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❪ march event log: taken! ❫
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CW: This event log will contain descriptions and threads involving extreme violence, torture, and possible death. While we do not intend to push beyond any boundaries indicated in sign ups, players may opt out of any aspect of their group write-ups that they find uncomfortable.
Characters who have been assigned a role for this month's plot will find specific information about their groups and locations in headers below. We encourage that you thread among your groups within these headers, and as a reminder, only characters with plot roles may participate in rescue threads or hostage situations. All characters, however, are welcome to toplevel and tag in this log. To receive special commendation and be recognized as heroes in a future post, hostages and rescuers must submit a short summary of their event participation HERE by March 24th. OVERVIEW
While the riots and fanatic celebrating in Olympia and Wyver have subsided, neither city is naive enough to believe that life has yet returned to normal. There remains a tension among the citizens: not the slow simmer waiting to boil over that had preceded the aforementioned events, but an apprehension and fear that, despite the Royal Guard and Knightryder’s best efforts, the worst is yet to come.
In Olympia, as night falls on the 18th, their fears are proven true. With their previous attempts at revolution through the riots having fallen short, the anti-Simwe radicals in Olympia carry out a more covert operation in their efforts to seize power. Having compiled a list of persons of interest, observed them, gathered intel and taken efforts to ensure that their movements will not be tracked, the radicals strike on the night of the 18th. The entire operation is discrete, and one by one people go missing from streets, homes, and businesses. News that the kidnappings were a large scale operation doesn’t break in Olympia until the following day, but whispers have already travelled to a similar group of radicals in Wyver, who, fearing what a political coup in Olympia would mean for Wyver—or, more specifically how this could affect their chances to stage their own coup should Shanrian choose to step in—launch their own gambit for power with a similar scheme in the early hours of the 19th before dawn. Many are taken straight from their homes, or on their way to work. For all their historical tension and division, Olympia and Wyver aren’t that different once the authorities become aware of what has happened. Both cities remain on the alert. In Olympia, Simwe orders immediate action from the Royal Guard, eager to win over the loyalty of her citizens by showing her commitment to freeing the hostages, while in Wyver, Shanrian is equally quick to take action with the Knightryders. The Altar of Volkkra is one of the most sacred institutions in Wyver, and the threat of the radicals drawing followers using its banner is too great to ignore. ABDUCTIONS AND THE SEARCH  1. Radical groups in both cities have decided that certain citizens of their respective cities would prove to be valuable hostages. Perhaps you've been traveling between cities. Or maybe you've drawn their attention by being outspoken, excelling at your city job, or being an active citizen with a great reputation. What were you doing before you got snatched up? Did someone attempt to stop this terrible thing from happening, to no avail? Did you put up a valiant fight? Regardless of how it happened, you will be forcibly outfitted with an accessory that renders you completely powerless. The extremists are no strangers to magic, either. 2. Those that didn't sign up can still witness characters being abducted and attempt to stop it, though in the end they'll fail to stop the radicals. Characters who either witness these kidnappings or notice the absences can spread the word via missing persons posters, making calls to action, or embarking on searches. Characters that would ICly look for hostages but did not sign-up for the event can still go investigate, but will ultimately not find any kidnappers. All characters may also conduct investigations in locations not included in the clues. 3. With key figures around the cities abducted, several shops and organizations are left stressed and short-staffed. Characters may find themselves working long hours, and can volunteer to help the Guard/Nightryders as they're stretched thin, as well as other key locations such as the Institute, the Fields of the Exalted, etc. There are also children, elderly people, and pets who have been left without care, due to their guardians being kidnapped. Everyone is asked to lend a helping hand. TAKING CARE OF BUSINESS  1. As rescues take place, extremists will be fleeing the following locations: Simwe Institute, the Sanctuary, and the Royal Guard Academy for Olympia, and a cave high on Namarak Mountain, or an island tower off the coastline for Wyver. Characters that did not sign-up can still catch and round up fleeing radicals as hostages are rescued, with additional details on what the extremists in a particular region are capable of in the group details below. 2. Hostages, both NPC and PC, will be gradually found and recovered between March 18th to the 24th. With how harrowing the experience is, rescuers and abductees alike may require medical attention and a helping hand. Perhaps you hope to support them with a shoulder to lean on, or by being there on Natha Station when any dead awake. Either way, the extremists may be defeated, but morale across both cities has taken a hit. 3. Healing doesn't always mean taking care of just the physical harm. Affected people in the cities, both PCs and NPCs, may have significant emotional scars from their experience. These are much harder to heal, and may not be going away anytime soon, but the people are doing their best to provide happy distractions to those who were taken hostage. Acts of kindness are encouraged and appreciated. Perhaps you can cook a few meals to take a burden off their shoulders, organize a fundraiser to help with relief efforts, or read a book to someone in recovery. A little bit of your time may go a long way. FINAL OOC NOTES
Once again, hostages and rescuers may find detailed info on their scenarios in subheaders below. These may also be used as top levels for each group! Additionally, all characters, including those that did not sign up, are welcome to toplevel in this log.
For characters that are dying, please be sure to review the FAQ on death! We've updated it to provide more details for everyone this event. Don't forget to submit a summary of your event participation to guide our plot forward and earn influence with the NPCs! |
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That was when he heard the gunshot, glancing around just in time to saw who got hit. ]
No!!
[ Reign made to reach for the kidnapper standing beside Mephisto, intending to use his fangs instead to bite down on their neck, but found himself facing the demon again. He reeled back, utterly conflicted over what to do. ]
Mephisto, it's me. Reign.
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[But that still leaves Mephisto, clearly not in his right mind and grievously injured. The gunshot wound seems to be the least of his worries -- he's missing an eye, standing on a severely broken leg, and has so many cuts and bloodstains in his suit that it would be impossible to tell that it was originally all white.]
[By now, all these injuries were starting to take their toll. But he can't heal -- his powers only work on command while he's like this. So all he can do is suffer until he's snapped out of it.]
[And right now, calling his name doesn't seem to be enough. At least he's not attacking him?]
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Right now, his focus was on Mephisto. On a closer look, it was apparently just how wounded the demon was, and Reign couldn't understand why Mephisto had yet to heal himself. Was the demon's injuries so severe that it was taking a toll on him? ]
Mephisto, please, can you hear me? [ He stepped closer towards Mephisto, hyper alert for when or if the demon retaliate. ] I'm here to help. Let me help. [ By now his voice had turned to one of desperation, very nearly in tears. ]
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[At first it doesn't seem as though Reign's words are going to reach him. Not until he hears the word help. When he does, he seems to perk up a bit. And although his expression remains blank and vacant... he's started to cry.]
[But those aren't tears rolling down his cheeks. It's blood. It wells up in the corners of his remaining eye, staining it red and blurring his vision. But he still can't do anything, he can't move.]
[But words do come out. They're strained, as if it's taking a great deal of effort to get them out, to fight against the conditioning done by the kidnappers. But when he manages it, he utters--]
H-Help... me...
[He needs something. Anything other than the violence and pain he's been experiencing all this time. Spmething to reassure his mind that everything is okay.]
[Even if it'll probably end up being a lie.]
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But to see Mephisto like this, hear the broken tones of his voice, it hurt Reign, made his chest squeeze. He never thought to see Mephisto like this. The demon was always so strong and powerful, as if nothing could hurt him.
Reign gritted his teeth, raising his arms with the intention to hug Mephisto, but stopped himself in time. If he did so, it'll only further aggravate those wounds. So instead he placed his gloved hand on Mephisto's cheek, his thumb rubbing the red tears away, his free hand reaching out to take the demon's hand in his. ]
I'm here. It's going to be all right. Just listen to my voice. Focus on me. Can you do that?
[ As much as Reign was trembling on the inside, he needed to be strong. For Mephisto, for his friends, for those who still needed to be saved. ]
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[He starts to say something, but instead he finally staggers, falling forward against Reign and clinging to him as best he can manage.]
...R-Reign.
[He knows it's him. But that's all he can manage right now -- just enough to let him know he's "there" mentally now as well.]
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His own embrace around Mephisto was careful, arms slipping around the other's waist and supporting the demon's full weight. It truly scared Reign, to know that he may have lost one of his close friends. Hearing his name was probably the most beautiful sound right now. ]
Yes, it's me. I'm here. [ A small kiss was pressed to Mephisto's cheek, hoping the warmth could be transferred to Mephisto. The next course of action was to get Mephisto the treatment he needed. Pulling back slightly, Reign slung one of Mephisto's arm over his shoulder. ] Lean on me. We'll get you out of here, I promise.
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[He was standing before, so it might be easy to assume that he could probably walk with some help. But as his arm is slung over Reign's shoulder, it'll become increasingly clear that Mephisto is more or less falling slack in his grip, as if all the energy in his body went out at once.]
I need... to heal first.
[Look, he knows they're in danger as long as they're still here, and he of all people would like to get the hell out of dodge. But he'd also very much like to just flop on the ground and let his healing powers Do The Thing now that they aren't restricted by the command of the kidnappers.]
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[ With their height difference, it probably would have made it harder for Mephisto to walk with his arm over Reign's shoulder like that. Being as gentle as he could, Reign slowly lowered Mephisto onto the ground, helping the demon to lean back against the nearest wall. ]
Anything else you need help with?
[ He was going to stay and watch out for any extremists who decided to return and finish them off. ]
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[He's panting, and clearly weak. But if Reign thinks he'd even have the chance to move away, he'd be wrong. With a weak hand, Mephisto reaches up and holds only him -- his shirt, his arm, whatever he can touch -- and just keeps his hand there, likea lifeline to help keep his mind grounded.
Just... stay.
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He made to stand when he felt Mephisto's hand on his arm, and Reign nodded as he leaned back against the wall. ]
All right. I won't leave.
[ In fact, Reign will lay his head on Mephisto's shoulder, which hopefully wasn't as badly injured, giving as much of his body heat as possible to the demon. Whatever Mephisto needed, Reign will do his utmost best to provide. ]
Take as much time as you need. I'm not going anywhere.
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...they were controlling us. All this time... I couldn't use my powers to heal, let alone escape. I'm no stranger to pain, but this... this was...
[He takes in another breath, this one a bit more labored -- and he coughs when he breathes out.]
Ah... why am I saying all this. I don't think... I'm in my right mind yet. It hurts too much.
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Hearing the cough, Reign ran his hand down Mephisto's back, hoping to sooth the ache. It pained him to see Mephisto like this, so weak and vulnerable. ]
Then don't speak. Save your breath for your healing. You're safe now, that's all that matters.
[ If even a powerful being like Mephisto could be put under mind control like that, what did it say about the others who were kidnapped. The fear that had been building in Reign gradually morphed into anger, anger towards the extremists, anger towards whomever that had hurt his friends. But he snapped his thoughts out of it, pulling his mind back to Mephisto. ]
How are you feeling now?
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[That's what he says, but he doesn't look much better than before. Still, he pushes up off the ground (whether Reign tries to usher him to stop or not), testing whether he can put any pressure on his leg--]
[And then immediately cries out when he does, grabbing onto the wall for support.]
--what? But it should be... why does it still--
[He cuts off suddenly as he lurches forward, a hand clamping over his mouth. At first glance, it'd be easy to assume he was just getting sick--]
[But instead, blood begins to drip down through his fingertips. He chokes, coughing again and staggering against the wall, as blood begins to stream down from his nose and his one remaining eye.]
[However, unlike the tantalizingly sweet scent of fresh demon blood that Mephisto's been coated in this whole time, for a vampire like Reign, this blood will reek of death and rot. Like a corpse that'd been left to rot before being bled dry.]
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What was happening? Hadn't Mephisto healed most of the wounds? Shouldn't they at least close up, or at least to the point that he wouldn't bleed so much now? ]
What... what's happening? Why...
[ Then he smelled it, the sickly sweetness that was altogether different compared to Mephisto's usual delicious blood. This was the kind of stench that gradually smell worst that rot, and it turned Reign's stomach at the sight and scent. ]
Healer. We should get a healer.
[ But Reign was reluctant to leave Mephisto's side. Instead he removed the scarf tied around his neck, pressing it up against the side of Mephisto's face that was bleeding. ]
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[This isn't the first time it's happened this suddenly, either. Just how much time did he have left? Days? Hours? Minutes?]
R-Reign.
[He reaches out to grab Reign by the wrist, stopping him before he can start mopping up the blood on his face. He'll be able to see it now -- the skin on his fingertips bleeding and blistering, moving higher up along his wrist and arm.]
Don't do anything pointless. Even I'm not immortal. And at this rate... my human vessel isn't going to survive much longer.
[His voice is shaking, but he fights to keep it even and intelligible. The trembling from before was far stronger now, as the pain quickly started to overwhelm him.]
I don't want... to die down here. Take me somewhere else.
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What are you talking about? You're a demon. Demons don't die.
[ His own voice was trembling, not daring to believe what he was hearing. Mephisto was just delirious, right? Maybe it was the after effects of the mind control Mephisto had been under. However, he could hear the grain of truth in the demon's words. There was no point for Mephisto to lie to him. Even Reign knew how fragile a human's body was, and Mephisto currently living inside a human host. ]
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Some of the staffs tried to stop them, insisting that Mephisto not be moved elsewhere, but Reign was having none of it. Wherever Mephisto wanted to go, he'll take him there. He didn't even care if he was crying like some childish girl. ]
You're not going to die. You'll be —hic— fine.
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[When he sees Reign's tears, he reaches up as if to wipe them away -- but catches sight of his own bloodied hand and pulls it back.]
Even when the truth is right in front of you... you still deny it. How charming... you vampires really aren't that different from humans... are you?
[And with those words, he falls slack in Reign's arms, passing out.]
[It's probably more terrifying than seeing the blood, to see him suddenly go so still. But his breathing is labored enough to be audible, and though it looks painful, he's still breathing.]
[Ultimately, Reign won't have much choice. At the insistence of several Sanctuary staff who recognize him as Mipha's friend, and some convincing that his death would only be painful anywhere else, he's forced to leave Mephisto in the care of the staff there.]
[His condition is well beyond anything they've done before. Nothing less than Mipha's miracle healing could even have the hope of saving him now. But Mipha was still missing, and so all they could do was make him comfortable. His wounds are bandaged, he's given IV fluids... but even a full day later, somehow, he's still alive.]
[When Reign goes in to see him, he's hardly recognizable, aside from that signature curl to his hair. He's wrapped from head to toe like a mummy with only his one eye and mouth uncovered, the bandages already bleeding through -- and his body already so much thinner and weaker. The IV at his side ensures he's not in nearly as much pain as he could be, but it's clear this is a pretty terrible way to go.]
[Maybe he should have just died down there.]
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If Mephisto had wiped his tears with his bloody hand, Reign wouldn't have minded at all, though he couldn't help pouting through his tears at Mephisto's words. ]
What are you talking— Mephisto? Mephisto!
[ This time, Reign truly panicked, and even when the Sanctuary staffs came to help, insisting he let them treat him, Reign didn't let go until they convinced him otherwise. If he was going to be stubborn, Mephisto's death would have been on his hands. So Reign let go, allowing the staffs to take the demon away, not even allowed to be near until the treatment was done.
Reign knew he couldn't stay there and hamper the duties of the staffs. There was work to be done, other hostages to be seen to. It wasn't just Mephisto that needed tending to, but his friends as well. So despite his reluctance, Reign headed back to see what other help was required, as well as checking on his friends.
He barely slept the entire night, and the next day, one of the staffs led him to Mephisto's bed. The sight of Mephisto lying there all bandaged up, looking so weak and vulnerable, sent another tremor through Reign. Mephisto was going to be all right, yes? The worst was over, wasn't it? He pulled a nearby chair and sat down beside the bed, feeling tears stinging at the back of his eyes again.
If Mephisto woke up, he'll be greeted by Reign's watery smile. ]
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I must look rather dreadful to earn a smile like that.
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Mephisto's words earned a chuckle from Reign, and the vampire wiped a barely there tear from his eyes. ]
Perhaps so. Or maybe you're just so dreadfully handsome despite your current condition.
[ Welp, not the best comforting words, but sometimes a joke was better than anything. ]
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[He actually manages a smile. But when he tries to laugh, it just triggers a coughing fit -- with Mephisto turning his head to cough into a towel left there to soak up any blood that might come up, given he's too weak to turn or raise his hand.]
...it looks like... I didn't make it very far, did I?
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You could tie me up instead.
[ But when Mephisto started to cough, Reign panicked again, wincing when he noticed the towel beside the demon's head. He had half to mind to rub Mephisto's chest, hoping to sooth the cough, but realised that might aggravate the situation further.
He bit his lower lip, looking all the world like a kicked puppy whose owner got badly injured by someone and said puppy was unable to protect its master. ]
You'll get better! You just... need some time.
[ Reign had caught snippets of the staffs muttering about Mephisto's condition, that there wasn't much they could do. But Reign was holding onto whatever feeble hope there may be. ]
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[Would it be better to lie and pretend he would be okay? Or tell the truth to prepare Reign for what happens next?]
But this isn't the first time I've died... human bodies aren't designed to live forever, after all.Though I suppose the circumstances are rather different this time.
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