Event Post: Everyone Chill

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for Tranquility's resurrection event!
Where: All around the city
When: December 27th-January 7th
Warnings: Absolutely nothing creepy or weird at all.

The revival of Tranquility on December 27th marks a vast - if temporary, and actually completely fake - change to the city. Upon awakening that morning, the inhabitants of Hadriel will find the city changed from its usual broken-down dour cave self into a sparkling, clean, delightful island city. Instead of being surrounded by hard stone walls, the city is surrounded by warm ocean waters and soft white sand beaches.

Gentle waves lap at the shore, the sky overhead is perfect, wide and open. The spires have been replaced by shining skyscrapers, the roads are clear of rubble and paved neatly. The stores are quaint, windows no longer broken, and the items inside have changed too. Instead of simple canned goods and strange clothing, you might find delicate pastries, cool drinks, fresh fruit, and flowy summer clothes to match the city. How nice! How calming, really. Didn't everyone need a vacation? So throw on some flip-flops, grab one of the mopeds that have been provided, and enjoy yourselves!

As the days go on, though, you might notice one or two odd things. Maybe the pretty sun hat you picked up looked, for just a moment, like a grubby old baseball cap instead. Maybe that beach ball is a little heavier than it should be. Maybe the shining wall of that skyscraper feels more like stone than glass. Maybe - just for an instant - the sky above was solid rock instead of the gentle, calming hues of the sunset.

While there is a mild compulsion toward calmness and tranquility, towards accepting the city for exactly what it seems to be, that can be ignored - and the illusion can be broken, if you choose to try. But do you really want to? Isn't that croissant much nicer than yet another can of beans? Wouldn't you rather relax at the beach than run around, trying to convince all your friends that this is just the gods getting inside their heads again in an even more creepy and all-encompassing way than usual?

Come on. Don't be a buzzkill.

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Comments

[unfollowing]

Finally he's making sense. Jesus. "Exactly."

And really, what better advice than not to poke at what is clearly an illusion? It feels real and smells real and looks real. That's enough for a little while.

"You think we can tan in this sunlight?"

[pyralisit]

He laughs at that question, though. That's a completely ridiculous thing to be thinking of right now.

"I wouldn't know. I haven't been trying. It feels real enough, I suppose."

[unfollowing]

Listen, buddy, some people are just really fucking vain. It's what got her into trouble with the demons a few months back. At least this time Emily isn't saying she wants to be tan, just asking if it's possible. She promised to be careful, after all.

She purses her lips, half pouting, half done with the idea. "I bet not." Or rather, she bets that if you do tan, it's less tanning and more third-degree burns. "At least it feels warm. "I'm so in the mood to just lie on the sand with my boyfriend." You know (no you don't), the one she's in love with.

[pyralisit]

He very much understands that people are vain--he can be that way too, sometimes. For the most part, though, he spends time worrying about things like surviving the next day and making sure the very few he actually cares about do too.

"Nothing is stopping you. There appears to be plenty of it."

[unfollowing]

What a good soul. (That was sarcasm.)

And hey, if he's just going to be rude like that, Emily will leave. No one's going to damage her calm.

"You're right. I'm gonna go look for him." She stands and brushes the sand off her legs, shooting Cal a small smirk. "See you around, I guess."

Or whatever.