The Cold:

[fluxscapemod]

Who: Everyone who wants in.
What: Investigating the weird curfew and getting scared in return.
Where: All Throughout Driftcrest
When: January 13th through the 18th
Warnings: Mentions of creepy feelings, intense fear, probably swearing. Please warn for content in your threads should it come up.

By now, people brought to Driftcrest will be aware that something is wrong. The armed guards might be a big tip-off, as would the Ice Statue Graveyard that people seem keen to avoid. And then there's that weird curfew that has businesses running for home before it's even dark out, and people being shoved unceremoniously into hostels for the night, should they be caught out past 8 pm.

And with all this, people might be curious as to why. That's what this is for. Post below with your character investigating the strange goings-ons, poking around to try to find out why the eight PM curfew is such a big deal. Tag others doing the same!

But remember; shortly after the sun goes down, if you're still out, you will feel as though something very sinister is following you. It will spike all of your paranoias and fears and your fight or flight response will demand that you run. Run fast. Whatever it is will follow. You won't see it, no. But you'll hear it. Skittering, growling, the air around you growing colder the closer it gets.

But don't worry. You'll make it home. No one's gonna get hurt.

This time.

Comments

[menarebrave]

He nodded. "It does. I've just trained to notice the things that don't blend."

A detective twenty-years on. Sometimes it felt like a grind for the sake of there being a grind.

"Only the fact that no one has gone near that statue or the surrounding area. Superstition?"

[hibana_incursa]

"The statues are a graveyard. They're memorials. Very well detailed memorials, so it makes sense that people don't want to go near them."

Gwen wouldn't really be comfortable around something like that, either.

"There are a couple new ones, too, but I can't even begin to tell you where they're made. Or who makes them."

They kind of just show up.

[menarebrave]

There was a shrug at that. It depended on the person. It seemed like most of the people who went from location to location were more reserved than daring. Though, he had to wonder, if there was another reason people weren't venturing into the graveyards.

"It seems like that's most of this place. Cities come from beaches, ski-resorts from cities..."

[hibana_incursa]

"Things just show up," Ghost-Spider states, not really liking that too much.

"That sounds a bit too close to 'things just happen'."

Things just happen to good people. Things just happen in places that aren't good places. She's starting to think this dimension or what have you isn't a good place. At all.

"You see anything interesting, yet?" Gwen asks. There's a slight tingling of her spider-sense and she takes a moment to tilt her head a bit, listening. She's not sure, but she thinks she can just make out the sound of something moving. Probably the same something that was chasing her before, some kind of creature she just couldn't see.

[hibana_incursa]

For everything she learns about this place, it just seems to open up more mysteries and more problems. More issues to work through, even though she has no clue how. This kind of mystery is unnerving, because every clue feels more like a red herring than anything else.

She turns to look at the Bat again.

"Think they're connected? Other than turning into something new every so often."

[menarebrave]

"Hm." The Bat frowned slightly as he thought. "The conversations on the network seem to point to certain ideas."

It would be easy to imply he hacked the network. The more of the Batman that is shrouded in mystery? The better. They didn't need to know where he came from or who he was... just yet.