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hadriel_logs2017-01-16 10:12 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-01-16 10:12 am
Entry tags:
- !event,
- adam parrish,
- ahsoka tano,
- alphys,
- am,
- andrea quill,
- armitage hux,
- asriel dreemurr,
- beth washington,
- carlisle longinmouth,
- cashmere,
- castiel,
- chara,
- connor walsh,
- curufin,
- dean winchester,
- emily,
- faith carr,
- firo prochainezo,
- frisk,
- glacius,
- hanako nurumi,
- hannah washington,
- henry percy,
- izabel,
- jade ellsworth,
- jill valentine,
- johnny storm,
- kain highwind,
- kate galloway,
- kylo ren,
- leliana,
- maketh tua,
- matt,
- matt murdock,
- natasha romanoff,
- nick rivenna,
- nick valentine,
- noah czerny,
- pharah,
- rey,
- richie gecko,
- ronan lynch,
- rydia,
- sans,
- sato,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- sharon da silva,
- turing webber,
- ushahin dreamspinner,
- warrick chopper,
- will graham
Event Log: Dead Ringers
Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Dead Ringers event!
Where: All around the city
When: January 16th-January 25th
Warnings: Evil doubles, so we can assume manipulation, violence, murder, and maybe some nasty words
What: The event log for the Dead Ringers event!
Where: All around the city
When: January 16th-January 25th
Warnings: Evil doubles, so we can assume manipulation, violence, murder, and maybe some nasty words
Everything seems normal on the morning of the 16th - actually, everything seems normal about the city for the entirety of this event. Nothing is strange, nothing is obviously wrong. Well, except that the population has mysteriously doubled, and the new residents each look exactly like one of the old residents. So weird! Definitely not ominous at all.
At least until your new double gets down to business. After all, their only goal is to ruin your life, and that can take any form. Smashing your favorite coffee cup? Telling your worst enemy they're right? Kissing someone else in front of your girlfriend? Brutally murdering you and then hiding your body in a closet so they can more effectively destroy your life? The possibilities are truly endless, and the only way to protect yourself is to kill your double first. They're not really open to negotiation, after all - but they sure might pretend to be in order to trick you.
So watch your back, and try to make sure that really is your best friend and not an evil clone masquerading as them. Boy, that would be awkward. If you can stick it out until January 25th, good for you! But if you didn't manage to and your double survives until the end - well, just as a final 'fuck you', there's a chance you'll come back to life and remember every awful thing your double did. Hey, at least that'll make it easier to fix, right?► This log covers January 16th-January 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 your evil clone happens to take you out, please let us know here, and remember that you will not revive until the event is over.
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Ronan is still trying out this empathy thing, trying to be better about sensing Adam's moods and reacting to them in a way that won't piss him off, but in a situation like this, he's not sure what he can really do or say to make it better. It's not that Adam isn't unique, that he doesn't love him and wouldn't recognize an impostor in a heartbeat, but rather that his impostor was exactly like him.
It's disconcerting to think about what might have happened otherwise. Ronan loving this thing, Ronan trusting it like he trusts Adam. Who knows what it could have done? Maybe Adam was right in taking care of it, but Ronan still isn't sure what could have happened. They'll probably never know.]
Alright. I'll move it in.
[Easier to not have to do the burial on a thing that looks just like you. Ronan sighs and stands up, hesitating a moment before leaning down to pick up the body. There's blood- sticky now, smearing across Ronan's arms, and the body itself is stiff with the time they spent digging, but still maneuverable into the hole.
Ronan leaves his jacket over the face and chest when he steps back. It seems better that way.]
Good, you think?
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He lets Ronan move the body, though the sight of it is difficult to watch, and the bloody traces left on Ronan's arms make his stomach tighten. Not because it's blood, but because it's almost his blood, or at least he's afraid Ronan will think of it that way.]
Yeah.
[He wonders if they should say something. But that's ridiculous, and Adam wouldn't know what to say anyway. He picks up the shovel again, but hesitates.]
Do you want to do it?
[He'll do it himself if Ronan can't stand the thought of it, he has no problem with that. But he thinks this is a chance for - he's not sure. Closure, maybe? A way to step away from this, to put it behind them? He wants to give Ronan that chance, anyway, though part of him is afraid that it might only leave even more of an impression on him.]
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[Ronan reaches to take the shovel from Adam, letting out a long breath through his nose. He looks at the corpse in the hole then, his eyes downcast, before he moves to shovel the first bit of dirt- though he pauses after the shovel is buried, before leaning down to press a knee against the earth again.
It had Adam's face. It was going to trick him into doing something terrible, it was going to be cruel to him- but it was something that he easily could have dreamed on accident.
He reaches for the pile of dirt and slides his fingers around a small handful, before scattering it across the chest and stomach of the body in the makeshift grave. There's a part of him that's tempted to say something- a prayer, or just a gesture of goodwill, or anything- but he stays quiet, contemplative for a moment before hefting himself back up and beginning the process of shoveling dirt on it again.]
Shouldn't take too long.
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[He knows Ronan won't. Or rather, he knows that even if Ronan does, he won't admit it and he won't give the shovel up - Adam's known him long enough to know that. It would likely be true even if the body at the bottom of that shallow grave weren't identical to his.
He watches, but he doesn't say anything. What can he say? What can either of them say that will make this moment better? He feels like he can nearly see the weight on Ronan's shoulders, and he can feel it on his own. It's not like burying Gansey, which nearly destroyed them. It's closer to burying a night horror, upsetting and horrifying but ultimately something that will pass, in time.
But it's worse than that, he knows, because it looks like him and because even now Ronan likely isn't sure it's not a dream.
When Ronan is nearly finished, Adam comes to stand with him, to watch the last few shovelfuls of dirt fall.]
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It's done, and his hands are a little dirty, so when he wipes the sweat off of his brow, it smudges across his skin.
Adam is standing near him, and Ronan props the shovel up on the ground before turning toward the other boy. Their nice walk through the garden to take care of the various plants has been entirely derailed by now, and Ronan isn't sure if either of them have the fortitude to keep going through with that. It's probably better just to head home and crash alongside their adrenaline, but he wants to make sure that they're alright first.]
...so that's over with.
[It's a poor attempt at levity and the corner of his mouth twitches up wryly.]
You okay?
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[He's not right now, and he doesn't have the energy to lie to Ronan - or the desire to. Ronan would know he was lying anyway. He steps closer, tugs the sleeve of his shirt over his hand so he can reach up and wipe away the dirt on Ronan's brow, a careful and oddly intimate gesture.
He'll be grappling with this for awhile. Less then act itself than what it means about him, whether it's changed the way Ronan looks at him. He'll keep to himself, too, because it's not an easy thing - but Adam thinks it will be okay. He just has to think things through, the way he always does. Then he can move on. So long as Ronan is there, he'll always have a reason to.
And Ronan is still here - that means a lot.]
Are you?
[They should go home, he thinks. They aren't going to get anything done here, not after that. Not after the physical labor and the emotional toll, and everything else.]
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[He rubs at the back of his neck, stepping backward and dragging the shovel along with them. There's nowhere else to go but home right now, and he thinks that they could both use a shower, and so he starts to move down the path toward home, making sure that Adam is moving alongside him.
He doesn't think that he sees Adam any differently. He'd have preferred the clone not to die, but what did he know? It could have been a night horror with skin, and he's killed enough of those. But still, he can't help but to think about the kind of creature it was, what might have happened if they'd let it live.
Stupid, he knows. Ronan doesn't resent Adam for what he did, but it's not ideal by any means.]
Yeah. More or less.
[He sighs, making a wincing face toward Adam.]
Maybe tell me next time? That was a shit wakeup call.
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Hopefully there won't be a next time.
[At least, Adam really hopes he never again has to murder an identical clone of himself who seems to be evil. One is more than enough, twice would just be ridiculous.
He sort of hopes he never has to shoot someone again, but it's not a realistic hope. He's already had people shoot at him, who knows what they'll need to do when the next time something like this happens? It simply isn't practical to think that he'll never have to do anything like that again.
But Ronan seems - well, not okay with it, not exactly. But he wouldn't lie, and he doesn't seem to want to distance himself. Maybe it'll be all right.]
I think I'm just grateful I didn't accidentally make you pull something really weird out.
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But that doesn't matter anymore. Adam dealt with it and they buried it and now they're safe. They'll try not to let it happen again, but if it does then they'll handle it just like they handled it now. They're capable, resourceful, and- maybe a little traumatized, but it's not like they can do anything to change that.
Ronan offers Adam a wry smile.]
Well, luckily I wasn't there long enough to get my hands on anything. Else that might've been a lot more fucked.
[Moreso than it already was, which was saying something. If the two of them had to deal with some kind of monster right after that, then things could have ended very differently.
Or maybe not. Adam still had the gun, after all.]
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It could have been a lot worse. He'll remember that for next time, remember the chilling possibilities of Ronan's power. It doesn't scare Adam - not anymore, not when he regularly spends nights next to Ronan and wakes up to find whatever strange thing he's dreamed - but he knows to be wary of it.]
We got lucky.
[He's still thinking about it. And Ronan's reaction is something he'll need to think about as well - how he seems to have accepted it, his easy trust in Adam even though Adam has done something awful. It's - honestly, it's flattering, it's not something Adam would expect from anyone. It's something he would expect Ronan to give Gansey, not him, though he supposes when he thinks about it that Ronan has always trusted him, and being here has only made it stronger.
Still. It's not an easy thing to accept. Not for someone like Adam.]
Let's get home. Clean up.
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[Hopefully there aren't more of these... whatever-the-fucks hanging around and they can continue to get home in peace. Ronan doesn't know if it was a dream thing or if it was a new type of monster- if they'll see more Adams or if they'll see copies of everyone else. It shakes him, but he knows that he has to deal with things as they come, to stand close to Adam in case it happens again and make sure that he has eyes on the real one at all times.
Because this one has to be. The other one was convincing, but Ronan has been with this boy since before- whatever this is. They'll figure it out together and he can leave no room for doubt in his mind. So he sighs and tangles their fingers together with his free hand, so Adam can know that he's still close, that he's still there, that he still believes him.]
We both could probably use a shower.
[Albeit, for rather different reasons- Adam still has blood on him, and Ronan is now covered in dirt.]
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Yeah. A shower would be nice.
[Normally, Adam might propose they shower together. But this isn't normal, and he doesn't want Ronan washing the blood off him. That's something to do alone. But knowing that Ronan will be there, that he'll come out and everything will be - not fine, but okay - that's all Adam can possibly ask for right now.
He holds on to Ronan's hand as they walk home, letting it comfort him and trying, in his own quiet way, to offer comfort in return.]