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❅ SHITTY LITTLE TOWN ❅ PART 3
The cracks are starting to show. People have been reforging connections. Rebuilding their senses of self.
Digging into things that are potentially sinister, their curiosity dangerously piqued. Now, too many truths are coming back to the surface for everything to stay suppressed.
Somewhere deep in the MineCorp mines, a wire snaps. Then another, and another.
PROMPTS
a) A CRACK IN THE DAM
A feeling of déjà vu is commonplace, and people’s dreams start to contain more and more imagery that doesn’t align with the lives they know here in this shitty little town – fantastical sleighs, huge golden globes, fae and monsters. Some people stop automatically responding when their name is called, because the name they’re being called feels wrong. Others discover they have talents at skills they don’t remember ever trying before.
But it remains out of reach until they do something that affirms their true self, an act that goes down to the core of who they are. It might be true love’s kiss, or placing a hand on their signature weapon, or invoking certain words when speaking truth to power. One way or another, once that final requirement is met...it all comes flooding back.
A feeling of déjà vu is commonplace, and people’s dreams start to contain more and more imagery that doesn’t align with the lives they know here in this shitty little town – fantastical sleighs, huge golden globes, fae and monsters. Some people stop automatically responding when their name is called, because the name they’re being called feels wrong. Others discover they have talents at skills they don’t remember ever trying before.
But it remains out of reach until they do something that affirms their true self, an act that goes down to the core of who they are. It might be true love’s kiss, or placing a hand on their signature weapon, or invoking certain words when speaking truth to power. One way or another, once that final requirement is met...it all comes flooding back.
b) PUTTING THE PIECES TOGETHER
Your character remembers who they are, but their powers haven’t returned! The nefarious makers of the spell suppressing powers must be defeated. But who are the nefarious makers of the spell?
Several people have several parts of the puzzle. Time to put them together, anonymously, on the network. Skye has taken it upon herself to facilitate a discussion forum online with all accounts highly anonymized and access granted only by a password; details are being spread by word of mouth, friend to friend, always with the warning that just because the accounts are anonymous doesn’t mean that Goluboy or his people couldn’t try to sleuth people’s identities from context clues.
Skye sets a time for when the discussion forum will go live, and at midnight that evening, a website goes live with a simple comment post function and a message that all data will be deleted within 24 hours.
NETWORK LINK
The jig is up!
The source of the curse – and other mischief – is traced to Kyan Goluboy, and Noire Cygne. Confrontation with each of them will trigger counter-attacks and defenses.
Your character remembers who they are, but their powers haven’t returned! The nefarious makers of the spell suppressing powers must be defeated. But who are the nefarious makers of the spell?
Several people have several parts of the puzzle. Time to put them together, anonymously, on the network. Skye has taken it upon herself to facilitate a discussion forum online with all accounts highly anonymized and access granted only by a password; details are being spread by word of mouth, friend to friend, always with the warning that just because the accounts are anonymous doesn’t mean that Goluboy or his people couldn’t try to sleuth people’s identities from context clues.
Skye sets a time for when the discussion forum will go live, and at midnight that evening, a website goes live with a simple comment post function and a message that all data will be deleted within 24 hours.
NETWORK LINK
The jig is up!
The source of the curse – and other mischief – is traced to Kyan Goluboy, and Noire Cygne. Confrontation with each of them will trigger counter-attacks and defenses.
c) CONFRONTING CYGNE
As soon as Cygne is confronted, or receives word from Goluboy that the jig is up, wilis pour into town. Normally, these undead jilted brides will dance to death whoever they get their hands on, but in a hurry they’ll resort to tearing their prey apart. Any person who the wilis get their hands on will be overwhelmed by an empathetic sense of their grief, shame, and hatred, and control of their body will be taken over as they are swept into the deadly dance.
The wilis are strong against physical violence, but can be burned by sunlight, or artificial growlights. People dancing with wilis can be pulled out of their embrace and pulled to safety, but only those with formal dance training stand a chance of changing the course of the deadly waltz, once touched.
The sheriff’s department forms the final level of defense around Noire Cygne’s mansion and person. Get past the chaos of the wilis throughout town, and Sheriff Mallard and her deputies stand between your heroes and the town matriarch.
As soon as Cygne is confronted, or receives word from Goluboy that the jig is up, wilis pour into town. Normally, these undead jilted brides will dance to death whoever they get their hands on, but in a hurry they’ll resort to tearing their prey apart. Any person who the wilis get their hands on will be overwhelmed by an empathetic sense of their grief, shame, and hatred, and control of their body will be taken over as they are swept into the deadly dance.
The wilis are strong against physical violence, but can be burned by sunlight, or artificial growlights. People dancing with wilis can be pulled out of their embrace and pulled to safety, but only those with formal dance training stand a chance of changing the course of the deadly waltz, once touched.
The sheriff’s department forms the final level of defense around Noire Cygne’s mansion and person. Get past the chaos of the wilis throughout town, and Sheriff Mallard and her deputies stand between your heroes and the town matriarch.
d) CONFRONTING GOLUBOY
Destroying the torture machine hidden hidden in MineCorp will end the curse and restore all powers. Too bad everyone will have to sneak past mine workers and security guards who’ve been promised a big fat bonus for bringing your characters alive and restrained to Goluboy’s office. As the man himself would say, nothing makes a person work harder than money. Some of the wilis have made their way into the mines as well...
Destroying the torture machine hidden hidden in MineCorp will end the curse and restore all powers. Too bad everyone will have to sneak past mine workers and security guards who’ve been promised a big fat bonus for bringing your characters alive and restrained to Goluboy’s office. As the man himself would say, nothing makes a person work harder than money. Some of the wilis have made their way into the mines as well...
e) AFTERMATH
The villains have been defeated!
What will your heroes do with them? Can any of their past victims still be saved? It’s time to convene and pass judgement on your captors, and check that every I is dotted and every T is crossed.
The villains have been defeated!
What will your heroes do with them? Can any of their past victims still be saved? It’s time to convene and pass judgement on your captors, and check that every I is dotted and every T is crossed.
❅ Event Length: This part of the plot will last until 10/15, and the situation with the npcs are meant to be resolved by then, though general CR threads can continue to be backtagged after that.
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His body language tenses up and the pacing gets faster again.
He threads a hand through his hair and then throws both arms off and lets of a little road of frustration.
"What is wrong with this miserable, garbage town?" he cries out, kicking a rusted can so hard it goes into the lake. "So many people going missing, oh yeah, that's totally normal. That's totally a thing everyone should have to put up with. Just like they should apparently have to put up with no jobs, terrible schools, getting litigated right off their land -"
A rant is building, clearly.
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"Because this is not the worst they can imagine. Certainly they have only the slimmest of prospects, but they are currently fed and housed. Bad things may happen, but they can convince themselves that such misfortune will never befall them. They are not desperate enough to fight for something better, not when it means risking what security they do have. Cygne and Goluboy likely engineered it that way, so they could control the town and its people for their entire lives. That is, if they do not intend to become immortal."
And isn't that a horrifying thought. This town, stuck in this rut forever, without even the hope that the puppet-masters who made it that way will die and their hold will be broken.
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He stops pacing and starts gesturing wildly.
"No, they should get to do more than that! People should get to enjoy themselves. They should be so comfortable they have time to better themselves. People should have leisure time, the educational system shouldn't be absolute garbage, and what is with this town having no access to the arts?!"
Insanity!
"You know what it is?! It's malarkey! You heard me, malarkey!"
His expression is pained.
"I have been stuck on that stupid vineyard, I gave up everything I ever wanted to do, because I knew it was the only way our workers could have anything close to a decent life, but I should have been able to leave. They should have been okay enough for me to leave."
He clenches up his fists.
"I wanted to explore. I wanted to go to school. I wanted find some place somewhere where there was something new to discover. Instead, I'm stuck in this garbage dump of town because of Cygne and Goluboy."
He waves his hands wildly again.
"When I hate raisins! I hate them so much! And I hate vineyard flies! and I hate being sticky all the freakin' time! There's a reason I left the vineyard and joined Starflee - oh my God, something altered our memories."
He holds a hand to his head as it all comes rushing in. Leaving the vineyard - leaving a world where everyone was taken care of, where the vineyard's workers worked there not to make a living but because they deeply enjoyed horticulture and had free homes and free food to go back to, where nobody wanted for anything, where people did better themselves, where they did enjoy the arts, where they could get an education, where humanity realized that nobody should get to practically enslave others with a threat of homelessness and starvation.
Where they moved on from the darkness of the past - and not just the darkness of the nuclear wars and the age of gene-altered warlords and the post-atomic Horror - but of the far past. No more capitalism, no more bigotry between humans, no more social ills like starvation and war and homelessness.
Where he had been free to leave and travel across the stars, exploring and finding things far, far more alien and captivating than anything on Earth.
He points at Loki.
"You just mentioned Asgard. You remember everything, too, don't you."
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His tone is flippant, but the sentiment is heartfelt.
"We may not be able to fix this entire world, but we can still do something to improve the lives of those here."