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moustre ([personal profile] moustre) wrote in [community profile] middaeg2019-10-12 01:50 pm

☆ Event: Fright Night

Event Log: October, Fright Night

I. The Mist

    It starts in the middle of the night. As the bells chime for 3 am, a slow fog creeps across the city from all four cardinal directions, swirling low to the ground, shining purplish in the light of the twin moons. It goes without notice for a while, an oddity, easily brushed off as too much rain and the changing temperatures turning it to mist over the cobblestones. The first ones to get caught up in it are the night workers, the drunks leaving the bars, the sailors returning to their ships, anyone out on the streets when it begins. In most cases, the effects are not instantaneous - it takes a little time to sink in before…

      a. The Transformations
        Even if you don’t find yourself out on the streets in the middle of the night, the mist creeps its way into buildings through cracks and openings, until exposure is almost guaranteed for everyone in Aefenglom, and even some just outside the Bright Wall in the Outer City. Though a lucky few, Mirrorbound and citizens alike, will find themselves wholly unaffected by the substance and will retain their physical forms and their own right minds, many more find themselves bent to its whims, changing in ways that could never have been predicted. There is little rhyme or reason to what changes occur or how - some simply wake with new parts, uncomfortable, while others run from their homes, panicking as wings tear painfully out of their backs or claws burst forth from their hands.

        The mist does not discriminate. Humans and Witches find themselves gaining the parts of Monsters, or even creatures that live outside the Wall. Monsters gain parts that don’t match up to their species - Arachne with wings or gills, Turnskin with antlers and Merrow tails, Puca with the teeth and claws of predators or the horns of unicorns or the scales of lizards, such strange sights become more and more common as morning approaches slowly. Mirrorbound may find that they can even gain the features and mannerisms of creatures from their home worlds. It all seems to happen wholly at random. These parts may not even last; plenty of citizens lose their new additions after just hours, only to gain new ones in the meanwhile.

        In the dark, wee hours of the morning, the city erupts into chaos.

      b. Widespread Chaos
        There’s no chance of peace tonight.

        Some may be lucky enough to escape the mists or its effects somehow, but the vast majority of the city hasn’t -- and it’s telling, from the sounds of people in the streets, that no one’s particularly happy about the turn of events. Many are in pain, many are blind with panic and upset. How could this happen? What’s going on? Many of the shouts attribute blame to the Coven allowing the practice of at-times experimental magics, while others turn it into anti-Monster sentiment, claiming the Monster population wants them all to suffer the way they do. Other tinfoil-hat-ists spread their conspiracy theories loudly, laying the blame squarely on Dorchacht - retribution for the Monsters the Mirrorbound stole from their city. This is an attack, they shout! The actual truth remains to be seen, however.

        There are plenty who don’t care about the truth and pay little attention to the rumors. They’re opportunists at heart, and a city in chaos is good for lining pockets. Some less-affected and less-moral citizens take to the streets of the Shopping and Aristocratic districts, throwing rocks through windows, banging down doors, looting shops and the houses of the wealthy of whatever valuables they can carry with them. Even a gang of kids from one of the orphanages in the Harbor District, sporting their own mismatched new features, can be spotted roaming the city, looting stores and homes, stealing from people incapacitated in the streets. They can’t pass up an opportunity when they have so little to begin with.

      c. State of Emergency
        Parliament, in contact with the Coven, is quick to declare a state of emergency in Aefenglom. A magical announcement rings out all through the city, loud and impossible to miss. Those who can keep it together are called upon to help find some sort of order before things devolve too badly and more damage is done than can be fixed. People will get hurt if things continue like this, they could even be looking at casualties.

        Those who have learned healing magic are asked to report to makeshift first aid stations scattered around the city to help those dealing with more violent, bloody transformations. Anyone with prior law enforcement experience are tasked with helping contain and stop the looting and the muggings. More still are called to try and figure out some way to get rid of the mist, or reverse its effects. None of the assignments are mandatory, plenty are unable to assist as they deal with their own afflictions, but any help is greatly appreciated.
II. Damage Control

    The chaos of the first night dies down somewhat by noon the next day. The air of forgiveness and cleaning up for the new year that was present at the beginning of the month is gone as the violet mist still spreads, wreaking havoc with the citizens of Aefenglom. Human citizens take it worse than the Monster half of the city, but one of the side-effects hits the Monster community harder. It quickly becomes apparent that the effects of this never-before-seen magic are not only physical. Fights break out over anything from minor slights to things worth fighting about, blossoming from a few thrown punches to all-out brawls that spill into the streets. Anger and agitation increase in most affected citizens, and you can cut the tension in the air with a knife. Relief efforts have to be redirected.

    Some can keep it together just enough to go about their daily lives as best they can with their new ‘additions’, but others rapidly start to lose their minds in ferality, even those with strong Witch-Monster Bonds. Miss Nessie is quick to whip the Coven into action to help preserve the peace as much as possible. There isn’t enough room to contain so many feral citizens, but they try to make do. All available Mirrorbound, Witch and Monster, who are able and want to help contain the people of Aefenglom or each other are taught a simple knock-out spell, or given slips of paper enchanted with the same, to literally knock some sense into the ferals. It won’t hurt them in the long term, but it will give them a time-out and help pull their minds out of their pits of animal instinct. Plenty of citizens will be thankful for this.

    That doesn’t mean everyone is happy to see the Mirrorbound around town. They may notice that they get more scowls while they’re out and about, more whispers and dirty looks. They come from humans the most, but especially the wealthier people of the city, dealing with their own share of terrible transformations, who mutter under their breaths words like, “Knew they would bring trouble with them. Knew it right from the start.” Known Mirrorbound may find themselves being kicked out of higher class shops in the Shopping District, or even spit on in the streets. Poorer citizens, especially Monsters, see things differently, however: they’ve seen the refugees from Dorchacht, they know what was done for some of their kind. They’ll admit that the Mirrorbound have brought trouble with them, but a little trouble isn’t always a bad thing - sometimes you’ve got to shake things up and disturb the status quo. Though they’re dealing with bizarre changes and an increased risk of going feral, they have faith that the Mirrorbound will help solve this problem.

    Of course, this difference in opinion just means both sides argue louder and fight harder.

III. The Refugees

    For those who’d found themselves rehomed, mostly Monsters and what few Witches came with, this is not what they had expected from a “full moon”.

    They’d been warned that certain urges would be stronger, that magic could wax and wane like the moons themselves, but this? This rampant disorder, the odd turning present in so many citizens and Mirrorbound alike, the Coven and Parliament’s bid on attempting some sort of damage control--? Is this what they left Dorchacht for, from one far too controlling city to one that didn’t seem to have any control at all?

    They aren’t in chains, at least. They can choose their Bonds if they’d like one. But it’s put them on edge enough that some linger by the docks, both wanting to leave to someplace “safe” in their eyes and wishing to stay. The latter wins out in most cases, seeking to help the Mirrorbound as they were helped themselves, though they may be suffering from the mists themselves... oddly, they seem to be more aware of themselves in a way that the natives are not, likely learned behavior leftover from Dorchacht to keep themselves in check; the compulsion spell had only helped compulsion, after all, there’d been a genuine want to remain secure and safe in their minds even with the situation as it was.

    Unfortunately, there’s plenty of locals who see the refugees as part of the problem -- before the Mirrorbound, before Dorchacht, Aefenglom had been fine, and in continuing these thoughts, they’re not... the friendliest to outsiders. Some are more likely to retaliate violently with new-found additions to their physiology and skillset when the refugees attempt to help, with whispers, conspiracy theories, and nasty rumors all the while spreading at a rapid pace.

    As bad as Dorchacht had been, maybe they had a point about the strange, suggestive magic used across the city. Maybe it’s something Aefenglom should look into too, during the fuller moons, should this be the beginning of something worse as the new year rises at the end of the month. But hopefully -- and this is the hope of all -- it simply remains a one-off, freak happening at the end of the year, and they pray the new one fares better.

IV. The Aftermath

    Thanks to quite a bit of Mirrorbound assistance, the city is still largely in one piece by the end of the day after the full moons. The mist, an unstable alchemical compound, eventually breaks down into nothing after a day or so, and the effects all fade or reverse, leaving everyone in their normal bodies and feeling clear-headed as the moons start to wane again. There are issues of property damage, stolen goods, and political discord to deal with, but the hardest to handle is perhaps the guilt of those who went feral and attacked their friends and loved ones. Samuin preparations continue with an unusual gloom hung over the city as clean-up and reparations commence. While before, though, humans and Monsters could often be found on the bridge over the River Temese, making amends with one another, the activity almost entirely ceases, leaving the bridge empty most days from now until Samuin.



    Welcome to October's event log! This event takes place ICly on the 12th, 13th, and 14th. The Questions thread can be found HERE! Please help us and other players out by putting the subject(s) of your questions in your header! Investigation briefs will be going out soon on the OOC Sign Ups thread to the teams who were chosen by RNG, so keep an eye out for that. And as always, while we do encourage you to use this log, you can feel free to thread things out on your own log or elsewhere.

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[personal profile] loadme 2019-10-16 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
[The familiarity of her voice made her freeze in place. It was such a bittersweet feeling. On the one hand, being with Justine always brought her calm and warmth. On the other, being seen when she looked the way she did...]

I just wanted to get away for a while.

[Monika slowly turned around. Though she faced her, there was no eye-contact being made.]

They all have so much to say about me and it's a bit much, you know?

I'm pretty hard to miss.
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[personal profile] prayerwheel 2019-10-16 04:24 am (UTC)(link)
I'm fine.

[ and also a bunny

Azura's eyes are a little glazed over, but she's smiling fondly and doesn't seem to have any injuries at all

And then

And then she sees the cat ears

As has been proven back home, this one is weak to furry ears and tails and will fall asleep cuddling one if given the chance. Being that she's also in rabbit brain mode she's not even going to ask and just reach up to touch one of Corrin's kitty ears.

Oh. Soft. Don't mind her as she gently pets it. ]


I'm just glad you're in one piece...ah...how cute...
fiddlestick: (elliot230)

1/3

[personal profile] fiddlestick 2019-10-16 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
[So. Forward. Elliot's taken aback]

A-A DAT-?!

[CROW THIS IS NOT HELPING]
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[personal profile] overworker 2019-10-16 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
...heehee, I figured you wouldn't. But... along those lines... well...

[Fifteen, twenty minutes ago, this would have seemed like crazy talk. However-- this is important to Elliot which means it's important to her. She wants to find a way to make this work.]

...I could use transmutation... to achieve a similar but... more "natural" effect...
scatmaam: (I've heard all your sad songs I can hear)

[personal profile] scatmaam 2019-10-16 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ Lancer held that eye contact for some time, before hers suddenly narrowed. The next movement was a flash, taking Jill's hands in her own, spinning her about and pinning her against the wall beside them, still under the lamp post light, leaning in close and letting out a low growl as she leaned in to take in a full breath of Jill's feline scent...

An outlet... She needed an outlet. ]


How far... are you willing to go, for the sake of a patron?
fieryimpulse: (Oh Ho?)

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-10-16 04:29 am (UTC)(link)
[Chandra's ears twitch again. She's not angry, exactly. Just...]

...a...housecat?

[Tilting her head to the side, she studies Ursula's mannerisms, nodding to herself.

And then she does what she'd do to any nervous cat that's not skittering away from her. She reaches out, and scratches the side of her cheek, just above the neck.]
fiddlestick: (elliot175)

2/2 I lied

[personal profile] fiddlestick 2019-10-16 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Nngh, Crow is definitely messing with him isn't he. He can tell. How embarrassing--

WELL TWO CAN PLAY THIS GAME]


W-Well, sure! Okay! Let's go out!

[WHO CARES IF THE CITY IS IN CHAOS IF THERE'S A GAY STAND-OFF TO BE HAD]
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[personal profile] beariot 2019-10-16 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Well I'm no expert but... I think your fangs detract when not in use, and your tongue basically... smells? Kind of?

[ She definitely was not an expert. ]
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[personal profile] fromjapan 2019-10-16 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
[... the absurdity of that request earns L the slightest of confused glances, but... well. It carefully does as he requests, moving itself to drape its smaller frame over his slim one, careful not to catch his thin skin with its new scales.

L may or may not notice, due to its state of undress, what it noticed only seconds before... which would be the apparent lack of certain features of its body. Then again, he may also be a little too distracted figuring out what, exactly, is going on.

At any rate, it lays its head against his shoulder, careful of its horns, and turns its face to look at him the best it can.]
beariot: (while I stand here acting bold)

[personal profile] beariot 2019-10-16 04:36 am (UTC)(link)
[ Fang... had a point. And well more than enough strength to keep Chariot pinned even if she didn't have the sense to remain where she was. Even so, her worry didn't abate. It just... stewed, now, with Chariot drawing inward on herself and staring at her new, paw-padded feet... ]
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[personal profile] whattaprick 2019-10-16 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
[ Now hol'up a minute. Lambert, who'd come to a stop ready to snap at Nyskie when she pops up with so little warning beside him, is caught completely off guard by the arrival of two other faces. It's almost comical how nonplussed he looks for a second, the petal-like fur ruff that's currently peeking up in a bright pink ruff out of his shirt only seeming to puff out more in his distress. ]

What is this, a damn party? [ He asks, of no one in particular, with no apologies for the rude lack of a greeting. His ears pin back -- more agitated than he was out with Red Wine, for sure, certainly more than when he was carving turnips with Nixie -- and his gaze flicks between the three of them, golden eyes narrowed: assessing new parts, or lack thereof. ]

I'm looking for whatever asshole decided giving half the city new parts would be a good time.
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[personal profile] beariot 2019-10-16 04:38 am (UTC)(link)
[ Ursula's reaction to it, the immediate lean into the touch and nuzzle, was pretty much a greater confirmation of Chandra's assumption than anything Ursula could have verbally said. And once more, while she indulged in the instinct for a moment, her self-awareness caught up with her and she bolted upright, face red as a cherry. ]

S-sorry! Oh my god... [ She was going to be dead of embarrassment before this was through. A feral monster person killing her as prey would be mercy, at that point ]
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[personal profile] bad_crowmance 2019-10-16 04:40 am (UTC)(link)
[ On the one hand, Elliot is absolutely correct that Crow is messing with him-- lovingly, but he absolutely couldn't help but want to bully him a little bit. On the other hand, Elliot just declared gay chicken with a competitive asshole. Crow grins at Elliot. ]

Anything I should do to get ready or should I just show up when you've got a plan?
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[personal profile] sing_for_me 2019-10-16 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ On another full moon, she would have probably bided her time before making a move, but her intentions tonight were different. She didn't want anything to happen to him. ]

Then..will you stay?

[ She looks up at him with sad, but hopeful eyes. ]

What do I need to do to make you stay?
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[personal profile] betweenduskanddawn 2019-10-16 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
[Corrin was pretty sure Azura definitely wasn't fine, not when the usual clear, certain look in her eyes seemed to have been replaced with a kind of distant glaze. Definitely not fine. But before she could actually say that, Azura reached up and touched Corrin's ears.]

[Oh.]

[She made a startled little noise that was somewhere between a little gasp and a...purr? Was that a purr? No of course not, don't be ridiculous. It ended pretty quickly though, if only because Corrin clamped her mouth shut to hold the sound in. Well. Of all the cat things she'd picked up in the last couple days, she hadn't been expecting that.]


Yeah, I'm okay. Been a few close calls but...Oh that feels really nice...

[That last bit slipped out unbidden, but honestly, the longer Azura was stroking her ears, the less Corrin found herself caring about how embarrassing it was.]
fiddlestick: (elliot203)

[personal profile] fiddlestick 2019-10-16 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
....Y-Yeah, please don't do that. Transmutation's tricky enough, and the last thing we want is to risk a trip to the infirmary over...that.

[Interning at the infirmary showed him more than enough examples of spells like that backfiring

He sighs.]


There's gotta be other ways....Hands? Mouths?
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[personal profile] unyieldingmarch 2019-10-16 04:43 am (UTC)(link)
[She follows, keeping her pace the same as his, not intending to leave him a step behind her.]

You've done the same for me countless times. I'm just glad you're alright.

[This is madness.]

It's as though the town's gone mad. We'll need to barricade ourselves indoors, I think. And trust Caspar's skill to keep him safe.
doctorheartstealer: (35)

Trafalgar Law | Open

[personal profile] doctorheartstealer 2019-10-16 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
I(a): Widespread Chaos.

[Law isn't a fan of pain, and when the unnatural black bat wings had grown out of his back, he had felt so much of it that he had ended up passing out down an alley. He wakes up when someone steps on one of his ugly wings, and he wakes up, again in pain. He looks around, and notices a group of kids, that look like stuff from nightmares, going around looting as much as they can.

Getting up, he walks away from them, patting his pockets to find them empty. Of course. At least no one touched his sword. Sighing, Law walks around, taking as much as he can from the broken displays.

That's when he realizes he's hungry, like never before. And food isn't exactly what his body wants.

So he's stalking the first person he sees, trying to think of what to say or do in order to get what he needs.]


I(b): State of Emergency.

[The announcement is too loud, and Law hates it, so much. It's going to break his eardrums, and, considering what it is, it shouldn't be this bad.

He sits on the first place he finds and covers his ears, his wings curling around him as he does. He could help with the healing, what with him being a doctor, but the noises are so loud it's making him dizzy.]


III: Refugees.

[Law is looking around, his wings still a bothersome extra appendage, but he can control them a little better now. The sun is bothering him a bit, but he's ok with it, looking around, trying to figure out what to do. He's by he docks, being near water calming him down, and without looking he trips against someone, one of his wings hitting them.]

Ah... Apologies.

IV: The Aftermath.

[Losing the wings was a bit easier than getting them, and Law, walking around with his sword on his shoulder, tried to see where he could help. He doesn't really look like the type to offer help, but he does anyway. He walks over to the first person in distress he sees and nods at them.]

Are you ok?

Wildcard.

((Want anything besides what's in this post? Thread it out and I'll follow through, or let me know! either a pm here or at [plurk.com profile] danybel))
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[personal profile] quickwhip 2019-10-16 04:47 am (UTC)(link)
Well good for me, huh? So what? Do I get a cookie or something?

[ A beer might be better but than there's the whole will he even be able to drink beer anymore the more he turns into a vampire thing that he's trying to just not think about.

But there he is, pinching the bridge of his nose. ]


Look, I don't want any trouble from you. Annoying as you can be.
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[personal profile] whydogs 2019-10-16 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
[She had thought that Lancer was pretty, that much was obvious to her. And strong, too. Intimidating? Yeah, that too.

But to have all that turned and used against her...

There was a sense of fear, of course. This woman could so easily overpower and restrain her, yet there was also a sensation of wonder.

And arousal.]


I...

[She was so, so pretty, with a scent that was driving her wild.]

I'll do anything for you!
fieryimpulse: (Cocky)

Distressingly so. Probably safe to add a nsfw warning given the way it's going.

[personal profile] fieryimpulse 2019-10-16 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Chandra leans into the touch a bit, her core body temperature rising even higher than normal as Alex seems to settle. Her cheeks, just beginning to become dotted scarlet, are a clear indication that she's happy with this arrangement, too.]

You'll be safe, with me.

[Turning slightly, she presses her lips against Alex's hair (or scalp if she's gone full fish.]

and never alone.
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[personal profile] long_live_the_queen 2019-10-16 04:52 am (UTC)(link)
[The Chimera's ears twitched back when something emerged from the blankets. It looked nothing like Chariot besides a familiar bluish grey color, but that was definitely Chariot's voice coming from the cat's mouth.

A wavering noise came out of Kaede's jaws--less echoey, but more like the noise an uncertain hyena might make. It sounded oddly like a low cackle, and Kaede's ears twitched back, briefly mortified.

She pulled her arm--and the bundle of Witch--close to her chest, though her posture was more doglike than human lying on her belly like this.
]

You are.

[Yes, very astute Kaede.]

This happened to me when I was asleep. A lot of my changes do.

[Kaede shrugged her much furrier shoulders. There weren't any aches that went with the change, at least out of the usual. Her shoulders were almost always stiff. Comes with having terrible posture.]

Don't...know how to turn back.

[If she could. If she would.]
sing_for_me: (soft touch)

[personal profile] sing_for_me 2019-10-16 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[ The words have her ears perking up slowly, eyes widening just so. Her wings unhook and slowly slip off to the sides, making it easier for her to reach out to him as he comes closer. Her finger tips lightly touch the side of his face, tracing up his jaw line before burying themselves in his hair. ]

That's the first time..

[ She extends another hand, this time brushing along his lips, her eyes following her fingers, studying everywhere she touched. ]

The first time I've heard you say you want something...

[ Her voice stays soft, but in awe, as if she might change his mind and scare him off should she not be careful. This wasn't like the game they tried to play on the last full moon. It felt different from the other times they had met before. Was this what a clean slate felt like? ]

How close?

[ She asks, lifting her gaze to catch those piercing red eyes. Slow as their movements might be, Alex could still feel the tension around them, like at any moment something would burst. And yet, she wasn't afraid of that. Rather, she felt anticipation. ]
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[personal profile] fiddlestick 2019-10-16 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
[Bring it on Crow Armbrust, you're competing against an actual gay chicken now. The monster features may emboldening him some, egging on this dumb plan on, but there's still some pride in it that's Elliot's own.]

Aha...Give me ten minutes? That should be enough time to plan something.
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[personal profile] overworker 2019-10-16 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
[This is not the first time she's been asked for ideas and gone way over the top. But Elliot's probably on the right track.]

Yeah, you're right. That seems like the best solution right now.

[...]

Don't worry, my tongue hasn't undergone any changes.