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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2016-10-24 10:07 am

Event Log: Fourth Wall, Part One

Who: Everyone in the city + Fourth Wall visitors!
What: Part one of the fourth wall event, hosted by Fear, Confusion, and Delight!
Where: All around the city
When: October 24th-November 1st
Warnings: Visitors from other worlds!


If you're not from around here, you may be wondering what's going on. You've woken up out of the blue in the colosseum, or near a temple, or in one of the numerous other locations in the city. You're somewhere underground and it's dark, cold, and maybe a little unnerving.

Luckily, shortly after your arrival, the road below your feet begins to light up in a gentle, warm glow. The light points you in a set direction and, if you choose to travel that way, will lead you toward the center of the city, where there is a large gathering of others who are lost here like you, people who might know their way around a bit more, and even some of the gods who rule this place.

There are lights strung up on poles throughout the large clearing, casting a comforting glow onto the tables beneath them. The tables are abundant with lots of food that looks simply delicious- though, none of it tastes quite like it should. The tarts taste like green beans, the mashed potatoes like cheesecake, and the chocolate seems oddly reminiscent of steak. In addition, there are decorations artfully placed around the meeting point. If you see them moving, don't worry- that's probably just your imagination.

Also distributed along the tables are shot glasses, filled with a sludgy, yellow substance. If you're brave enough to consume them, they taste strongly of mint and will give you a much needed energy boost, circumventing the need to eat or sleep for a full 24 hours! After that, however, everything hits you all at once, so use them wisely. Some of you may remember these shots from our How Delightful event earlier this year!

In addition to all of the above, there are also party poppers strewn around the area. Each popper can jet out some strange objects- glitter bombs, seashells, plastic dinosaurs, maybe a live lizard or two- so be careful! Feel free to use your discretion on these, but remember to keep it small!
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Of course, you can always not travel that way. The rest of the city has plenty of places to explore- maybe you'd like to stumble in our Silent Hill zone, have a quick look around the alien orchard, or check out any of the god temples that can inspire their chosen emotion. Be careful not to get lost in the tunnels leading away from the cave- none of them can actually move you above ground, but you may run into a few monsters on the way.

For those of you who have been with us awhile, please bear with the gods while they try to adjust around these new folks! Join in on the festivities if you like, or try to orient as many of the others as you can. Start a community outreach program, start a fight club, introduce your parents to your weird cave girlfriend- nobody's judging!

Well. Some of us might be.
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Enjoy the fourth wall event at Hadriel! Once you're settled in feel free to explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies.

Fourth wall characters do not enter with phones so they cannot reach the network- however, if you'd like to handwave that they somehow got ahold of Mello's Newcomer guide to avoid the 'where am I/what is this' sort of questions, then feel free!

Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers October 24th-November 1st.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well! Fourth wall characters will not have posting access, so grab an in-game friend if you wanted to do anything separate from the main log.
► Fourth wall characters will be in the city for at least one week, though they can stay for longer. The party will go on throughout the entire week, thanks to Delight's boundless energy!
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
somuchlove: icon by crenando @ DW (29)

[personal profile] somuchlove 2016-11-03 11:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Another Chara, hun? It really does seem that, regardless of the time and universes, Chara always finds Frisk and vice versa. They take a breath. Frisk says it's okay to take a few tries and they'll probably need it. Opening yourself up - physically, mentally, ect - wasn't easy. Sometimes it's a floodgate when a human called Demon and their former executioner lie together on broken concrete or it's a quiet moment where two kids sit at a table with a Mother's pie. Comes in all sorts of forms, more than those two incidents.

It can be sitting alone and thinking too hard. So it was better to simply stop thinking all together.]


What do I need to do?
determinedest: (* You are the kind of person)

[personal profile] determinedest 2016-11-04 12:31 am (UTC)(link)
[First, Frisk settles down on the ground, cross-legged, with an expectant lift to their eyebrows to indicate that Chara should do the same. Their SOUL still drifts in front of them idly, warm and determination-red. Perhaps it's vulnerable like this, but they know Charas. They trust Charas.]

You don't have to summon your SOUL too, but it can...it can help. It's like starting an encounter, only not...not so you can attack.

[It had been a strange feeling, the snap and pull of a SOUL slipping from where it resided inside them.]

You just...let it happen. You feel it beating.
somuchlove: (85)

[personal profile] somuchlove 2016-11-04 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
[Chara joins them on the ground and yet again has to resist a joke about it. Jokes about death called to them and they can't imagine why! But Chara puts it aside for the moment.]

Okay. I...will try that now.

[At LV 20 it is very easy to start an encounter. Many moments of starting one and * Nobody came responding back in their own time. But starting an encounter without a FIGHT. Or maybe even without MERCY? Maybe a different kind of MERCY but that makes Chara think about Toriel and they just...stop that thought. Focus on something else.

Beating. Chara looks at Frisk's SOUL. Warm, close and red but not their red. And while it was warm and full of kindness it was also a lump of scar tissue. Blasted apart and put back together by their Determination. Refusal. Love. Chara's hope because Frisk was the first human that, while they carried a SOUL that was heavy under their sins and scars, did not color themselves like the other children the Fallen Child had known.

Beating. They clutch at the Locket they always wear. The final memory they have of Asriel as himself. It too, was always warm. And they did not wear it for the 99 defense it provided but because it was right where it belonged. Chara did not deserve Asriel and his parents' love but received it none the less. And so they did what they did.

It flows and Chara's own SOUL appears. It's, unsurprisingly, a mess. A fraction of a whole and what they could scrap together from their own Determination and a little bit of spite. What was tied to Frisk's for the longest time. And for what feels like a very, very long time, Chara doesn't say anything.]


* You feel it beating.

...what happens next...?
determinedest: (* Look at what you've done.)

[personal profile] determinedest 2016-11-04 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
[It...looks a lot like the one that belongs to the Chara they know. Disjointed, fractured, something pulled awkwardly together. They'd caught the tail-end of Chara's thoughts about it, the way they'd regarded it with utter revulsion. Like a scab being lifted. A rotten little shriveled walnut-sized tumor in place of a heart. But Frisk smiles encouragingly, patiently.

It's okay. They'll love them no matter what shape they take.]


You just...

[They reach out with an open hand, gently, to cup one hand a few inches beneath Chara's SOUL. The resonating thrum of another mind, someone else's thoughts hissing like a razor blade drawn over grass, like wind shearing over rocks, tickles the posterior of their thoughts.

They incline their head to indicate that Chara do the same.

To start to feel the rush and burn of another being's determination, cold and hot and together, reveling in the sameness before the inevitable shock jars them apart again.]