not as it appears

[msattentionspan]

Who: City Folk
When: October 5th - October 8th
Where: The City
What: Life. City Stuff. Investigating...
Note: This is a catch-all for the full plot. Feel free to make your own logs if you're in the city or use this! Add your own sections! Make some new CR. Join the investigation. I'll be putting up INVESTIGATION sections for people that want to run into Faith and help, see what she's doing, etc. Otherwise, feel free to just threadjack and hop around! Prose or brackets are welcome!



The city has always been there. Quiet and unusually docile considering the chaos that occurs within its streets and a mere ten minutes away from its edge. The paths are well-worn and lead through alleys and streets the same, bringing you to new places or perhaps an old favorite. You rely on it to keep you wish-free, to keep you from the crazy that the castle does on occasion. You wander through the sidewalks, glancing into store windows and wondering just who made all of these items? You wonder what the people do when you're not there and when you smile and introduce yourself, you walk away knowing they might have already forgotten.

The buzz of the castle is always there. The hum of words over the pages of carried journals, the murmurings of conversations that are a bit too loud, and the hints of secrets being passed from one to another all fill the air. It gives you a sense of normalcy, because if something was wrong you'd hear it - you'd flip a page and see the words or hear the pleas. If something was wrong, you'd know - with the people warning you away from someone or something. It's what always happens when things go awry and maybe you've grown complacent relying on these things, because when you realize the noise has stopped, when you notice that the air is too still and the people in the city seem content to just let it pass them by you realize that the lack isn't right.

No, in fact it's very wrong.

The quiet has settled around you and you're not sure if you should be thankful to have been excluded from whatever has passed over the castle and those trapped within it... or worried for what goes on just beyond those brick walls. You can wait it out, expecting the castle to just carry on and give up in a few days or a week. You can grow worried and try to enter the castle to see what you might be able to do. You can do your best to try and ignore the sinking feeling that sits within your chest.

Or you can try to do something about it. It's just a choice to make and for most of you it'll just come naturally; much like one would say falling asleep should happen.

Comments

[notakecandle]

No! NO. Not my fault!

[Does this look like the face of a master of plans?]

[msattentionspan]

Then start talking. Whose fault is it?

[notakecandle]

[Now it's looking up at her as defiantly as it can, not to be intimidated with these scare tactics!]

[msattentionspan]

[Don't make her shake you... though how tall is this thing?]

What's in the bag?

[notakecandle]

[Impressively standing at half her height, it suddenly shrieks loudly and backs away from her defensively.]

YOU NO TAKE CANDLE!!

[msattentionspan]

[The backing away won't get him very far in an alley. She'll reach out and just hold him in place.]

I'm not taking anything - I just want answers. Words. Talking. Get it?

[notakecandle]

[Oh boy, now it's really on the defensive. The little guy starts making obnoxious noises as it flails and kicks and tries to get away from her. What if she steals his candle?]

YOU LET GO!

[msattentionspan]

[Nope. She's not gonna let go.]

Why should I? Because you're making a big deal? Sorry, I saw you come out of the castle and everyone that goes into that damn thing ends up on the ground or radio silent. What's going on in the castle?

[notakecandle]

[It says nothing, continuing to fuss about. But all that shaking and flailing has disturbed the pack on its back, and something slips from the pack!

A glass bottle falls from the pack and shatters against the pavement. What's this little guy doing with... vodka?]

[msattentionspan]

[Faith hears the bottle and the splash, her head tips to the side, but she's not letting him go.]

Got a drinking problem?

[notakecandle]

[It shakes its head furiously back and forth]

No. NO! Not for me! Swore not to drink it!

[msattentionspan]

Again, you're saying things but not filling in the blanks.

[notakecandle]

[After a series of angry garbles and screeches, it says]

I tell mistress! I WILL. She save me!

[msattentionspan]

Yeah? Maybe I should give her something to save you from.

[notakecandle]

[It puts its fists up]

You're not so scary! Are you...?

[msattentionspan]

[She'll just lift it off the ground so that it's eye level with her.]

What do you think?