. And if anything they've tried so far - whether herself, Sharon and Bianca, or any other person in this hell - hasn't worked, how likely is it, really, that anything else will? ] Feels close enough to being dead. [ Being down here. ]