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Tweak says, "WE DON'T DO THAT HERE!"

dunwich mod (dunwichmod) wrote in dunwichgame,
@ 2023-02-15 13:30:00

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!ic/ooc event, buffyverse: spike, hannibal: abigail hobbs, stephen king: eddie kaspbrak, ∙ plot: 001 welcome to dunwich, ◌ inactive: addie larue, ◌ inactive: azuma kazuma, ◌ inactive: bail organa (au), ◌ inactive: belphegor, ◌ inactive: bucky barnes, ◌ inactive: carol danvers, ◌ inactive: chrissy cunningham, ◌ inactive: clint barton, ◌ inactive: delirium, ◌ inactive: diana bishop, ◌ inactive: eddie munson (au), ◌ inactive: jake pentecost, ◌ inactive: natasha romanoff, ◌ inactive: okoye, ◌ inactive: robin buckley, ◌ inactive: rupert giles, ◌ inactive: sam wilson (au), ◌ inactive: shaun gilmore, ◌ inactive: zoe hange

welcome to dunwich?

CHAOS, FOG and a PARADE

A STARTING IC/OOC EVENT

ARRIVAL OF THE NEW PEOPLE / THE PARADE The fog has cleared and you find yourself standing in the downtown streets of an unfamiliar town. And you’re not alone. There are dozens of people lining the sidewalks on either side of Main Street, cheering. At first you think they’re excited that the fog has finally lifted, but then you realize that a parade is heading towards you.

But it’s not just any normal parade. This is an all out affair that appears to involve most of the town and its residents. If you’re familiar with Earth history there might even be a kind of nostalgic vibe to the event. The closer you look at the parade, however, the more peculiar it appears. The marching band majorettes, for example, are waving flags with an image of a mutated lobster on it. And the drum corp is dressed like lobsters, banging away at the snare with hands sticking out of their large claws.

There’s a float that rolls by afterwards featuring a teenage girl in a bright pink dress sitting atop a decorative throne. She waves to everyone on the side of the street. “Wow! The pig farm sure crowned a beauty for the pageant this year!” one of the locals says. Sure enough, around the throne are four large swine, devouring slop at the girl’s feet.

A bright blue Cadillac slowly drives after the float. The logo for Dolan’s Auto Shop is written on the side and a man with a wide smile honks toots on the horn which lets out an eerie jingle. After that a group of mimes dance around the crowd. One in front holds up a sign for The Tommyknocker Theatre Troupe.

And so on.

Everyone you try to talk to is friendly. The street vendors offer you free hotdogs and ice cream.

All of it is completely normal.

But then why does it make you feel so uneasy?

NOTES You know the drill! Get in the comments! (Insert Brennan Lee Mulligan gif here.)

If you don't know the drill, that's okay! IC/OOC events can be a little overwhelming when just starting out. I wrote an essay about it here if you want to know what's up.

SPECIAL THANKS Round of applause to our very own Marty McChaa for writing up this lovely event for us and finding the images.

The coding can be found at Tess's patreon if you want to have it on hand for your very own. ♥ We're Tess stans here.

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Re: Eddie Munson Arrives in Dunwich (Narrative/Open)

whysosensitive
2023-02-16 11:50 am UTC (link)

She'd fallen behind everyone else when they were heading back to Hopper's cabin in the woods. Steve had been beside her, still moping about Nancy's reunion with Jonathan. To be honest, Robin wasn't sure what Nancy saw in Jonathan; he seemed to have no personality aside from "awkwardly looking at Nancy." But Robin's ears had picked up the tone of their conversations from time to time and knew that something was off for both of them. Maybe it was just the stress of everything that had happened, but shouldn't they have been running to meet each other in the middle, arms outstretched, tears streaming down their faces. It was a reunion that was over eight months in the making for crying out loud. Give them some melodrama. They were teens.

Robin had been watching her feet as she squeaked up the hillside. She wasn't lying; she was bad enough on solid ground so she kept her eyes mostly on the ground and immediately in front of her. No stupid roots were going to trip her up today.

So when the fog crept into her view and the world dimmed a little, she hadn't quite thought it was that out of the ordinary. It was Hawkins for crying out loud. Out of the Ordinary should be their new motto. She kept walking until she couldn't see her feet at all and then stopped.

She reached out her arm for Steve, but there was nothing.

"Hey? What's with the fog? Where is everyone?"

No reply.

She tried to chuckle under her breath.

"Marco???"

When no Polo came back, Robin's unease soared through the roof. Might even have soared above the mist if it had been physical. Robin spun around, yelling for Steve, Nancy, anybody. Had Vecna survived? Had he taken her? She didn't remember fog or mist of whatever this was as part of his routine, but then again, they had taken him out with guns and molotov cocktails. Those made smoke, didn't they? She wasn't coughing, so maybe it wasn't real smoke. Maybe it was just imaginary smoke, the way Max said he'd taken her somewhere else.

One more turn put her in the middle of a town. It looked nothing like Hawkins, and that was saying something given that most small towns looked like every other small town on film. Maybe that's because they were all filmed in the same place in California or something, but she caught something on the air that she hadn't smelled in a long time: the ocean. She could hear gulls too.

"Where the hell am — "

She bumped backwards into someone, spinning around one more time to apologize.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to — " Her face paled. "Eddie?"

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Re: Eddie Munson Arrives in Dunwich (Narrative/Open)

eddiemunson
2023-02-18 06:46 am UTC (link)

It she hadn't felt so solid, enough that Eddie gave a small grunt when the back of her head hit him in the face along with a sharp elbow in his stomach, he might have questioned if it was real. It was too sudden, too surprising to really question the person in front of him.

He wasn't dying, right? The fear evaporated. At least for now.

"Robin. Holy shit, I thought I was dead."

Eddie Munson looked good. His hair was mostly clean, his clothes washed and even slightly new. He didn't smell like cigarettes, instead there was the slightest odor of honey roasted peanuts.

Eddie Munson almost looked alive.

The scars around his neck told a different story. They matched the marks the demobats had left around Steve's neck. Eddie was just a little pale. There were dark circles under his eyes as if he hadn't slept in a few days. Maybe that was it. He just needed to sleep, get something to eat. But something was off about him. Maybe Eddie would have noticed if he'd had the chance to check himself out in the mirror.

For a dead man, Eddie Munson looked very good.

"What happened? Did we win? Vecna's dead, right?" Eddie's ring clad fingers gripped Robin by her arms, desperate for news. But as soon as Eddie asked, he knew the answer. He couldn't say how, only that he knew Vecna wasn't dead. He licked his lips nervously. Robin would know, right? She'd set him straight.

"Is Dustin okay?"

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Re: Eddie Munson Arrives in Dunwich (Narrative/Open)

whysosensitive
2023-02-18 06:53 am UTC (link)

He was dead. How was he here and alive? Or maybe unalive judging by the marks around his neck. Dustin had told them what happened, that he'd been taken down by demobats, and Steve had those marks all over his neck too. He'd gotten better, but Eddie...

"Dustin's okay." It was the only thing she knew to be true, so she latched onto it.

Her mind, however, was going over the rest of the questions at record speed. They thought they'd gotten Vecna, but had they? There was no body outside the house when they went to look for it to finish it off if necessary. And then Max's death opened the gates Vecna had been working on, and the Upside Down was spewing into Hawkins. They said it was a major earthquake, but come on. Indiana hadn't had that kind of Earthquake in so long most people forgot about them.

"I don't know if he's dead, but he might be? We shot him and set him on fire, like the plan. But we might have been too late. I don't know. Things are just really messed up, and a lot of people are missing."

She gestured with her hand, spreading her fingers and slowly zigzagging over his chest. "How are you HERE though?"

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Re: Eddie Munson Arrives in Dunwich (Narrative/Open)

eddiemunson
2023-02-19 01:49 am UTC (link)

"I woke up in the Upside Down," Eddie said. It wasn't much of an explanation. Part of him new something wasn't right, even if he hadn't paid close enough attention to a few important details. First, that he'd woken up in his old, bloody clothing. Second, that after he stepped through the fog, he was wearing new, clean clothing.

He was missing information. Or he had blocked it out. It was mostly a nagging sensation in the back of his mind that, for the time being, he chose not to investigate.

"There was fog, and then I was here." He may not have been lying, but the words certainly sounded like bullshit outloud. "Is Dustin here? What about Steve? Nance?"

Eddie couldn't quite bring himself to let go of Robin. She was solid, real, and made him feel solid and real. Like maybe there was good new in all of this. It took real effort to relax his fingers and drop his hands. Instead of hugging himself, he shoved his hands into the front pockets of his jeans for security.

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Re: Eddie Munson Arrives in Dunwich (Narrative/Open)

whysosensitive
2023-02-19 01:58 am UTC (link)

"There was fog, and then I was here too. I was with them before the fog. I don't know what happened to them. I lost them somehow." Robin hoped that her distraction hadn't cost her friends their lives. What if they were out looking for her and couldn't find her? Would they stumble into the fog? Would they end up here?

"I haven't seen anyone but you. Maybe — " she looked around at the parade that was beginning to irritate her ears, especially the damn French Horn she could hear playing just a little sharp. " — maybe they're out here somewhere?"

Someone bumped into her. Robin's features immediately startled and her hands flung out to grab onto something. Eddie, unfortunately, was it. The woman who ran into her began profusely apologizing and held out something to her. It looked like a thin slab of glass and metal.

"I'm so sorry, dear. I think you dropped your phone when I bumped into you."

Still holding onto Eddie, Robin shook her head. "Oh, no. That's not mine, but thank you."

"Of course it is, it has your picture on it."

And sure enough, the lockscreen was a picture of her and Steve in their Family Video outfits. Robin was making bunny rabbit ears on Steve who was completely oblivious. Confused, Robin let the woman shove the phone into her hand before she took off. This was a phone?

"What the...."

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Re: Eddie Munson Arrives in Dunwich (Narrative/Open)

eddiemunson
2023-02-19 07:37 pm UTC (link)

Eddie half nodded in acknowledgement to the older woman, half expecting a disapproving scowl in return. The hair, the clothes; people treated him like the Spawn of Satan back home, which made a convenient armor for his feelings underneath.

"Hey, someone gave me one of those, too."

Eddie pulled out his device. It was turned off, and they weren't exactly identical. The screen was slightly chipped in the corner but hadn't spidered out into a full web of cracks. He turned his over, front and back, before shoving it back in his pocket.

"If they were with you in the fog, they could have ended up here. We should spread out and look for them." Eddie, ever the shepherd, couldn't abide by leaving his little lost sheepies to really fend for themselves. Not for long. "Meet back here in like an hour...?"

He wasn't scared. This wasn't running away. He wasn't scared. This wasn't running away. He could help this time. It was just some street. Not like anyone was asking him to dive into a dark lake at night to enter a portal bound for hell. He wasn't scared. This wasn't running away.

His eyes met Robin's, searching for agreement.

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