atonementlogs | event 003: the potions

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When: April 1st - 30th

Where: Various locations.

Warnings: None. Please put any warnings in the comment subject if it progresses that way!

The weather will continue to be Spring-like for the rest of this month, with the occasional storm or shower here and there. Once again, all citizen's will be alerted to go to the center of Penance to see about their punishment for the month of April!

As usual, a tent has been set up with plenty of food and drink set up on tables, with another one off to the corner containing letters addressed to each citizen, along with bottles of potion for each. Each person is invited to take a bottle and either drink it now, slip it to someone else, or saved it for later.

The effects are described as being random. The person who consumes the liquid may see the ghost of someone they've harmed in the past that will follow them around, screaming their sins to all around. It mayse severe, nearly deadly pain. It may take away one of the taker's senses, whether it's sight, hearing, touch, smell, or taste, or even all of them.

If citizens would rather go another route, they are free to make use of the Sin Lounge and deliver torture or pain to each other.

For those eager for more, citizens may take as many punishments as they want during the month!

With their new letter collected, it is time for all to decide their new punishment and face it bravely!

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[The pain is bad enough that he practically forgets Marcus is there. All of his attention is on the way he can trace every line of very vein and artery in his body, and how all of them are screaming. It's as if he's being burned alive from within, flames pulsing through his with every heartbeat.

Outwardly, the only changes to him are the choked-down noises of pain that burst out of his mouth and the way he's gone even paler than he usually is. His eyes are wide but seem to see nothing, staring focused on the table in front of him blankly while he fights to stay upright.

It's a fight he loses when a new crest of pain sweeps him, and his legs buckle. He crashes to the floor and practically smacks his face on the table edge on the way down, not that he'd have really noticed. Jezebel lands in a crumpled heap on the ground, his fingers curled into tight, shaking fists while he forces himself not to claw at his own skin for a feeling of relief that he know won't happen.]

[Marcus's face is almost stone cold to the point of hiding his own emotions for the sake of the punishment. He's used to it. Not terminator emotions but real ones.

[Even the terminator had no idea when the punishment was to finish its course, but Marcus sighed, shortly.]

"This.. this is what death tastes like."

[Jezebel only barely hears him. For a long while, he's just curled on the floor, fingernails digging welts into his palm, biting his own lip until it bleeds. The pain doesn't ebb, just flows and radiates out of his blood like an aura of agony, overwhelming him entirely. If he moves even more than just a twitch, it swallows him down with a new sharp wave of torment, bowling him over.

It's a long while before it starts to fade even a little, just enough that he can move without doubling over in pain. When he's able to sit up, he does so carefully, slowly, trying to move himself with as few motions as possible.

He gestures to Marcus, holding out his hand, voice short and tense:] Help me up?

[As the punishment starts to fade, Marcus eyes the good doctor on the ground, trying to sit up.]

"It's only fair."

The terminator man says this slow, appearing to hide any sympathy for the guy.

The man is able to lift his arm around the doctor's shoulder and help the man walk toward his house so he can at least take a breather."

"Let's take you home."

event 003: the potions

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