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Fade Rift Mods ([personal profile] faderifting) wrote in [community profile] faderift2019-05-15 11:04 am

EVENT: TRUTH BOMB

WHO: Anyone
WHAT: TRUTH BOMB
WHEN: Bloomingtide 15-17
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: OOC information. Use appropriate content warnings in your subject lines, please.


It’s an ordinary day—so not a very pleasant one. The weather is dreary and muggy, and the day’s lunch is a soup that’s a little too watery and bland. The griffons are being their usual level of noisy and swoopy. The work is its usual level of urgent and difficult.

But in the storage rooms, something wiggles. Then it hums. Then it pops.

Outside of the storage room, there’s no actual sound, no shift in the wind, and no visible sign of a change. But the pop might be felt—like the moment something finally clicks, or two ideas suddenly fit together, except the opposite. In the heads of everyone in the fortress, something is suddenly not connected quite right.

The first sign of what’s gone wrong is that someone immediately stands up and tells the cook how bad the soup is.

A lot of people’s days are about to get exponentially worse.
keenly: (I won't be made useless)

[personal profile] keenly 2019-06-04 06:15 am (UTC)(link)
“They’re always painting Tevinter as some continuous, slave-whipping, demon-summoning orgy, so I’m a bit surprised. But, all right.” A shrug. “We’ll figure it out together.”
altusimperius: (ofuck)

[personal profile] altusimperius 2019-06-04 06:18 am (UTC)(link)
This makes Benedict laugh, though even he dreads the words as they exit his mouth: "nobody wants slaves at these things, they'd kill the mood."
The smile remains beneath eyes that are suddenly intensely anxious. "Well goodbye," he says quickly, and gets up to abscond before Colin or anyone else can formulate commentary.
keenly: (of a five and a half minute hallway)

[personal profile] keenly 2019-06-04 06:21 am (UTC)(link)