EVENT LOG: FRIENDLY FIRE

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE still in Asgard
What: The Friendly Fire mingle log!
When: Days 402-403 (Feb. 11-14)
Where: Asgard city proper.
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

A more in-depth explanation of the event can be found at the link above, with some examples of how powers might backfire! As Yggdrasil's core starts to rot and fester, the immortal beings that reflect her essence are feeling the effects ripple throughout them. This anomaly cripples the gods with the feeling of being wrenched out of their bodies, as though a schism is being driven through their physical being and their souls. The Travelerss tied to these souls will feel the schism manifest in their God Powers going haywire.

Day 402 (Feb 11-12)

A cacophony of screams tears through the city sometime before noon, seeming to originate from somewhere in Asgard's center. The force of the screams manifests physically, rattling through the streets like a gust of wind. The Travelers feel a brief flickering when their connections to their patron deities pauses.

When the connections are re-established just a few seconds later, there may be the unshakable feeling of something being off, even if that feeling is impossible to pinpoint. Immediately following this, all God Powers will be in a state of utter chaos; they will promptly begin to backfire - and badly - in countless and unpredictable ways.

Note: Virtually anything you can think of where their abilities work against them is free game. Powers can activate unintentionally, they can misfire and hit another person or the user themselves. It's free-game. If you aren't certain of whether or not your mishap is plausible, feel free to run it by us in the comments section below!

Also, if you would prefer your character not use their powers at all, this is also okay! But their powers will be corrupted if they are to use them, and they will still have that feeling of being wrong even if they don't.

Day 403 (Feb 13-14)

These power corruptions will continue all throughout the day until around nightfall, when Baldr will have had enough of the torment and will seek to do something about it. He can be seen seemingly floating above the castle as he stands on the invisible barrier and focuses his energy on the broken ties of magic between the gods and their Travellers.

For a solid minute, golden lines of dust that float on the air will be visible criss-crossing, tangling, and otherwise fraying all throughout the city. At the end of the minute, Baldr will give one shout of exertion and every line will abruptly pull taut; the Travellers will feel a tug at their cores, and that feeling of off will vanish. Their powers will return to regular function and Baldr will collapse for some serious R&R inside the castle. What exactly happened and how is uncertain, but as it's the second time to take place, it's about time to start worrying.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Friendly Fire event! Remember that you any characters opting out of the event must be involved in the Down This Road opt-out event! Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] in the subject of your comment, as well as the time and location. Please respect your fellow players and warn for anything that may be graphic or triggering. Have fun, and let us know if you have any questions! ]

Comments

[failassassin]

[It's at this moment that Turlough's powers stop working. In one burst of movement, his body loosens, and he lets out a gasp for air, relaxing as he's removed from the bodybind. Sitting up, he massages the back of his neck, wincing slightly. That hurt.]

You think I don't realize that? [Turlough remarked, stretching slightly. He was horribly stiff.] I can easily survive without using my powers.

[chinsup]

I hardly have sympathy for liars.

[With the tiniest huff as she straightens herself back up onto her feet, dusting her knees off.]

[failassassin]

[At that, Turlough is utterly confused.]

Liars? What do you mean by that?

[chinsup]

[It's not the largest transgression, but still enough to make her miffed -- and Effie sighs before extending a hand to help him up.]

What power do you actually have, Turlough from Odin?

[bc you mos def did not just light yourself on fire or get frostbite]

[failassassin]

[oh. that. whoops. Turlough winces slightly as Effie helps him up.]

It's technically Turlough from Hel. And I have body control. [at least he has the good graces to look sheepish and apologetic.]

I hope you can understand why I lied-it's one of the...creepier powers.

[chinsup]

You sorely underestimate how many "creepy" things I have seen.

[She's had a front row seat to the Hunger Games for the past six of so years. Watching children behead one another is a far more traumatizing thing than body control.]

[failassassin]

You simply don't seem like someone who would deal well with creepy-no offense meant, of course.

[that and Turlough had the biggest complex about his powers for the longest time.]

[chinsup]

I am an Escort for the Hunger Games, Turlough.

[Said quite simply, as if this explained everything.

Which, of course, it does.]

[failassassin]

[Turlough doesn't have the best idea of what the Hunger Games are but, from speaking with Effie, Haymitch and some of the others, he's picking up on it. So, he gives a sympathy wince.]

I keep forgetting.

[chinsup]

It's fine.

[The whole Hunger Games thing isn't, but everything else kinda is.]

[failassassin]

Anyway, thanks for making sure that nobody stepped on me during that...whatever it was.

[chinsup]

The powers are malfunctioning. So -- whatever your particular gift is, it backfired upon you.

[Effie folds her arms over her chest loosely, frowning amidst her furs.]

I haven't attempted to use mine just yet, as I don't enjoy the idea of my creations attacking me.

[failassassin]

[There was a pause, before he admitted,] Body control. My gift is body control.