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Bellum Anon (bellum_anon) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2010-04-27 23:02:00

Entry tags:

plot: fables

Who: Everyone!
What: Transformation Plot Post
Where: All over.
When: Moonrise on the 28th.
Warnings: All kinds, I expect.

The moon slipped up past the horizon full, round, and white. Its effects had been predicted, though perhaps not fully believed by the residents of the building.

Moonlight streamed through the windows of the building, washing the city in pale light. For the tenants of Bellum Letale, where ever they were, scattered in the night, it had a tangible effect.

Change rippled through the building, much as it had over a month before. But this was not simply a twitch in the fabric of things, gone in the blink of an eye. It was a rolling change, gradual as the moonrise, tangible, and, in some cases, likely terrifying in its inexorability. People became what they were, what they ought to have been, and what they weren't.

The moon was up, and trouble was about to run high in Bellum.

[Notes: Remember that the events of last month still apply-I.E, those who became vampires will be vampires when they take on their fable form, the Frog Prince will still be human after being turned back last plot, etc. Whether the fables are aware a month has passed since they were last around is up to the players. This log posted with the anon account so that the mods do not wake up tomorrow with 100 notifications in their gmail. Go forth and plot!]

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Re: Eighth floor, then 802

blackcatsrbad
2010-04-28 11:56 pm UTC (link)

Ichabod was in the bathroom when Aaron and Watson arrived, wrapping pillowcases around his wounded arms for a lack of anything better to use. He knew Cole had a first aid kit in the kitchen, but he didn't know how to use it, and he certainly was not leaving the safety of his bedroom. The creaking of the door didn't bother him, since it was broken, but he froze when he heard the voice.

Cole? Well, didn't whoever it was know that Cole wasn't here right now? He unlocked the bedroom door and peered out suspiciously. He didn't recognize the man with the cane, and when his gaze fell on the boy beside him, Ichabod's eyes widened. Good God - what was it? Once it had been a boy, yes; but not anymore. Now it was a corpse, but somehow it was standing there like the living dead. Like the Horseman, but much more grotesque.

If he'd had his way, he would have just ignored them until they left; but Cole recognized both the man with the cane and the corpse boy, and seeing the latter was particularly distressing to the man. He opened the bedroom door wider, reluctantly stepping out into the apartment. "Hello. My name is Ichabod - the man you are looking for, Cole, is not quite here right now; however, I still may be able to help you." He couldn't forget his manners, even if one of them was dead, and he did his best not to stare or flinch or anything of the sort.

	Re: Eighth floor, then 802 acatalyst 2010-04-29 06:49 pm UTC (link)
	He walked to the drawer, and he pulled out the writing instruments. They were not the vellum parchment and inkpot/quill that he so enjoyed, archaic though they were, but they would suffice. He began writing a note to Micah, in case the other man did not realize that the boy needed to be adequately preserved immediately. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Eighth floor, then 802 backoff 2010-04-29 09:02 pm UTC (link)
	"Shiloh was pretty messed up," Aaron said, reluctant to speak for the first time. Maybe Shiloh had abandoned him, yeah, but he wasn't going to rag on the guy about it. "So... probably." "When you say 'rise from the dead' it sounds so much cooler," Aaron told Ichabod. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Eighth floor, then 802 backoff 2010-04-29 10:38 pm UTC (link)
	"What happens to me in between the rising?" Aaron said, sounding abruptly unimpressed with the situation, despite what he said a moment ago. "You mean I go back to being dead?!" There was evidence that he was trying to struggle upward in protest, and while the bones were compliant, the flesh was not. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	Re: Eighth floor, then 802 acatalyst 2010-04-29 11:37 pm UTC (link)
	"We will see if anything can be done," Watson assured, though he made no promises. "I am not certain, Aaron. It is possible you will remain here in a non-corporeal fashion," he suggested, unsure if that was going to help things or make it better. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)