Luceti Valley - The Second Log

[lucetimods]

Who: Everyone
What: The second part of the experiment. Things begin to unravel.
When: August 7th - August 10th
Where: Luceti itself
Summary: Check out the mod post for more. This covers Day 6-9!
Rating: Varies with thread. Please move explicit stuff to appointments post with appropriate warnings.

Luceti Valley continued in its own merry little way. The rich got richer, the poor got poorer. A new tax hike had ensured increasing animosity between both groups, despite the protests of the every charitable Lord Mayor. But on the sixth day, something happens and people begin to notice things are unusual. Idle thoughts that if thought about too much is bound to get you a visit to the police station for an hour or so. Or worse, it may just get you committed.

Meanwhile, the asylum continues to gain more and more patients. Those that are trapped there will find escaping difficult, but there may be more to this place than they first assumed...

On the tenth, battle breaks out across Luceti Valley. People begin to exhibit powers and abilities they didn't know they had. The police begin rounding up these people to lock up. If they resist, its bound to come to blows. Even though no one has regained their memories of their true self yet, it becomes apparent that some trickery is afoot, even if they might not know the source or why.


Note: This is the second log! There will be a third and final event log for the aftermath. There will also be two separate logs specifically for finding John and defeating Zompano. For those of you that signed up, we'll be randomizing the results and replying to the selected characters later tonight. In the meantime, keep enjoying the event! If you have questions, direct them here.

Comments

[ablankpage]

I remember what I think is reality. After three rounds with those treatments, I don't really know what's real and what isn't at this point.

[But he isn't dismissive of the idea. He still has vivid memories of Luceti. That's long-term. That memory is solid. More solid, at least.]

[descrier]

[ She knows her memories are real; she remembers home and here and there isn't a Shift to keep her muddled within the realms of derealization. Her thoughts become an action as she touches the crook of her arm, feeling the scars from the two years of torture she spent. ]

There's a theory... that the entirety of this is a simulation of some sort. [ Her eyebrows are furrowed as she looks at him. ] If that is true, then what really constitutes as real?

[ablankpage]

Then there's no reason to be pacing and worrying, is there? If this is just a simulation, there's nothing to fear.

[Except his voice is cold. Bordering on mocking her. Because she is afraid. So is he. If it's real enough to fear, it's real enough to him.]

[descrier]

[ He almost reminds her of Krycek, who left her in the panic of Fort Marlene with no way out. Fear and anger rises up in her throat, but... despite his tone, he's right. If it all is a simulation, nothing here can hurt her.

Nothing here can help her, either. ]

That's easier said than done.