Repose

You got to explain yourself. The last time I see you we're getting hunted in a damn dream and now I'm hearing I'm going to a pool party?

[Locked to Tim D]
I request your assistance.

[Locked to Leena B]
Leena.

[FLEET: Misha B]
Habibi.

[Locked to Louis D]
I am busy and will not be in.

ETA: [Locked to Daniel W]
Hello, I have a query.

[Destiny S]
[During this.] hey girl. you busy?

[While this begins to seep into town.]

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[Laufey trio lock]
I won't ask if you're both well. Rather, I'll ask what's needed?

TW: ophidiophobia

[In the domino effect of chaos that befalls Repose, a few stories crop up. The first is that something happened at the lake. The surface of it is a near belly-white from the bobbing corpses of fish, snakes, and other small animals that made the body of water home. Some look as if nothing's touched them. Others are in pieces, with apparent bite marks where their bodies are shredded.

The second story is of a snake, captured among the cattails by a group of rangers sent to inspect the water for contaminants. It's noteworthy only due to its size and aggressiveness. At 15 feet long, once rumor gets out, some residents wonder among themselves if this the so-called lake monster—or one of its descendants. Didn't people say the Loch Ness Monster was just a catfish? The snake is held at the ranger station in a makeshift enclosure until handlers can arrive from the Capital.

In a matter of hours, however, the snake is missing. The dazed rangers present at the station claim not to remember seeing a gargantuan snake slipping away.]

Who: Eddie, Steph
When: backdated to before craziness
Where: farmer's market
What: a little not-date
Warnings: none

( The next town over was like Repose, only less weird. )

My head hurts and Damian says to skip town. Want to go somewhere else? Anywhere else. Pick a place.

[Anon]

If there are wolves running alone who are feeling the fall-out from whatever shit is going on now, say something. Pack takes care of the wolves in town whether they run with us or not.

[On Monday afternoon, as chaos mounts across Repose, as the lake shines white with dead fish, the checklist of biblical sightings is extended to include a massive cloud of impossibly swift black smoke lingering near the perimeter of the military facility. Its eccentric movements are unaffected by the wind, and any animals or humans unlucky enough to be caught in it are left breathless, weak - even singed. Standing inside it saps the will and the life from any living thing in its wake. It carries with it a stink of ash, and the scarlet grow of fresh coals. It flows through the chain link at the edge of the facility grounds like water through a sieve, sinking into the cracks of the facility entrance, only to come spiraling out again a few minutes later in a stream of pressurized smoke, whistling back into the protection of the forest line with an unearthly shriek. It isn't spotted again after that, but residents are, as a matter of course, advised to avoid the northern edge of the forest for the moment.]

[News]
[Post this conversation, a sign goes up on the front door of the music store that indicates it will be closed for the time being. Online orders, however, will still be processed.]

[Locked to Daniel W]
Alright up there?

[Locked to Reece E]
Can you feel it?

[locked to batfam+]

[Whoever thinks they've got access to the lock has access.] Are we okay? Safe? Who is in the Capital and who's still here?

[Mean-Eyed Cat Employees.]

Problem. Gone now.