EVENT #11: ADVERSITY 4590683

[expiationmods]

EVENT #11: REMEMBER YOU ARE MORTAL

This event takes place in conjunction with a player plot that is open for participation! Participation in that plot is not needed to experience the world effects outlined in this log. You can find the log for the player event here!

THE STORY SO FAR (click to expand)

-Over time, characters have discovered that the world of Expiation is actually a large, elaborate simulation run by an AI that seems to be intent on helping them atone for their crimes. This news is well-known by the Chosen, enough so that any new character who wishes to handwave this knowledge is able to do so.

-In September 2024, that AI needed to be reset as a consequence of some catastrophic systems failures. So far, there has been no downside to this reset–but the AI has also been strangely absent since then.

-Things have been quiet in Aldrip since September, aside from the routine arrival of new Chosen. The locals seem less than happy with the Chosen, though, as if they have already branded them all criminals. As if they no longer trust them…

MONDAY, NOVEMBER 11

The moon looms large and full over the buildings of Aldrip this morning.

… Wait. The moon?

It’s true: Aldrip seems to have settled into an eerie perpetual twilight, lit by the full moon and little else. The ambient lighting is dim, but not dark, still light enough to see by. Which is good, because nothing else seems to be serving as a source of light. No sun, no street lamps–nothing. How odd is that?

In fact, it seems that no electronics are working during this strange week. Tablets don’t turn on, computers won’t work, even the lights inside the houses are unresponsive. STEM club’s dark web devices remain capable of some rudimentary communication, however.

The Dark Hour permeates Aldrip entirely. Well. Almost entirely–more on that in a minute. But first: monsters of all kinds will be more prominent during this time. If you would like to add new monsters to the bestiary, you can do so here! Monsters will be more aggressive and enterprising, freely roaming the streets of the city and attacking more boldly than they otherwise would.

Now, all is not lost, here. Because some Chosen-owned spaces remain immune to its effects. Notably: the Inn, the Willow Clinic, and some other player-run businesses can serve as safe houses, as well as some storehouses that were constructed long ago. The lights will still go on in these locations, though the network restrictions above still remain in effect.

For the most part, monsters and other event happenings will avoid safe houses, though if you’d like to play around with that, we see no reason why you shouldn’t. Just remember that characters and players who choose to limit their participation in the event are making use of these spaces, and be respectful of that.

As for outside of the city…who knows? A thick, impenetrable mist surrounds Aldrip, keeping all characters within the city for the duration of the event. Anyone who may have been outside of Aldrip before the event began will mysteriously find themselves inside the city as the Dark Hour takes hold. Better make your way to a safe house…and good luck out there.

MY OWN WORST ENEMY

Who is the monster and who is the man?

It seems that monsters aren’t the only obstacle roaming the city. The Chosen may find themselves facing doppelgangers, of themselves or of fellow Chosen. In terms of appearance, they may be identical to the Chosen they reflect, to the point of being difficult to tell apart. Some may have minor changes–different eye color, different clothing, things like that. But in many cases, it may be impossible to tell which is real and which is not based on looks alone.

These doubles reveal a dark reflection of the characters they look like: their deepest fears and regrets, repressed desires they refuse to admit, feelings and experiences they’ve never told anyone about…all of these things and more will come to the surface with them. These doubles desperately want to see a character’s accused crime confronted, and they will do anything to make that happen, even resorting to violence if they must. The doubles have all the original powers and abilities of their real counterparts, making them extremely difficult (but not impossible!) to fight one-on-one.

Some characters may find themselves inexplicably drawn to their doppelgangers, as if called by some force. They may feel compelled to seek them out, as if they’re unable to rest so long as their double roams free. This is an optional effect, but should you be looking for an excuse to get your character out and about–please feel free to utilize it.

Doubles can be injured and incapacitated, but not killed; the only way to eliminate them is through acceptance and recognition. Characters do not have to do this alone; in fact, having some moral support or coaching may prove useful. Confronting the double and accepting or seriously reflecting upon the crime they’re charged with will make the doppelgangers first turn docile, and then disappear, leaving the original character feeling lighter and more sure of themselves.

A MINOR TECHNICALITY

What happens to a simulation when the electronics stop working?

Good question.

Occasionally, you may see what looks like a strange, thin line, just from the corner of your vision. Early in the week, trying to look at this line straight on reveals…nothing. It seems to vanish.

As the week continues, this strange happening seems to intensify, bit by bit. By midweek, Wednesday or so, you’re able to look at this line head-on. It seems to be a small crack, little more than a hairline fracture, outlined in light. As the weekend creeps closer, this crack seems to grow, bit by bit, becoming more pronounced, the gaps between it getting larger.

By the weekend, it’s wide enough that you can see through it.

What you see is difficult to describe. You seem to be looking into a large metallic structure, so large that the end seems to curve off into the horizon. How far does this go on? There’s a ceiling overhead, so high up that you can’t make out details. Much of this structure seems to be empty within, but you see a floor at foot level, made of metal.

The gap is wide enough that you can stick your hand right through it. When you do so, you begin to feel a strange tingling, starting at the tips of your fingers and extending to the part of your arm that goes into the crack. Nothing about your hand changes, really, but when the tingling subsides, you get the strange sensation that you’ve been unable to feel anything with that hand, up til now. Something about the air against your skin feels more real, here. As if your senses were muted before…

The crack never widens more than this. It is sometimes visible to just one person, and sometimes it can be visible to a group. This crack can appear in any surface, in any location, but it always looks the same and always reveals the same structure within.

Interesting…

ENDING

In conjunction with the conclusion of the player plot, the Dark Hour comes to an end one week later, on November 18. Monsters vacate the city, the sun reappears…this happens slowly, over the course of the day. By Tuesday, the network and electronic usage is restored. By Wednesday, the crack in the world seems to be gone for good. By the weekend after the event, all doppelgangers seem to have vanished.

This is fine, we always say. And it is! Everything is back to normal!

…

Or is it…?

WILDCARD

Make your own fun! Just because it’s not in the prompts doesn’t mean it’s not possible. Have at it! Go crazy! Try not to break anything (too much)!

♡

Comments

[jaganshi]

You will try and fail. [ He says it with a calm confidence, at least, though it probably sounds boastful. In the end he will deem it not worthwhile to take on an opponent like this without at least somewhat taming what he can do, simply because he has that weird honor code that applies in odd areas. ]

It wouldn't be a worthwhile pursuit for me, though I suppose you could benefit.

[nightwild]

I'll benefit by wiping that smug look off your face.

[She cracks her knuckles, before rolling up one sleeve, to show the strange device on her left wrist...]

You wanna go, then, little man?

[jaganshi]

You will not. [ Wipe it off his face, he means, simply because that is just his face. A snarky little hedgehog who tends to spout the benefits of being inhuman more often than he probably should in a new place. Granted only Yusuke or Kurama could really control him so far as he can tell but, details -

Red eyes watch her, though the expression is rather.. bored. Like he's watching something on television rather than someone threatening him in real time. ]

I see why you and the detective get along. He simply benefits from his demonic blood.

[nightwild]

[She has to pause.]

De... tective?

[hold on. beef on hold.]

[jaganshi]

He didn't mention that part I'm guessing? [ It made some sense, he guesses. In some ways he is no longer the spirit detective that he had once been. Yusuke is more, in some ways, but still the exact same in most of them. ]

About being a former spirit detective?

[nightwild]

We're... still talking about Yusuke, right? Pompadour? Finger gun?

[jaganshi]

Yes. Urameshi. [ His eyes roll at that, even, unimpressed with the back and forth. ]</small. What the hell is your issue?

[nightwild]

He doesn't exactly seem like the detective type, you know! I thought he was like me!

[you know. stupid.]

[jaganshi]

He is. [ Stupid, that is. At least for the most part.. Hiei is very aware that Yusuke can rub more than two brain cells together at the same time if he really and truly wants to, but there is not a chance in hell he is giving him anything like a compliment here and now. ]

You are both irreparably dense.

[nightwild]

So you are picking a fight.

[and now we wrap back around to this.]

[jaganshi]

I am stating the truth. Whether you choose to make it in to a losing conflict is your own problem.

[ so basically he isn’t going to back off of his point but … well. He knows Yusuke a little too well to go complementing him at all either. ]

[nightwild]

If you underestimate me, you're in for a world of hurt.

[She pulls the magatama from her choker...]

[jaganshi]

[ Hiei sighs, feeling put out by the circle of conversation here. His eyes almost roll, on top of it all.

This is what he gets for trying to avoid this, isn’t it? And not even for his own benefit - ]

I’m tired of this small circle of conversation. Either realize I am saving you embarrassment or get it over with already.

[nightwild]

Wild Change!

[a sequence of poses later, Fauna is covered in darkness, as she is transformed into an armored form.

And with that, she flings a paper talisman at him...]

[jaganshi]

[ why is he so reminded of something ridiculous like Shishiwakamaru right now?

The fire demon sighs, put out, before he makes a step back to avoid the talisman. He doesn’t bother with anything showy like an after image, nose wrinkling like he’s smelling something bad. ]

I take it back. Yusuke is slightly more intelligent.

[nightwild]

[With Hiei's speed, he probably can tell. That talisman she threw... There was no magic in it. Rather, it just had a crude middle finger drawn on it.

She doesn't actually seem interested in hurting him. But she is a hot-head and wants to embarrass him a bit.]

You're probably right, but that doesn't mean I want to hear it from a midget with an attitude problem.

[jaganshi]

[ Hiei is used to the jibes about his height of course. He’s heard them his entire life, even more when he’d been in the company of human teenagers near constantly while assisting Yusuke.

He hears them less in the demon world because he’s made enough of a name for himself that his height is the last thing others have to worry about, but -

Well. Hiei looks at Fauna’s own height for a moment, an amused huff making it out. ]

Urameshi may be a genius by comparison. Do you forget your own height while almost looking at me eye to eye?

[nightwild]

I'm this height because of magic or something.

[She doesn't exactly know how it works, but honestly, she likes being this height. Even if she can't admit it- She likes being smaller. It makes her feel like she might be able to be cute.

Not that Hiei gets to hear any of that.]

Besides, aren't boys supposed to be taller? I'm only a little short, but you're tiny.

[She flings another talisman.

This one is again just a paper tag with "MIDGET" written on it. No magic at all except to make it sticky.]