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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] 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!


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.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► Please report any character deaths right here!
bring_the_beatdown: (Man down)

[personal profile] bring_the_beatdown 2016-04-24 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
The gun was a threat, but the wendigo saw it too late. He'd been aiming to swipe a clawed hand across Nick's chest, hoping to shred him apart. The strange metal man wasn't bleeding and didn't smell edible but he wanted it dead anyway. Dead so that he could move on and eat something else uninterrupted.

With a crack the bullet found it's mark, spiraling right through the creatures' head. He followed through with his swipe, raising his hand to make another and letting out an unearthly screech.

There were a few seconds where the body didn't realize it was dead and the Wendigo took a few steps with legs that were no longer connected to a nervous system; screamed with a voice through lungs that no longer expanded.

And then he dropped. Laying on the ground and twitching a few times before going still.
synthedick: (♣ lost soul)

[personal profile] synthedick 2016-04-26 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Nick stood there with his pistol still up, watching the wendigo hit the ground, twitching as the last bits of life ebbed from his muscles. He'd shot in self-defense, but it didn't feel right. This hadn't been a raider, or a criminal, or hell, even a monster. This was someone who'd been cursed by the gods, another person.

Or he had been a person, which was more than Nick could even say for himself. He sighed, and once he was sure the wendigo wasn't getting back on his feet, knelt by the corpse, eyeing the dog tags hanging from his emaciated neck.

"... Shit." That didn't encompass all that he felt at that moment, but it was a start.

There was only one thing left for him to do: take the body to the temple and see if Hope really could do something, anything. Maybe the so-called "god" wasn't as powerless as the rest of them.