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collaronhisneck: (oh dear)
[personal profile] collaronhisneck
WHO: Father Francis Mulcahy
WHERE: 6I, the "group" areas like the inn etc
WHEN: November 18th
OPEN TO: Any
WARNINGS: War? Kind of a constant thing for him



Being in this village is... a trial. He's used to doing as well as he can with little - and frankly the food produced in the village is better than what he's been used to eating - but the other things that happen here have made Mulcahy skittish. His faith isn't shaken, he still trusts that everything happens according to God's plan, but for one of the few times in his life he's starting to doubt whether that plan is good. Bringing him here, to the village, he can see that could have benefits - but turning him into a ghost? Leading others to so much despair? Those are actions designed to break people, not heal them.

And it doesn't get any better when he starts getting... glimpses. At first Mulcahy thinks it's just his eyes or his mind playing tricks on him, because he knows those glimpses: the 4077, his home neighborhood in Philadelphia, the airport in San Franscico, all places he has reason to recall. Bits of his family and his friends, none of them lasting more than a moment... but gradually increasing. Until one morning, as he's dutifully making his bed after rising and a quick wash-up in too-chilly water, one comes that shakes him more deeply than anything he's experienced yet. The view of his small room in the village's makeshift church burns out for a moment, replaced with a scene he knows, not far from his tent in the camp, and miraculously with no other people around. Because the words he's saying, he knows he wouldn't say with anyone around to hear them.

"What good am I now? What good is a deaf priest? I've prayed to you to help me... and every day I get worse. Are you deaf, too?"

The vision clears, but it leaves him standing there, shellshocked, for a solid five minutes. Eventually, he gets himself going again, heads out for his daily routine - helping with meals and cleaning at the inn, checking in at the hospital to see if there are any patients, keeping an eye on the fountain to see if anyone's showing up, and in general looking for anyone in trouble. But the good father is an open book, it's impossible for him to keep his emotions off his face, and that... revelation has shaken him deeply. Anyone who looks at him will be able to tell he's troubled, and he moves through his chores with an uncharacteristic distraction.
majorlyugh: (surprise . tell me the truth)
[personal profile] majorlyugh
WHO: Major Lilywhite
WHERE: Around both villages
WHEN: Nov 1 - 4, Stage I; Nov 5 - 6, Stage II; Nov 7 - 9, Stage III
OPEN TO: OTA!
WARNINGS: Will update as needed.


i. i have a bad feeling about this

The beginning is mostly mild, with Major forgetting the names of a few folks around the village. In each of the conversations, he chalks it up to having a rough night's sleep (mostly true), the general exhaustion of life in the village, or just having "one of those days." The only person whose name he didn't forget was Ravi's, though he doesn't connect it to the fact that he'd known him before his arrival in the fountain.

If someone he knows in the village were to run into him while he's at this stage, he will do his best to hide the fact that he has absolutely no idea what that person's name is. He'll try to carry on and having conversations as normal, but the other person might suspect that something's up. He'll laugh it off, apologize, make some joke about it - but there'll be a slight glint of worry in his eyes that he is forgetting something so basic and simple.

ii. there is always something worse

Things don't seem to get much better as time wears on. If anything, Major's forgetting more and more. Now, instead of forgetting names only, he seems to be forgetting people entirely, greeting people he's spoken to or has developed relationships with as though he's never seen them before. He can be found wandering the village a lot, eyes saucer-wide and full of curiosity, as though he's seeing the place for the first time. He might also be overheard complaining about the lack of electricity, the lack of video games, and the lack of modern technology - and he might be asking why all of those things are abhorrently absent, as though he's realizing it for the first time.

Conversations with Major at this stage will be on the frustrating side, fleeting. He'll forget things that were just spoken about a few minutes earlier. He might ask the other person what their name is again, how he got here, where Seattle is, where any of his missing friends are. He only vaguely recognizes Ravi, and he might insist that the real Ravi is still somewhere back in Seattle. The one in the village is just an imposter.

iii. only catastrophe is clearly visible

By the end, Major seems to have reverted back to his college football days. Somehow, the strange location and setting don't seem to bother him as much as one would expect, but he can be seen in any open field, utilizing whatever he can find as a makeshift football, running drills for hours on-end. He has no memory of the village, of his more recent days prior to the village in the city of Seattle, Ravi, the whole zombie outbreak, being the Chaos Killer, nothing.

He talks a lot about his parents' divorce, how his mom had come out as a lesbian and found a girlfriend, how he'd chosen his dad's side because he didn't know what else to do. He talks about a new girl he's been dating, a woman named Olivia Moore, who goes to UW with him. He talks about being nervous about meeting her friends for the first time, especially a woman named Peyton, whom Liv has known since high school. He talks about being a starting Safety on the UW football team. He talks about grappling with what to do with his life, his thoughts of pursuing social work, and everything else that a college co-ed might grapple with half-way through school.
thekittenqueen: ([Margaery] Looks Down (Prison))
[personal profile] thekittenqueen
WHO: Margaery Tyrell
WHERE: Bungalow #4
WHEN: First few weeks of Nov.
OPEN TO: All
WARNINGS: Visions, illness, memory loss, pain



The last she could remember was being in the fields during midday. The sun couldn't push away the frost and chill, the harbingers of winter's approach. Despite this, the animals were happy, the newly born nannies bounding over the dried grass. Her cow lulled against the growing wind, filling the day with the noises that brought her a measure of peace and contentment. She could recall a flash of blood, the taste sudden and sharp on her tongue. All at once the world flashed a blinding white as her mind felt as if it was ripping apart at the seams. Then there was nothing at all.

When she woke, she was in bed, the sun apparently rising. The hows of returning home seemed insignificant compared to the question of how many days she had been unconscious. Someone had carried her home and for an unknown amount of time, she had slept. Her mouth tasted sour and a waste can was by the bed, smelling of sick. Though she couldn't remember it, she knew that she had stirred only to empty her stomach and then returned to her sleeping coma. Her head didn't just ache, it hurt. Light, sound and taste all mixed to create an unbearable agony. She moaned softly as she pressed her hands against her head, trying to dislodge the pain.

There was someone else with her, seated by the bed, but their face was unfamiliar and shrouded in early morning shadows. She felt as if she knew them, their name so close at hand but lost among everything else. When she could manage to open her eyes, she stared at the person, uncertain and with no recognition in her eyes. "I...know you?" It was a question, not a statement. Everything had disappeared, only the frightening images that lingered in her head and a pain that was enough to make her wonder why death did not come.

Without another word, she turned to the side of the bed and shuddered as she vomited once more.