And I Heard, as it Were, The Sound of Thunder... (Open Log)
Who: Everyone!
What: The first signs in the breakdown of civilized society.
When: Jan 10th-16th
Where: The S.S. Thor
Warnings: *points to "what"*
There was something funny in the air, today. Something heavy and charged. It was as if the darkness in the heart of the Black Hole that loomed, voracious and inexorable, outside of the Thor's windows was reaching out and seeping in, unwilling to wait for mere gravity to do its job.
Those who had a flair for doomsday were out in force, today, signs and fresh graffiti proclaiming the nearness of The End, the same being preached at nearly every corner for those who couldn't read or tried to ignore it. Some would arrive at work--and more unluckily at their homes--to find that break-ins had occurred. The dregs who usually kept to the slums in the bowels of the ship were beginning to filter upward, wanting to taste what they could of the finer things while they were there to be had, prices and payment be damned.
People were starting to realizes that consequences didn't really matter any more...
[ooc: Event begins! Play out your scenarios here or in your own posts, as you like! Take whatever your character would do and run with it! Run like the wind!]
What: The first signs in the breakdown of civilized society.
When: Jan 10th-16th
Where: The S.S. Thor
Warnings: *points to "what"*
There was something funny in the air, today. Something heavy and charged. It was as if the darkness in the heart of the Black Hole that loomed, voracious and inexorable, outside of the Thor's windows was reaching out and seeping in, unwilling to wait for mere gravity to do its job.
Those who had a flair for doomsday were out in force, today, signs and fresh graffiti proclaiming the nearness of The End, the same being preached at nearly every corner for those who couldn't read or tried to ignore it. Some would arrive at work--and more unluckily at their homes--to find that break-ins had occurred. The dregs who usually kept to the slums in the bowels of the ship were beginning to filter upward, wanting to taste what they could of the finer things while they were there to be had, prices and payment be damned.
People were starting to realizes that consequences didn't really matter any more...
[ooc: Event begins! Play out your scenarios here or in your own posts, as you like! Take whatever your character would do and run with it! Run like the wind!]