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mods of the vestige. ([personal profile] vestigemods) wrote in [community profile] vestigelogs2020-08-10 07:28 pm

(event) WAY DOWN WE GO

EVENT LOG: WAY DOWN WE GO

AUGUST 14TH - 24TH
► THE BASICS


    Not halfway into the month of August, the lake starts to recede - slowly at first, but then in great leaps and bounds until only a foot and a half of sun-warmed standing water remains. The lake going dry is concerning, for certain, but it's hardly the least of our problems... because on the lake bed is a hatch, askew and emblazoned with an unknown but eerie insignia, and beyond that hatch lies nothing but trouble.

    Over the next few days, a brave and reckless team of explorers delve into the cave beyond - what is later revealed as a maintenance tunnel, just before the ceiling of that very tunnel caves in and traps them from both sides. Their supplies are limited, and phone signal is shaky at best. And what's worse, not more than a day or so later, the lake begins to fill back up, water pouring down into the open hatch. Can those who remain stage a rescue in time to save the explorers from drowning?




► MOD NOTES

  • This log is a general dump for all log threads pertaining to August's Way Down We Go event - and in lieu of the lack of catch-all for August, you can feel free to do non-event log threads here as well! Go ahead and utilize [community profile] vestigenet for any event-related network posts you'd like to make.
  • The main chunk of the event takes place between the IC dates August 17th (reveal of the hatch) and August 22nd (the latest the spelunkers can be freed before they drown). No rush leaping on this event post, since I know most folks are honestly still plotting about it.
  • All event information can be found on the July Event Infopost!
  • Please take special care in this event to label your top-levels with identifying information such as the IC date, any prompts specifically pertaining to event roles (spelunker, rescue efforts, etc), and/or 'non-event' for any non-event prompts you may include. Just trying to keep things organized!
  • I'm going to help solidify the plotting efforts over the next few days to help make sure everyone's on the same page, but none of it will be set in stone just in case latecomers want in too. If you want in, chime in on the spelunkers, rescue efforts, or support roles top-levels as applicable!
  • Any questions can be directed to this top-level or, for a quicker response, to Trace on discord/plurk.
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gas station

[personal profile] mannerless 2020-08-24 11:58 am (UTC)(link)
( the weather is.... truly devastatingly hot, especially for one in full-length robes. caving to some sort of modern (future? a matter of perspective, he supposes) clothing is on his very short to-do list - in fact, it's precisely what brought him to the gas station today - but true to brilliant dumbass form, he has found himself lying blissfully along a shelf in the freezer instead. it would surely get unbearably cold after a while, but for one who has spent the better part of all summer in either the blazing heat or a cabin with poor air circulation, he's soaking it in.

in fact, he has most certainly fallen asleep in it, and it's in his post-nap bleary state that he fails to check who might be nearby to accidentally startle as a freezer door seems to open of his own accord and a full grown man comes fumbling out.

he regains his footing, reaching back in to claim his flute, then lets the door close behind him - and only now does he notice the hapless man collecting an armful of basic goods. an unfamiliar face, and he'd like to think he has seen most all of them by now, small as this 'containment zone' is. so he gives a little wave of his flute, as if exiting the freezer is an entirely normal way to arrive on the scene, and -
)

Wouldn't bother grabbing any ice, sorry to say - it melts before you're in sight of the lake. ( as he and no doubt a dozen others have attempted by now, not counting the handful who may have found or fashioned some sort of cooler. it is, perhaps, the best 'newbie advice' to mind on such short notice. )
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[personal profile] notpunkjustdaft 2020-08-25 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Simon doesn't scream. It takes a lot to really scare him these days, and even when he is scared, his reaction is to just stare a bit. But he does give a bit of a start. People don't just climb out of freezers so casually. Simon hadn't even been aware someone was there until the voice hit his ears, and he was worried at first he was going to get shouted at for having no money to pay for all the junk.

But, no. It's just a freezer man.

And Simon does blink at him.
]

I - Sorry, it's just - Uh. No ice, sure.
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[personal profile] mannerless 2020-08-27 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
( what? the man is looking at him like he's grown an extra head, and wei wuxian glances looks at himself in puzzlement before casting a glance over his shoulder at -

oh, that's probably why.

he lets out a sheepish chuckle, waving a vague hand in the freezerward direction.
) Ah, don't mind that - it's one of the few places left to nap without sweating your life away, in this heat.
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[personal profile] notpunkjustdaft 2020-08-28 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Oh.

[ Still weird, mate.

How long was he in there? Why didn't he die?? Simon adjusts the bags of crisps and jerky in his arms to keep some from sliding to the floor.
]

Do - Is that usual? For people to do that here?
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[personal profile] mannerless 2020-09-02 11:49 am (UTC)(link)
( well, for one, wei wuxian had precisely zero idea that such a thing kills people, so there's that. as for why he's not dead, it's quite a large freezer with plenty of oxygen to use up before he asphyxiates.

meanwhile, he thought his explanation made quite a bit of sense, and this man's continued skepticism has him raising a brow with a bit of a sigh.
)

No, what's 'usual' is for people's limbs to rot away or turn to glass and break to bits, or for voices to nag at your mind, or for mysterious caves to crumble in and try to crush you and drown you at once. Are we still terribly concerned with my nice chilly nap, or have we raised the bar a bit?