lifeaftr | August Aftermath: Make Me Okay

AUGUST AFTERMATH: MAKE ME OKAY

Who: Everyone!
What: After the harrowing events of mid-month, it's time to process what you've been through
When: August 24th and onward
Where: Ensō and/or Nastrandir
Warnings: Discussions of violence, injury, forcibly altered mindsets via magical influence, and character deaths. Other than that, tag as you go!

Nastrandir: Can I Fight When I Don't Know How
The morning of August 24th, the day after a Storytelling that was notably later than usual, you will wake to the restoration of your average selves, barring any extenuating circumstances due to recent deaths. The dead will rise again on Ensō, at the Storyteller's Temple, while everyone else will simply wake where they last laid themselves to rest. There's nothing left to do but, perhaps, try to come to terms with all that's just happened.

You've probably witnessed some terrible things, over the past few days. There's a very good chance that you were the one doing the terrible things. Whether you were responsible for the slaughter of a fellow adventurer, watched the fray from the distance, or suffered the spontaneous combustion that seized everyone who hadn't managed to shake away their false memories in time, it's at least all over now. Or...mostly.

Any stray sirens that haven't been smashed by the event's end are still shrilling away, though their dangerous effects seem to have been rendered inert without the aid of the broken merotome spilling its memories into everyone else's heads. Likewise, a handful of automatons still wander the island of Nastrandir. Those that have not succumbed to mud and rust and irreparable damage are still capable of firing upon hostiles. Anyone who may have fought by their side before will discover that they're now far less friendly, and will treat former members of the Red Team just the same as they would with any other intruder: with deadly fire.

So you can pick yourselves up off the ground and clean up what remains, or you can say to yourselves: Fuck That, and instead head back to Ensō. Or you could elect to keep exploring Nastrandir, if you're truly a glutton for punishment.

Ensō: Am I Bleeding From the Neck Down
On Ensō and its accompanying islets, it's begun to rain.

It's not a genuine downpour, but more of a gentle, melancholy drizzle. The rain is cool and likely refreshing, particularly if one is just coming away from the humidity of Nastrandir.

Potentially as a form of apology, anyone who goes digging through their belongings will discover that one of the following has ended up in their packs:

[ ♆ ] If you were a member of the Red Team, you will discover that you now own a rather awkwardly-shaped object, about three feet in length. A set of written instructions will inform you that this is known as a redsword, and that, upon placed upon any wet area or body of water, will drain and dry it out over the course of five minutes. This item is single-use, and only works for a ten-foot radius.

[ ♆ ] If you were a member of the Blue Team, you will discover that you now own some very fetching footwear. A set of written instructions will inform you that these are called skip-skops, and can be used to walk on water or wet land without sinking or getting wet. Standard limitations when crossing between islands or attempting to go beyond LifeAftr's limits will still apply. This item is single-use, and will dissolve after one hour total.

[ ♆ ] If you were Neutral, you will discover that you now own, er, this. A set of written instructions will inform you that this object is called a furball, and that it works as a sort of miniature, diminished version of the sirens you spent all that time destroying on Nastrandir. Once planted, it will rapidly grow into a tall, screaming tree full of lorby-like creatures that automatically causes all natural animals in the vicinity to become aggressive for one hour, maximum. This item is single-use.

It's not much, but it might make some of the hell that you suffered through over the past few days worth it! Almost, anyway. In the meantime...relax, lick your wounds, and try and forgive yourselves for what's happened.

Please remember to let us know if your character perished in this event! Remember also that death penalties will be reduced following this event; characters will only need to contend with them for a week, and participation in Non-Compulsory AC will not be necessary in removing them.

If you're interested, the following links may prove handy:

[ ♆ ] OOC Event Info and Plotting Post
[ ♆ ] Nastrandir's Intro
[ ♆ ] Nastrandir's Locations Page
[ ♆ ] Search Requests Page
[ ♆ ] Deaths Page

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24th

[Zidane tried to keep his positive manner even in dire situations. Someone had to, when others had broken down. It meant he could help push them or do stuff for them when they couldn't. And it meant things could get done. And he still kept himself together mostly even after all the horrors that had been happening the last few days.

However, there was one aspect of the chaos that happened that the thief could not shake off. The fact that those sirens on that island had warped people's minds so quickly, no matter who they were. Even to the point where friends tried to kill each other. While Zidane was relieved that he did not get the worst effects, the sirens had enough power that they managed to alter him enough to behave in a way that he normally wouldn't have. And that really frightened him.

There was the temptation to go off somewhere and distract himself to avoid facing his problems like he had in the past. Play cards at the Denny or whatever. Go and hunt monsters. Until the problems bothered him less, and yet over the course of his journey with Vivi, Dagger and the others, Zidane realised that would just be running away. No, he has to face things, even though it'll be hard. First, there were a few people he had to apologise to. And he had to check on others. See how everyone was. And....well, which of his friends were still alive.

So, if you've had at least a couple of positive interactions with Zidane, you might find Zidane knocking at your door to check up on you. Or you might find him entering the Denny to see if you are there if you tend to hang out there. Or, whether or not you do know him, might standing outside the Storyteller's temple, glancing at the entrance hesitantly and looking noticeably unsure and anxious.

Who did not survive the island? Were they one of his friends? And if one of his friends died........will they come back?]

25th

[As much as he'd like to avoid Nastrandir (although not as much as he'd like to kick it into the ocean so it never came back), there were still possible mysteries that had to be uncovered. Everyone was still stuck on the island (that, and the past week had made Zidane want to go home more than ever) and it was not worth just waiting until they were spirited back to where they came from. Avoiding Nastrandir forever was not going to free everyone. Besides, there could still be something on the island that could potentially trigger a repeat of the past week and if there was, it had to be stopped.

And so Zidane was back, curiously inspecting one of the broken sirens, picking up one of the pieces of broken machinery. There was not much to look at but...]

Hmmm....I wonder if there are other smashed ones that are intact enough to bring back to inspect? .......Nah, that might be a bad idea. Could be intact enough to reactivate. And I really don't want that. [Especially not on Enso.]

August Aftermath: Make Me Okay

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