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

[goddamnrain]

[Great.

Just great.]

Funny. Looks open to me. Might need your eyes checked.

[Yes, Norman. Mouth off. When you're already injured. To the guy much larger than you.

Good plan.]

[snikting]

[Logan may not be tall, but he's certainly larger when it comes to sheer muscle. The guy is built, a testament to the grueling work the factory puts him through.]

Go home. Ain't no sense in gettin' hurt.

[To prove he means business, Logan shoves Norman's shoulder.]

[goddamnrain]

Someone already beat you to the punch, there, buddy.

[What's worse is he knows these men. He's worked alongside them. He just... couldn't afford to stand with them. Didn't dare.]

Just let me through.

[snikting]

[A few others come around behind Logan now that they see what's going on.]

So you can go in there an' do our job? I don't think so, bub. It ain't just the Cathies starving us. It's you scabs that are helping.