hadriel_logs | Event Log: Fadeout

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Event Log: Fadeout

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Fadeout event!
Where: All around the city
When: November 15th-November 25th
Warnings: None!

The morning of November the 15th seems rather normal- that is, if you can avoid the glowing cracks in the fabric of reality tucked away among various streets. Still, they don't really seem to be doing much of anything and you can't quite see through them, so maybe they're decoration? This wouldn't be the first time the gods pulled some weird shit to shake things up around here.

By midafternoon, however, something changes. Cecily, in all her wisdom, decides to attempt to dispel one of these rifts, and the resulting shockwave sends tremors through the city. Tears throughout Hadriel open wider and allow for various demons to burst through and terrorize the various citizens. Demons will be tearing through in all corners of the city, though you can choose to avoid them if you like.

Look out for Pride and Rage demons, who attempt to brute force their way to you and feed off of your anger, steel yourselves against Despair and Fear demons who grow stronger as you give up hope, and definitely cross the street to avoid the Desire demons, who can take either male or female forms and will offer you everything you want if you just let them in.

Demons will either focus on attacking you or tempting you by taking advantage of and feeding off of your basic emotions. Agreeing to let a demon help you and mentally folding to it generally means that the demon will begin to possess you and start calling the shots- often using you as a vessel to hurt others and sow discord. If you happen to have any sort of magical abilities, extended possession can lead toward becoming an abomination after the corruption takes root.

So... you might want to avoid all of that. Luckily, there are some good things happening that can distract you- along with the demons, several nugs and fennec foxes will also pop up around the city, and if you don't want them to die a horrible death to a hungry demon, you might consider adopting them. In addition, you may find a random potion laying around- maybe this can help you fight off those demons, or maybe it'll make every nug in the city love you- or maybe it's secretly a jar of bees. Wouldn't be the first time you guys let bees in jars get a little out of hand.

► This log covers November 15th-November 25th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you are murdered by a demon, become an abomination, turn your insides to sludge with a potion, or just throw yourself from a rooftop to end it all, please let us know here!

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I'm sure it'll be a taste of home, even if it's not as good as all those other coffee shops back home. I'd enjoy that.

[Her friend can show off his coffee skills to Jill any time. As they approach the clinic, she stops and nods. This'll be a safe place for her to stay for awhile.]

Thanks for stopping to help. I can manage from here.

They hurt people. They don't want people to be happy.

[If there is another reason, he doesn't know what it is.]

Why are you sorry?

( it had for the longest time, then it finally happened. her job didn't have to be violent. it could be constructive, it could be so much more.

that Hadriel dragged her back into a lifestyle she'd put behind her still leaves a bitter taste in her mouth. )

Sure.

( she'd have done it anyway, unable to leave them to just come within range of the Clinic. )

Rather not rebuild th' clinic.

( that assumption would be right, but Matt needs to cry a bit longer, to hold that knowledge to himself for the moment because - as far as he's concerned - how do you even go about explaining something like that?

like any of the things he's seen since he's got here.

after a minute or so, he finally gets a grip, sniffs back any further tears and squeezes tight in return, a wordless thank you. )

I, just- ( he sniffs again, tries to keep himself in check. ) - it makes no sense. Why Em?

It'd be a start! ( he blurts that out almost as soon as she says she shouldn't joke. ) You've got magic now, but the rest of us don't! ( and people like Matt, who have only been here a couple of months, don't have the tools to deal with this.

obviously. )

Seriously. Em - what if you'd killed us all because of a joke? Not just me?

What, do you usually cheat?

[he says it like that couldnt possibly be a thing!!]

So learn some! Learn how to fight or something! It's not like we don't have the fucking time here!

[The longer this goes on, the more she hides in her old defenses. It's not right -- it's not his fault, he has a right to be pissed -- but how can he do this to her? How can he turn his back on her like this? After everything that's happened since he got here, after she got possessed--]

Death's not permanent here! We all would've come back! We did, right? I'm here, you're here-- like, seriously, Matt? I died too. I got possessed by a demon, for fuck's sake, and you're just yelling at me like I did any of this on purpose?

[ Matt chuckles. ]

I just asked you if you're a bird. I think we're even.

[ Though he is, apparently, a talking bird. Which. Wow, okay. ]

Crow, huh? [ How is he talking? Is that rude to ask... ] I'm Matt. I'd shake, but.

[ You don't have hands?? ]

Aliens, usually.

[ LIKE THAT SOMEHOW MAKES MORE SENSE... ]

The ones back home turned out to be aliens, so hey, who knows. Could be they came from an alternate dimension.

[ Aw, Johnny, you're adorable. Matt reaches out and takes him by the elbow after some minor fumbling. Matt might not be nearly the people person he is, but he's gonna have to get to know at least the lay of the land while he's here. Making friends usually helps.

And a fellow New Yorker to boot? That's always fun. Matt chuckles. ]

Me too, actually. Hell's Kitchen.

You had aliens where you come from? Yikes.

[But he sounds pretty droll about it. It's hard to surprise a guy like Sans; don't take it personally.]

[Of course there's a special inventory. It wouldn't be much of a game if there weren't stakes.]

Hmm. That just depends, don't it?

[Miriam grins up at him, all cheeky and bright.]

On what people want. What they'd give for it.

[Miriam bats her eyes at him.]

Do I look like somebody who'd cheat?

[Miriam tips her head to the side.] Why wouldn't he be?

[Miriam shrugs.]

I can work with that.

[Barnaby never goes anywhere without her. She blinks through her curls at Warrick.]

You can keep 'em.

[The knickknacks he tried to steal.]

And you should let me know if you're looking for anything special. 'cause I'm good at that sorta thing. Finding stuff. 'specially stuff you don't want anyone else to get first.

[ She looked so pretty with her hair down like that, her pale skin slightly tinted from the heat of the shower, made those light eyes of hers really stand out and for a moment, as she came into the room and spoke, Will simply stood there and looked at her, seeming a little starstruck. ]

Huh, coffee? ...Oh! Yes, here.

[ Blushing a little and looking fairly embarrassed with himself, Will turned, picked up a mug and handed it to her. ]

I didn't know if you have sugar or cream... And I don't have any of either so I really hope you like it black... Chocolate?

[ Gesturing to the table as he walked around it and took a seat on his small couch. There was plenty space for Jill so he didn't feel the need to direct her, she could sit where she liked.

Picking his own drink up, blowing on it and sipping slowly, Will watched her all the while. ]

I'm glad you're feeling better... You had me worried- And the clothes suit you er I mean.. Look natural on you... Wow okay, does that mean I have a very effeminate taste or is the whole military thing you have going on?

[ Shut up Will, you're rambling. But there is something nice about seeing a woman like Jill in his baggy t-shirt and shorts. ]

[Siiiiick, useless junk. He dances them between his fingers, then starts hovering them into a small juggle.]

I can't think of anything I'd want like that. Most things don't really matter.

[These don't either, stealing is just fun. Their acquisition has definitely been ruined by Miriam's permission.]

Right now I just need opportunities to give people hope. [MAKES A FACE]

[For what felt like a long moment, when she walked in, he looked at her, and she looked right back at him, and she smiled in a warm way, because he kind of made her feel like the sun.

When he turned to get the coffee, her smile became a bit more shy and she looked down, pushing some of her hair back behind her ear.]

Black is fine.

[She's been to a lot of different places, and some didn't have the luxury of cream or sugar. At the remark on the clothes, she looks down and laughs softly.]

I appreciate you letting me borrow them.

[Jill walks over to the couch, and of the options, she chooses to sit on the couch next to Will. Once there, she reaches for a piece of chocolate, which helps cut the bitterness of the coffee.]

How long have you had Winston? Where did you get him?

[ That smile of hers, Will could look at it all day, she had very kissable looking lips and when they pulled the rest of her face into that happy expression, well, it was enough to almost melt Will's heart.

He could sense she was comfortable around him and that was in itself, such a wonderful feeling. Will couldn't help the way he looked at her, he only hoped it wasn't so obvious.

Catching a glance from the side as she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, was she feeling coy perhaps? Had Will said something stupid? Whatever had caused the small motion, Will would ponder over later, right now he was supposed to be her guardian. ]

You're more than welcome, I even think they suit you better than me.

[ He was about to start rambling on about how she was in better shape than he was and how the clothing showed off her athletic aesthetic, as inappropriate as that may be, however as Jill decided to make herself at home beside him, he kind of froze up.

She smelt fresh and clean, damp and warm, that sweet natural scent of her hair. It was her questions about Winston that snapped him from his little world. Clearing his throat and reaching over to pet Winston. ]

I've only had Winston for about 5 month. I found him- er well, stole? No, rescued him from the road side. Someone had just dumped him there like an old winter sweater or a dirty, broken toy... It took a while for him to trust me and come to me on his own accord. I bathed him, fed him and then introduced him to my merry pack of misfits and strays.

[ The love that Will had for his dogs, was clear and aparent from the way he spoke about them. There was passion and tenderness in his tone, even his eyes as he stroked the animal.

Will was indeed a kind, caring man. He just needed to come out from behind his walls, let the right people in and realize it was okay to be loved and looked after himself. ]

If you feel someone getting into bed with you tonight, don't panic. I'll come shoo him off for you. He's used to claiming my bed and I wouldn't blame him for trying to get in next to you.

[ Mm... Maybe phrased that wrong there, Will? You're not being clear on what you mean. You're leaving things up to interpretation. What must she think!? ]

[By now, Jill's come to know a few things about Will. He was kind of awkward and uneasy around even her, at times. She figured talking about his dog would put him at ease. Sure enough, he talks quite a bit about Winston and how they met.]

That's terrible. Poor Winston.

[As if he knew Jill felt sympathy for him, Winston went from Will to her next to soak it up. The dog put his head on her lap and she gladly rubbed his ears. Lucky dog.

Though the phrasing might not have been perfect, Jill understood what he meant. Who else would Will shoo off of her bed?]

Is Winston the only one I have to worry about?

[When she said that, she tilted her head to look at him. Yes, the look was definitely coy this time. Flirtatious. And she wondered how he'd react to a statement like that, though she figured he might turn shy again.]

[Carlisle hesitates, rubbing at his neck as the nug in his lap. Do vampires feed off animals? What if Armand returns and decides he'd prefer a smaller snack?

But he vowed he would not reveal the undead's existence to anyone else, and so he scrapes for an answer.]

I- as I've said, I've not had a pet before. Perhaps I, er. Am not fit to take care of one, or he would prefer somewhere quieter than this house with these roommates.

[ You don't, really. It's a learning experience. Even Rose, having been to four worlds now, is still surprised occasionally. There are still things that rattle her.

He'll get used to it. But that's the saddest thing about all this, she thinks. He shouldn't have to. ]

I wish I could answer that, too, but... I don't know, dude. [ She knows a little about the demons, what she's heard on the network... They said not to make deals with them, didn't they? ] It could have been anyone, really. Emily just happened to be the unlucky one this time.

[ She doesn't want to say next time it could be him. Or her. Or anyone else. It's all so 'luck' of the draw in places like Hadriel. Perhaps to keep them on their toes? Like Hell Rose knows. ]

[Being "careful" isn't exactly Rey's strong suit on her own. When it's someone else on the line, however, things change.

[Squeezing Alphys, tucked under her arm, Rey charges towards the side of a building. Before launching herself at the wall. One foot kicks at the surface. Then the other lands on a crate placed next to the alleyway floor. Her feet bouncing off one side of a building to the other. Until she grasps the ledge of the store roof with her free hand.

[With a swing, she hurls Alphys over her head. Swift motions sending the lizard lady onto the flat rooftop to land either gracefully or not, while she herself hangs over the side for now.]

[ Sharon gives a brief nod, glad to have helped the woman make it to somewhere of relative safety. She adjusts her knapsack. ]

Stay safe. [ She responds before she takes her leaves. She expects Jill to make it through this hell. ]

[ Will was an awkward, uneasy, odd man, he liked to study people, to explain them and understand them but he hated to actually have to interact with them on anything that resembled a social situation. Jill was different. Jill had been his hero when he arrived, his medic in a time of need and he'd come to see her as a friend. A rather attractive friend he couldn't stop looking at.

As Winston moved over to Jill and placed his head down on her lap, Will smiled. Thinking that perhaps if he set his own head down on her lap, would he be gifted the same treatment? The thought made him laugh a little. ]

I found some of my other dogs in pretty much the same way. Some were abandoned, tied up tp posts and poles with no food or water.

[ He left out the part where most of these dogs were tied up in gardens or out in streets outside of stores. What!? If you leave an animal for over a certain time, it's just cruel. Will was doing them a favor.

When Jill asked if Winston was the only one she had to worry about, Will's first reaction was to start explaining that he didn't have any of his other dogs here in Hadriel- Then he caught her expression, the look in her eyes and realized what she was implying.

He couldn't stop the flush that peppered his cheeks, or the way his chest moved a little faster with each breath. Is she flirting with me? He thought to himself. Why? Why would a woman like her, be interested in a monster like me? Maybe it's a - No, just stop thinking about it, you always ruin things by overanalyzing them! Crap, he'd hesitated too long. She'd think she's said something wrong.

Before he responded, Will looked down at her feet, awkward and unsure. ]

I've managed to compose myself around you thus far... I'm sure one more night couldn't hurt...

[ He didn't want to sound like he was shutting her down, but he didn't want her to know he'd been thinking about her since the day the first met either. It would probably creep her out. So, he smiled, flashing her a look in the eyes, though his fix on them was broken with the odd glance to the left or right here and there. ]

Though I should warn you, as well as you already know... I do have a tendency for sleep walking... If I ended up in your room...

[ And that's where he stopped talking. The awkwardness was sinking in, affecting his nerves and making him feel foolish. ]

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totally |D;

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i may as well just stab myself, it'd be easier

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