Last evening, I posted the introduction post to the site-wide subplot, Tome & Grave. Although it centers around students and alumni at Winthrop, there is definitely room for everybody in the town to be involved! So what do you have to do? Firstly, make sure you’re following T&G’s page. Secondly, start thinking up a secret that would connect your character to Tome and Grave: do they have any skills the society would find useful? Or, on the flipside: threatening? I have quite a few ideas myself, so if you’re having trouble thinking of something, just let me know and we can work through it together! And definitely stay tuned for more from this worst-kept Northpoint secret...
tw: video contains flashes and quick scene changes ; para contains mention of death
For years it has been whispered about. It has been rumors, and nothing more —– the subject of endless, but covert, speculation and slander: “secret societies are just lore,” they - perhaps even you - would say, laughing at their own gossip. “Something imagined by bored undergraduates.”
Their tones are bored and blasé, but they can’t help glancing over their shoulders.
“Tome and Grave is just a story, nothing more.”
But even they know that even if Tome and Grave is just a story, it is most certainly a ghost story.
( What’s that rustling in the leaves? Was that a shadow past the window? Did you hear those whispers? )
Rumor has it, each year, fifteen of the most promising students are initiated into this club, where they are greeted by some of the most accomplished alumni in the country. Doors are opened in every direction for these lucky few - bank account are filled, graduate school and professional acceptance letters are delivered on silver platters, and the connections and possibilities are endless. These are the powerful. These are the leaders and future leaders of the world, those creative, intelligent, and ambitious enough to catch the attention of the unseen but omnipresent leader.
Rumor has it, being a part of Tome and Grave means achieving immortality. It means being bronzed and installed within museums, or outside of libraries. It means having a name worth emblazoning on skyscrapers and written in history books. It means existing forever in memory, in infamy, in legend. The work of Tome and Grave, or so the stories say, is evident the world over: in architecture, in philosophy, in medicine, in the arts, in politics. There is no untangling Tome and Grave’s history from the history of the world, in all of its madness and all of its greatness, in all of its torment and all of its triumph.
In all of its secrets.
Death, it is said, comes easily to those on the wrong side of history and its makers. It reaches the marked in locked rooms and on quiet nights, in hiding places and among crowds of friends — there is little safety in the face of such power and such ruthlessness. Devastation dances just out of the corner of their eyes, only ever the breath of a mere word, the making of a single decision, the taking of a solitary action, away. For those it touches, the collapse is all consuming.
They are left ruined and forgotten, as if they had never existed at all.
