By now, few haven't noticed the storm brewing in our cozy town of Wayward Pines, hidden just beyond the oppressive fog of quiet suburbia. No one's sure quite when it started. All they know is that last month, for the first time thus far, it broke through the clouds. Few who chose to get involved were left unchanged.
But so far, June has been... fairly uneventful. Peaceful, even. The birds are singing. The Sheriff has a spring in his step, and the Main Street entrepreneurs finally seem to find themselves at ease. Some might even think that after last month's mess, the storm has finally cleared.
They couldn't be more wrong if they tried.
There's no warning, no steady build up or slow decline. Out in the officially-sanctioned camping zones, each student, teacher, and chaperone attending the school year's last hurrah stumbles to their hands and knees, barely able to stop at
that. But it's not just them — every single person unfortunate enough to be out in the woods at 4:30 PM on the 9th of June feels the strength leave their body in the span of a breath, feels their knees give out and any special abilities they have slip from their grasp like sand through their fingers. To those who've ventured too close to the fenceline, what they're feeling now is entirely too familiar. To those who haven't? It's exhausting at best and terrifying at worst.
To the town of Wayward Pines, however, nothing is amiss. Not until the first stragglers manage to crawl back to town to tell the tale.
IN CHARACTER | IT'S GOT THE POWER |
At
midday on the 9th, the intensity of the fence surrounding the town increases exponentially, and anyone more than
100 yards from town feels suddenly exhausted and de-powered. Comparatively, it's as if they were dropped ten yards from the fence, able to crawl reasonably and only outright stand if they're willing to tax all of the energy they have left. The closer they get to town, the stronger they start to feel, though staying on your feet is decidedly difficult outside of that 100-yard mark.
The town itself is
unaffected by this change. Within the city lines, it's as if nothing is wrong at all, save for the more subtle signs, The
farmers are coming home that much more exhausted — while the farm itself seems largely within the safe zone, those who work there feel just a little bit heavier as they go about their daily tasks. On top of that, the local
wildlife have congregated well within the 'safe zone' just inside the treeline. Many local predators are taking advantage of the change to catch the distinctly more accessible prey, so while the screaming from the woods seems to have died down for now, that doesn't mean those woods are any sort of peaceful. This
danger of predation stretches to any humans who venture into the trees. Additionally, many prey-type animals have joined the scavenger species in roaming the outer streets of Wayward Pines. Deer flock nervously to residents' backyards, willing to risk the proximity with humans over the immediate presence of hungry cougars and bears.
This continues steadily for nearly a week and a half, until
early on the morning of the 19th. More on the events of the 19th will come a few days before the event.
OUT OF CHARACTER | THE BREAKDOWN |
This chunk of June's event is decently simple — an environmental shift with few actual side effects for those who don't find themselves in the woods terribly often. Most characters will find their daily lives unchanged.
As such, there will be
no catch-all for the Precautionary Measures segment of the event, aside from the Field Day & Camping Trip log posted yesterday. Players are by all means welcomed to post their own individual logs dealing with the ramifications of the apparent spike in the fence's area of effect.
Much like May's Sudden Recall event, we have no built-in paths to interact with the town or its NPCs through this piece of the event, but that didn't stop people from improvising beautifully last month and you're welcome to do so here as well. We'll provide a
'plot interaction' top-level in case such an occasion arises.
The infopost for the mysterious
'survival event' will go up
on the 16th, and the meat of this month's event will be revealed in that.
Until then, take the next week and a half to ready yourself for the most action that Wayward Pines has seen thus far.
QUESTIONS
PLOT INTERACTION
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"Ulric," he greets. "This the kind of chat we should have in my office?" Is it long and/or private?
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And here's another one; Yukari finds her way to the office easily and, just for a moment, ponders sneaking in. It's a stupid idea, and she'll go in the front door and wait for the sheriff to return.
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"'Afternoon, ma'am. What might I do for you?"
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"I think you've got a couple things of mine." Her hands fold behind her hips. "I'd like them back, please."
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WHOOPS, enjoy another disgruntled citizen, sheriff
(And if asked for details or clarification-- since he doesn't actually have a daughter in Wayward Pines-- he'd mention Storybrooke, curses, evil queens, etc. and flagrantly disregard the rules in the official notices)
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But then the talk of 'Storybrooke' starts in, and his eyes go a little steely. He speaks in slow, careful tones from there. Tells Jefferson that he thinks he's having some sort of a panic incident, those are known to cause delusions. It's not Jeff's fault. He just needs to sit back and breathe and think about what he knows is real - like this town. Even just the chair he's sitting in.
He says he's not trained in helping people down from incidents like these, and he's going to call somebody who might better know how to help, if that's alright with Jefferson.
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so sorry for the delay
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since you know he's gonna fail, there's no need to hasten this part up, right? or should we still?
we can take our time! no worries there <3
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a bit swamped - wrapping this up here so you don't have to wait ♥
thanks!
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She waves to the receptionist and unless stopped, will head straight to Danny's office to wait for him there.
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Danny strolls back in not too long later, greeting the receptionist in passing. He doesn't seem at all bothered to see Sharon in his office, taking in her expression and greeting her with, "How long have you been on the clock?" The 'you look tired' is unspoken but obvious enough regardless.
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He'd like to report a few missing persons. Sort of.
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She offers him a seat in one of a couple of comfortable chairs, then asks how he's doing. What happened the other day must have been quite a shock for him.
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Softly, and with a wince at the memory that's even mostly genuine, he agrees about the shock, says that he's still a little jumpy, maybe. Apologizes for it, even, ducking his head against his chest. He doesn't appear eager to meet her eyes.
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PLOTTING