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!

Comments

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

Why are the humans in the village afraid?

[markofthewise]

[Clearly he's missed something.]

Afraid? What are you talking about?

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

They have been screaming.

[markofthewise]

... I don't remember any of that. [But he hasn't been in the village since...]

I need to check on Suki.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[Can you even walk straight?]

Did they return Katara?

[markofthewise]

[Maybe. He hasn't tried yet.]

No. [He stares at the ground.] They sent Aang home. And I guess Appa too. I never found him.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[San growls a little.]

...Are you hungry?

[markofthewise]

[So does he! Or rather, his stomach does. A bit.]

... very hungry.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[Here have an apple. She carries a few.]

[markofthewise]

Thanks. [He hastily takes a bite of it. Sweet, sweet nourishment. Although he can't help but regard San oddly. Why's she being so nice?]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[don't ask her to explain, she won't be able to]

[markofthewise]

[Clearly the Malnosso tampered with him. But now he tries to walk towards the village. He has to catch himself from stumbling a few times, though. He's not exactly feeling one hundred percent yet.]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[she'll track him in silence]

[markofthewise]

[He continues on like that, but by the time he gets to the next tree to hold on to, he glances back at her.]

... uh, which way is the village?

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

You're going the right way.

[markofthewise]

Oh. Good. [He takes a few more steps forward and falls face forward. So much for being able to walk.]

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

[after a few beats, she catches up to him silently, crouching down to help him up to sitting]

[markofthewise]

[He glances over at her, a little surprised, before letting her help and sit up.]

... whatever got me, guess it did a number on me.

[forestpride.livejournal.com]

What number?

[markofthewise]

... it's just a saying.