Event Log: Fadeout

[hadrielmods]

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
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► 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!

Comments

[purpleknee]

You said you weren't listening! That's disregarding!

[can't stop won't stop until heart substitute is in stock]

[skelebro]

[Eh. Guess that just makes him a hypocrite. Good thing he's got a policy where he don't listen to hypocrites.]

You've made a lotta friends here, haven't you?

[purpleknee]

[FIGHTS URGE TO TACKLE SANS OFF ROOF]

I could have friends. You don't know.

[skelebro]

[Spoken like someone who doesn't have nearly enough. Sans chuckles.]

All right, yeah. You could.

I mean, hey. We're friends, yeah?

[purpleknee]

Hmn.

[He's not happy with this turn of events at all. Warrick crosses his arms -- at least that way he can guarantee he'll keep them to himself.]

Here I thought I disappointed you too much.

[skelebro]

Yeah, but if I stopped bein' friends with everybody who disappointed me, I wouldn't have anybody to talk to.

[And that's, uh...distressingly true, actually. Huh.]

[purpleknee]

Maybe you should lower your standards.

[To stop disappointing the people that disappoint you. Still dodging the friend confirmation thing, because he's...not sure he can deal with that right now.]

If you must know, I had a friend-ish conversation with somebody the day I was looking for hope help! And there's a girl and her dog that like me, I'm pretty sure. I like the dog, anyway, and the girl's fine. Back home I have lots of friends. [Compared to here and when he was a kid.]

[skelebro]

[There's something profoundly hilarious in Warrick telling Sans, he of the lowest possible standards (those standards being "doesn't kill people," and even that hasn't really been consistent given the way things are going with the kid that killed him), that he should find a way to cut them even lower. What do negative standards look like?]

You mean Miriam? [Sounds like Miriam.] Heh, that's good. She's good people.

[purpleknee]

Yes, her. [but mostly Barnaby, lbr...]

It feels like everyone knows everyone else around here. Kind of annoying.

[skelebro]

Don't take it personally, buddo. A lot of us just kinda get around.

[Sans knows everybody since he makes it his business to know everybody. It's handy.]

Just try to get out more, y'know?

[purpleknee]

No thank you. It feels like any time I'm outside on my own for more than ten minutes, that crazy old man and his damn shadow puppet try to kill me.

[skelebro]

That who and his what-now?

[THIS IS NEWS TO SANS.]

[purpleknee]

Sato! Why am I the only one that knows this?! I really can't be the only one he hunts down!

[HE'S SO MAD... Why must he be the target of recreational attempted murder?]

[skelebro]

Sato.

[Name sounds familiar. He thinks he might've met the guy on the network or somethin' like that, though he, uh, hadn't really gotten a murder-y vibe there. Then again, some people here are pretty good liars.]

He hunts you. [The question of why is lingering just beyond that statement.]

[purpleknee]

Yes! He keeps changing his reasons why because he's a crazy person, but he's definitely trying to kill me whenever he sees me. I only deserved it once, and even then not really.

[that makes sense right]

[skelebro]

[This is definitely news. Unpleasant news. Sans is still smiling, but he's less than pleased about this development.]

I think I'm gonna need some context here.

[purpleknee]

[Warrick huffs, crossing his arms and sitting down so he can sulk more effectively.]

He tried to kill me because I was green. Then he tried to kill me because he was bored. Then he tried to kill me because I gave back his video game thing I stole! Which I did because he tried to kill me. Why can't I cut his arms off?!

[skelebro]

You think of maybe lettin' the city guard know?

[The fact that there's someone just up and walkin' around ready to kill people is pretty concerning. And he's fairly sure there's some kind of a justice system in place thanks to the guard, albeit a pretty new and unprofessional one.]

[purpleknee]

What's the point? He's immortal. And if all you can do is cause him pain, then I want to do that myself. Besides, I'm wicked. How much are they really going to go out of their way to help me?

[Given his everything so far, he hasn't garnered much of a positive reputation. He's pretty convinced the clinic hates his at least, so why not these guard people, too?]

[skelebro]

They kinda go outta their way to help everybody here. Pretty sure they had a guy answer for some recreational murder a little while back.

[Thus far Warrick hasn't seemed wicked so much as just - mildly out of touch with how emotional output typically works.

Reminds him of Chara, in a couple ways.]

[purpleknee]

[#doubts...]

Yes, well. Immortality point still stands. He doesn't have to rely on Hope.

[skelebro]

Maybe. Not bein' able to die has its disadvantages.

[It tends to numb you to things, for one.]

[purpleknee]

[ha ha yeah... Warrick's familiar.]

Oh, believe me. I've threatened him with suffering! With cutting him into little pieces and scattering them! The only thing that bothered him was stealing that damn vita. You can't make him wish he could die!

[skelebro]

[Having met more than a few people who can apparently boast immortality, Sans is startin' to get the idea that this is a real epidemic.

Little disturbing that Warrick can list off those punishments with such alacrity, but there's a world of difference between threatening such a thing and then actually up and doing it. He'd know.]

Well, if that's what bothers him, why not go to town with it?

[Clearly the solution here is: prank war.]

[purpleknee]

Did you miss the part where I said he tried to kill me because of it?! He said he'd steal my heart as soon as I got it and cut it into tiny bits to feed to monsters!

[HE'LL DO IT, HE'S CRAZY. Warrick absently rubs at the scar on his chest.]

That's what happens when you try to talk and reason with people here.