Luceti Valley - The First Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone
What: The start of a new experiment... or is it?
When: August 2nd - August 6th
Where: Luceti itself
Summary: Luceti has become an idyllic and peaceful 50s-esque village. The first few days are just business as usual, right?
Rating: Varies with thread. Please move explicit stuff to appointments post with appropriate warnings.

August 1st had seemed like an ordinary day in Luceti. But late in the evening, for those night owls who had not turned in yet, they were witness to strange fluctuations in the barrier. Beautiful, really, almost like Luceti had received its own 'Northern Lights', even though it seemed to come from the far east, across the ocean. This ominous light show lasted for all of fifteen minutes before it ceased all together. Skimming the ocean waters, a horde of cultists entered Luceti, cloaked by darkness. Upon reaching the entrance to the tunnels, their leader stepped inside and was followed one by one by his fellow cultists. When the last had entered, the tunnel entrance closed. Across the mountains, the entrance to the tunnels in the village did the same.

Midnight passed without incident, but by three in the morning, the change suddenly came. Minds were altered, forms were changed, and buildings sprang from nowhere.

Much later, on August 2nd, morning settled on a changed village, the new mayor made his way to his mansion with his pair of adorable dobermans at either side of him. The sun shined bright. It was a good day to be a Lucetian.

Note: There will be a stand alone log for the homecoming dance. There will be another log for the second stage of the event.

Comments

[welnares]

You looked upset . . . Ah, wait, does that mean you really would punch me in the face if I made you angry enough? This hurts, you know!

[blackteriques]

I'm not ruling out the possibility just because it's never happened! [He rolls his eyes, finally letting his hand drop back to his side.] And if it hurts, maybe you should put something on it.

[Too bad they probably don't have any ice available.]

[welnares]

[Oh, Walter, he thought he knew you so well.]

Fine – where's the ice? . . . Do we have any left?

[He's pretty sure they used up what few ice cubes they had left on Walter's birthday.]

[blackteriques]

[Best friends know when punching is necessary. Hmph.]

...I think we used the last of it last night.

[And having Oscar walk around with a frozen box of corn to his face would be awful.

It'd be a waste of a perfectly good frozen box of corn.]

[welnares]

Hm . . .

[His face would be a portable microwave in that context, okay.]

I'll just go like this, then. It'll stop hurting later.

[blackteriques]

[...Yeah, no.]

You think you're going to get off that easy? After all the times you've dragged me to the hospital for every little thing?

[welnares]

[??]

That was so you could see Mia. I don't have a girlfriend at the hospital.

[blackteriques]

We didn't go every time to see Mia! [Okay, that may be just a little defensive.]

[welnares]

But we did go to see her.

[Walter's little crush is so cute.]

[blackteriques]

[Sadly, it's not a very "little" crush anymore with how many times they've been going.]

Well-- yes. But that's besides the point!

[welnares]

[And Oscar will abruptly nod right there.]

All right. Let's go – to the hospital.

[blackteriques]

What-- Just like that?

[Way to make a guy feel like he was played, Oscar.]

[welnares]

If we're lucky, we'll get an appointment with Mia. That's what you want, isn't it?

[blackteriques]

[...He's not going to dignify that with an answer.]

Go take a shower!

[welnares]

Ah, right, right. [Oscar shrugs out of Walter's grip and starts to make his way to the washroom.] After all, we can't afford to have me stinking up your meeting with Mia!

[blackteriques]

[Walter takes the towel that's been hanging around his shoulders and balls it up as best he can, hurling it at the back of Oscar's head.]

Hurry up!

[welnares]

I'm hurrying!

[Thanks for the towel. He's grabbing that as it falls from hitting his head.

He will be done very soon, for the sake of Walter's love-stricken heart.]

[blackteriques]

[Meanwhile, Walter will grumble and slowly get over his sour, flustered mood -- especially as it sinks in that he's going to get to see Mia again.

After he's finished changing and getting ready, in his factory uniform and everything, he'll sit on the edge of his bed with the bedroom door open, waiting for Oscar with a focused, closed-eyes expression.]

[welnares]

[When Oscar, too, is tidied up and ready for work (as best as can be, with a face like his right now), he heads straight for Walter's room, where he leans against the open doorway. It's rather funny, the way Walter reacts to this sort of thing. But even grown men can act silly when it comes to this sort of thing, he supposes.]

Are you ready to see Mia?

[blackteriques]

[Walter lifts his head at Oscar's questions, brows already pinching together ... almost apprehensively. But the expression quickly disappears behind a frown, and he grabs his wallet and slaps at Oscar's arm as he pushes to exit his room.]

You were taking a long time.

[welnares]

[Whatever you say, Walter. Oscar is just going to follow along with a shrug, because this is typical.

So typical.

Now for Mia – ]