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

[theboywiththebook]

[Oh Layton. If the man had wanted to avoid the crazy, this was probably not the way to do it. Of course, Henry is not going to hide anything about himself either.]

Like what exactly?

[reminded]

Your hobbies or family, perhaps?

[theboywiththebook]

If you mean like if my family's here, they aren't. Some of them are back in Storybrooke, Maine. The others...I'm not so sure.

But, I like to read. Or...I did until I got stuck with a penalty. I do like to practice with swords though.

[reminded]

[Storybrook Main? He can't say he knows it.]

Swords? As in fencing?

[theboywiththebook]

Yeah, something like that. At least, I think that's what it is. That's the kind of fighting with the really skinny blade, right?

[reminded]

Typically, yes. I suppose you could fence with any type of blade, but it might become difficult with more weight. Who do you practice with?

[theboywiththebook]

I practice with just about anyone who gave me help. Richard was someone who helped me. He's got blond hair and it's pretty long.

If you asked him about it though, he probably wouldn't remember who I am.

[reminded]

[Convenient.]

A largely informal affair, then. What drew your interest to the sport to begin with? It's rare to see one so young pursuing a discipline in earnest.