furrows: (How close we came)
Alan Wake ([personal profile] furrows) wrote in [community profile] asgardmeridiem2012-08-15 01:26 am

[OPEN DARKNESS EVENT LOG][DAY/NIGHT 130]

Who: ERRYONE IN ASGARD
What: All of Day 130, day and (early) night!
When: Day 130, day and night
Where: EVERYWHERE
Rating: PG-13, if any worse let me know

[Day: You survived. That was... horrifying. And you don't think you've ever been so happy to see the sun rise the next morning. Things are worse for wear, and you need to get more supplies just in case something else comes.

But wait- halfway through the day, and suddenly the sun is gone? Where did it go, and how is it night so early?

Night: Careful. The terrors of last night are back, and now are even in more of a frenzy than before. More crazed, more dangerous, and wanting to destroy everything they come across. Hope you can keep your eyes open.]

beginning of night | open

[personal profile] poupeechan 2012-08-18 02:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Darkness.

It's supposed to be daytime, a little after noon, yet there is nothing but thick, crushing darkness. And in the past few days, darkness has never been a good thing. While before, she would have laughed at herself, calling it childish, now she thinks she's starting to develop a very real fear of the dark. It's not just monsters under the bed anymore; these things aren't just product of her spooked imagination.

They're real, and they want to hurt.

Nanako has been staying in her room, the doors locked, wincing at each crash or screech she hears, the curtains tightly drawn shut. It's something a little girl would do, she knows, but what choice has she?

Except now, her bottled water has run out. What little food she had scrounged up is all gone. The kitchen is in ruins, the counter splattered with what looks suspiciously like blood—but surely it's just jam.

Or so she would like to tell herself. In these dire times, remaining blindly optimistic is getting more and more difficult. And now she has to go outside, if she doesn't want to faint from dehydration. Her throat is already as dry as sand, her stomach completely empty.

With a lit candle clutched in one hand, her heart pounding frantically against her ribs, she steps out into the street.]
Edited 2012-08-18 02:31 (UTC)
lyreflower: (we know the road is long)

I hope you don't mind a late tag :o

[personal profile] lyreflower 2012-08-25 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[Lyra has been out and about almost nonstop, trying to get to the bottom of all this darkness and save as many people as she can--no matter if they're Travelers or natives--from getting hurt or killed. And people really are dying; it's frightening, and she isn't sure how to handle that, but if she can help prevent more people from dying she'll take it.

So she swoops down, being perched on Luti, her Lugia, as soon as she sees someone step out onto the street. The dragon-like Pokemon hovers just above street level, flapping its wings, and Lyra calls out, shining her flashlight down to make sure she's not approaching one of those shadow people.]


You shouldn't be going outside, it's dangerous!