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ioduanlogs2019-04-08 11:50 pm
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[EVENT] ARCH RIVALS
Characters: Open
Date: April 8th - 28th
Location: Aifaran
Situation: The mysterious ships emit mysterious toots
Warnings/Rating: Strange noises may cause headaches, dizziness, and fatigue. Please consult your doctor should you experience any of these side effects.
After the arches arose from the decks of the two strange ships in the harbor last month, they've been quiet, exhibiting no other odd behavior, until suddenly on the morning of April 8th, they let out a low noise, at the very bottom edge of human hearing. Those with more sensitive ears like Arybar can hear it halfway across the city. The noise - a low, reverberating tone - lasts for one minute. Twelve hours later, it happens again, for another minute. Exactly twelve hours apart for the next few days, it happens for progressively longer periods of time - two minutes, three, five, eight, thirteen, twenty-one, thirty-four, fifty-five, eighty-nine...the final noise lasts for one hundred and forty four minutes, and causes mass headaches across the city. Some residents are so affected by the noise that they collapse.
The city of Aifaran has fallen into a sense of ill ease over the most recent guests. Many citizens are concerned about the secrecy over the other two ships and Melias's dodgy behaviour. Turning to leaders has yielded nothing, and rumour and speculation runs rampant on the networks. Some of it is easily dismissed as it sounds like some people might need to tighten their tinfoil hats, but there are others speculating that they may have had something to do with the recent storm - and also possibly the Narrakra.
If one were to dig deeper into these rumours, they would find that many of the progenitor accounts have been deleted. And for the particularly tech savvy, that they don't seem to link back to actual people at all...
Researchers at the Aisling Tower are in an uproar. Many are trying to discern what the sounds are and why the ships are emitting them. They aren't being secretive about this either - they say that these noises have had detrimental effects, causing those with sensitive hearing or psychic abilities to grow disoriented and pass out. Small plants that were seemingly healthy have withered.
They've handed out small devices they call Thaumatic Resonance Percepters (or, as they affectionately nickname them; TheRePes). They're fairly cheap and easy-to-make devices, partially mechanical and partially organic. They're compact and store and send the data automatically every hour so anyone who can simply just keep one on their person can collect the results. When the noises emit, they measure various frequencies including both the mundane and metaphysical effects of the peculiar noises.
After the high-pitched wail from the ships, all is silent. Well, from Melias's side anyway. After every flower at the festival has withered, there has been no sign of her or her compatriots. The ships are silent and utterly inert - even the waters around them seem unnaturally still.
While rumours and speculations had died down prior to the festival, they've returned with a vengeance, with many brave souls hanging around the docks as close to the ships as the Sentry will permit, taking notes and photographs and other footage in hopes of shedding light on anything. Other inhabitants of the city have started making a move further inland.
Some have noticed some unusual fissures in the landscape, albeit small. They're chalking it up to soil erosion from the storm.
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OOC Notes: Melias will be available for threading upon request. Also please note if you want to investigate the rumours on the Xaxa Network!
Date: April 8th - 28th
Location: Aifaran
Situation: The mysterious ships emit mysterious toots
Warnings/Rating: Strange noises may cause headaches, dizziness, and fatigue. Please consult your doctor should you experience any of these side effects.
After the arches arose from the decks of the two strange ships in the harbor last month, they've been quiet, exhibiting no other odd behavior, until suddenly on the morning of April 8th, they let out a low noise, at the very bottom edge of human hearing. Those with more sensitive ears like Arybar can hear it halfway across the city. The noise - a low, reverberating tone - lasts for one minute. Twelve hours later, it happens again, for another minute. Exactly twelve hours apart for the next few days, it happens for progressively longer periods of time - two minutes, three, five, eight, thirteen, twenty-one, thirty-four, fifty-five, eighty-nine...the final noise lasts for one hundred and forty four minutes, and causes mass headaches across the city. Some residents are so affected by the noise that they collapse.
I. CHAOS AND CONFUSION
The city of Aifaran has fallen into a sense of ill ease over the most recent guests. Many citizens are concerned about the secrecy over the other two ships and Melias's dodgy behaviour. Turning to leaders has yielded nothing, and rumour and speculation runs rampant on the networks. Some of it is easily dismissed as it sounds like some people might need to tighten their tinfoil hats, but there are others speculating that they may have had something to do with the recent storm - and also possibly the Narrakra.
If one were to dig deeper into these rumours, they would find that many of the progenitor accounts have been deleted. And for the particularly tech savvy, that they don't seem to link back to actual people at all...
II. AISLING UNLEASHED
Researchers at the Aisling Tower are in an uproar. Many are trying to discern what the sounds are and why the ships are emitting them. They aren't being secretive about this either - they say that these noises have had detrimental effects, causing those with sensitive hearing or psychic abilities to grow disoriented and pass out. Small plants that were seemingly healthy have withered.
They've handed out small devices they call Thaumatic Resonance Percepters (or, as they affectionately nickname them; TheRePes). They're fairly cheap and easy-to-make devices, partially mechanical and partially organic. They're compact and store and send the data automatically every hour so anyone who can simply just keep one on their person can collect the results. When the noises emit, they measure various frequencies including both the mundane and metaphysical effects of the peculiar noises.
III. FALTERED FESTIVITIES
After the high-pitched wail from the ships, all is silent. Well, from Melias's side anyway. After every flower at the festival has withered, there has been no sign of her or her compatriots. The ships are silent and utterly inert - even the waters around them seem unnaturally still.
While rumours and speculations had died down prior to the festival, they've returned with a vengeance, with many brave souls hanging around the docks as close to the ships as the Sentry will permit, taking notes and photographs and other footage in hopes of shedding light on anything. Other inhabitants of the city have started making a move further inland.
Some have noticed some unusual fissures in the landscape, albeit small. They're chalking it up to soil erosion from the storm.
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OOC Notes: Melias will be available for threading upon request. Also please note if you want to investigate the rumours on the Xaxa Network!
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Duibhe's reaction is to suddenly flap her wings hard, pushing herself upright to perch on his shoulder before turning to make a series of excited, meowing squeaks at Nita. [To keep away the bad noise? Yes, please! The noise is scary, it hurts!]
"Is she... talking to you?" Trahearne asks, intrigued.
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"Yup," Nita confirms, before switching back to the Speech - and reaching for her Manual, since the 'earplugs' wizardry is going to need some modifying to work here.
/Good. You'll have to hold still while I make this, but you can talk as much as you want. It'll help me get the dimensions just right./
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Duibhe steadies herself by leaning against Trahearne's neck, crouching down low with her claws hooked around the sash on his shoulder and some of his leaves underneath. She doesn't know what to expect, but she's hopeful as she mewls, [Okay, I will! I'm ready!]
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Nita keeps level with the batcat, acknowledging with an additional /Hold steady,/ before landing on the right spell and starting to fiddle with it.
The part about talking is mostly to iron out the usage of Duibhe's Name, which is essential for customizing the spell. She'll feel an odd ticking in her ears as Nita recites in the Speech - nothing painful, and even the intensity of the ticking fades over the course of the spellcasting.
The batcat will have to give an affirmative when the earplugs are at the right shape, but the calibration should go smoothly.