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Event - Connectivity


Connectivity

➥ Misinformed

Black background with the numbers 404 written in bold white text, the numbers are glitching and fragmented
(cw: theft, home invasion, paranoia)

The years have gone missing. Something's taking the books and papers from homes and libraries, even shops. Tracking it headed your way. -CP

You might be one of those the cryptic message is delivered to directly if you met and worked with Cindy Parsons, a local newscaster from Wolf Pen, WV. They seem to be making good on a promise to help a select few out after the people of ADI stopped an apocalypse ritual on their doorstep. If you didn't get a direct message, you might hear murmurs of it from various sources around ADI HQ. Gossip has a way of spreading, especially when there's some potential supernatural threat in it.

Sure enough, for intrepid researchers, they'll be able to find news reports of a strange series of threats heading from West Virginia toward Gloucester, starting with Cindy's reporting about a town about 20 miles north of Wolf Pen. Every book and newspaper, whether physical or digital, that was published in the year 2020 seems to have disappeared within certain towns. Local police are flummoxed.

And then it hits Gloucester.

The public library puts out a request for any information on the missing materials as well as a request for donations to replace their books and other printed materials. Who would do this? While replacing digital items is time-consuming and costly, the physical copies of things are even harder to manage, especially with so many libraries in the region being hit by this effect. The year 2020 has been wiped out.

Everyone will find that their own personal libraries/information stores have been picked clean, as well. Homes that seem secure will always have some sort of evidence of potential breaking and entering. However safe you thought you were in your home, however safe your coveted knowledge, it can disappear in an instant.

The library has requested volunteers assist in raising money for them to replace everything as quickly as possible, in the event the knowledge fiends who did this can't be found. Community-minded individuals might defy ADI's guidance and take up their own volunteer efforts, interacting with locals to knock on doors, start a bake sale, or start some kind of money-making activity to assist the library.

Those with more caution in their step will be tasked by ADI with searching Dogtown for the missing materials. They have a hunch about this. Maybe it will prove fruitful.


➥ Misplaced

A black background with a picture of shattered blue-tinted glass, the shards of the glass suggest a spherical shape to the original object
(cw: cuts, wounds, foreign objects embedded in flesh, supernaturally-induced apathy)

un: gracefully
Everyone, this is Neil Grace, Head of Security. We have a problem on our hands. A field agent recently returned to Gloucester with a cursed artifact that shattered upon entry into town. This field agent failed to inform anyone for several days as they tried to fix the problem themselves. They are being dealt with.

What we know right now is that the artifact was a crystal, something associated with the Lonely. It may be responsible for the recent disappearance of printed materials from around Gloucester and elsewhere in the country. I've attached a location pin that should give you the point for where the crystal shattered. We're getting reports that people living in that area are displaying unusual behavior. Please work in teams of at least two. Be careful, and avoid touching crystal pieces where possible.

- Neil


It's easy enough to find the park where the shattering happened. There's an unnatural quiet and emptiness throughout the park with pockets of sound. Eagle-eyed (or just persistent) individuals will be able to track down shards of crystal that have embedded themselves into trees and along the ground. Given the distance they seem to be from the initial shatter point, it's clear some supernatural force was involved in flinging these things.

Anyone spending a decent amount of time at or around the park will begin to note that it's not just the environment that's off here, but some of the people, too. That guy you spotted on a bench, ostensibly watching some squirrels? He hasn't moved. It's hard to tell if he's even breathing, but approach him, and he'll glance up before looking away again. There's no affect on his face, no real engagement. Trying to talk to him will garner painfully slow and mono-syllabic responses. There's just no life or personality to him. And the longer you talk, the more the cold seeps in. It's getting harder to care about what you were doing. Maybe this guy has it right. Just do nothing. Stop trying.

You might still spot the wound on his neck and the glinting shard of crystal that seems to be embedded there. But do you even want to bother? It's hard to summon the will to do so when the important things stop mattering and thoughts of other people slip away.


➥ Missed Connections

A piece of lined paper with indistinct cursive letters written on it in black ink, two lines have been written and a pen tip is pointed down into the paper, starting a third
(cw: socioeconomic disaster; scarcity)

There aren't further network communications regarding the state of the search for the crystal shards...because sometime in the afternoon after Neil's message goes out, there simply aren't any more network communications at all. As the day goes on, the initial assumption is that ADI's internet provider is falling down on the job, leaving headquarters, official housing, and ADI-networked devices without access. The same is true over at Bonnie's Flophouse, though, and local staff soon realize and reveal that their own home internet and phone services are no longer working. All internet, cell phone, and landline services are down for the count...making it a little difficult to immediately figure out just how widespread the problem is.

It's treated as a minor inconvenience around ADI for the first few days. Surely things will get back up and running soon, everyone will get a rote apology from their service providers, and it will turn out to be the result of vandals or some accident taking down a major fiber optic cable–it wouldn't be the first time that's happened in the USA. There's a lot of grumbling around the offices thanks to frustration over lack of access to electronic records and the need to tramp all over the building to track down a coworker and speak face to face instead of shooting off a quick message. Around Gloucester, businesses either close their doors or muddle through on a cash-only basis, reluctantly writing off a day or two of profits while they await the internet's return.

Except it simply...doesn't. Days turn into a week, and then two. What struck most as an inconvenience becomes a quiet, ongoing catastrophe. Hospitals and emergency services resort to whatever handheld radios they can get their hands on to deal with what patients they aren't able to reschedule or send out of town, with pharmacies and medical and veterinary offices scrambling to re-establish lines of communication via overworked staff physically relaying written messages across town. The supply chain all but grinds to a halt, so even after most local businesses reopen on a cash-only basis, shelves begin to go bare, leading to a panicked rush on what remains–mainly, over-the-counter medication and non-perishable food get bought up at accelerated rates and become increasingly scarce within Gloucester. Local banks are swarmed by residents attempting to withdraw what limited stores of cash are available, and even trusted customers who are able to access their accounts face days-long waiting periods. What's worse, the outage makes it impossible for ADI's off-worlders to access their salaries within Gloucester: the prepaid debit cards ADI uses to distribute payments can't be accepted by businesses and cash advance services have been toppled by the outage.

The outage includes Gloucester, Dogtown, and the surrounding small towns that rely on Gloucester for most of their services, but outside a certain radius it seems things are business as usual for the rest of the country (aside from national interest in Gloucester's strange ongoing disaster). It's possible to reach an area with internet and phone service within a day's drive in order to get cash and supplies from outside banks and businesses, but within a week the knock-on effects begin, with panic-buying and panic-withdrawals making supplies and cash increasingly hard to come by in the surrounding area. Within a week ADI begins doing their best to provide cash payment to staff in need, but the company and the banks on which it relies simply don't have enough cash on hand to pay out everyone's weekly salaries in full.

There are, indeed, apologies from service providers, their public statements provided both via the internet for the world at large, and via fliers within Gloucester. At first these apologies come alongside promises that services will be restored shortly, though there's a conspicuous lack of a promised timeline. As the outage drags on, though, the apologetic messages become more and more vague about what's being done to fix it, promising only that they are giving the matter their full attention.

There was a time when the world did not rely on the internet to function, and there are worlds where that's still the case. Here and now, though, it's becoming more and more clear how heavily everyone relies on those connections.


➥ Without a Trace

hand drawn picture of a the right side of a woman’s face, the left side, edges, and right ear are dispersing like tendrils of smoke
(cw: reality warping, memory loss, potential for gaslighting or misperceptions of self or reality)

Memory is such a delicate thing. It shapes everything from interactions to perception to sense of self, and yet can be malleable to all sorts of things: our conviction, another’s perception, or even injury.

It might not be noticeable at first, when the changes come. It might be little things here and there, barely worth commenting on like a misplaced pen. Maybe you don’t remember that restaurant being there….yet when you step inside, they greet you like you’ve been a regular for months. Maybe that coworker you’ve been chatting with daily is now a stranger. Maybe your best friend slowly fades out of thought and mind. Even if you knew them before arriving here.

Do you even remember the world you came from anymore? Do you truly?

For other people,it might be instantaneous. Waking up one morning reveals things aren’t as they should be, as friends and worlds simply vanish from your thoughts. There’s no rhyme or reason or promise that those who so adamantly claim to know you aren't simply lying. After all, everyone knows how insidious this place can be. Why….you’ve been here longer than most, haven’t you? You’d surely know better.


➥ Mod Notes
  • GENERAL - Players are welcome to play background NPCs for themselves when they are needed in a thread. If you need more information on general behavior for these types of NPCs, please feel free to ask! In general, the information provided in the prompts should be sufficient and ordinary people will act like… ordinary people! Although, the people of Gloucester seem to be becoming more and more aware of supernatural phenomenon and they are frightened by it. You're welcome to make up any details beyond that for your specific scene. Also, please remember that character deaths are permanent and plan accordingly!

  • MISINFORMED (16 January - Ongoing) - The books/newspapers/printed materials are simply gone from Gloucester. No amount of searching will dig them up, unfortunately. It's clearly some supernatural force that's removed them. The evidence of a break-in to their residence/wherever they're keeping their things will vary from very obvious to subtle, depending on what might invoke the most dread in a particular individual. ADI personnel will be particularly on alert at HQ as there seems to be evidence of a break-in there, as well, even if they can't trace the source.

    Characters will need to reacquire things if they lost them from their personal library, and the Gloucester (and ADI) libraries being short on materials from 2020 will be an ongoing issue for the foreseeable future as replacements are tracked down. Characters who wish to volunteer are free to create whatever money-making endeavors they see fit. ADI leadership will be disapproving due to the potential danger associated with community outreach like that, but they're not going to actively stop anyone. Players are welcome to say their efforts are successful, but they should not be raising tens of thousands of dollars here. The locals of Gloucester are middle class for the most part, but they don't have that kind of spending money. Those who wish to investigate Dogtown, instead, are encouraged to submit search requests on the Dogtown Search page.

  • MISPLACED (17-31 January) - The shards have been flung improbably far afield with characters able to find them all over the park. It's not just people in the park at the moment who seem to have been hit with the shards, either. Teams might find themselves knocking on doors after spotting shattered windows or the like, only to find people who can't seem to be bothered to do anything about the damage or their situation. The apathy effect vanishes once the shard is removed from a person, but holding it will produce a lower grade apathy as well as a sense of emptiness in the person holding it. Smashing the crystals into smaller pieces will just scatter low-grade apathy across the ground for anyone to track into their homes.

  • MISSED CONNECTIONS (17-31 January) - Any access to internet or phone services during this period will require a long drive out of town to reach an area beyond the spread of the outage. There's no physical cause for the outage to be found–anyone who travels out to find out what's happening with the effects to restore the internet will find the service providers just as baffled and frustrated as anyone else.

  • WITHOUT A TRACE (17-31 January) - Any memory can be lost, from the details of a person’s world, to their friends and family, or even lovers. How quickly the changes take is up to player discretion, but the changes can be reversed through reminders of attachments to other people, places, or things. Help from those close to people is encouraged! On the other hand, players are welcome to keep any memory losses they would like; however, any formative memories that are lost that would drastically change a character's personality from their canon presentation will be returned at the conclusion of the event. Permanent losses can be important memories, but please refer to Rule #4 in Apocalypse How's ruleset. "Characterization must be consistent with canon/the original story the character is from, when taking into account in-game developments. Characters should be recognizable as the character throughout their tenure in the game."

semilethal: (89.875.52)

[personal profile] semilethal 2023-02-24 03:50 pm (UTC)(link)
-yes? Obviously I seriously do want that, because when you asked if you could help me up, I said no! [Actually you know what in fact, now he's maybe actually irritated about this, which is weird when he's been spending the last few hours listless on the ground. Stands under his own power now, and crosses his arms real tight so he maybe doesn't feel so cold?? Where did his hoodie go] This is just like when we got caught- you know, I didn't ask you to try and take the fall for me. What was that supposed to be anyway?
semilethal: (im fuckin dead yo)

[personal profile] semilethal 2023-02-24 04:30 pm (UTC)(link)
[Well they said what they said and they meant what they said]

You were purportedly locked in the throes of passion with your fiancé upon arrival. [yall were fuckin lmao]
ruevealing: (every heartbreak)

1/2

[personal profile] ruevealing 2023-02-24 05:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[blink]
ruevealing: (i make love  ♪)

2/2

[personal profile] ruevealing 2023-02-24 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
What are you saying!?

[Even feathers do nothing to hide their immediate blush]

I would not - Why would you know - I-I am not even engaged!
heyunderoos: (No!/No way dude/argue/HC era)

[personal profile] heyunderoos 2023-02-24 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[The power of irritation wins the day.

Peter at least takes the hint to back off, still openly frustrated with the entire conversation.
] You're been affected by the crystals, at least I assumed you were. I didn't want to just leave you out here!

I know you didn't ask! I just wanted to make sure you didn't lose the chance to do your research, okay? I didn't know how badly they were going to actually punish us.
thefinalpower: (POWER14)

[personal profile] thefinalpower 2023-02-25 02:21 am (UTC)(link)
What would you know of selling ruses, human! Humans are notoriously bad at ruses!

[ she may be projecting a little! ]
heyunderoos: (Skeptial/Side eye/Excuse me)

[personal profile] heyunderoos 2023-02-25 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
If I tell you about the ruses I do, they wouldn't be ruses for long would they-?

[Peter is trying here, ok.] You have to commit to them and not reveal them.
thefinalpower: (POWER38)

[personal profile] thefinalpower 2023-02-25 02:57 am (UTC)(link)
[ THE MOST SUSPICIOUS OF SQUINTS... is he trying to reverse-ruse her?! is that what's happening! ]

Just like a human, to be so deceptive.

[ Wait, didn't she just say humans were bad at ruses? Nevermind! ]

... 'Tis no concern of mine, anyway. Do what you will. [ Sorry, that apathy is still hitting hard! ]
ruevealing: (and I am playful)

[personal profile] ruevealing 2023-02-25 03:29 am (UTC)(link)
[That's true! The impossible doesn't seem quite so impossible under these circumstances they find themselves under.

If nothing else, Rue believes that John's words. He looks utterly confused and unsure of himself. The last of their irritation melts away, leaving a small, worried pinch between their feathery brows.]


Perhaps. I believe that most of those in this place come from elsewhere. Some from other worlds, some from other times. I do not know the rhyme or reason for how anyone ends up here.
ruevealing: (i am grateful)

[personal profile] ruevealing 2023-02-25 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[Look, Rue doesn't know much about programming anything, but they'll trust Donnie on this one.]

I was quite lightheaded, but that may have been from the, ah, excitement. [read: panic] Besides that, I was unharmed.
ruevealing: (like an angel)

[personal profile] ruevealing 2023-02-25 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh! Rue is not usually complimented on their more animalistic features. Without their feathers, they can't quite hide the soft blush of delight warming their cheeks.]

You're too kind. We must have lunch or take tea on property at some point. If only to see one another for our true selves.

[And even without knowing the woman really, Rue feels like this is a very big gesture from Power.]

Thank you. As long as he consented, I would love to pet him. I've always been fond of cats.
thefinalpower: (POWER26)

[personal profile] thefinalpower 2023-02-25 04:28 am (UTC)(link)
Getting mauled never is! I try not to let it happen very often.

[ Power, at least, is used to being able to come back from grievous injuries by drinking blood, but it still hurts!! ]
ruevealing: (and my beautiful heart)

[personal profile] ruevealing 2023-02-25 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Rue isn't a stranger to the art of subtle manipulations. They've lived among the fey their whole life, have only known half-truths and loopholes since they were a cub.

But the stranger's soft voice, the way she plucks Rue's rising worry like a string works far better than the sharp, cruel lies of faeries.]


Pray, would you be able to help me?
haircaring: (talk about what)

[personal profile] haircaring 2023-02-25 04:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[ She's a weird-ass demon kid who was literally writing on the walls but you know what, could be worse. As far as roommates go.

Steve updates this Denji from her buddy to her best friend, though. In his mental notes. Once you hit affectionate "smells and has truly awful taste in human women," you've stepped up out of buddy territory.

Pens, paper, tape... What do devils eat? He'll have to ask, he guesses. Make sure he gets that.

It's-

It kinda really sucks to watch the memory blip happen in real time. ]


We... Denji? [ Gestures to wall??? Damn now he can't even be like 'it didn't help.' ] Your friend? Smells bad, steals your cat?
sathan: (pic#14801528)

[personal profile] sathan 2023-02-25 04:44 pm (UTC)(link)
I could. I've known the strength of... difficult artefacts before. Locating the pieces and removing them would be just a simple spell.

( she pauses, a pretend hesitation )

But getting enough power to do that... may be less pleasant. After all we need fear.
friendsfordinner: (to ourselves)

[personal profile] friendsfordinner 2023-02-25 05:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Very often means it happened before.

[ Look, he's just SAYING........ ]
setthetone: (124)

[personal profile] setthetone 2023-02-25 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
So I guess that means strange beings exist in your world, huh?

[Once again he wonders if maybe they do exist back in his Chicago and he was just lucky enough to never have encountered them.]

Where are you from?
sathan: (pic#14801529)

[personal profile] sathan 2023-02-25 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
( there's a slight tilt of her head over a nod, not explicitly agreeing with his statement just not disagreeing )

Greendale. ( currently, hell formally and preferably, but that's not knowledge she's passing to these mortals. mortals so unaware ) Strange beings aren't precisely what I'd term them, though.
cuttypie: (Happy - of most excellent fancy)

[personal profile] cuttypie 2023-02-26 12:42 pm (UTC)(link)
Luka?

...who's Luka?

Even now, his memories are fading, even though he knew his name moments before.

Is that his human name? How...quaint. It sounds nice, though, he supposes. As good a name as any.

"Okay, fine, there is something," he says, figuring he has to play this a little smarter since this man knew him. He looks around, like he's worried, and motions for him to follow him around a corner, to a more quiet alley.

"But I can't tell you in public. It's...important."
Edited 2023-02-26 12:43 (UTC)
setthetone: (30)

[personal profile] setthetone 2023-02-26 12:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Later, Carter will be so angry with himself for how stupid he's being right now.

Knowing something was obviously amiss but still following Luka into the alley.

Then again, it's not an unreasonable request with everything that's been going on, is it? Luka has to be careful, they have to be careful while waning him off the Stranger's influence. So he walks with him, looking back over his shoulder to make sure they're alone.

"Why didn't you just give me a call? I could have ducked out early."

That, and the strange look on his face...

"Wait, you're not out here feeding, are you?"
Edited 2023-02-26 12:50 (UTC)
cuttypie: (Angry - and by opposing end them)

[personal profile] cuttypie 2023-02-26 12:55 pm (UTC)(link)
"I was very busy, so I couldn't..."

It almost sounds like a normal conversation.

It almost sounds just like Luka.

Almost.

But then Carter mentions feeding and that means he knows. Immediately Luka's hand goes out and grabs his collar, pushing him up against a wall.

"You really shouldn't have said anything..."
Edited 2023-02-26 12:56 (UTC)
setthetone: (negative - voices)

[personal profile] setthetone 2023-02-26 01:03 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wh--"

His back protests when he hits the wall and his eyes widen in surprise.

"What are you doing?!"

Should he have expected this? Maybe he should have expected this.

He knows what Luka is, what he can do, but... things had been looking up lately, Luka making progress trying to stay away from the feedings, Luka going on a date with him, Luka wrapping his arms around him...
cuttypie: (Angry - for in that sleep of death)

[personal profile] cuttypie 2023-02-26 01:09 pm (UTC)(link)
There's a chuckle.

It's low and velvety, not Luka at all but someone else, something else that's wearing his face and stolen his voice.

He seems quite amused at Carter, playing with his prey.

"You're very beautiful even now," he says, in that same, low voice. "I want to see what you look like after I feed. Maybe you'll be even more beautiful."

And with that, his forms shifts and blurs, as he lets go of Carter's collar--
cuttypie: (Sad - hue of resolution)

[personal profile] cuttypie 2023-02-26 01:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I think so, ADI makes sure that those things are contained, so we run into them here and there. I'm sure we haven't found them all yet.

[...should he be worried.]
setthetone: ([s10] negative - terrified)

cw: addiction, needles, blood

[personal profile] setthetone 2023-02-26 07:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Luka - not Luka, this isn't Luka, this can't be Luka - lets go of him and Carter is ready to bolt because he needs to get away from here, needs to get away from him--

-- but it's already to late because his form shifts and changes and Carter stares, transfixed, finding himself unable to take another step, to get away.

The forms shift and blur and there is Sobriki glaring at him and there's Lucy staring at him and she's covered in blood, there's so much blood and from somewhere he hears her voice, forget it, Carter - and then it finally settles, chooses the thing to show him and...

... he's staring back at himself.

It's another Carter, a different Carter, broken, emaciated, wrecked with addiction. There's a terrible look on his face, harsh and mean. His eyes sunken in, glassy and with dark circles. His hair a little wild, face unshaved.

He's grinning. There's a syringe in his hand and he's stepping closer.

I miss us, John. I know you miss us. You should let me out. I'm waiting. I'm coming.

Carter stares back at the apparition, eyes wide and terrified.

"No!"

He stumbles back into the wall, trying to get away, his heart racing in his chest, his fear spiking.

You can't fight me. We both know it. You want it too much. You want it SO much.

Closer, closer, and he's aiming with the syringe as if to stab him with it and Carter covers his head and screams--

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