Day 1

[mirror_mod]

The first sign is maybe different for all of you – the hard ground underneath you, the lack of a body next to you, or no blanket to pull over your shoulders when you reach for it. Either way, when you open your eyes you know for certain you aren’t in the castle.

It’s a little too quiet here, except for the sounds of people around you moving about. There is a strange, unreal quality about everything, as if were viewed through the grimy patina of an old piece of film or photograph and half-realized blurs of images and words seems to hang suspended in the air like solid smoke – there but not quite there.

The group seems to be at the edge of a dead forest, the trees dark and twisted and the ground swirling with mist. A path seems to lead into the depths, but the sky that way is cast with dark umber and hanging shadows that don’t seem terribly inviting.

Not far off, however, is a long stone bridge stretching over a chasm of nothingness and leading to what looks like a city. Far beyond the rooftops, there is the briefest glimmer of dazzling light, gone almost as soon as you see it.

((OOC: WAIT FOR SECTIONS PLEASE! Aaaaaand GO!))

WAKING UP | THE CITY

Comments

[gevurah]

Tim. [ There's some relief behind it, but whatever it is that brought them here got another nocturnal ally without him noticing. Not good. She's really starting to dislike the magic of this world even more than she does. ]

Everything okay on your end?

[detectivegenius]

[He nods, taking in more of their surroundings.] I'm fine. Just confused. You think this is a world change...?

[gevurah]

Hard to tell. [ It's possible they've all been scattered, but wouldn't they still have journals on them? ] World changes don't happen this often.

[ Her voice drops now. ]

What's the last thing you remember?

[detectivegenius]

I... think I fell asleep at my desk. I was in the middle of re-organizing all the information Lois gave us the other day in my private journal.

[gevurah]

[ The memory is a bit foggy to her, to her frustration. ]

Patrol here. Then... I think I felt tired.

[detectivegenius]

You were on patrol? In costume? [He's a little surprised because... yeah she's not in costume now. Maybe whatever brought them there doesn't want them to be able to fight back.] Do you have anything on you that you might be able to use as a weapon?

[gevurah]

[ She nods at the first part. It's followed by her setting her face into a frown. ]

Nothing. All of it was in my belt or gauntlet.

[detectivegenius]

Looks like we're going to find something around here we can use instead. There's got to be something. [He really does not like being completely unarmed. It feels uncomfortably vulnerable.]

[gevurah]

[ She feels exactly the same. Her legs and fists can only go so far if it's something magical or supernatural they're up against. ]

Some of the others with us should still have their powers.

[detectivegenius]

That would be handy. This place is giving me twilight zone vibes. I wouldn't be surprised if we ran into more trouble at some point.

[gevurah]

Into the creepy looking town we go? [ She gestured to the bridge. No point in staying here... ]

[detectivegenius]

Looks like it's the only place to go. [He nods and heads that way, glancing around at the various people and starting to make a headcount of how many people are there.]

[gevurah]

With this many of us here, people are bound to notice at the castle.

[detectivegenius]

If people are still back at the castle.

[gevurah]

No sense in thinking the worst.

[detectivegenius]

Right. It's too soon to start drawing any strong conclusions yet.

[gevurah]

We'll need to get the group moving altogether. [ She's always been the type to fly solo. This is the worst way to make her a team player. ]