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EVENT LOG: FOURTH WALL!

Who: EVERYONE literally anyone and everyone ever
What: the mingle log for the Ain't Nobody Got Time F'That event!
When: Days 464-466 ( June 15-20 )
Where: anywhere in the city!
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

June 15-16 / Day 464:: Not long after sunrise on Day 464, the air in the city will become briefly charged with magic. It will feel something like static electricity, hanging noticeably before dissipating suddenly a half-minute later. This will mark the beginning of the Visitor's Event! Starting then, characters old and new will begin to tumble into the city. They may appear anywhere there is room for them: in the middle of the street, on top of the Ferris Wheel in Hel's creepy amusement park, in the Comfort House, or ten feet in the air above the lake! Visitors may appear at any point during the duration of the event.

The city's natives will begin to usher them to the courtyard of the palace at the center of the city, where Freyr and the Welcoming Committee will have set up stations. This is where they will be given a bracelet to allow them to communicate with the network and reside safely in the city, provided with food and drink, and given camping supplies - basic tents and sleeping bags - if they choose to stay in the courtyard.
June 17-18 / Day 465:: A minute after midnight, all characters in the city - including the freshly arrived Visitors - may notice something a little odd: a soft, warm glow through their shirts, right at the center of their chests. The light will fade, but it isn't quite finished yet. Starting then, threads of light with that same gold glow will lead from their wrists, beginning as intangible bracelets of light and leading them with anyone they have a "connection" with; what exactly that "connection" is is up to you! It could be romantic interest, or simply belonging to the same world, or sharing a favourite colour. Anything is viable, and they can have "connections" with as many or as few people as you'd like. The closer they get to the person they are bound to, the more brilliant the light. Physical touch will stop the light, and will also bring a sense of something like completion, contentment. When characters close their eyes, the glow of the strings is a soft, gentle one, akin to a nightlight.

The lights are not permanent, and seem to flicker to life and back off again arbitrarily. Your character may have one connection at noon that splinters to fifteen later that afternoon, and then none at all that night. Not all connections will always be "on," and you are welcome to play with this at your discretion! Please note: They will only ever be formed as a result of feelings your character already has - they will not create new ones.

That night, in the Castle Courtyard, Freyr will build an enormous, contained bonfire beneath the Great Oak Tree Merlin planted during an earlier celebration. Things may be rationed, but modest snacks and drinks will still be provided. He will encourage storytelling, games and riddles, and a general welcoming, since who knows how long these new Visitors will be here for, right? Mellow gold lights in the same shade as the ties between the Travelers and Visitors, among other things, will decorate the area to give it a sense of warmth and peace.
June 19-20 / Day 466: Day 466 brings a gentle rain onto the city. Awnings and canopies will be set up in the castle courtyard for shelter, and the Welcoming Committee will continue to operate the bracelet and supply stations for any latecoming Visitors. That evening, a god will make a post to the network, giving notice that the Visitors will soon be sent home, so that people should say their goodbyes. After the given time, they will flicker and then disappear. The strings of light between people will begin to fade at this time as well, a gentle tapering off for a few hours until they are gone for good.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for our second Fourth Wall Event! All rules and guidelines can be found on the information post; please do feel free to ask if you're unsure about anything. We'll make an overflow log if the need arises. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] along with the date and location in the title of your comment. Let us know if you have any questions, and have fun! ]

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Day 464:

[Of all the places to end up... It had to be in a lake. And now her vortex manipulator had shorted out. Of all the things to happen just as she got her pardon. At least one of the locals had been nice enough to meet her at the shore, but they didn't seem to have a towel.

They did have a special bracelet for her, now circling her wrist in place of the vortex manipulator (now stuffed in her pocket). She makes a note to come back for a tent and sleeping bag. But first, she wants to explore the city without any extra baggage. And maybe find someone willing to lend her a towel before her hair became even more unmanageable.]

Day 465:

[The lights were a curious addition, and there were so many of them streaming off to various parts of the city. Of course she had to follow them, no matter what-- or who-- they connected her to.]

Edited 2014-06-16 02:26 (UTC)

[Well now that's interesting. One eyebrow arches in a mixture of curiosity, disbelief, and amusement. This is the second time he's seen River Song today, and this time she's soaking wet, and it's rather reminiscent of when he'd run into Mickey Smith earlier in the day. Interesting or not, though, Jack grins a little and approaches.]

Anyone ever tell you that you're dripping with good looks, Professor Song?

[Well now... This was quite fascinating. She smiles at him, looking him over to see if she recognizes him. No dice. #timetravelerproblems]

I can't say anyone's put it that way before. But then, I don't usually make first impressions right after an unplanned swim. I'm not a professor though, not yet anyway. Don't worry though, you didn't spoil that one... What's your name?

Unplanned, huh? That seems to be going around today.

[He chuckles lightly, and reaches out, an offer for her hand. If she'll allow, he'll kiss the back of it, otherwise, he'll simply shake.]

Captain Jack Harkness, at your service. Glad to hear I didn't given away anything, although you'll find that 'spoilers' happen quite often here.

[And then, with a warm grin, a second offer,]

If you'd like, my place isn't far, I can get you a towel, maybe some dry clothes?

[Oh she's offering her hand, alright.]

A pleasure, Captain. The towel and change of clothes would be lovely.

[Because she really didn't want to stick around in her prison clothes. Especially not as a newly-freed woman.]

[Exploring is a perfectly good thing to do. It's what Four himself does on a regular basis, after all. Still, there's a slight double take as he tries to decide if this is the same River he'd run into earlier, even if he does his absolute best to hide it.

(In the end, he figures it probably doesn't matter too much one way or the other.)

Unfortunately, towels aren't a thing he usually carries with him, although he can certainly understand the perils of having curly hair and letting it dry out from having been wet.]

You know, I wouldn't have thought there'd have been anything of particular in the lake. Not that I couldn't be wrong of course, but it does seem like an awful long way to go for something that only might be of interest.

I wish I could say the swim was a choice, but no such luck. And you're right, there really wasn't anything of interest in there. So I'm not only wet, but sorely disappointed.

[She's giving him a curious look. She swears she's seen his face before but where... She can't remember meeting him, but there's something about his hair and scarf. And that nose too. Another mystery to be solved.]

And who might you be?

I'm sorry to hear it, then.

[It might be good to know that his suspicions about the lake have been correct, but it's not a terribly lovely place to end up, if you aren't meaning to. Plus it means you have to spend the time getting dry again, which isn't always any easier.]

And I'm the Doctor.

[One of the many in the city, but he's not likely to change how he introduces himself to people even if it might get a little confusing.]

[Her eyes widen in amazement.]

The Doctor...

[It's as if a little light clicks on as she searches her pants pockets. And out comes the little book, all waterlogged. She waves it off a few times away from her before flipping through pages. She finds one in particular and taps at it in several different places with her finger. On one point halfway down the page she looks back up. She closes her diary slowly.]

I knew I'd seen your face somewhere, I just couldn't place exactly where. Funny business, time travelling. I never know which face of yours I'll see next. And I must say, this is the youngest I've ever seen you.

But not the youngest I've ever been.

[By the ease with which he says it, he's not really surprised to find that someone might keep track of his various faces. After all, he wouldn't be at all surprised to learn that UNIT had kept a record of his various selves simply for posterity and once you get to time travel it might really be important enough to have a listing of them.]

Although I suppose that might depend a little on how you want to define young.

[Appearance and actual age are rather two different things entirely, and he's at least met some of his future selves, if not all of them.]

Oh no.

[ This makes River number three, doesn't it? He doesn't think he's prepared for three Rivers. Couldn't possibly ever be prepared for three Rivers.

He rubs his fingers over his forehead. Maybe he should stop following these strings. ]

[Too late, Sweetie, you've been spotted too. Best brace yourself as walks right up to him.]

Really, dear. Is that any way to say hello?

It is when you're the third of you I've seen today.

Three of me? Now that's fascinating. Though it's probably for the best that I haven't seen either of me, crossing my own timeline and all that. Already done that once, or was it twice?

[And she doesn't even know she did that over her first night in (and away from) Stormcage... Not yet, anyway.]

Oh, it's not a--

[ No, wait, he shouldn't say anything about that. God forbid all three Rivers get together. Bad idea. ]

I mean. Yes. Absolutely. Crossing your own timeline and all that. Not good.

[ SAGE NOD. ]

[You see that gleam in her eye? There is a definite gleam. She caught that he changed his mind to agree with her. And now she's curious.]

You say that, and now I wonder what would happen. If there's three of us already in this city and time or anything hasn't blown up... Well, maybe there aren't any fixed points of time to be ruined. And if one of... me finds me first, I'm not going to be rude and run.

[She leans forward to get in his face, a devilish grin on her face. To kiss him or not... But she doesn't know where he sits in their timeline. ~~Oh bother.~~]

I'm sure you could take it.

[ Well, he's not quite so baby faced. And his eyes are very old. It might be worth a go. ]

[It's some time after her run-in with her husband; part of her wonders if she ought to track him down and surprise him - then she wonders just which of him would actually fall on the receiving end of that little mission. She'd taken to wandering about the city when another string of light decided to make itself known to her.]

Ugh, who now? [She muttered, only to follow the thread and find her own face staring back at her.]

....Ah. It's that sort of day, then.

[As River had been following the same thread, she couldn't help staring at herself once they were face to face. Even though she had heard there were more of her around, it was still surprising to see for herself.]

Well then... I suppose we were bound to meet eventually.

Yes, I suppose you're right. Or we're right.

Goodness, even pronouns turn funny when you travel in time, eh? [She looks over the other self, suspecting she may be older, though she can't place why. Self-intuition? Was that redundant?]

So. When are we, then?

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