Event Log: Dead Ringers

[hadrielmods]

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

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.

Comments

[tongueamok]

That seems to placate the clergyman, whose attention is drawn back to Glacius as easily as it had been pulled to his shaking hands only a second before. Glacius might hear him chuckle again before he speaks.

"You can open your eyes," Carlisle says, his voice subdued as his exhaustion hits him again. His bed is quite comfortable, soft beneath his aching joints. "You are better than a cursed being deserves, but I will endeavor to... be good enough."

That doesn't sound very confident, but he certainly looks more optimistic than he usually does, that goofy smile still worn into him.

[glacius]

Glacius does so when he's bid, the glowing green light of his eyes reappearing... and when he opens his eyes to see no glumness, but instead that same relaxed smile, he can't help but give a little sigh of relief. "Don't say things like that," he murmurs gently, standing at the side of the bed... though he resists the urge to lay a hand on Carlisle like he usually might, unsure of what contact is supposed to mean any more now. "You already are good enough. One of the best people in this cave that I have met."

Now he flicks on last glance over the clergyman, tucked under his bedding with his head propped up on pillows as he is. "Are you comfortable, Carlisle? Is there anything else you need of me?"

[tongueamok]

Carlisle keeps smiling, the bedding warm and heavy upon him. He feels secure-- such a rarity for him.

"This is fine," he insists softly. "I feel fine. If I could bottle this and just- just have this feeling anytime I wanted, that'd be perfect. Thank you, my friend."

He might be drowsy and drug-addled, but he means that.

[glacius]

Despite his inner conflict, that pure and honest sentiment strikes at Glacius' hearts, elicits a smile both warm and fond. "Well, I'll be here any time you want, so if I'm doing my job right you should have it when you need it. Now..." he casts a quick glance in the room, finding a chair to ease his massive body down into--he's not going to depart from the room until Carlisle is resting peacefully, and even then it's only going to be long enough to wash the clergyman's various garments. "...Get some rest. I'll be watching over you."