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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!

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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Now that the water sounds about ready, he takes a couple trips to scoop up the meat she's cut and throw it in the pot. He glances at it every so often as they talk, keeping an eye on everything. They don't have anything in here that he can recognize as a clock just yet, so this'll have to do.

"So, what, they just wave their hands and suddenly stuff like that happens? There's gotta be some trick to it."

One of the thing he learned spending so many years in the casino: anything that seems impossible likely has thousands of little gears working behind the scenes.

Rey takes a step back so Firo can grab the meat in front of her, and watches as he does his thing.

"It'd be quite an impressive trick to dig dozens of graves and somehow manage to get people in them without noticing in one night."

She shrugs a shoulder. She isn't trying to validate the otherworldliness of these supposed gods, but she has to admit they're pretty good at what they do.

He stirs the pot absently. She brings up some good questions.

"Could have people workin' under 'em. Maybe they sent of all of 'em out at night to dig the graves and grab people. If they're real professionals, a lotta people probably wouldn't notice."

Firo isn't when it comes to this thing, but he knows that there are fixers out there who are very good at what they do. Having to work with live people would be a difficult caveat but not impossible.

And Firo brings up some good suggestions.

Being someone who isn't yet ready to accept these peoples' status of godhood at the moment, she's more inclined to agree.

"Perhaps. They'd have to be good enough to have abducted people unawares, too. There's no way of knowing whether people were drugged or not. Either way, if they've people working for them, they haven't shown up yet."

This city does look like it was once inhabited, but insofar there has been no sign of the former inhabitants.

That is a pretty glaring question, now that she mentions it. Firo hasn't been all over the city, but all the people he's seen have been in the same boat as them. If anyone's working for the big bosses here, they're either not forthcoming about it or otherwise hidden.

He snaps his fingers. "What about the caves? I think that's what some rumrunners do--their guys stake out the place in caves or rocks on the beach until the boat shows up. That way the coast guard doesn't spot 'em too easy."

"That could work if there were a viable place in the caves for them to squat. As it is, have been out there personally. The place is full of monsters and, if there is some sort of other civilization or encampment out there, we just haven't found it yet."

Not to mention it would be a terrible place to be holing up.

Rey isn't completely discrediting Firo's theory, of course. She's just putting that fact out there.

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Full of monsters. Of course.

He scratches his head, looking at her with even more interest. "Huh. You go through the whole thing?"

He's curious about the caves, having hoped that they'd offer a way out. Or at least more answers. But given how everybody's still here... he knows that's a very slim chance.

"Hardly. Looks like there's too much ground for one person to cover." Rey leans an elbow over the counter as she looks to Firo in earnest. "Heard that, no matter how far or how long you're in there, the caves always loop back to this city."

A nuisance, really.

"I guess that could happen..." Like a cave that's one long U shape going back to where it starts. Damned inconvenient, though.

"How sure are people? Have they actually marked the way they went? Maybe they just got turned around. People get lost in the alleys back home--I bet it's not so different in a cave."

Probably even worse. But that thought isn't enough to dissuade him from considering that he check it out himself.

Her eyes lift towards the ceiling in thought. "If anyone's tried that, they haven't shared it with the rest of us. Just know enough that it's dangerous to go it on your own out there." Then her gaze drops back to Firo. "And alleyways are much different from caves. Especially the ones here."

Because, you know... monsters.

If anything, her warning only makes him more convinced that he has to go. A little thing like danger can't scare him away.

He stares back at her, wondering if she's making a joke or if she's just being pedantic. "I know that. But it's the basic idea."

He throws the canned vegetables into the pot, then grins back at her. "If the caves are that dangerous here, then they're even more like the alleys back home."

It takes her a moment, but she finally gets where he's getting at. There may not be monsters found in alleyways, but there are certainly 'monsters' of some sort.

"Well, you're going to want to be prepped differently in the caves than you would in an alley. Have fought things from bears to giant sixty-foot snakes out there--" she nods at the pot. "--one in which would be what you're about to eat right now."

Both of the aforementioned beasts are extinct by now, thanks to Hope's call to arms.

That helps explain why there's so much meat. Firo doesn't even think he can fully picture a sixty-foot snake, but the picture he has in his mind is pretty impressive. Enough to feed a family for weeks.

"What'd you bring in with you?"

He hasn't seen too many guns around here, which is what he imagines most people would look to bring in. Proud knife-wielder that he is, he's pretty sure he could work with just the blade even against a snake.

After all, it's not like it'd kill him.

It was certainly enough to split between her and the other guy who helped her with the kills. And more, if her rounds has been any indicator.

Then she blinks at him. "To the caves, you mean?" She brings her hand over the back of her head, scratching. "Nothing much, really. Just the armor that came along through the Door as well. Didn't exactly have any weapons handy."

Simply because she doesn't need any weapons.

"Would be nice if they had rifles supplied here."

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He nods, considering that.

"Well, I'm not gonna bring armor in..." He shrugs. He's speedy, so he'll be fine, right? He suddenly remembers why he asked--her words just a moment ago--and scowls at her. "Hey, just how weak do you think I am if you're tellin' me to go in all prepared when you just had that?"

Maybe armor of some sort was all she meant when she said that someone going into the caves should prep. But Firo's more inclined to assume it was an insult.

While Firo definitely doesn't look like the armor-wearing type, Rey isn't about to make assumptions about people she's just met.

That's when he seems to make the evident assumption that she was undermining him a moment ago, and she just stares. How in the hell did he get to that conclusion--?

Oh.

"You're mistaken, was not calling you weak. Am just not something that needs weapons like people--" She shakes her head as she tries to avoid yet another misconception. "--like many people do. Though they can be helpful at times."

It seemed better than using any of the weapons from Rage's arsenal, since she doesn't have any formal training in any of those things.

Firo considers her a moment longer, searching for any veiled insult. When even he can't find (read: concoct) one, he nods, accepting her explanation.

Maybe he jumps the gun sometimes. But it's better than letting someone get away with a derogatory remark.

"How come?" It's then that he notices that she said something rather than someone. The heck does that mean? Could she be referring to her profession rather than herself personally?

His mind flashes back to Victor and his claims that all FBI agents have almost superhuman agility. He'd probably insist that he could take a sixty-foot snake without weapons. Firo doesn't notice himself start to scowl.

That scowl may be unnoticed by Firo, but Rey certainly takes note of it and wonders if it's something she's said, rather than a thought he's having about some asshole FBI guy. What does she have to say to convince him that she's not trying to remark against his competency?

And that's when a stupid thought occurs to her.

"Because of this."

Rather than explaining it, she lifts her hand up. Enough distance is put between them and the surroundings that it should be safe. Then her hand goes up in flames.

It's a small fire, crackling from her fingertips to the palm of her hand. Hopefully it should get the message across as to why she feels prepared enough to enter the caves, despite not being armed to the teeth.

Firo first just stares with wide eyes, then he breaks into a grin. "That's amazing! How'd you do that?"

He leans in a little closer, though he's careful not to go so close that his eyebrows get singed off.

"Randy could do a trick like this, but he just had a glove covered in gasoline..." But there's no glove that he can see here, so how? He looks up at Rey expectantly, excitedly.

If it was any reaction Rey was expecting, Firo's certainly wasn't it. Instead of fear, there's curiosity. Rather than jumping away, he moves towards the fire. A foolish move, some would think, but she is a little too nonplussed to really comment on it.

"Am made up of both synthetic and organic tissue. Not only is this body fireproof, it can also generate heat. No gloves necessary, though the armor that came through the door can be helpful."

After a moment, she just curls her fingers into a fist and snuffs out the fire right then and there. Briefly, red veins can be seen pulsating under the slightly glowing skin where the flames had once been.

"Yeah, uh... Thanks, but I don't understand any of that." He says it cheerfully enough; his ignorance and stupidity are something he's long accepted. Besides, it doesn't really matter what she means--the flames are cool and that's that.

He sniffs for the smell of any lingering gasoline or alcohol she might have used for the trick, but... as near as he can tell, it is no trick.

He leans back. "So you can do that any time you want? I guess it makes sense why you didn't bring anything, then."

Perhaps he's a tad embarrassed as he rubs the back of his neck and then turns to check on the soup. But he's not exactly ponying up an apology for his overreaction.

It was hit or miss whether Firo would get what Rey was talking about, really. She doesn't know much about him to figure out how she should treat him, and even now she still isn't so certain.

She just shrugs and leaves it alone. After all, she is no teacher and doubts that she could say or do anything to make things any easier for Firo to grasp.

Rey nods, and while she could demonstrate this again just to show off, that really isn't her style. Besides, it sounds like he already believes her well enough.

"Yes, and the armor amplifies this ability. It's... ironically easier than trying to utilize any of the weapons here. Even if it does require getting a little more up close and personal."

He furrows his brow. "Is that always a great idea? If somebody's got the right weapon, they could still hurt you pretty bad."

If someone's trying to whack her with a stick, yes, she could just burn it up. But there are some that might be more tenacious.

"What's wrong with the weapons here? Even if there's no guns, the knives'll always work fine."

"It's worked out just fine so far."

Granted, he does have a point. Someone could easily come at her with a long-ranged weapon and best her. But she wasn't thinking so much about combat with a peer as she has with the monsters in the caves.

She throws up a hand. "There's nothing wrong with the weapons. Have plenty of experience with knives, so using those is no problem. Others just aren't as helpful if they only end up getting destroyed by the fire."

That's an explanation Firo's used himself plenty of times, so he acknowledges it with a shrug.

"It does seem weird, huh? The weapons they picked to put out here, I mean. Not even a pistol--I know a lotta guys back home who'd be upset about it." And she'd mentioned rifles, too. "Makes me wonder where they get 'em from."

He stirs the soup once more and eyes her. Is she wondering what he wonders? That this may be yet another clue that these 'gods' are limited and hardly as powerful as they may pretend?

On the other hand, it could simply be a way to keep their captives from getting too dangerous. But then you'd think they'd off the fire-lady.

Apologies for that random tense switch in the previous tag!

iiiii totally did not notice! hahahaha...

...pretend I said nothing

/zips mouth shut

/thumbs up

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That was perfect. Now I'm stuck reading this tag in James's voice

if james were here: "this cave is full of monsters! how can you just stand there and make soup?!"

He's the hero Hadriel needs

my kingdom for a silent hill cast here...

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