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hadriel_logs2016-02-14 10:10 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-02-14 10:10 am
Event log: Who What Where Wendigo
Who: Everyone participating in the wendigo event!
What: The accidental-cannibalism-turned-horrifying-monster event that is the Who What Where Wendigo event!
Where: All around the city
When: Feb 14th-March 1st
Warnings: Cannibalism, body horror, evil monsters lurking around.
Don't forget to check up on the Wendigo Guide that Ami posted!
What: The accidental-cannibalism-turned-horrifying-monster event that is the Who What Where Wendigo event!
Where: All around the city
When: Feb 14th-March 1st
Warnings: Cannibalism, body horror, evil monsters lurking around.
Don't forget to check up on the Wendigo Guide that Ami posted!
On February 14th, Rage and Fear decide to give Hope a little bit of help taking care of the residents of Hadriel - they'll provide some food for awhile. How nice! Except, of course, that there's an extra ingredient in this food. A can of beef stew? Yeah... that might not be beef. But hey, it still tastes pretty good! Unfortunately, some spirits slipped through the Door last time it opened, and they're ready to possess anyone who participates in cannibalism - even if they don't know it.
Anyone who eats the provided meat will be possessed by a wendigo spirit. Over the course of twelve days, they will transform into a monster that feels little but rage and hunger. While at first it can be explained away easily enough (people are super annoying, and isn't everyone a little hungry most of the time?), by February 18th, wendigo transformations are impossible to ignore. A few days after, on February 22nd, the anger and cravings of the wendigo spirit will overcome all other emotions, and possessed characters may begin hunting.
The physical and mental transformation will be complete by February 26th. The possessed characters will have lost themselves completely at that point. While physical healing (done by a character with Hope's blessing or another healing ability) can turn back the physical and some mental effects, they will remain possessed until death or until Hope removes the wendigo spirit - which can only be done on the altar of Hope's temple. So have fun dragging your angry, possessed friends there!
On March 1st, Rage does Hope a solid (because she feels sort of bad) and kills all remaining wendigos. Upon revival, the spirit will be gone and the character will be fully recovered. Hopefully no one holds what they did while possessed against them!► This log covers February 14th-March 1st.
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clifford norman | 1 open 1 closed
[the feeling of 'not right' in cliff builds and builds with each passing day until cliff is nearly driven crazy by it.
(and on the network they're saying what that might be, but it's fucking stupid, they're definitely wrong, and cliff's not even totally human anyway so it obviously has nothing to do with him, this is probably just some other shitty side effect of being a... fucking shapeshifter or whatever that one guy called it)
hunger is an ever and unavoidable feeling and he wants to take a bite out of people more often than he wants to talk to any of them, which isn't actually that much of a change except for how the idea of biting people doesn't actually gross him out as much as it normally does.
eventually, he finds that he's actually more comfortable in his wolf body, so the next time he changes to make a run through the caves for that stupid map making project he just. doesn't change back after. it's nobody's fucking business anyway what he does. except for how some people might find it a little strange to just see a large (somewhat more lanky than usual, and red fur sporting a few subtle patches of white) wolf padding down the street.]
Feb 22nd - closed to Mike
[he'd always been a large wolf, but these days he's more long legged than hefty, his once red fur gone almost completely white aside from a few stubborn patches around his maw and ears. his eyes are paler now too, but that difference is a little more difficult to notice when they already start out gold.
sudden movements set his teeth on edge with the desire to bite into them, and he's so hungry he thinks he's starting to go delirious.
it's the only possible reason he could think that he'd actually be choosing to move towards more people right now, rather than running in the opposite direction. at least he's a wolf right now and people won't be expecting conversation out of him, because he's pretty sure he couldn't even if he wanted to right now.
he can't even remember the last time he took his human form, isn't sure he even remembers how. he's just so hungry...]
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Must have wandered in from the caves, he thinks to himself. He can't just leave it wandering around, though -- it's a wild animal, one that may end up hurting someone. He approaches it slowly and cautiously, pulling his gun from his coat in case things turn ugly. There's the hope in the back of his mind that he can lure it away without a confrontation, saving him bullets and the beast his life, but he's not going to get his hopes up. It's better not to do that in Hadriel, he's found.]
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it actually takes cliff a moment to drag words out, and honestly the only reason he bothers is because he remembers the monster problem in the caves and the fact that people are skittish enough about the issue that they have a fucking armory full of medieval nonsense to deal with it. and really, fuck that, okay?]
What the hell, put that shit away asshole. [he growls. yeah, growls, what else would you expect?]
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And then it talks to him, and throws him off his guard entirely. His expression goes from cautious to confused as he casts a quick survey over the area. He could have sworn the voice had come from the giant dog, but he looks for another soul -- any other soul -- and finds no one. It's just him and the hound.
His eyes narrow, the yellow glow of them dimming.]
You talk?
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truth be told if he was given a choice he'd honestly rather fight in a human form than wolf, but right now the idea of sinking his teeth into this guys is really only offset by the fact that he appears to be made of a whole lot more metal than would honestly be comfortable to bite into.
and that thought scares cliff more than the gun, really.]
Anyone ever tell you it's fucking rude to point weapons at a stranger?
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[Nick puts the gun away, not threatened by the wolf in the least. He's dealt with bigger monsters with less, though to be fair, they didn't talk. The ones that show they can be rational are far harder to deal with.
He takes a couple of steps toward the beast, both palms up now to show his good faith.]
Monsters come in from the caves on occasion, or they get brought in whenever someone new arrives. I've never met a talking dog, so you might see where I'd think you were something that just wandered in, looking for a meal.
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[cliff tells nick, genuinely offended by the insinuation and hackles raised. he steps back as the man moves forward, keeping a decent amount of space between them the whole time.
his eyes narrow and his tone goes low.] Not a fucking monster either.
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I didn't call you a monster. I did call you a dog though, so I am sorry for that.
I'm Nick Valentine. You got a name?
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he's the living embodiment of a cornered wild animal and he's kind of aware of that, which only manages to make the entire experience even more intolerable. nick has the distinct pleasure of getting to experience a wolf giving him a dubious, wary look at his question.
there's a very significant pause before he gives a grudging reply.] ... Cliff.
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Good. Now, I assume you've heard what's going on. It's not safe for just anyone to wander the streets alone these days.
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Pretty sure I'm not "just anyone".
[in case you've already forgotten about how you're talking to a giant wolf right now, nick.]
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You're not, but that doesn't make it safe, even for a wolf like yourself.
[A huge, talking wolf. This is normal.]