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MODS ([personal profile] majorarc) wrote in [community profile] arcanarumlogs2012-12-02 11:19 am
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[EVENT] The Visitations

Who: All Characters
When: November 29-December 19
Where: Your Home
What: The Visits
Warnings: For language and other dark elements.


This is going to go a certain way! Each time there is a visitation by a ghost, we will post a thread. Then, we will respond to that thread, if you indicate you want us to do so, or if you will have other characters in the thread. Remember, the Ghost of Christmas Past will have all your characters in the same moment of time, so if you want to be able to interact with each other, go ahead. Additionally, you will be viewing the moment in time that your denizen was killed from a third person perspective, so you can meet up with anyone during that time, but you cannot talk to your denizen. Once your denizen is dead, you are free to move around the island.

During the viewing with the Ghost of Christmas Present, you will be in the same situation, but only able to view things within your own canon. This means you can’t really speak to anyone but the NPC of the Ghost, which will be played by the mods.

For when The World shows up, we will have a separate thread for her and Kuma will be responding to you with her. You can freely talk to anyone here as well, in the game.

If there are any questions please respond to the thread provided below.
puppyface: (it's alright)

[personal profile] puppyface 2012-12-08 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
I did, I think... everyone did. I think the rulers are trying to throw us off.

[Well, that much was obvious, at least. Digging through his pockets, he grabs the communicator.]

At least we can get a hold of them with these, right?

[Hurriedly he sends Stiles a text, looking back up at Erica.]

...You, uh, need anything?

[personal profile] impenitent 2012-12-17 09:12 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, we can get in touch with them if they have them and if they're awake. [ She pauses, briefly. ] And if the rulers don't plan on screwing with the communication system the way they're screwing with our heads.

[ Her tone has more bite to it than she wishes it did, because she doesn't want to feel thrown by this. She doesn't want to see what happened to her denizen, she doesn't need to know these things. ]

I'm not about to go into full panic epilepsy mode, if that's what you mean. I'm just pissed, I'm not- [ She takes a breath. Alright. Literally no reason to be a bitch to him. ] I'm fine. Thanks. [ And, added after a moment, ] Are you okay?
puppyface: (he comes)

[personal profile] puppyface 2012-12-20 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
Being upset's not exactly okay.

[He shifts, shoving his hands into his pockets, ignoring his communicator for a few seconds.]

I don't think you're... unable to do this or anything, just because you have your epilepsy back, Erica. I'm worried cos you're important to all of us. You didn't do anything to deserve this, either- I just don't want you to get hurt. From epilepsy or anything else.

[Giving a heavy sigh, Scott scratches the back of his neck, uncomfortable. If only he could just get them all back home...]

[personal profile] impenitent 2012-12-29 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ If he got them all home, Erica would kiss him square on the mouth in thanks. ]

I- Okay. [ She wants to argue, wants to roll her eyes and brush off the important comment, the fact that she doesn't deserve this. Because hasn't she always done that, hasn't she heard the same thing from her family?

But Scott isn't family, he doesn't come with that same level of obligation to appease her. So it's with a certain level of hesitance that she gives any inclination of believing him, but- ]


Thanks. For the concern, I mean.
puppyface: (Default)

[personal profile] puppyface 2012-12-29 01:49 am (UTC)(link)
You don't have to thank me. It's kind of nice pretending you'd be concerned too.

[He laughs just a little- well, he was trying to be funny, honestly.]

...If you don't want to talk about it, it's fine. I...

[He frowns, then, shoving his hands deeper into his pockets.]

What'd I do to you that you don't trust me?