#fallcrest:event006

[drjessicang]

“This celebration is somewhat bittersweet, isn’t it?” She asked as she looked over the crowd with a drink in her hands, “We’re welcoming the new year and also commemorating the lives we’ve lost.” She turned to the person to her right, “And considering how small this town is, I’m pretty sure most of the residents are related to those we’ve lost. Can’t quite imagine how they’re feeling today.”

[ivmwc]

Miller was not about to spend time and energy trying to talk them out of it, so she just let out a sigh and turned back to face them. “Fine, if you’re serious about helping out, grab that roll of duct tape and as big a stack of cardboard as you can. Shove on a pair of safety glasses and follow me,” she said, “We’re going to go secure as many windows on the ground level as we can.”

[cassidyxmichealis]

Cassidy stood there quietly, not knowing what to say as she watched the people gather around for the speeches. But she was half-listening to them, since she didn’t really know what the hell happened that New Years Day, and wanted to actually leave and go someplace to have fun. But all the sadness made her think about her own mother, and felt her tears prickling behind her eyes. Quickly, she wiped them away before anyone saw them, but she didn’t see the person standing next to her who might’ve seen the tears. “It’s nothing,” she said quickly, sniffling and wiping her tears away. “Just..something came to my eye.”

[atlasxrowle]

It wasn’t hard to read between the lines, and Mason had gathered enough from some of the few supernaturals in town he’d bumped shoulders with to know what had gone down in this town last year. It was crazy to think about, but also absurd that the guy at the front thought a bunch of pomp and circumstance was what everyone needed. There wasn’t a freak storm. They were standing amidst heroes, but this place would be too quick to call them monsters. 

It was infuriating, frankly, and he had an adolescent eagerness to show them all just how wrong they were. Mason tsked before looking towards the supernatural to his immediate left, “why’s it up to him what we celebrate today?”

[fallcrestrpg]

No sooner had the demon’s knees hit the soft soil of the forest floor, then the hail storm assaulting the town came to a stop. The all encompassing silence that so swiftly replaced the violent cacophony of noise from the ice as practically deafening. Well, to anyone paying the storm any mind that is...

SILENCE FALLS...

Though the storm was the key focus of many -if not all- within the town’s borders, there was a select group of players currently out in the midst of the forest whose attention was on anything but. The Scions might not have been strong enough to confidently approach the Nexus, but as in-tune with the source of their power as they were, the original demons amongst them could feel when the Nexus’ magic was even slightly disturbed by the presence of another magical creature in it’s vicinity.

And as they approached the edges and noted the two silhouettes -one standing menacingly over the second, currently hunkering on their knees in the middle of the Nexus- they could practically countdown the milliseconds until the fourth seal was broken. Erebus could practically see the moonlight glistening off the singular bead of saline that would bring them even closer to their destiny, and as content as he was that the seal was being broken at all, there was still the undeniable rage that was fueled by the knowledge that not only was he not the one directly responsible for this but, these children didn’t even seem to have an iota of an idea of what they’d just managed to do.

However, any questions or reprimands that may have been at the ready, died on the Scion’s lips as the tear that fell from the younger demon’s eyes finally hit the soil beneath him and in an instant it was greedily soaked up and into the Nexus’ forth seal. The tell-tale symbol show bright as the magic that coursed just beneath became ready to come forth. There was a loud ‘crack’ and everyone in the immediate surroundings of the Nexus were sent flying off as the magic that had been kept at bay by this last seal was released in a stream straight up into the night sky.

The Scions were the first to realize something wasn’t entirely as it should as the magic never seemed to make its way back down towards the town. If the rumors surrounding the fourth seal turned out to be true, they did not want to be found here. They were still a ways from being able to fight anything off. With one last glance at the other two, Erebus gave the signal for his group to retreat. For now...

...AND BLANKETS THE COLD

Meanwhile, at the high school’s gym, the sudden silence from outside has been noted and immediately questions start to flurry about what the prognosis is. Law enforcement are able to ascertain that the storm has in fact passed, but they announce they will be keeping everyone sheltered at the gym overnight. It’s far too late to travel in what could be some pretty dangerous aftermath to the hail and they want to be sure that the storm is well and truly over before releasing everyone to their own devices.

The supernaturals that made it to the gym among the other residents have all remained relatively quiet. While their mundane peers are asking after the storm that has ended, they can all sense there’s a much greater storm on the horizon. The shift in magic tonight was noticeable and in their relatively new experience there is only thing that can cause such a shift: another seal has been broken.

OOC:

This marks the end to our Whiteout Memorial Event, in its entirety. Folks are more than welcome to continue any event threads and see them to conclusion, as well as picking up any threads that may have been placed on hold prior to the event. Event threads can also be morphed into post-event threads, so long as everyone remembers to talk things out with their thread partners of course!

[fallcrestrpg]

The sun had begun its descent on the Fallcrest horizon, but though the morning had been one of mournful contemplation for what was lost, the night held the promise of a new beginning.

Between Onlookers...

As town’s folk began to revel in the nearing New Year, not far from the treelike surrounding the far edge of the park, so too were the Scions basking in the opportunity that a new year brought. Thought to have been killed on the very night their attack had brought the town to its very knees one year ago, leaders Erabus and Azrael were merely biding their time -as well recouping their strength. Their fights with their respective offspring had taken its toll on the ancient demons, and even now they were relegated to mere spectator status lest they risk permanently missing out on ever opening the Nexus.

Granted, just because they weren’t yet strong enough to make another move on the Nexus, didn’t mean that they had to just be idle while the supernaturals in town seemed to forget -if only for the moment- why exactly they were all gathered in the park to begin with. And with that, the collective group of Scions bound their powers together to ensure the town of Fallcrest had a New Year’s Eve they wouldn’t soon forget...

...And Revelers...

As the skies began to darken overhead, no one bothered to pay it any mind. It’s a winter evening in the Northeast, after all. They were used to saying hello to darkness, their old friend, at four p.m. The same could be said for the dropping temperature, and even the increased winds...

Not a single person thought anything of it all - well...except for those with demon blood coursing through their veins. Some felt the tell-tale tingling of something being off, while others much more versed in their skills could practically taste their brand of magic in the air. One of them was even able to trace the feeling back to her own father-

Evan Grey was never one to really take part in the town affairs, but she seemed to be developing quite a knack for picking the right ones. Taking off from her spot near a vendor her intention was to warn the Sheriff, but just as she reached the other woman -before a word could be said - something heavy fell from the sky and plunked itself directly into Sheriff Avesta’s cup. Fishing the object out, brown-eyes grow wide as they go from the out of breath librarian to the golf-sized piece of hail in her bare hand.

...ALL HAIL BREAKS LOOSE

The speed with which the weather changes is enough to clue in the Council of Elders along with some of the most experienced supernaturals that this isn’t just Mother Nature playing a cruel joke in the name of irony. Everything quickly descends into chaos as the pieces of ice come down faster and bigger, some easily taking out some the of the smaller stalls set up for what was meant to be a night of rejoice.

Instead, a vast majority of the town’s residents find themselves in the all-too familiar position of having to hastily be herded into the high school’s gymnasium for their own protection, and even the most skeptical of the mundanes begins to wonder if perhaps their little town isn’t just cursed...

OOC:

The leaders of the Scions have not perished but been merely biding their time and recouping their strength. They are not quite ready to take on the remaining seals of the Nexus themselves just yet, but they want to ensure that the nuisances in Fallcrest are more than aware that they’re back. They’ve combined their power with that of every other Scion member and unleashed a reckoning on the vulnerable town’s folk in the form of a massive freak hail storm...can’t say their sense of humor isn’t a little twisted.

Players will have the option of having their characters follow into the high-school gym or wind up elsewhere in the chaos. You may continue your existing threads, morph them into the plot drop, or even post new starters if you wish. Starters and related inspiration posts will still be tagged fallcrest:event006.

This will extend the current event until SUNDAY, JANUARY 13, 2019 at 12:00 MIDNIGHT EST. As always, please speak with your thread partners as a courtesy before making any decisions, and sue to the nature of the event please be sure to run any plot-related ideas by the admins prior! 

[fallcrestrpg]

                        New Year’s Eve Whiteout Memorial

New Year’s Eve around has taken on a completely different feel for the small town of Fallcrest, Pennsylvania.

Mayor Adams has just concluded the service itself with some words of encouragement for the residents, and a swift nod to the local businesses providing refreshments. It’s not explicitly addressed as such, but it’s clearly meant to be a dismissal of those gathered around the Alder Circle in the park, bordering the edge of the woods.

The last thing he’d want is a group of people within earshot of each other spreading some of the things he’d caught wind of himself...

Regardless, being that it was still New Year’s Eve it didn’t take far too much prodding for people to opt for indulging in the light fare of festivities.

OOC:

The event has now officially begun! It will conclude on JANUARY 6, 2019 at 12:00 MIDNIGHT EST.  All non-event related threads can either be morphed into event related threads, at players’ discretion, or we ask that they be placed on hold until the event has concluded. Players are more than welcome to reach out and plot with each other prior to being active on the dash, and be sure to tag all related starters or inspiration posts with fallcrest:event006

OH! And lest we forget, do remember that in Fallcrest, things can always take a turn even when least expected...

[fallcrestrpg]

                         New Year’s Eve Whiteout Memorial

New Year’s Eve around has taken on a completely different feel for the small town of Fallcrest, Pennsylvania.

Where once people could be seen rejoicing and readying to count down and ring in the new year with cheer, now all the residents can do is recall the losses they suffered only one year prior and mourn the fact that some folks just won’t be around to count down with.

While the mundanes of the town have already worked with the Mayor’s Office in order to establish a town ceremony commemorating the losses and destruction brought upon by a freak snowstorm, the Council of Elders has done the same in order to allow the town’s supernatural community to participate and commemorate their fallen in the midst of what was one of the bloodiest battles the town has seen in modern times.

The difference: the mundanes will get to mourn their lost out in the open, while the supernaturals will be forced to either mourn a lie or grieve in silence for the mundanes must never know of the true nature behind the happenings one year ago. Such are the details of just about every arrangement made between the supes and the mundanes in town.

As the date of the ceremony approaches, rumblings of how ‘it didn’t used to be like this’ and ‘we shouldn’t be the ones to hide in our own town’ have been picking up speed, volume, and most alarmingly, voices. With the mass gathering just around the corner now, many are more interested to see what comes of it than anything else and some are preoccupied with making sure things don’t escalate.

OOC:

Fallcrest’s Mayoral office has greenlit a memorial service commemorating the one year anniversary of the whiteout snow storm that affected the town last New Year’s Eve. Though there is truth in their claim that it’s meant to honor the losses of that day, it is not necessarily true that the losses were due to a freak snow storm. Though there are stirrings among the supernatural community about having to lie for the sake of the mundanes, nothing brash has occurred...yet.

The memorial will have included a speech by Mayor Adams, as well as words from the local first responders. Local business will have provided refreshments, and town’s folk will have been encouraged to stick around and make a day of it out in the park among their lovely neighbors.

This event will run from DECEMBER 31, 2018 at 1:00PM EST to JANUARY 6, 2019 at 12:00 MIDNIGHT EST. Players are encouraged to have their characters in or around the park during this time, though it is not mandatory to have them have participated in the memorial (depending on what would be in-character for your muse of course XD). Activity will begin immediately following the actual service, and be sure to tag all related starters or inspiration posts with fallcrest:event006