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BLACKOUT LOG, BACKDATED [open]
WHO| Carlos and you -- specifically paging MCU!Bucky, Clara Murphy, Aang, and Kankri! Cecil will be present but groups of people make him nervous, so he'll mostly be hanging back.
WHAT| Carlos uses the blackout to spread the good word about the rebellion
WHEN| During the three hours of no power
WHERE| The Night Vale store and the area just outside of it.
WARNINGS| A description of fake gore, but other than that, nothing yet
Carlos and Cecil were shut in the Night Vale store when the lights went out.
Carlos had listened to the broadcast intently, mouth a tight line, worry furrowing his brows as he gazed handsomely into the middle distance, careful not to miss a word -- and then, all at once and with a great shudder, light dropped away from the world, and everything was dark.
Dark, and silent, Carlos noticed: with the ever-present hum of electricity gone, the white noise he had grown used to left a quiet that seemed to press against his eardrums.
But as the seconds ticked by, he found that it was not entirely quiet at all. He could hear his own breathing, and Cecil's. Neither was it entirely dark: as his eyes adjusted, he noticed that things in the Night Vale store had begun to glow. The Arby's sign, for one, and the lights above it. There was a Shape near the front that gave off a dim but angry red light. Other things, too, on the Desert Bluffs side, glowed a sick yellow. All of it together, Carlos realized, was enough to see by.
When someone walks by the front, Carlos can see them. If it's someone he knows, he'll hiss a psssst! and motion them over to talk to him through the grate. If it's someone he doesn't -- well, he'll try not to catch their attention, but this store is one of the only light sources on level three. It might attract attention anyway.
Oh, and one more thing: be careful not to slip. The floor under the grate is covered in mostly-dried blood -- fake, being sold on the Desert Bluffs side. There are teeth in it, and a severed hand, and thick clumps of congealed viscera. It looks like at least two people were brutally murdered here; at least, that's how it looks in the daytime. It might be hard to see in the dark.
WHAT| Carlos uses the blackout to spread the good word about the rebellion
WHEN| During the three hours of no power
WHERE| The Night Vale store and the area just outside of it.
WARNINGS| A description of fake gore, but other than that, nothing yet
Carlos and Cecil were shut in the Night Vale store when the lights went out.
Carlos had listened to the broadcast intently, mouth a tight line, worry furrowing his brows as he gazed handsomely into the middle distance, careful not to miss a word -- and then, all at once and with a great shudder, light dropped away from the world, and everything was dark.
Dark, and silent, Carlos noticed: with the ever-present hum of electricity gone, the white noise he had grown used to left a quiet that seemed to press against his eardrums.
But as the seconds ticked by, he found that it was not entirely quiet at all. He could hear his own breathing, and Cecil's. Neither was it entirely dark: as his eyes adjusted, he noticed that things in the Night Vale store had begun to glow. The Arby's sign, for one, and the lights above it. There was a Shape near the front that gave off a dim but angry red light. Other things, too, on the Desert Bluffs side, glowed a sick yellow. All of it together, Carlos realized, was enough to see by.
When someone walks by the front, Carlos can see them. If it's someone he knows, he'll hiss a psssst! and motion them over to talk to him through the grate. If it's someone he doesn't -- well, he'll try not to catch their attention, but this store is one of the only light sources on level three. It might attract attention anyway.
Oh, and one more thing: be careful not to slip. The floor under the grate is covered in mostly-dried blood -- fake, being sold on the Desert Bluffs side. There are teeth in it, and a severed hand, and thick clumps of congealed viscera. It looks like at least two people were brutally murdered here; at least, that's how it looks in the daytime. It might be hard to see in the dark.
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