Possession Event

[lucetimods]

Who: People in Luceti
What: Spiritual possession
When: The 26th to the 1st
Where: Luceti!
Summary: Check out the previous mod post.
Rating: If it gets smutty, move it somewhere private.


Starting at midnight on the 26th, Luceti and its inhabitants will find itself the focus of the Filial spirits, usually quiet and reclusive, now stepping out to deal with one of their own.

As promised, here is some additional information to help figure out how to play around with the spirits and interacting with similarly possessed people.

First off, each spirit has a certain time or place when they are at their most powerful. Consequently, characters possessed by them will enjoy these boosts and this in itself can be a deciding factor in what would otherwise be a stalemate. Here’s a quick run down:

Sona - She’s most powerful around lakes, rivers, and the ocean. Mostly this is concentrated at the southern lake.

Kipinn - He’s most powerful in high places, like mountain tops and the roofs of community buildings.

Faeren - She’s most powerful in the farmlands alongside things that grow.

Tsinku - He’s most powerful in the village itself, where technology thrives.

Eferin - He’s most powerful in the center of the forest where his heat may cause trees to burn. In fact, the upcoming forest fire may cause some trouble if his followers get too rowdy.

Hyt - It’s most powerful during the daytime under a bright sky.

Twila - It’s most powerful during the night time.

Nala- She has no domain and is generally welcome wherever she goes.

How possessed characters will deal with other possessed characters will depend on the interactions of the spirits themselves. A useful spreadsheet sums up these relationships. Those that have a friendly attitude to one another will generally allow ‘trespassers’ into their domain, but those they are not so friendly with may cause conflict.

Finally, to elaborate on Twila-possessed characters. Those with a natural affinity for darkness are likely to be possessed first. Once they have, they can try to recruit others less-compatible candidates to ‘join the cause’. Their goal is numbers. The more who are working with Twila, the better. Once they do, they’ll be inclined to act in their own self interest and if necessary, deal with others who try to get in their way. In the long term, the spirit Twila wants to stay this way, bonded to the Lucetians as hybrids, that way it cannot be imprisoned again. Think of it as pure survival instinct of an animal that’s spent way too long in a cage.

All isn’t lost. The other spirits may not be able to cage it again, but they won’t accept Twila reacting in this manner. Though it’s hard to tell what their beef with Twila is, they have an instinctive familiarity with the dark spirit and seem to act as its jail keepers.

They have the power to free people from Twila, but given their poor communication skills, figuring that out might just be a challenge. After all, the spirits can only communicate in shades of feeling and intentions, but not actually verbalize directions or marching orders. However, there will be a Malnosso post mid-event that will give everyone, possessed or otherwise, the info they need to turn things around.

Comments

[bowgunner]

"But he does work with you...?"

Her voice was light once again as she coolly pumped him for information.

[selfnamed]

"Sometimes, sure." He'd say more, but he was dangerously close to saying more than he cared to. "There's a laptop room further ahead. Sometimes they post their big secrets on it. They get transmitted to our journals, but apparently the Malnosso can't see them."

[bowgunner]

"And they're convinced of that?"

Scientists. Claire so rarely underestimated them.

[selfnamed]

"Apparently so. I didn't get to look at a lot of it, but there's juicy information to be found in there. I could only see it in someone else's journal, though. It's not in ours."

[bowgunner]

"Wait -- why not? Is there some sort of statute of limitations on these things?"

Perhaps she would have to find herself a veteran and take a peek for herself.

[selfnamed]

"I think it's because our journals are new. We only get the big hits when they come out." He tried to think of a good analogy. "You know, like a VCR." He failed.

[bowgunner]

"You might be better off comparing it to a magazine subscription, I think..."

[selfnamed]

He shrugged. "Never had one of those. I did have a VCR once. Very briefly. Never could make the damn thing record anything."

[bowgunner]

"Mmhm, me neither. Except, of course, when you didn't want it to record. Then it recorded everything."

[selfnamed]

"Sounds about right." He assumed. It wasn't like he spent a ton of time with something like that. But for now, he was willing to plod on in silence until they reached the door leading to the 'new' section of the tunnels.

[bowgunner]

And upon reaching such a peculiar shift in subterranean architecture, Claire uttered a quiet huh. Her fingers dared to reach out and touch the wall. She half-anticipated lab equipment would soon follow, gurneys or abandoned instruments or worse. But her expectations go mercifully unsatisfied.

"I hate being underground," she murmured.

[selfnamed]

Fortunately she wasn't too wrong. The door wasn't far ahead and it would mercifully mean an end to walking down this impossibly long tunnel that seemed to go on forever.

"Come on, it's not so bad. Add some ancient manuscripts and a few booby traps and this place could be downright homely."

[bowgunner]

"Funny. I don't remember leaving the tea shop with Harrison Ford."

[selfnamed]

He gave her a look. "I draw the line at fighting Nazis. Or aliens."

[bowgunner]

"Ah-ha. Never trust a man who draws his line anywhere prior to Nazi-fighting."

I will let you move this thread since I am lazy, ha

[selfnamed]

"Hey, I'd like to punch Hitler as much as the next guy. But the only Nazis these days wear mohawks and ironic tattoos."

Having found the path he was looking for, Nate led them through a door alongside the wall, taking them into a new area. It was better illuminated than the tunnel and led them into what looked like a laboratory from seventy years ago.

[bowgunner]

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