Event log: Who What Where Wendigo

[hadrielmods]

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!

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!

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Comments

[synthedick]

[Nick sighs as the beast bares its teeth, his gun still in one hand. He holds the other one up, showing the wolf he doesn't mean harm -- not unless it comes to that.

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?

[thebigredog]

I'm gonna do a whole lot more than talk if you don't fucking put it away. [cliff promises nick, the glow of his own eyes still bright despite the paleness of them.

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?

[synthedick]

Whoa, slow down.

[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.

[thebigredog]

I'm not a fucking dog.

[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.

[synthedick]

[Nick stops, seeing the beast step back, hearing the hurt in his tone.]

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?

[thebigredog]

[cliff has such a hair trigger about the m word, honestly, and he hasn't been thinking clearly for almost a week now.

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.

[synthedick]

[Good job on diffusing the situation thus far, Nick. He acknowledges the name with a nod.]

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.

[thebigredog]

[the wolf gives nick a very flat look for his efforts and does his level best to communicate the idea of looking between nick and his own furry self and then slowly raising an eyebrow at him.]

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.]

[synthedick]

[He hasn't, since his visual sensors haven't shut down yet.]

You're not, but that doesn't make it safe, even for a wolf like yourself.

[A huge, talking wolf. This is normal.]