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❅ SHITTY LITTLE TOWN ❅ PART 2

SHITTY LITTLE TOWN ❅ PART 2


There's an article in the local paper, but word travels through the town hours before the first newspaper hits a doorstep: a man went missing down the mine, and they couldn’t even retrieve his body for his wife to bury. The official story is that there was a freak cave-in while the night crew was working, that no amount of preparation or technology could have prevented the act of God that left one of the arterials from the main mining cavern obstructed. Given that it was the night crew, there was only one witness, and he was violating protocol and too far down another arterial to hear or see what happened; because Goluboy has a zero-tolerance policy for breaking protocols, he fired the surviving miner. Goluboy has informed the newspaper that there will be no further efforts to recover the body.

Thus, two events are happening in town this weekend: Ms. Cygne’s debut ball, and a protest against the mining conditions outside the mouth of the mines.

Out in the woods, the fog has been thick to the point where subsistence hunters can’t venture in more than a few yards, and there seem to be strange sounds, almost like music, soft tank drums and ringing, emanating from the murk. It almost feels like the menace of the woods is...encroaching.

PROMPTS


a)  PROTEST OUTSIDE THE MINE

The rage at Goluboy has been a long time brewing, but the people who live in his apartments wisely don’t appear at the protest. Instead, it’s all about twenty people who have just managed to avoid being dependent on Goluboy’s grace who have shown up with posterboards and a loudspeaker, rallying during the miners’ workday. This was all coordinated the day before my word of mouth, and it isn’t particularly well organized; people frequently end up blocking the mining equipment, and the foreman shouts at them to stay away from dangerous areas with marginal success. The three people with loudspeakers end up talking over each other and the chants are piecemeal and overlapping; however, the fact that people are upset about the perceived lack of safety for the miners and particularly for the abandonment of the missing miner’s body. Bring Him Home is the main chant and the only one that seems to get any muscle to it. The fired miner seems to be the person leading the most vocal chants.

The administrative staff from MineCorp have been asked to come field complaints from the protesters, armed with nothing but some talking points from the MineCorp mission statement (something something synergized comparative advantage for diversified innovative solutions something something labor is our most precious resource yada yada). One scruffy man seems to have hijacked the protest with his loudspeaker and is rambling about the animal maulings in the woods. At some point, Goluboy arrives in his armored Ford F-250. He calls over his foreman and has an annoyed conversation, and then he gets out, bodyguard looming behind him, to talk to individuals, putting on an evidently forced smile with gritted teeth.


b)  DEBUT BALL

Ms. Cygne’s debut ball at her mansion is the event of the year, with all the lavishness than this sort of town can muster; beautiful dresses, a chocolate fountain, gift bags with expensive accessories and bonbons, fine sparkling wines, and invitations embossed with gold leaf. Plenty of the little treats are the sort that were presumed extinct in this town; no one’s seen a pair of Gucci sunnies or eaten a Ghirardelli’s in years here.

Most of the festivities take place in the massive ballroom that anchors the mansion, and they spill out into the lawn, where Ms. Cygne has insisted on a sit-down dinner rather than a “ghastly” buffet. The lady of the hour is quite active, making sure to check in with every single person at least once to make sure she’s getting praised for her hosting skills and getting a good look at every youth who’s appeared. The youths themselves have been pressured, by family members, teachers or Ms. Cygne herself, to present themselves as elegantly and politely as possible, and to make a “good showing” at their first event as a notable, respectable young person who may be a contender for Ms. Cygne’s prestigious scholarship.

At the table, people rub elbows with people they may not necessarily speak to otherwise, all brought together by the commonality of being someone Ms. Cygne has deemed noteworthy. Almost nobody allows themselves to get too inebriated, but one woman has a bit too much champagne and begins to cry at the dinner table; her friend, another woman in her thirties, ushers her to the powder room, where she composes herself while everyone awkwardly changes the subject. A few people do mannered waltzes in the ballroom, and out on the lawn, people mingle and make toasts.


c)  EXPLORE ELSEWHERE [Link]

OOC: Please feel free to thread with each other at any location in the town. Available NPCs are bolded. Please indicate in bold in your comment if you would like an NPC to tag in, or reach out to Em or Juliet specifically. We request that each player only request one NPC per character so we may respond quickly. Thank you!


KNOWN IC DETAILS


There is gossip around town that characters can be handwaved as knowing that might drive some questions about the town and npcs:

  • The spooky deaths in the woods that have been going on for ages.

  • Mining disasters like this have happened before, always before the announcement of a big new mining vein opening up.

  • Children who take Ms Cygne's scholarship never come back to the town, and their letters are very formulaic.

  • Goluboy's wife died under mysterious circumstances, his girlfriend went to jail for the murder, and he is about town courting again.

  • Cygne has a pond full of so many beautiful swans, aren't they lovely!

  • The curfew sure is heavily enforced. Is it because the sheriff knows something about the monsters in the woods and is withholding information?


OOC DETAILS

Deja Vu: Characters may optionally start getting some very brief flashes of memory or deja vu but this will be brief, confusing, and alarming rather than revelatory and full memory regain will not be possible. Still, players can opt to have this cause a feeling of possible unease or un-rightness to the situation that can be used to drive characters to have questions or be suspicious enough to investigate areas and situations.

Event Length: This part of the plot will involve an npcing stage. It will last approx. two weeks before the last part, part 3, though this end time may be shortened to match player pace if npc threads progress quickly.

New Intros: If your character wasn't introed in part 1 you can handwave they've been there the whole time and just intro in part 2.

New Characters: If you app a new character and want to intro them at this time, assume they arrived just in time at the location the plot takes place in to be caught up in the magic drawing everyone in. They would have gotten the Man in the Moon's spiel from the welcome page right before being magically sucked in.
divasmio: (pic#17060093)

[personal profile] divasmio 2024-09-21 06:30 am (UTC)(link)
He'd lived in Manhattan. The family estate was opulent, but never quite felt like home. They'd get together once or twice a year. Gather around the hearth. They each had their own chairs.

Sometime between then and now, he'd arrived in this town. Why couldn't he remember coming here?

"Not exactly your standard icebreaker, but I'm sure I could work it into conversation somehow." He pauses. "Have you... talked to anyone else about this?"
ninjavampire: (nerd voice) its called the arachnohumanoid polymultiverse (pic#16878065)

[personal profile] ninjavampire 2024-09-21 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
"This town has a way of trapping people, somehow. You should take the next opportunity you get. Goodbyes and reunions can always be sorted out later."

He opts for reassuring Dan, because who could blame him for wanting to bail on this place? Miguel is glad that he at least had Aster in his corner give more of a hand.

When Dan points out the tree, he looks down at the tracked path on his controls and finds a bizarre loop akin to what Dan had marked down on paper. They had passed that tree twice already, and they were swooping in for a third time.

"Yes, we have - unless this couple was particularly dedicated to carving trunks. How is that possible?"

He's keeping his cool, but Miguel is enthralled and a little horrified seeing something breaking his understanding of how things should work. Was it a trick, somehow?
hallelujahjunction: (Basic - Profile)

[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2024-09-21 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
"I don't know. This is the same problem me and Aster ran into. Yeah, we passed those rocks that look like furniture a few times too..." Dan leans in and peers at the screen. The drone's footage is intermittently blocked by thick fog, and the forest floor is nothing but a grey and shadowed blur, but the surroundings are getting decidedly repetitive.

He doesn't want to freak Miguel out, so he wants to leave room for Miguel to make the decisions, but he has to point out when he sees a flicker of something on the screen, a flash of movement in the fog from something white moving over the creek. "Can you slow the drone down? Reckon we might have could just saw something."
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[personal profile] ninjavampire 2024-09-21 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
"I saw that too."

Miguel lets the chit-chat sit where it may and sends a command for it to slow down and more carefully record its surroundings. The drone remains high above the ground, but hovers more measuredly in the fog, approaching the creek. Would they see movement again?
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[personal profile] ninjavampire 2024-09-21 07:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Raisins Guy is capable of being clever. Noted."

He supposes it can't hurt to have someone else spreading the news, but a guy with the right connections seemed like the better option to go with first.

Well then, guess that just left his plan to go into the mine.

"There might be someone else I could let in on this. Goluboy is right about one thing - if someone goes down to investigate, it should be in a pair."
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2024-09-21 07:44 am (UTC)(link)
For a few moments, there's nothing, just a placid little creek slowly winding through the woods and some fireflies twinkling. Dan's about to assume that they just saw a nightjar fly across one of the camera lenses or a trick of the light.

Then it happens again, this time more clearly and in a pair: two lanky, graceful figures dressed in white, darting between clouds of fog over the creek in leaps. They just so quickly and high that at first they seem like white deer jumping the creek, but no - they're women, ballerinas, throwing themselves in a grand jeté over the water and into the embrace of more fog. Their faces are a blur on the drone's camera, like a refraction error, and their long fingers seem skeletal as they comb the air and drag trails through the fog. They vanish into the gloom.

"Well, reckon I'm not crazy." Dan runs his hands over his face. "I'll be damned."
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[personal profile] ninjavampire 2024-09-21 08:07 am (UTC)(link)
He swears under his breath.

"Unfortunately for all of us, you're right."

Miguel isn't sure why that's the first thing that comes to mind when faced with the impossible, reality breaking revelation of monsters in the woods prancing around in their impossible forest. Once the initial shock subsides, he finds himself taking the news rather well.

The drone is sent on a path back to them, and Miguel is just hoping it doesn't get caught in whatever broken physics caused the setting to loop in on itself. He is of the mind to collect the video footage at once.

"They moved like dancers more than any animal in the woods."
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[personal profile] bestbrotherever 2024-09-21 10:17 am (UTC)(link)
Lowell narrows his eyes for a second. Of course it couldn't be that easy, but he couldn't help but wish it was for once. But he recovers quickly and gives an encouraging smile.

"Of course, of course. To forgetting our troubles." He raises his glass briefly. "But I hope not for long. This is official town business now, and I'm certain that Ms. Cygne will want to respond swiftly, once she is aware of the extent of the complaints."
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[personal profile] bostonhowler 2024-09-21 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
She blinks at the change in attitude. However, one thing she's learned working here is that Mr. Goluboy is mercurial at best, and downright unstable at worst.

Instead of saying anything, she scrambles out from behind her desk and follows him to the large truck and climbs in. While he drives, she's silent, looking out at the mine area. Down one of those arterials is her father's body. And so many others. She doesn't even know where, because that had been kept from her. It's part of the reason she works for him: to feel closer to her Da.
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[personal profile] forceforlight 2024-09-21 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"Well, you'll already have seen the parking spots have been redone." Since they were out in front of the shop and all. He'd also had the parking spots for the apartment building redone at the same time. "The locks have been replaced on the dumpster and key given to the garbage men. I've actually decided to start opening earlier and closing a bit later, as you'll see from the new hours." Yes, it means being up a bit earlier, but Dick's not going to leave that to the bakers. "All the food has been relabeled, just in case we'd missed an allergen on something else, and also to match the new menus, which also have the allergens noted. And I've double-checked everybody's food handling certificates, so there won't be a repeat."

It's not that Dick doesn't think that some of them were important, though having to label sesame as an allergen on sesame bagels does strike him as a little silly. But better to be certain.

Just like he's certain there's about to be another raft of citations that he's about to receive. Because Goluboy doesn't come in without reason.
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[personal profile] fromfryingpantofire 2024-09-21 09:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam has no idea what's drawing him to the woods. He's a lawyer, for fuck's sake. He deals in truth and justice, not rumor and conjecture. His brother, a mechanic back in Kansas, would laugh about the very idea of listening to fairy stories about the woods outside town.

At least, he's sure that Dean would. If he were returning his texts.

He WOULD be a kook to take any of it seriously.

Which doesn't explain why Sam's put on his barn coat, flannel, jeans and heavy boots. There are snakes out in these areas, after all. He also has a heavy, long handled flashlight that can double as a club, if necessary.

Really, he'd be a fucking IDIOT to believe anything of those rumors going around.

And yet. Sam pulls his coat tighter around himself as he walks past the treeline, waiting several feet before turning on the flashlight. There's something about the stories that pulls at him, makes him want to investigate. And also makes him feel better for the hunting knife he has at his back.
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[personal profile] divasmio 2024-09-22 01:35 am (UTC)(link)
"More than a pair, I think. Something down there killed Pallett, and being with Callahan didn't protect him."

He sighs and pulls out his phone, looking frustrated. "It'd be great if we could get some national news source to pay attention, but I haven't been able to reach anyone outside of town for weeks."
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[personal profile] bringinghopewithme 2024-09-22 05:10 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah."

And then he doesn't tell Paul that the people he's talked to are Dan, alleged kidnapper, and Lady, a child herself who's been left alone and vulnerable.

"Not enough people though. Not enough to see a pattern."

He could leave it at that, leave Paul thinking, not have given Paul any evidence he can use with Goluboy against Aster in court, but with monsters in the woods in a town they can't leave, they have bigger problems than land ownership.

The first responsibility of a prisoner is escape. Aster tried that, and couldn't make it happen. It seems like no one's going to be in a better situation if they stay in the dark about the danger they're in, and in a situation like this, the only true enemy they can have is whoever's keeping them here. Whatever filled the woods with monsters.

"Why do you think the sheriff enforces the curfew so hard?" he asks, because that's a better opening than there's something in the woods killing people.
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2024-09-22 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
Dan stands up and pulls himself into first position, doing a tendu with his left leg. "Ballet, to be exact. Good enough to be professional."

Dan's father taught him trades and his mother taught him the arts. He only knows the rudimentary figures of ballet, but he knows that if he were to hone his skills with years and years of discipline and practice, he might approach what those women were so capable of.

"I want to see if we got anything clear about their hands." Dan's watching the drone camera now less than he's watching Miguel's reaction. "They look...peaceful out there on their own. You wouldn't could believe they're monsters."

Dan sounds like he doesn't want to believe they're monsters.
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[personal profile] bringinghopewithme 2024-09-22 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Aster pats Dan on the shoulder. "I can live with that," he says, sliding into the car, hearing Dan's concern.

"Well that's kind of you."

Aster doesn't want people to worry about him. And people, as a rule, don't. He's outspoken and confident and knows what ground is his to stand on. He doesn't make a lot of close connections. He's good at having very few people worry about him. It touches him that Dan does.
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[personal profile] divasmio 2024-09-22 05:37 am (UTC)(link)
Paul had always assumed the Sheriff's curfew was just a power trip she was inflicting on the townsfolk, but he gets the impression that's not going to be Aster's answer. He thinks for a moment, remembering what they'd just been talking about.

"Would she... have a vested interest in keeping the populace here in town?" Of course she would; Her family can't be town bigwigs if all the lower-class folk leave for greener pastures. But that doesn't make sense as a reason for the curfew. Townsfolk would be just as capable of leaving during the day.

Assuming they could leave at all, anyway.
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Little Cato

[personal profile] sk8terh8ter 2024-09-22 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
sk8terh8ter: (happy)

b) the ball - ota and cygne

[personal profile] sk8terh8ter 2024-09-22 05:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Cato only goes to the ball at the intense urging of his favorite teacher Mrs. Hinkley, who is basically at her wit's end with him. She's always on him about how he's obviously smart and talented but utterly uninterested in applying himself.Her hope is that arranging for him to visit the ball and putting him around other kids with dreams of escaping will help him realize how hard it is. Maybe if he realizes how steep the competition can be he'll take his academics more seriously. Maybe he might even make a good impression because he's clever.]

[He agrees to go, although he refuses to dress formally - or at least as formally as he's expected to. Instead he wears a very casual-looking button down short-sleeve shirt (untucked), cargo pants, his Chucks (very worn down, that he found at the thrift shop), and a tie-dye clip on tie with little black paw print designs on it.]

[This kid could not look more out of place.]

[He's clearly uninterested in sucking up to anyone either, wandering around and poking at things, stuffing his face full of food, or engaging in wild experimentation with some of the provided amenities.]

[For instance, currently, he has several fancy chocolates on a skewer and he is clearly trying to figure out a method to coat them with chocolate in the chocolate fountain without melting them. A bowl of ice is nearby. He seems to be trying to chill them first to make them survive the fonduification process.]

[When he notices someone standing there looking at him, he only briefly glances up.]

I'm leveling them up. I'm making them stronger. Gooier. More chocolatey.

[When he pulls his chilled, then fondued chocolate away, it now looks successfully larger, like he managed to coat the chocolates with more chocolate.]

[He cackles in a the deranged tones of a mad scientist:]

They live!

[This is not what his teacher intended but just because he agreed to come to make Mrs. Hinkley happy it doesn't mean he's going to spend the whole time playing kiss-ass.]
Edited 2024-09-22 07:19 (UTC)
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[personal profile] hallelujahjunction 2024-09-22 06:08 am (UTC)(link)
"I do my best to be a nice person," Dan says as he starts the car, smiling. He drives them to the edge of the woods, then parks and makes sure his firearm is all set to go.

"Alright, want me to just start walking in and you keep an eye on my six?" Dan lowers his voice and gets out of the car. "Do we got a signal for if we're going to call it?"
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[personal profile] bringinghopewithme 2024-09-22 06:10 am (UTC)(link)
Aster bites back the urge to ask which everyone's at Cygne's insult to his business running.

"Let me guess, you want every white white rose I got and more gardenia than anyone else has ever had at any of their parties," he says, knowing he can make it happen, also feeling like every bouquet Cygne has ever ordered has been so predictable.
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[personal profile] shittylittlenpcs 2024-09-22 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
Cygne gives Aster a prim smile. "So good of you to remember my taste," she coos, flashing Anna a look that very much says yes, poor dear, you see what I mean. How will you put up with him?

"Oh yes, young miss Anna Newman. Surely you're still in school?" she asks, with an accusatory glance at Aster. "I hope you've brushed up on your child labor laws. The laws apply no matter how capable and mature a young lady is."
shittylittlenpcs: (cygne)

[personal profile] shittylittlenpcs 2024-09-22 06:53 am (UTC)(link)
Cygne looks at Lady just a little too long with a flat expression before her face melts into a smile.

"Getting cabin fever, dear? I don't blame you. This is an awfully small town for a bright young woman."

She reaches over to pat Lady's hand.

"I was going to save an official announcement for the ball, but trust me, dear. You will not be stuck in this town forever, if I have anything to say about it. That is, if you'd like me to say anything about it."
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[personal profile] boldboimler 2024-09-23 02:30 am (UTC)(link)
Boimler turns around on his bar stool and crosses his arms.

"Venting? I'm not venting anything, just commemorating the moment with an appropriate drink choice. I'm so glad we could put things on hold for a bit and reassess. It's so important right now."

He holds a hand to his chest, as if deeply moved.

"Both sides are doing right by the owls right now."
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[personal profile] divasmio 2024-09-23 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
Paul quirks an eyebrow. "I suppose the owls are lucky to have someone like you who's ready to spend the rest of his life protecting them."
bringinghopewithme: (207 - eat me like a cannibal)

[personal profile] bringinghopewithme 2024-09-23 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
Aster hoists the growlight in one hand, the baseball bat in the other. "'Call it' is a signal," he says, following Dan into the mist.

Once they're inside the mist, the flora starts to shift as it was outside the town. Plants from different climates butt up against each other, and crows croak in the darkness.

"Don't go far," Aster murmurs, keeping his direct gaze on Dan, lest he disappear into the darkness, flicking to his peripheral vision, listening as the crows circle.

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