PLAYER PLOT: Boogeymen, Nightmares, Monsters, Oh A LOG?

[memortalized]

 

BOOGEYMEN AND NIGHTMARES ( OPTIONAL LOG )

WHAT?

For the past few weeks, there have been odd rumors circulating through the cities. Rumors of monsters, the likes of which are so terrifying that the stories remain hushed whispers. And now, starting on MARCH 11THand lasting until MARCH 17TH, those monsters are a reality. Only in Everglade and Fayren, thankfully. Horrifying monsters will be prowling these cities during that time, and they seem to target pendent bearers exclusively... Scarier yet, they reflect the personal nightmares of the people that they're stalking! Read more at [ THIS OOC POST. ]

 

This Log And Event Are OPTIONAL

You are not obligated to participate in the Log or the Event. If you want to make your own event related entries, please go ahead. You may continue to use the OOC post for event plotting and related questions.

You may use the event log to make top-levels for your characters and their specific nightmares, or choose to engage with two "Generic" monsters. The generic monsters are created by rumors circling around the city. If your character has no specific fears to prey upon, then you may instead use these monsters for fights and frights. Or use all monsters for maximum frights and fights. 

Thank you, everyone~! Let's have fun~!

 

PROMPTS.

[A] Everglade's Generic Boogeyman
Thanks to the power of rumors and gossip, two of Memo's generic Boogeymen have come to life! The monster that prowls the streets of Everglade is a large, skinny creature that resembles a stickbug, with human head(s.) The details of the human face may change depending on what characters expect, but it is always very tall and always snatching people into lonely alleyways. It only goes for pendent bearers, and once it has you in the darkness, it begins wrapping you up in web like a spider. It also wants your wallets and steals shoes.

Because this creature is created from collective gossip, it's stronger than most of the other Nightmares. It's details can be adjusted so that characters (and their muns,) fill in the gaps of that vague description. You can't be wrong!
 

[B] Fayren's Generic Boogeyman
Rumors and gossip also allowed Memo to create a second Boogeyman, this time in Fayren. The creature lurking in Fayren is a bit different, as it can only be found in the forests of Fayren. That's because it's significantly larger and hard to miss: It is a large, golden dragon that breathes fire, and sometimes uses other elements as well. Curiously, those the fire and attacks can hurt horribly, they don't cause any lasting damage. It doesn't even knock down trees. But if it catches sight of a pendent bearer, it will chase them all of the way to the city's edge. It also tries to grab them, fling them around, and make change fall out of their pockets. Weird.

 

[C] Free For All
Make-up your own nightmares! They should be created based on your characters' personal fears and experiences. Remember the Golden Rules: No killing, no massive maiming, no involving NPCs. Other than that, have fun tormenting your characters!

Questions? Concerns? Ask them over here!

 

Comments

[willing_sheath]

[In some way she would welcome just being thrown off the cliff instead of trying to speak of these things--though with the frozen state of the river that wouldn't be a terribly good idea. After all, she had spent way too much time in recent days pondering that very fact at that very spot. Sh frowns at his phrasing.]

"Abominable"... how have I given that impression...? Because I have dreams of my corpse strangling me...?

[But she knew. Her statement in the thick of it had been subtle and offhanded, but he had zeroed right in on it. That she was undeserving of this "second chance" regardless of whether or not she wanted it.]

[youfool]

Rather more than dreams now, eh? Unless you're dreaming of me, which is very flattering.

[Comic relief all day every day, though more to relieve his own frustrations. Gosh, why can't people spill their guts like their in confession? For parity's sake, he answers the time-buying questions.]


You gave that impression with words like "unnatural". I'll take that as a yes. All right then; explain your reasoning. Or feeling; whichever's appropriate.

[willing_sheath]

[She stares at him for a long, long moment. The part of her that naturally wants to protect her innermost thoughts and feelings wishing to answer something clipped and biting to chase away the line of questioning...]

[But instead she considers it, trying to discern where the thoughts and feelings really came from. She stares off beyond him, eyes unfocused>]

...

I was happy when I died. Or... satisfied at least. All I cared about right then was the fact that I prevented my husband from dying because of my actions.

...

I was alright here at first because I had no memory of my death. My memory came back when my husband arrived here... when I saw him... when I saw what had become of him... and what my presence did to him.

...

This "second chance" has caused nothing but pain for both of us. I would have preferred to remain dead with the peace I had at the end.

[youfool]

[Ted inclined his head, appearing to listen. The goku uniform made his countenance inscrutable.

He was tempted to ask what happiness or peace the dead enjoy, lacking consciousness, but that touched the head, not the heart. The latter seemed to be the deciding factor here.]

Would your husband have preferred your death as well?

[willing_sheath]

Of course not... [She said, her voice almost airy with how quickly she forced it out.] All he ever wanted was for me to be happy... But being here... it doesn't undo what happened. It doesn't undo the way that I died.

I'm caught in this... limbo. Just existing here, knowing I'll never see my family again unless they are brought here as well. Knowing any connections I make here will end the same way: with them being sent home while I remain here forgotten...

...

So no. Of course he would not prefer my death, but I don't think he would want this for me either...

[She lifts a hand to her eyes, wiping at them momentarily.]

Even while he was here... even while he was here I thought it would be better... [Her brows drew tightly] He thought I didn't see, but I did. The haunted way he would look at me sometimes... As though I was a spirit just there to haunt him... [She wipes at her eyes again before giving up. The tears were going to come whether she wanted them to or not.] Seeing that look... broke that sense of peace I had. [She laughed once, her mouth pulling into a mockery of a smile.] I saved his life at the cost of my own... but damned him to an existence carrying the guilt of killing me. Even in the end I was still selfish, pushing that same fate that I couldn't live with onto him...

[She laughs, and it is a cold, stilted sound.]

I guess maybe I do deserve this...

[youfool]

[That's quite the psychic load. Pity, he thought, they hadn't talked about this while they were both present. Doubtless some very long talks with a psychiatrist or something would help. But then, he's not one and they wouldn't have the time even if he was. This carried the urgency of something demanding resolution in the next, say, ten minutes. Fortunately, that sounds plausible if she responds to a broader view.]

...ehehe, huh. So you were satisfied with a dramatic, grand death, especially compared to life which tends to be neither. Right up until you saw that the consequences weren't so rosy as they seemed, in the moment.

Well, I can't speak to desert. Not quite high enough to dole out judgments like that. What I can say is that you seem on the cusp of learning a lesson: death, even at its most noble and sacrificial, is bitter at best.