Event Log: A Blustery Day

[hadrielmods]

Who: All characters participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Blustery Day event
Where: All over the city!
When: June 15th-17th
Warnings: Harsh weather conditions

Good morning and welcome to your Hadriel Weather Forecast! On the doppler today is a high chance of rainfall, coupled with dark, angry clouds, and even some hail an rumbling of wayward thunder! If you're wondering "we're in a cave, how can we have weather in a cave", then congratulations, you're doing exactly what Confusion wants you to do! Which is- you know, be confused.

For the next few days, the weather will be aggressively stormy, with severity ranging from 'mild annoyance' to full-on 'batten down the hatches and hold on'. While no tornadoes will touch down, you might want to prepare yourselves for a few dashes of lightning, winds that could knock you over, and golfball-sized hail ready to cause a couple of bruises and broken windows!

Speaking of which, are any of these houses weatherproofed? You... uh, might want to look into that, if you've got the time. Surely a few friends could help you out- just make sure you stay warm and dry! The shops aren't stocked with any new coats or anything, so you'll have to make do with what you've got. Maybe some of you still have your ugly christmas sweaters!

► This log covers June 15th-June 17th.
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Comments

[rehashing]

[ That's a nice thing to add, but it's unnecessary. ] Three months. [ Almost three months, but, a definitive answer should be given, she thinks. ] I asked that question my first month. More times than I could count. Is it your first?

[toiletseat_girl]

Three months? Seriously? [flushes slightly and looks down for a moment] Yeahhhh, it's my first month. First few days to be accurate. How could you tell?

[rehashing]

You were nervous and you cared about not bothering me. Most people here aren't -- [ Trying to find a good word... ] nice.

[toiletseat_girl]

[instantly flushes at being called nice. she's not nice, no one's ever called her nice before. she looks down for a moment] Well, uh. That's not nice, that's just--common courtesy. [looks disappointed for a moment] They're not? That sucks.

[rehashing]

People down here go through a lot [ No more or less than she does, but they have gotten bitter as the days have waned on. ] Not that I'm making an excuse for them.

[toiletseat_girl]

Yeah? Like what? [George is still a fresh young thing, newly arrived and ready to be (further) disillusioned] Some people don't deserve the excuse.

[rehashing]

Some people don't. Some rise above their circumstances, or compartmentalize them [ thanks, Lance for this new insight ] and some people live them every day. They feel them deeply, deeper than they've felt anything else. And they can't stop. But, the truth is, they shouldn't. One of the worst things you can do is cut that off. [ Excuse her as she goes off on a tangent, and then looks back at George. ] A lot happens down here, the gods here influence things and bring certain aspects out - to gain power. My first two months were painless, fun, even, because the gods threw what I thought was a celebration. [ But, having experienced firsthand what they do, it wasn't. It was a way of making amends. Too little, too late for most. ]

[toiletseat_girl]

...so you're saying that I'm supposed to feel things deeply? [looks vaguely confused since she assumed that not feeding the local emotion gods might make them free everyone] So, we can't always trust our feelings or what's going on because the gods might be fucking with us? That sounds exhausting. [she sounds dejected]