forward-dated to late evening;
[once dusk settled over Cair Paradisa and townspeople began finding refuge inside their homes... castle residents starting to filter back to their rooms or go about their evening routines, things began... happening, slowly but surely, throughout the evening hours.
people began going missing.
it was just townspeople, at first. closer and closer to the castle, never returning home from work or school. and then it was castle residents, too... some who'd ventured into the City Royale -- and some who'd been "safe" in the almighty magic castle itself.
Cordelia, Akira, Carl, Vriska, and Adachi have gone missing overnight. their current location is unknown. but anyone who happens upon their rooms will find their doors marked with splatters of blood. one hopes it isn't their own.]
[dictated; OPEN]
[the Commander is currently residing in the half-demolished underground base beneath the Industrial district, reclined back in a solitary chair in what appears to be a console room. his hands are folded over his stomach, legs propped up on the computer console with a variety of fuzzy screens that display nothing but static, a white noise in the background as he dictates for the journal beside him.]
"The world is beautiful, but has a disease called man." - Friedrich Nietzsche.
The Lady-Saint's Christian God proclaims to love man... and even He purges His own beloved children in His wrath with plague or flood or smite, never to return to the face of the earth again. Yet here we are, living in a world whose omnipotent forces see fit to revive the scourge that walks it, even from death...
Curious, isn't it?
Does 'Paradisa' value your lives more than 'God?' Or is it masochism? Morbid curiosity? We can't say 'it' cares for us all; none of the dead in this city will miraculously return to their families as us blessed few would. What makes you different than these terrans...?
[there is the sloppy patter of coppery red on the page. Abel intends to find out.]
[the journal shuts.]
[ooc: VICTIMS ARE GONE FROM THE CASTLE AS OF MIDNIGHT IN-GAME TIME! Abel's dictation goes up sometime after that and is open to everyone in the journals!
the ACTION parts of this post are for victims and vampires to mingle and are CLOSED to them -- but feel free to notice that these guys are gone from the castle/town at your leisure! another post will go up tomorrow for the escapes and rescue, and be backdated to early morning in-game. that post will conclude the loss. (please wait for sections to go up, kidnappees/vampires - UP!) note because of different time-zones, replies may be delayed til later for some and all is backtag-friendly as usual!]
people began going missing.
it was just townspeople, at first. closer and closer to the castle, never returning home from work or school. and then it was castle residents, too... some who'd ventured into the City Royale -- and some who'd been "safe" in the almighty magic castle itself.
Cordelia, Akira, Carl, Vriska, and Adachi have gone missing overnight. their current location is unknown. but anyone who happens upon their rooms will find their doors marked with splatters of blood. one hopes it isn't their own.]
[dictated; OPEN]
[the Commander is currently residing in the half-demolished underground base beneath the Industrial district, reclined back in a solitary chair in what appears to be a console room. his hands are folded over his stomach, legs propped up on the computer console with a variety of fuzzy screens that display nothing but static, a white noise in the background as he dictates for the journal beside him.]
"The world is beautiful, but has a disease called man." - Friedrich Nietzsche.
The Lady-Saint's Christian God proclaims to love man... and even He purges His own beloved children in His wrath with plague or flood or smite, never to return to the face of the earth again. Yet here we are, living in a world whose omnipotent forces see fit to revive the scourge that walks it, even from death...
Curious, isn't it?
Does 'Paradisa' value your lives more than 'God?' Or is it masochism? Morbid curiosity? We can't say 'it' cares for us all; none of the dead in this city will miraculously return to their families as us blessed few would. What makes you different than these terrans...?
[there is the sloppy patter of coppery red on the page. Abel intends to find out.]
[the journal shuts.]
[ooc: VICTIMS ARE GONE FROM THE CASTLE AS OF MIDNIGHT IN-GAME TIME! Abel's dictation goes up sometime after that and is open to everyone in the journals!
the ACTION parts of this post are for victims and vampires to mingle and are CLOSED to them -- but feel free to notice that these guys are gone from the castle/town at your leisure! another post will go up tomorrow for the escapes and rescue, and be backdated to early morning in-game. that post will conclude the loss. (please wait for sections to go up, kidnappees/vampires - UP!) note because of different time-zones, replies may be delayed til later for some and all is backtag-friendly as usual!]