hadriel_logs | Event Log: Beetlejuice

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Beetlejuice event!
Where: All around the city
When: August 13th-August 18th
Warnings: Scary stories to tell in the dark! Maybe a few goosebumps? Taking a walk or two down Fear Street.

When you wake up on the morning of August 13th - well, you'll notice that morning just doesn't really happen. The light that usually illuminates the cave doesn't start coming on, leaving things as dark as night. As if that's not enough, the light switches don't seem to work either. No matter how many times you flip them, the lights won't come on, although mysteriously the other appliances work as normal.

Afraid of the dark? Don't worry! You have oh-so-kindly been provided with lanterns, candles, and flashlights that sure do love to flicker just when you least want to be terrified. Hey, it's something, right?

Just as you begin to realize the artificial 'sun' isn't coming up, Fear appears to make an announcement to the network. What's not fun about scary stories when you're stuck in a dark cave surrounded by monsters? Nothing, that's what! So have fun, everyone - terrify your friends with that story about a cactus filled with spiders, try that classic scarecrow-falling-from-the-ceiling prank. It'll be a good time for everyone, especially Fear! We're sure no one will hold anything against you. On the morning of August 18th, the lights will finally come on as usual. Let's hope you don't have any nightmares!

► This log covers August 13th-August 18th.
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Try not to think about it when you crawl into bed tonight.

[Which seems like a pretty good way of making sure that Noah does. The irony isn't lost on Jack here, but it's easy to forget the younger boy's special...circumstances when he could reach out and touch him.

Jack listens to his story, blinking once at the nerve that it strikes.]

That's very generous of you. [Quietly. Jack's not so sure that he wouldn't call that guy crazy, but sometimes he thinks about Joseph and how he failed him, and maybe he's not so far from being haunted himself.] Do you know what happened to him?

[Noah has used that trick before, he knows exactly how ‘don’t think of pink elephants’ works. Ass.]

No.

[Noah’s answer is soft, but definite.]

He was at the place we were before we came here. He was nice to us. Troubled, haunted, but kind in his own way. I hope he learned how to live with his ghosts, wherever he is. Because sometimes it’s not about getting rid of them, it’s just about learning to live with them being there. Ghosts can get lonely too. I guess I’m biased though.

Ghosts are just people who've lost their bodies, aren't they?

[Jack's genuinely asking. Before he came here, before he met Noah, he never gave a second thought about ghosts. He looks down at his glass, watching the liquid inside spin as he shakes it a little.]

If all ghosts were like you, it would be easy.

I’m the only ghost I know of where I come from. I think… I had kind of special circumstances, being a sacrifice and all?

[Noah goes quiet for a moment, thinking of the constant decay of his spirit as he continued to hold on to this world, the loss of himself bit by bit.]

I don’t think we’re supposed to stick around. It’s… not good for us.

Where would you go if you didn't?

[For a guy whose father sure did love God, Jack's pretty lacking in the spiritual department. Now he's talking to an actual spirit, and it's obvious that something exists outside of the body. It brings both questions and concerns.]

And you're alright here, aren't you? You have a body again.

[Noah sighs and gives a shrug.]

I don't know. Sorry, if you were hoping for some... idea of what could be waiting for you. I don't know either. I just know I'm stuck in this world and decaying and -

[Noah takes a moment, inhales, exhales.]

Sorry. Yes, I have a body here, and the one time I didn't I was at least... maintaining.

Then we should stay here.

[Jack pours a drink for the both of them, not worried about Noah's age. He was dead for years, so technically he'd be old enough to drink anyway.]

My spirit will decay if I return to my world too, except I'm not even dead.

[Noah was not exactly a law abiding teenager when he was alive anyway, when it came to underage drinking. He had far too much money and privilege to think that the rules ever applied to him. So he gratefully takes the offered drink.]

Really? Oh, I'm so sorry. It's the worst, isn't it? I mean... I think I could let it go and ... move on, I guess. But I have things to do. I can't leave until I do that, so. Decay it is.

Here's to decaying in good company.

[Jack smirks and clinks his glass against Noah's before downing it. The alcohol is a little on the cheap side compared to what he was accustomed to, but there's quantity, so he'll keep his complaints to a minimum. Jack glances around the room.]

Well I don't see anyone pissing their pants yet. I think those blessings might go unclaimed. [He frowns thoughtfully.] What do you think they would be, anyway?

[Noah coughs at the liquor as it isn't his usual preference of candy flavored and colored, but he's still not about to let it go to waste. Especially not when his drunk self gravitates towards happy and fun. Anything to dull the fear.]

The blessings? I don't know. Uh, I know Hope's lets you heal people. Not sure about the others. I'm sure someone's got one before though... also pretty sure no one looking to get good and scared is going to be coming to the bar run by Delight.

[Point in fact, Noah is here. Noah is a coward. Ergo.]

Event Log: Beetlejuice

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