Event Log: Patron Gods

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Patron Gods event!
Where: All around the city
When: March 15th-March 20th
Warnings: The gods choose you! Whether you choose them back is your call.

It's March 15th! Whether or not you've been having a good or a bad week, the gods decided to get together and put all the characters on teams- just like in those gym classes that you always skipped! Whether or not you were the last one picked is up for debate, but until we can figure that particular mystery out, there's another one to mull over... namely, who left that mysterious note in your bedside table/shoe/fishtank? And how did you get a friendship bracelet twined around your wrist?

Regardless, when opened, the letter will say-

'Congratulations! You have been chosen! [God name] thinks you're a great fit for their team! All you have to do is spread their emotion, and you'll get a blessing - and if your team wins, you get the grand prize: one (1) request for each member of the team, no payment required! Or you can band together and request one big thing, it's all up to you! So find your allies, get started, and let's win this thing!'

Whether or not this is for real becomes immediately obvious, as you seem to find yourself yearning to cooperate with your teammates, and maybe feeling a bit competitive toward your foes. Grab a squeaky chicken or a creepy doll or a snowglobe from the shops if you like, and let's get inspiring! Of course, you aren't forced to participate, but have fun telling your teammates that nobody is going to win their wish because you decided to be a stick in the mud.

Go forth and spread joy! Or sorrow, or scare people, or just really piss them off- but whatever you do, try to have fun and build that sense of community! You're going to need it...

► This log covers March 15th-March 20th.
► 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're just so mad at the gods that you'd rather die than participate, then let us know here!

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Hannah Washington | OTA | Everywhere

[wendigoner]

[ Hannah is the poster child for sorrow. For fear too, probably, given her great terror for what she's learned is waiting for her back home. Sometimes, it's easy to forget that there is a fate worse than death just around the corner, looming, ready to pounce at any given moment. People come and go all the time (taken by some 'Door,' they say) and so she could have this life she'd been building snatched away in an instant.

Despite herself, the teen moans pitifully, wrapping her arms around herself in a little hug.

The compulsion is there, just like it is for everyone else. To spread sorrow (for Sorrow) and to 'win' some... stupid game. Hannah chews on her lip as she walks around town, silently bemoaning her situation, trying to avoid people as best as possible. It may not help that she's nearly radiating anxiety and despair, for those inclined to help others out.

It may not happen, they could be wrong. Who's ever heard of freaking Wendigo, right? Even - Even if those same things had apparently been in this city. In Hadriel. Hannah shivers at the idea, very grateful that she hadn't arrived when people were transforming into what her friends say will happen to her.

Briefly, she's envious of her twin, who apparently dies immediately. Right after, though, Hannah is ashamed of herself, withdraws, and becomes an even gloomier shade. ]

[unknowable]

[It's not so much that Adam is the type to help others out, and more that he feels a sense of kinship with her - which he's not stupid enough to attribute to anything except the gods. She's a stranger, after all. But she looks upset, and frankly this whole thing has been kind of upsetting all around. Who wants to be on Team Sorrow anyway? Doesn't that just mean you're either miserable yourself or good at making other people sad?

Adam would like to believe that neither of those things are true about him. But in Hannah's case - well, it's kind of obvious just from looking at her that she's unhappy. He approaches, careful to keep his distance so she doesn't feel uncomfortable.]

Are you okay?

[wendigoner]

[ It's someone she's never met, but that doesn't bother her in the way that, perhaps, it should. Her penchant for being too trusting, too naive, is well-known among their friends. ]

Um - [ Is she okay? No. Decidedly not. Will she ever be okay again? Yes, but she's not feeling particularly hopeful at the moment. Hannah worries at her lip, shuffling in place. ]

I'm fine. [ She answers, finally, because... why bother this guy? ] Just... you know.

[ No, he doesn't. Dummy. ]

[unknowable]

[Maybe asking if she was okay was a stupid question. She's clearly not okay. And Adam doesn't like to pry into other people's problems - you never know if it's something personal, something they won't want to talk to you about. Lord knows he's been in that position enough times. But, well. She's clearly not okay.]

This place? This dumb thing the gods want us to do?

[He's just taking shots in the dark. It could be either of those things, or both, or none. He's trying, though.]

[wendigoner]

[ At first, she nods... but, then she shakes her head. ]

... No. Not - Anything here. [ After all, this is the only life she has left. ] It's just... more... thinking about stuff back home.

[ It never really goes away, but today it's hitting her harder than usual. ]

[unknowable]

[That's equally as understandable. He thinks it's possible that some of them had perfect lives back home, that some of them have nothing haunting them - but it seems pretty rare.]

Whatever it is, if it's not here with you, well - that's something, right?

[It's not really that reassuring, but hey, he's trying.]

Do you wanna talk?

[wendigoner]

... Yeah. [ Though she still looks deeply unsettled, as if there's a chance that whatever she's afraid of could appear at any moment. ] Yeah, that's... something.

[ There's a long breath, followed by a sigh. ]

You don't want to hear about that. [ She fake-laughs, shifting her weight from foot to foot. ] But, um... thanks for asking.

[unknowable]

I'm on Sorrow's team. [he says, matter-of-fact.] I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to be listening to the stuff that makes people sad. At least, that's better than trying to make them sad myself.

[Since that's just a shitty thing to do to someone.]

I won't force you to talk, though.

[wendigoner]

Oh. [ Somehow, that... actually makes her laugh a little, and Hannah shakes her head. ] So... should we swap stories, try and make each other totally miserable?

[ Jesus. Is this what their lives in Hadriel are coming to? ]

It's... just... [ She speaks up after a pause, chewing on her lip. ] ... My sister and I are dead back home. There was this prank that went really... really wrong, and...

[ No, can't go into detail. Even saying that much has her stiffening, eyes brightening with building tears. ]

[unknowable]

[Well - that sucks. Not just dead, but dead because of a prank, of all things. That can't be pleasant to know. And even worse, knowing that a place like this is the best you're going to get.]

Oh, no. I'm sorry.

[Adam's not that great at being comforting, but he's also not immune to teary-eyed girls - so he's really trying.]

That's a big deal. I'd be upset too. You're here, though - maybe this is like a second chance?

[wendigoner]

[ She nods stiffly, as if she doesn't quite believe it. ]

I - Yeah. [ No use being miserable to a stranger who's just trying to help, right? Even if she doesn't feel better, he doesn't need to hear all about her worries. ] Yeah, this... is like a second chance.

[ To see her sister, her friends... and to make up with them, to. ]

I get to do a lot of stuff here that I wouldn't be able to. At home.

[unknowable]

[But even so, it can't be all that comforting when she knows her time is limited. Everyone here seems to want to go home, but for people who know they'll be dead when they go back - well, Adam can't really imagine it. Especially watching people fight so hard to have everyone sent back.

Saying that isn't going to help, though. She knows it. There's no way she can't.]

Maybe there's a way to fix it. Here, or at home.

[Adam shrugs.]

My friend died twice. He's still alive.

[His voice is dry, almost amused, because while that might be normal in some worlds, it's not in his. It sounds ridiculous.]

[wendigoner]

Maybe. [ She doubts it, but she's not going to be a bummer to this guy who's just trying to help (even though she feels like a huge bummer at the moment). ]

I'm so sorry. [ She stresses, eyes widening. ] Did... it happen here, or back home?

[ She assumes here, where a god brings you back to life. It's hard to imagine a 'real world' where you could be resurrected. It's too much to hope for. ]

[chantes]

( Leliana's supposed to be doing the opposite, spreading sorrow, but she's not particularly a fan of the gods and their motives. She has a plan for one of them, but that's for her terms and not theirs.

Seeing the girl, someone that is so obviously consumed by sorrow, she can't ignore it -- to try and remove the pain if she can. The gods shouldn't be doing this, or to get this power from them )

Don't believe in them.

( Whilst her bracelet would identify her are the same team as Hannah, as sorrow, no one should feel this so deeply. She has before, she's felt so much and has fallen so far, but there was something on the other side )

Belief gives what you feel strength.

[wendigoner]

[ Another 'teammate.' Hannah has been on dozens of teams throughout her life, but this has got to be the worst. ]

I don't know what to believe in anymore. [ She mutters, looking away, as if embarrassed. This woman seems immediately so strong, and it makes her feel weak in comparison. ] And I don't know how to - to not feel this way.

[ She's probably giving Sorrow tons of power right now. ]

[chantes]

There is no easy way to remove what you feel. ( But talking could help, and Leliana would stay with her to talk, to try and help her ) But perhaps another memory could help to start, one you know is pleasant.

( If the girl didn't know what to believe then they'd go with something that was certain, and if she couldn't think of one maybe Leliana would start her off. Bards are good for distractions, and stories can change many emotions )

[wendigoner]

But, like - [ Hannah swallows with difficulty, her heart lodged in her throat. ] ... It's hard to just let the other stuff go and think of better stuff instead. It's not easy at all.

[ Not that the stranger had said it was easy. ]

I just feel... so overwhelmed, sometimes.

[chantes]

I know.

( Her gaze lingers on Hannah's for a few seconds more before her head dips, a little of the emotion that Leliana usually keeps hidden leaking through )

When we feel strongly it is hard not to feel it. ( Especially with something amplifying how they feel ) I could tell you of something, if it would help.

[wendigoner]

[ That offer has her frown slightly, not in suspicion, but curiosity. ]

... Okay? What is it?

[chantes]

I seem to find trouble where I go. At home I have managed to find myself in two great battles that set the country at odds.

( "Seem to find". Like Leliana didn't hang around specifically to volunteer with the Warden, or even help set up the Inquisition )

In the middle of it all I have always found those that can inspire hope, even when you don't believe that it is possible anymore.

( And that went not only for Thedas but also herself. After Marjolaine Mother Dorothea had inspired something in Leliana, and after her death Lavellan had found it again in her. Hope could always remain )

[wendigoner]

Jesus. [ She breathes, paling. ] I've never been in any battles or anything. We don't really have that kind of stuff.

[ In America. Or Canada, for that matter. ]

I guess so. [ Hannah replies after a pause, but her expression falls somewhat. ] I'm not sure I know anyone that's super 'hope-inspiring,' though.

[ Beth is supportive enough, of course, but her presence alone reminds Hannah of what's waiting for them both back home. ]

[chantes]

No? Perhaps you've not had the right conversation. Friends can often be the best at it.

( And she would be entirely surprised if this girl didn't have any friends here )

[wendigoner]

Right... [ Unless your friends are mad enough at you to play an awful prank. She thinks, though, of how she's grown much closer to Emily since they'd been brought to these caves. She thinks of Beth, who's never let her down. ] I'll... try talking to them, then.

[chantes]

They cannot help you if they don't know what troubles you.

( Though Leliana isn't always the best about letting people know what troubles her, either )

[wendigoner]

[ She nods silently, a little embarrassed by that. ]

No, I - I know. [ She knows that, logically, though she may not act on it. ] ... Thank you, um -

[ Had this woman given her name yet? ]