FOR YOUR CONVENIENCE, MY FELLOW LUCETIANS

[fourteen]

Who: EVERYONE
What: TRAUMA!
When: ALL THE TIME
Where: ANYWHERE
Summary: HORRIBLE, HORRIBLE TRAUMA. FREE FOR ALL IN THE SCARRING EXPERIENCES DEPARTMENT.
Rating: Gosh. I'm not sure. However, I suggest you hide your little'uns.

Basically, the purpose of this log is TRAUMA SPAM. If you didn't want to spam your flist with extra posts, or you wanted to post with more than one character -- or more than one character more than once! -- here is your place to be.

This will be a commentspam style log where you can thread start with your character hallucinating things. Whatever you wish it to be! It can even just be a more general thread start where they're not hallucinating anything -- yet. And each thread can get treated like a post, where that character's CR can react to the trauma going down!

If you still wish to actually post in your character's journal, you're of course totally allowed to do so. This is just here for funtiems and convenience for everyone who wanted a greater chance to post during this event! Feel free to use it anytime over the next few days, through Halloween, to do "posts" and threads with your characters.

Have at, guys!

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[Outside, on the bridge nearest House 14 | Thursday evening]

[fourteen]

[ Xion had tried, very hard, to ignore the things she was seeing. The whispers and eerie music had been easy enough to ignore, even if they'd made goosebumps rise across her skin.

But then the walls of her bedroom had spontaneously started to bleed, and when she'd tried to flee, the door had locked itself. She hadn't been able to keep herself from screaming before she abruptly realized that there was no blood and the door had been unlocked the whole time.

She'd fled, of course. And now she's here, curled up into a ball on the floor of the bridge, pressed back against the railings, eyes shut and hands pressed over her ears like somehow she can block all of it out if she tries hard enough.

It doesn't help that it isn't warm out, and her skimpy costume leaves her freezing. But sitting here, shivering and shaking, is better than being in that house, right now. If she even notices anyone approach, she'll probably jump about six feet in the air. But if you do approach her, you might notice that her wings seem to be turning red... how peculiar. ]

[generalflirt]

[Kida's, well. Kida's been very antsy too. Frankly, all the little things he's been seeing are starting to make go a little nuts. But something he's doing to try to pretend this isn't the case is to spend as much time as possible out hitting on girls. This includes staying out here doing it longer than he normally would.

even n his absurd costume which, if you're starting to see it as real, will be very odd indeed, because he'll be riding up on an ostrich.

Either way, walk/ride up he does to this cowering shivering mass he happens to pass as he's making a roundabout way home-]

Hello...?

[fourteen]

[ she does, in fact, jump six feet. well, not quite six feet; more like an inch or two. same thing.

she stares at Kida with uncomprehending fright for a moment before who he is registers ... and she blinks. is he riding an ostrich? why is Kida riding an ostrich through town? where did he even find an ostrich.

Just as she's about to open her mouth to ask, she blinks and realizes it's just a costume. a very silly costume, at that.

so she's silent for a good long moment before actually replying to him, lots of interesting expressions cross her face. finally, in a tiny voice: ]

Hi, Kida.

[generalflirt]

[Wait. That's no good. He frowns, crouching down a little to be level with her. ...which to her is a going to look like the ostrich did that. But.]

Eeeh... Xion-chan, you seem a little out of it.

[fourteen]

[ oh god. brb, pressing her hands over her eyes so she can't be confused by what the fuck is actually up with Kida's costume. her voice comes out a bit muffled as she speaks with her face in her hands. ]

I'm just trying to get away from everything that's been ... happening.

Re: [Outside, on the bridge nearest House 14 | Thursday evening]

[notabluesbro]

[A preacherman'll be around there to see this scene, of course entirely sympathetic—and thank God, she wasn't automatically turned into a horrible hallucination right in front of him. He'll just stroll over, ignoring any little darting visions in his peripherals, to offer her the long coat over his actual preacher's outfit.

He speaks with a warm demeanor, wondering if she could really even hear him in her thoughts.]

Hey now, you'll freeze yourself, running around in a costume like that.

[fourteen]

[ She jumps, but not as violently as she might otherwise have done. maybe it's that she can sense Wolfwood's not a threat from the way he approaches.

Maybe it's the fact that he's doing something really nice for her at a time when it must be very hard to be unselfish, what with all the horrors floating around.

For a moment, Xion just stares at the offered coat, her reddened wings fluttering. Then her expression tightens slightly, and she offers a tiny, "I'm not going to cry" kind of smile, taking the coat. She practically radiates gratitude. ]

Thank you. Thank you so much. [ she snuggles into it for a moment, shutting her eyes, basking in the warmth and unthreatening realness of it. then she looks up at him again, a much freer smile on her face. ] You won't be cold?

[notabluesbro]

[Even better, Xion, that bad boy is a trenchcoat that'd probably go to your ankles, comparing your height to his. Wolfwood leans to observe the water down below, smiling and tugging on the high collar of his own outfit in response: he was damn near covered from head to toe.]

Don't worry, I've got plenty to work with in the meanwhile. In fact, I was even starting to get a little stuffy.

[He scans her expression, his own soft.]

Having a tough week, too?

[fourteen]

[ she gives a single, quiet laugh at his response, and finally stands, actually pulling the coat on proper. it seriously is pretty long on her, and even hides her strangely reddened wings. ]

Hee. Okay.

[ her smile slips a little at his question, though, and for a moment she looks away ]

I think the scariest part is watching it happen to everyone else. Seeing people scream or claw at nothing... the things I've been seeing have been pretty bad, but that's the hardest part. I wish this would all just go away.

[salvationfound.livejournal.com]

[Kratos, too, had seen plenty of hallucinations. Lloyd as a toddler, half eaten by monsters with a shoe missing on his mutilated foot. Anna as an Exubula, calling out his name with a haunting echo, as if asking him to kill her again. The drawers and walls started to bleed, and he could've sworn he heard Svala cry out for him.

But he paid them all no heed. Kratos didn't know what to expect, but he also knew that none of this could be real. He escapes from the house, looking as if nothing at all is bothering him, and he happens to find Xion by the bridge.

So... she was taking this much harder than him.

He approaches her quietly, calling softly when he's some feet away.]

Xion.

[fourteen]

[ She startles violently, this one. But not, it seems, out of fear -- she registers that it's Kratos immediately and scrambles to her feet, her expression filling with desperate gratitude. ]

Kratos!

[ ... seriously sorry in advance, bro, if you like your personal space a bit more. She's gonna run over to him and cling to his shirt, shutting her eyes tight as she continues to shiver.

She clearly needed something, figuratively and literally, to hang onto. ]

[salvationfound.livejournal.com]

[He is a bit surprised, and it shows as his body tenses when she clings to him. Kratos is definitely not used to people doing this. He can hand out touches on the shoulder and the like, but this?

But after a few seconds, he relaxes himself and wraps one arm around her shoulders while the other hand goes to her hair. It's not so bad, with her doing it, and if she needs something to hold on to, then he'll provide it.]

You'll be all right, Xion.

[fourteen]

[ Xion seems to do that to people. If she notices his tension, she gives no sign, only making the tiniest of tiny noises when he does finally put an arm around her.

It's nice to feel a hand on her head, too. It makes her realize she must have lost her hat when she rushed over, and it is indeed lying on the bridge. The strangest thing, though, is that her bunny ears still seem to be on her head. Not even just that... for just a split second they seem to be part of her head, like real ears.

Of course, when Kratos blinks, the ears will be back on the bridge with the hat, as they're just attached to a dinky little headband.

Either way, she's grateful for the touch and keeps on clinging. She'll detach after a moment, really. But she does manage to look up, at least. ]

... I'm not sure if I should be saying sorry, or thank you. [ itty bitty crooked smile. ]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't plan on staying out long. It's already been established the night fog brings ill-tidings - screams and pleas for help, the promise of a forgotten night and a bloodied body. But the images he sees in the house are annoying, remind him of too many things, so he figures a quick round through the village will clear his head.

Xion isn't recognized at first. In fact, Sanji stops and stares, double-checking this isn't another weird illusion Luceti's decided to toss his way. But the figure stays in place, shivering, and he finally approaches]

Oi, Miss. Are you al.....

Xion-chan?

[fourteen]

[ Her first, deeply unfortunate reaction is to scramble backwards at the sound of his voice, her expression terribly frightened. But once she registers he's real -- that this is her friend, and not a hallucination -- all the tension goes out of her and she nods, slowly, unable to bring herself to speak. ]

[oda-hates-me.livejournal.com]

[Alright, so she's effectively spooked by everything. He doesn't take the reaction personally, only worried what she's been seeing that's causing such a downward spiral]

What happened? Are you hurt? [They can hit the psychological effects in a moment. He approaches and leans down as much as his shitty costume will allow, glancing over her in worry]

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[She's really not the only one on-edge. After all, Riku's had his share of trauma, too, so when he passes by the bridge, he doesn't even notice her at first, as he's too busy dealing with an imaginary someone.]

How many times do I have to tell you? You won't use me again!

[He even shoots some dark firaga, which ricochets off of the nearest object.

A few moments later, he stops and turns around. It's then that he sees her and those red wings.

...yeah, time to see what's up, or try. He can at least try to keep his head on straight.]

[fourteen]

[ Well. The Dark Firaga and the yelling get her attention long before he realizes she's there, and he'll find she's just staring at him with wide eyes, not really sure if she wants to know what he's seeing.

Her hands are clasped over her chest, and she no longer seems to be trying to curl into such a tiny ball she stops existing, but she's still shivering. ]

... Riku?

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

Xion.

[He stops a few times to look behind him, and when he reaches Xion, he kneels down next to her.]

C'mon. You should head back inside.

[consultmybooks]

[Giles has completely lost track of time. He knows that he must have walked the entire village by now, but he doesn't care. Just keep walking. Some of the frightening images and hallucinations couldn't follow you if you kept walking.

He hadn't been paying much attention, but the sight of Xion snaps him out of his daze a bit]

Xion?

[fourteen]

[ she jumps ten feet. okay, maybe not exactly ten feet, but still. she starts to violently she actually ends up on her feet. from the looks of it, he walked up on her mid-illusion. after she takes a moment to get her bearings, breathing a bit too quickly, she focuses on him and relaxes slightly. ]

Giles... thank you for walking up when you did. I didn't need to see that.

[consultmybooks]

Oh.

Um, y-you're certainly welcome. [He is evidently sympathetic] I was about to ask if everything's all right, but I think you just answered me.

actually, since she's probably going to hermit when her hallucinations start, have untraumaed Fenfen

[blessingone]

[ It will be almost unheard of to see Fenimore out later this week, especially alone. She's not been having the best time of it and, even if staying at home doesn't get rid of the hallucinations, she prefers it to being out in the open. However, her trauma hallucinations are slow enough to start that she's only reluctant to leave at this point, likely for the sake of groceries, which leads her to pass by the road on the way to that bridge. By chance, she happens to look up the road and recognize that ridiculous outfit from their earlier journal conversation. And she definitely can't leave Xion shivering and shaking alone.

A twin-tailed sheet ghost approaches. ] What are you doing out here without a coat?

|D fair enough!

[fourteen]

[ Xion can't help but recognize her immediately, both from the distinctive twintails and from having seen her before over the journals.

She actually doesn't jump, since thankfully she noticed Fenimore from afar. Xion lowers her hands from her ears, looking at her for a moment, then wrapping her arms around her middle and looking away. ]

I sort of left without thinking.

[blessingone]

[ Fenimore sighs. ]

You know, a normal person would go back before they got to this point. [ She raises a hand to hold up an edge of the sheet, looking down at it. She's considering whether it's worth the effort to lend the bedsheet when it'll be back on her so soon. ]