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EVENT: Kind Gestures and Dark Mirrors
Characters: Ensemble cast, any/all characters of Xistentia!
Summary: While F.A.T.E.S. encourages kind gestures to repair the city's shield, D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. sends their agent to sabotage everything with a virus. Infected characters turn into dark mirror versions of themselves, ready to burn the very bridges we were supposed to rebuild.
Date(s): 9 - 26 May. Check out THE MOD ANNOUNCEMENT for more information.
Warnings/Notes: Psychic influence, potential trauma, violence and upsetting themes. Please use subject header warnings appropriately!
While the confessions might have helped some, hurt looks and uncomfortable silences abound across the city. The shield over the city has started to flicker and transmit odd, geometric shadows across the ground. One thing is clear: we have to fix this.
F.A.T.E.S. has a solution. On the morning of 9 May, F.A.T.E.S. will send a message to all residents through their daemons:
F.A.T.E.S. WARNING SYSTEM
Threat Assessment: Moderate
Phenomenon Type: Shield Fluctuations
Predicted Duration: 2 weeks to Critical Failure
The psychic bomb has crippled the defense system over Xistentia. As a result, the modified laws of physics that protect physical consent within the city limits are experiencing problems. Be aware that this means mild injury from physical assaults are now possible within the city.
To repair protective functions, residents are kindly requested to kiss and makeup. Just kissing would also be helpful. Friendly gestures varying from gifted coffee or morning salutations will also be extremely helpful contributions. Your cooperation is appreciated.
In other words, it's time to rebuild bridges. Residents are all encouraged to talk, to reach out to the people around them. Do something nice for a friend, or an acquaintance, or a stranger in need. Of course, if it feels a little forced— that should come as a surprise to no one. F.A.T.E.S. is but an awkward SUPERCOMPUTER, after all.
That doesn't really work for D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
The enemy takes the opportunity to contact their agent Ignacio, giving him instructions to plug a data stick into the Chronological Cartographer in the Temple, in order to release a virus.
During the early hours of the morning on 9 May, Ignacio carries out his mission. The virus takes F.A.T.E.S. by surprise, crippling their internal defences and spreading quickly through their system. All computer systems managed by F.A.T.E.S. suffer disruption, including characters' daemons. All over the city, individuals experience change. The infected have turned into Mirror Versions of themselves. They remember everything about their lives, but their personalities and perspectives have changed. Instead of trying to rebuild, they want to tear down everything they once held dear.
Over the course of the month, F.A.T.E.S. will be working desperately to clear the virus from their system and from every infected timeline. Daemons will continue to experience glitches, lag and crashes throughout the month.
Finally, by 26 May, F.A.T.E.S. manages to isolate the last pockets of the virus and stop it from replicating. From there, it's a simple matter to delete it from the rest of the system. Over the next few days, all afflicted individuals will return to normal.
Over the next few days, all afflicted individuals will return to normal - and then it's time to pick up the pieces.
Now feeling much more like themselves again, everyone who turned into a mirror will remember everything they did while infected. Now is the time for damage control - both for your personal lives, and for the city's defences. Xistentia is now more vulnerable than ever.
The deleting of the virus will mean a sudden and immediate change for some, and a slower, more gradual change for others. However, all characters will have returned entirely to normal by the end of the month.
You can find more information on this event, as well as opportunities for plotting, in our Event Plotting Post!
Summary: While F.A.T.E.S. encourages kind gestures to repair the city's shield, D.E.S.T.I.N.Y. sends their agent to sabotage everything with a virus. Infected characters turn into dark mirror versions of themselves, ready to burn the very bridges we were supposed to rebuild.
Date(s): 9 - 26 May. Check out THE MOD ANNOUNCEMENT for more information.
Warnings/Notes: Psychic influence, potential trauma, violence and upsetting themes. Please use subject header warnings appropriately!
KIND GESTURES & DARK MIRRORS EVENT
It's emotional warfare on a dimensional scale.
NOT SO/GRAND GESTURES
While the confessions might have helped some, hurt looks and uncomfortable silences abound across the city. The shield over the city has started to flicker and transmit odd, geometric shadows across the ground. One thing is clear: we have to fix this.
F.A.T.E.S. has a solution. On the morning of 9 May, F.A.T.E.S. will send a message to all residents through their daemons:
Threat Assessment: Moderate
Phenomenon Type: Shield Fluctuations
Predicted Duration: 2 weeks to Critical Failure
The psychic bomb has crippled the defense system over Xistentia. As a result, the modified laws of physics that protect physical consent within the city limits are experiencing problems. Be aware that this means mild injury from physical assaults are now possible within the city.
To repair protective functions, residents are kindly requested to kiss and makeup. Just kissing would also be helpful. Friendly gestures varying from gifted coffee or morning salutations will also be extremely helpful contributions. Your cooperation is appreciated.
In other words, it's time to rebuild bridges. Residents are all encouraged to talk, to reach out to the people around them. Do something nice for a friend, or an acquaintance, or a stranger in need. Of course, if it feels a little forced— that should come as a surprise to no one. F.A.T.E.S. is but an awkward SUPERCOMPUTER, after all.
Good Samaritan: Help a little old lady across the street. Alternatively, given the consent defenses are dialed down, maybe you'll catch somebody about to be hit by a falling pot plant from a higher-floor window. Time to rescue!
Grand Romance: A single rose, a bouquet of flowers; their named tattooed over your heart, or a sword engraved with the insignias of one's ancestors; a boombox held outside the window or an acoustic guitar solo among the fireflies. If you love somebody, this is the time to let it out.
Family Dinner: Whether it's blood or a found family, this would be the time to reconcile over a spread. Or at least-- to try. Funnily enough, even conflict technically feeds energy into the city; a little bickering never killed anybody. But of course, if the argument kills the relationship... that's a turn for the worst, for the city as well as for you.
Apology Gifts: If you made a mess during the psychic bomb event, this would be the time to clean it up. Write a letter, send the text, or show up on the doorstep amid pouring rain.
Wildcard: Want to make a different gesture? Be F.A.T.E.S.' guest.
Enter the Villain
That doesn't really work for D.E.S.T.I.N.Y.
The enemy takes the opportunity to contact their agent Ignacio, giving him instructions to plug a data stick into the Chronological Cartographer in the Temple, in order to release a virus.
During the early hours of the morning on 9 May, Ignacio carries out his mission. The virus takes F.A.T.E.S. by surprise, crippling their internal defences and spreading quickly through their system. All computer systems managed by F.A.T.E.S. suffer disruption, including characters' daemons. All over the city, individuals experience change. The infected have turned into Mirror Versions of themselves. They remember everything about their lives, but their personalities and perspectives have changed. Instead of trying to rebuild, they want to tear down everything they once held dear.
DELETING THE VIRUS (May 26 +)
Over the course of the month, F.A.T.E.S. will be working desperately to clear the virus from their system and from every infected timeline. Daemons will continue to experience glitches, lag and crashes throughout the month.
Finally, by 26 May, F.A.T.E.S. manages to isolate the last pockets of the virus and stop it from replicating. From there, it's a simple matter to delete it from the rest of the system. Over the next few days, all afflicted individuals will return to normal.
Over the next few days, all afflicted individuals will return to normal - and then it's time to pick up the pieces.
Now feeling much more like themselves again, everyone who turned into a mirror will remember everything they did while infected. Now is the time for damage control - both for your personal lives, and for the city's defences. Xistentia is now more vulnerable than ever.
The deleting of the virus will mean a sudden and immediate change for some, and a slower, more gradual change for others. However, all characters will have returned entirely to normal by the end of the month.
ANYTHING ELSE
You can find more information on this event, as well as opportunities for plotting, in our Event Plotting Post!
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Nothing. I'm just glad to see you. A guy can miss his girlfriend, can't I? This whole thing is just so stupid. I should be here with you, so here I am. That's my news, but it's not really news since you already knew it. You were right, Lorna. I'm here to tell you you were right.
[ Despite still wearing his glasses, he's meeting her eyes, utterly serious. He's come to bury the hatchet between them. He should've done it weeks ago; no, he never should’ve let it get this far. He should've been with her from the start. He won't make that mistake again. ]
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She leans back, lifting a hand to push his sunglasses of his eyes. )
Right about what? What are you talking about?
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[ He lets her take the glasses off, and in the same movement shifts up against her. His arms go around her, and his eyes search hers, insistent. ]
About everything. Lorna, I should have been there, I should've been with you. I should never have tried to stop you. I don't even know what I was thinking. All those months, pretending I was something I wasn't? I was such a god damned hypocrite, and I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but I see it now, babe, okay? I'm here.
[ He leans down, pushing his forehead against hers, and letting his lips curve into a wide, almost manic smile. ]
It's the only way, and I'm on board. We gotta kill 'em all.
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Then Marcos says that last sentence and revulsion moves through Lorna like a wave. She immediately shoves him off her, staring at him in open disgust. )
What the fuck, Marcos? Is this some kind of sick joke? ( She stares open mouthed at him. )
Go the fuck home. Get out.
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[ Marcos steps back when she pushes him, but he doesn't leave. No, he'd already made the mistake of letting her walk away. He's never going to do that again. He's already firmly shaking his head. ]
No. No way, not again. Don't you see, Lorna? There is no home without you. There's no family, because you're my family. It was always supposed to be you and me and I should never have walked away from that. I should've been helping you blow that plane out of the sky. Hell, I should've burned a hole through his head before it got that far. I won't let you down again.
[ Another shake of his head, and now he walks towards her again. ]
What's wrong? Isn't this what you wanted?
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She shakes her head as he just... he spouts shit she's never heard him spout before. She recognizes that look now, that strange sort of smile she's only seen when he's drunk on power. Literally. When he exerts his powers in such a way that even she's terrified of what it does to him.
So how is like that now? Usually when he puts his hands down he evens back out again. He's more rational again. Instead of just... spouting shit at her. )
You didn't walk away, I did. I walked away because this isn't who you are.
God you don't. ( She curls her fingers in frustration. ) You don't even understand what I've been saying. You don't understand what I want at all.
If you think all I want is to kill all humans, you don't get my cause at all. And if you really think that's what I want, what are you doing here? It's not what you want. It's not who you are.
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This is who I am. This is always who I was. Hurting people for Carmen’s dad, hurting people for Carmen. You were mad that I wouldn’t hurt them for you. You took down that plane because you were willing to do whatever it took to save us, and I couldn’t see it. Well I can, now. And I’m here, for you. So that we can be a family again.
Or have you given up on that completely?
[ Hey, maybe she has. Maybe that’s what she’s been telling him all along. God knows it’s been a while since he really understood what was going through her head. Maybe he’s still on the outside even now. ]