Post-Event Blues

[lucetimods]

Who: Everybody, everybody!
What: The battle is won. Now what?
When: The eleventh, twelfth, and onward
Where: Luceti
Summary: With Zompano dead and the cultists routed, Luceti is restored. Kind of.
Rating: F for Feels

On the eleventh, things were slowly breaking down. Memories of their true lives were breaking through. The village, scarred by the battle with the cultists, began to rebuild itself. Community buildings that had vanished were returned to their rightful places. The battle dome was uncovered from the earth that had covered it. Hundreds and hundreds of fake homes slowly faded away. Paved roads gave way to trees and grass. It was an incredible sight for anyone who was willing to sit aroun and watch it happen.

Things wouldn't be easy for the villagers, though. The memories perpetuated by the last ten days would not be easily removed. The feelings and hatreds it had created would take time to conquer and remove. Perhaps, in a way, that was Zompano's nastiest trick of all. The village itself may heal from his invasion, but it would take far more than a few Shifts to fix the people left behind.

Towards the end of the day, their wings returned. Much like some of the buildings, they seemed to just reappear, as if they had never been gone. Their barcodes became visible again as a singular reminder that they were, ultimately, just the property of another entity who as a whole were not much better than Count Zompano.

By the twelfth, the village looked as though nothing had ever happened. Sure, the contents of buildings might have been messed up or destroyed during the battles, but things were otherwise as they were supposed to be. The night before, people would have had to find their old beds to go sleep in, as they no longer possessed the old ones granted to them in another life.

The village was peaceful.

Modly Note: That wraps up the event. As noted in the prose above, you have the option to play up the after effects of the event more than in other ones. While it won't have the same impact universally, the Shift was constructed in such a way that people may have difficulty shaking off the emotions they developed during the event. In effect, it was a cruel send off to Luceti so they would have to deal with the loathing and hatred that came with the less desirable parts of it. Of course, that means the feelings of familial bonds will also persist for awhile as well. It's up to you, as players, to decide how much or little to play with it!

Comments

[alloys]

Not exactly my favorite trend, either. [ There's a long pause as he considers Kurt. ] Do you know why I'm here?

[wildbluevagner]

[His joking grin fades to a knowing frown. Anything he hadn't made out during the event, Rogue had told him afterwards.]

Yeah. I do. It's one of the worst things that could've happened at a time like that. And... It's why I feel so relieved now that you're okay.

[alloys]

[ That saves him from explaining - which is good, considering he doesn't even remember the instance itself. ]

She's gonna beat herself up about it. Do me a favor and try to keep her from doing it too much.

[wildbluevagner]

[He goes on with a tone that's joking but strained.]

If you think you have to ask me that, then you must never have read the 'little brother' manual. Trust me... I'm on it.

[alloys]

...Thanks. [ That's sincere, surprisingly enough. ] She'll need it.

[wildbluevagner]

I know. What about... you, though? Do you need anything?

[alloys]

[ He shrugs a shoulder. ] Wouldn't mind those poptarts you've got there.

[wildbluevagner]

Of course. You know, when it comes to recovering from getting absorbed, there's no better cure than pop-tarts. [He cracks a slight smile as he takes one out to hand to Tony - and one for himself.]

[alloys]

[ He grins uneasily back at that, taking the poptart in hand. ]

Good thing you came along, then.

[wildbluevagner]

[It's easier for him to joke about it - having been on the receiving end himself in the past.]

Hey... the fuzzy man's on the job. [And he holds his own pop tart up towards Tony's.] Cheers?

[alloys]

[ He holds up his poptart in turn. ]

Cheers.

[wildbluevagner]

[And he taps the tarts together before he goes to take his bite.]

At least the worst is over with. You'll be back on your feet in no time.