ataraxionlogs | SILENT HIL PLOT: FOG EDITION

CHARACTERS: ALL OF YOU SICK-MINDED MOTHERFUCKERS.
LOCATION: THE TRANQUILITY: FOG-WORLD EDITION.
WARNINGS: SURE IS FOGGY HERE, HUH?
(Also, you know. Horror. In space. With Silent Hill. That's always a recipe for Friendship Is Magic, right?)
SUMMARY: WELL, YOU'RE PROBABLY JUST WANDERIN' AROUND
WHEN SOMETHING DRAWS YOUR ATTENTION,
YOU CRASH INTO THE GROUND AND THEN YOU WAKE UP
IN A PARALLEL DIMENTION...

OOC: Okay! To make this easier, I am going to split this up into two catch-all logs. This event takes place within the span of September 26 through October 3rd, so maybe include the day in the subject line. If you plan on shifting between the worlds in the middle of a thread, it might be a good idea to add a link when starting a new thread in the other log (but it's not mandatory. Do whatever works for you!).

Characters who wind up in the fog world will either find themselves simply waking up to it, or walking when suddenly it becomes strangely more difficult to navigate the hallways. Hmmm... the lock is broken, you cannot open it. What more, they will find that their devices aren't working properly. The video feed is mostly snow. Audio kind of works, though! So you're free to give that a whirl.

Those who were not drawn in by the siren call of Silent Hill will not be able to physically interact with any of the characters stuck in the fog or Otherworld. To those in the real world, they simply vanished, and may find traces of them via unclear radio static on the communicators or catch ghostly glimpses of the missing people wandering the ship. But that's it. Ooh, spooky...

Monsters can appear in the fog world, but there are significantly less of them. You're probably likely to only run into a few of them. Other than that, you're almost safe here. Almost. Things are just unsettling and foggy and doesn't look quite right. But you never know when things might transition into the Otherworld, so be careful.

By the by, now might be a good time to stock up.

For information/questions, refer to this post.

THAT LOG WITH LOTS OF NIGHTMARES AND OTHERWORLD STUFF GOING ON

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[Suddenly from behind them there's a voice.

"You shouldn't."

John freezes and spins. It's Derek, it's Derek, it has be be Derek, except for the wound bleeding from his head, the hole there, massive, his skull half gone even though that wasn't how it was in real life. One green eye is red now, shining like a machine's.

"You shouldn't, it's John, it's always John, we all die for you."

Derek isn't speaking out of his mouth, but there's sound anyway, his unerring focus on the boys, and John starts to shake.]

No, don't feel-

[He can't finish. John's horror is always less physically intimidating.]

[Kurt spins around and looks in horror at the man behind them. It isn't a man, though--it can't be. It's just another monster, another thing this horrible place has conjured up.

Kurt steps in front of John, standing in between him and whoever this presence seems to be. He isn't sure he can protect his friend, but at least he can be a barrier between them.]

Go away.

[Derek's shade steps closer, focused, hyperfocused on both of them.

"How long before he dies for you. He's already protecting you. How long before being your friend kills him, like Riley, like Martin, like Kyle, like me? Like Cameron?"

John reaches for Kurt's wrist, and holds it tight, like it can keep something away, the world.]

[Like Cameron? But Cameron's here, isn't she? He doesn't understand what this man is saying, but all those people he lists-- Those are people John has lost. That's what registers with him.]

Go away. [He has no plans of dying, especially not here.]

[These are secrets, this is pain next to John's heart, when Derek's shade speaks again.

"It would have been better if that shot hadn't misfired when you were
cleaning your gun."]

Liar!

[John reaches for him, for violence, but the second John touches Derek's shade it dissolves, collapses into liquid metal, disappears into the fog.]

[Kurt gasps, covering his mouth with both hands. John is usually so guarded, so carefully composed most of the time, and to see him snap like this is frightening.

In a flash the shade disappears, and Kurt's hands lower, curling against his chest. There is a moment of horrible silence as Kurt thinks about what he'd just heard.]

What... What was he talking about?

[John looks around, breathing hard, and he wants to snap but he doesn't, he's grown out of that, he hates that he realizes that he can't just yell to get his way anymore, he learned that when Riley died and-

He looks at Kurt, and his eyes are greener than usual, or maybe it's the rim of red around them, and his body language is closing off]

I...they thought I was trying to kill myself. Cameron thought that. It was an accident.

[He says it too quickly. It wasn't an accident. He had almost done it.]

[Somehow, Kurt doesn't believe that. He doesn't because he knows this kind of thing so well-- Kids in situations too big for them, swallowed up by something they can never get out of, feeling trapped and suffocated in their own worlds. He knows because he was one of those kids.

He steps forward, just one step.]

John...

[John's jaw tightens, because he can't talk about this, about the events that led up to it, about the constant pressure on him, how he's mankind's hope, their savior, and that was his uncle. His suicide attempt was a glitch.

He rubs his forehead after a minute and brings his hands down his face.]

I'm fine.

[He's not.]

John... You're not.

[He steps a little closer.]

You're not. [None of this is fine. None of it is okay.]

[John looks up at him, and there's a fear there, because everyone else backs off when he says that, even Riley just let him be, but somehow he knows that won't be enough for Kurt.]

That was my uncle.

[A distraction, maybe.]

He...he died?

[God, this place is horrible. So horrible. What's the point of all this?

He was shot in the head.

[But not like that. It didn't take out half his skull.]

[Kurt's quiet for a long moment, and then he moves closer--close enough to reach around John's shoulders and give him a gentle hug. He knows what losing family members is like. That's one thing they can connect on, despite it being such a painful one.]

[He stands there, still and hard for a moment, before he eases up into the hold]

[He holds on, even though something tells him he shouldn't. It doesn't feel like Blaine-- John is too tall, and he isn't gripping Kurt the way Blaine used to, so tight and warm. It's all wrong, but this is the only way Kurt can think of to comfort his friend.

Words aren't enough anymore. And John had done the same for him, after all.]

[The stiffness eases away. Everyone dies for John - that's a truth that Derek had said before, told him, it's a truth that happened, person by person, year by year. His arms go around Kurt, carefully, and he stays there another moment]

I'm all right.

[He says it because it has to be said.]

[Finally he pulls away, and tears are glistening in his eyes again.]

Let's find somewhere to rest. Quickly.

SILENT HIL PLOT: FOG EDITION

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