hadriel_logs | 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.
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► 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 wouldn't want to be ganged up on.

[But Jill isn't sure she's free of its effects. Going back there could just cause her to abandon Sharon, and if something happened to the woman because of Jill...]

Maybe I should go to the clinic for awhile.

That might be a good plan. [ There's safety in numbers—at least there is at times, and this time seems to be one of them. She motions for Jill to stay close, never walking too quickly, already making way to the clinic. There will be more capable people there to protect her. ]

You doing all right? [ Aside from the fear, Sharon just wants to see how the woman is doing, keep her talking. ]

[Jill was glad that Sharon wasn't about to abandon her. Even though she's not hurt, she's still shaken up.]

I feel like I'm not in my right state of mind. Like I'm in a nightmare. Other than that, I'm great.

[She forced a smile.]

[ It would be cruel to leave Jill to find her way to the clinic on her own, the demons are more likely to target her if she's alone. ]

You kind of are in a nightmare, but... it's not going to last. This shit always ends. [ Even if it doesn't end well for them, it at least always ends. ] You got any happy thoughts you want to share? Beat away the gloom while we walk.

Happy thoughts?

[The question makes her smile a little, just at the very idea of it.]

I wish I did. How about you?

[Hearing Sharon's might lift some of her gloom.]

[ She has a wealth of happy memories, but in the moment, she can really only think of one, an especially recent memory. ]

I, uh... A friend of mine has been working on figuring out how to make those stupid frappuccino drinks, and he found this... this blender, right? [ She smiles despite the situation, as if just looking back at the memory is enough to bring out something joyous in her. She looks at Jill. ] I expected to hear your generic blending grinding horrible sound, but what I got was so much worse.

It fucking quacked. Like a duck. [ And she hadn't expected it at the time. ]

[The story is one Jill hadn't expected. When the subject was happy memory, the first thought was not of coffee machines. And yet, Sharon was telling her a story about one... and Jill laughed. She can already imagine the sound of it. God, she hasn't had one of those drinks in a long time, too. But despite everything she was feeling, the story was funny, and Sharon had the woman laughing.]

Wow, I can only imagine.

Get through this, and you won't have to just imagine it. [ She offers the other woman a warm smile, watching her with bright eyes. ] I bet Chris would be happy to show off his quacking blender and frappuccino skills. Mind you, it's not exactly Starbucks or hippie coffee shop good, but it's way better than anything else we can get here.

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.

[ 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. ]

Event Log: Fadeout

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