Event Log: Oh Shit (B side)

[hadrielmods]

Who: All the characters in Group B
What: The event log for Group B
Where: The right side of the city
When: The evening of March 28th-April 9th
Warnings: You're safe! But you're starving. Soon enough you'll be attacked by monsters, which will probably change both of those.

March 28th brings many changes into the city. First of all, that loving, dopey feeling? Gone. But you don't have too much time to mourn your affectionate side because, in addition to the humiliation of being voted in last, Love is also getting their personalized event overshadowed by the first major citywide disaster of Hadriel.

On the evening of the 28th, the city splits itself into two for some reason, isolating the left and right halves of the city. In the right half, if anyone tried to figure out where the other half of the city went, they'd find themselves staring down a massive rock wall- which is unfortunate, because this is the unlucky side without Hope. That means that after the split occurs, the lights flicker and die, the network takes far longer to get up, and what few stores there are will no longer be stocked with food.

The first two are solved within a couple of extra hours- dim lighting and profoundly glitchy network access will be created, particularly when attempting to contact anyone on the other side of the city. As if that isn't enough, without Hope there is no new food being stocked in the stores at first, and what is there isn't exactly being kept fresh and will run out within just a couple of days. Eventually, Love will try to substitute a replacement, but the bulk necessary to actually effectively feed everyone just isn't there, so enjoy your prolonged starvation!

That seems to be the main thing to worry about it until March 30th when the monsters begin to push and prod at Confusion's ineffective barriers and break through into the main city, where delicious meals (read: you) await them. The flow of monsters from the bestiary into the caves will seem almost unending, as we're stocked up on 18 months worth of them (and any/all offspring they may have created during that time).

Try to hunt some of them if you can, but watch out for the poisonous ones! It won't take long for hunger and thirst to start to settle in, so you might want to act fast. Additionally, since Hope is not present, there will be no revivals until the end of the event. You can deal with a minor permadeath setting, right?

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Comments

[elegant_and_proud]

"Distrust and arrogance made them withhold information."

They kept that information back despite how vastly outnumbered they were, simply because they were much more powerful in some ways. And yet, Hope admitted to her that the gods' enemies could be taken out either by a small team of people here, or even by some of the more powerful individuals. It rankles to be underestimated. At least it seems like there's potential to move beyond that, into an alliance - albeit an uneasy one.

"Strange how Fear seemed to think his fake persona was more frightening than the truth. Enemies that even gods would flee from, who would kill all of us merely for being capable of emotions...I find that more distressing than the idea of a tyrant trying to frighten us now and then."

[skelebro]

Distrust? Certainly. Arrogance? Maybe. It's clear that it ain't nearly as concrete as people would initially believe. A lot more complicated than simply not wanting to trust people with what might be the potential to tear the gods down personally.

"Most people do," he agrees, a low drawl of commiseration as he inclines his skull faintly. "But when you invite somethin' new into the mix, kinda takes you outta the equation. Gods strike me as people who like havin' control of the situation."

Havin' anyone else involved removes their influence, and thus their necessity in any situation.

"Or," he says, slowly, "might be that our fear of what's out there ain't feeding him."

Might be that it's feeding whatever's coming instead.

[elegant_and_proud]

She can admit that keeping their food sources ignorant does have its tactical advantages. It keeps them reliant.

"Hope indicated that their enemies are not beings who feed off of emotion as they do, and that their enemies believe them to be abominations for feeding off of emotions and inspiring them in others. The gods do not seem to require that our emotions be directed specifically toward them. Otherwise, Confusion would be less antagonistic and more odd and contradictory, I would imagine."

[skelebro]

Oh, well. If Hope says it, right? Not that he's particularly inclined or disinclined to trust a thing the guy says, but he's learned to take whatever the gods put out there worth - many, many grains of salt, in essence.

"Figures. Said they're named after what they feed off of. Not what they're good at."

Hence why Fear ain't much for intimidation, and why Hope ain't real good at inspiring optimism. It's what fuels them; not what becomes them.

[elegant_and_proud]

Her faith in them and what they say isn't absolute by any stretch of the imagination. She's waiting to see for herself. However, she's taking the attitude that they're probably still hiding things, rather than doubting that anything they say is true. She does believe Hope in his basic descriptions of them - more solid beings than the gods, that they outnumber the gods and residents of Hadriel, that they use technology. There's no point in bothering to ask the gods any questions about anything if one assumes that everything they say is suspect.

"That makes sense. I do hope that their exercise in having us on teams might give them ideas for more acceptable ways to inspire certain emotions in us."

[skelebro]

A healthy mistrust in just about everything down here. Yeah, that's bound to go over real well. Only the gods ain't given 'em much reason to trust much besides the basics. They're usin' the lot of 'em as batteries, more or less, to generate whatever emotions most feed 'em.

Ain't exactly what you call a symbiotic relationship.

"That's the general notion, yeah. 'Least everybody's workin' together now."

For however long that's gonna last.