Event Log: Dazed and Confused

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Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Dazed and Confused event!
Where: All around the city
When: September 24th-October 2nd
Warnings: None!

On the 24th of September, you wake up and everything seems pretty normal. You've got to head in for your shift at the guard, or at the clinic, or wherever else people go- maybe you're visiting a friend, maybe you're checking out the library, but either way as soon as you step out onto your street, you're in a foreign location.

No, you haven't been transported anywhere weird. Well, not by anything other than your own two feet. And hey, you could recognize a landmark and know your way back from there! But somehow you turn left instead of right and now everything is confusing again. It's not that the city itself is changing, but rather, it's your ability to take direction and move in the way that you think you should.

On top of all that, of course, is the strange inversion of most abilities. Everything is topsy turvy with your various powers or individual skills, so be on the lookout for some odd changes. Maybe you're usually pretty good at reasoning and now you can't think your way out of a paper bag, or maybe you have fire powers that start shooting icicles instead- either way, it's weird. Hopefully you can deal with it without injuring yourself too much, but... well, it's kind of difficult to make any guarantees when you can't even find your way to the clinic when you accidentally break something.

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Comments

[greywaren]

[He merely shoots her a short glare at the question, not really wanting to bother it with an answer. He's here, which means that he's somewhat okay, nothing is currently trying to kill him, and the alarm clock isn't dangerous, so much as it is annoying.

Ronan swallows hard, turning his gaze back to the floor where it had dropped. There's not much point in playing stupid now- besides, if she's in league with Bruce and if she actually cares about the clinic being supplied, then she should know better than to spill his secrets.]

It's not usually like that. You pulled it out of me.

[dedikated]

( as if in response, she twists a hand in the air - a half-wave. this sucks.

(not so much the power in and of itself, which could be quite usable, more convenient than her actual power, but the lack of control. it stings, winds her up after all these years of keeping her abilities in check- keep your thoughts in check, lest every last piece of privacy really is broken between you and Marc. control your enchantments or they'll do all sorts of things they're not meant to.) )

Boosted your powers. ( she doesn't bother to hide, temper the slight bitter twist in her tone there. this is not how it's supposed to work. )

[greywaren]

My powers.

[He says dryly, staring down at the alarm clock that gave the both of them away. Ronan doesn't know how well Kate has trying to keep her abilities a secret, but he knows that for him, knowledge of what he can do has been life and death in the past. Who wouldn't want the chance to create literally anything they can think of?

So Ronan reverts to threats- similar to how he reacted with Bruce, but worse because he doesn't know Kate as well, because he's slow to trust and Kate is still practically a stranger.]

If you tell anyone, I'll- [-I'll kill you is the obvious threat that comes to mind, but Ronan doubts his ability to follow through with that one. So after a split second of hesitation, he changes his tune.] -I'll stop helping. No more clinic supplies.

[dedikated]

( she hasn't, really. can't, really, if she wants to use them at all. but that's the nature of passive powers, isn't it? one can't just look and know she can enchant things. and unlike Faith's powers, unlike many here, her powers don't become any flashier, any more obvious, when a crisis occurs.

(really, if you haven't seen her run, spring from rooftop to rooftop in ways a normal person can't, you'd be fully forgiven for assuming she's, well, human.) )

Who'd I tell?

( it's the only question, the only response from her. a way of saying of course I wouldn't without saying it. there's no real reason, that she can think of or foresee, that she would have to explain it. )

[greywaren]

Anyone.

[And he means it- he's earnest as much as he is threatening, and Ronan doesn't touch her again, but he uses his height to his full advantage, for what he hopes is about as intimidating as he can get.]

Bruce knows. Parrish knows. Nobody else can be trusted. You understand?

[The paranoia is warranted, even in a place like this, where people with abilities practically run rampant. Ronan knows what people would do for access to his head, and he's seen firsthand what kind of horror that leaves in its wake. The less that people know about it, the better.]

[dedikated]

Aye.

( she does. it might not be intimidating per se, thanks homeworld, but she gets it. it's serious to him. and even if she wasn't thinking of telling anyone in the first place, she confirms that fact anyway. )