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Riverview Moderator ([personal profile] riverviewmod) wrote in [community profile] riverviewlogs2018-05-01 07:34 pm

monthly mingle: MEMORIA

who: everyone in Riverview!
what: monthly mingle: memoria
when: the month of may
where: anywhere around the city
warnings: please put any necessary warnings in the subject lines

memoria


In the days leading up to May 1st, residents new and old will notice preparations beginning, a flurry of activity getting the city ready for the upcoming celebration: Memoria. A more solemn celebration than Sampremi or the Flower Festival, Memoria is a week-long time of remembrance for those lost in the Great War and the epidemic that decimated Riverview Quarantine's population 10 years ago. Memoria traditions include lighting lanterns for the dead, telling stories about lost loved ones or lost homes, eating meals with loved ones, and a special gathering to send floating lanterns down the river in honor of those lost.

a solemn commemoration of those lost



While the main city-wide event associated with Memoria is the floating of lanterns down the river on each Sunday evening of the month, the holiday is generally seen as a time of reflection on and appreciation of things that have been lost - people, homes, cultures, and planets. It is also a celebration of the things that remain. Many locally-owned shops will host displays of culturally-significant food, and will hand out informational flyers sharing the unique customs of their own homeworlds and inviting others to share those customs. There is a heavy emphasis on sharing time with family, friends, and lovers, and anyone who is able to will cook meals or treats for loved ones, or at least purchase them something good to eat.


i. hanging lanterns


Throughout the entire week of Memoria, residents will be hanging lanterns around the city. Lanterns are generally placed in greater number in places of passage - streets, bridges, and all alongside the train lines are particularly well-decorated, as are any trees alongside paths, and most homes and businesses have a profusion of lanterns around their doors and windows. This tradition is twofold; some people believe that the lanterns are hung in these places in order to guide the spirits of the dead back to those who still love them, other people believe that the lanterns are to give light for living loved ones to find their doors in times of darkness...many people believe both.

No matter what your character might believe, you can be sure they will find themselves offered a lantern for free from various businesses or friendly citizens passing by, and invited to hang it before the sun sets, or they may be handed a bundle of lanterns and asked to help share them with others.


ii. sharing life


Throughout the city, characters will find groups of people gathering to share hot drinks and talk about their loved ones lost, their homes and planets, or their experiences during the Great War and the epidemic. Anyone who has lost someone, who has fought to survive, who is feeling cut off and homesick, is welcome to sit and share their story. If your character chooses to sit and to share their story, they will find that people will gather to listen, will generally be respectful of the telling, and may share their own similar experiences in return. This is an excellent time to air grief in an environment where most people understand and respect grief, and a good time to deepen the connections to others around you, to understand them better.

There is also a very large focus on cooking or purchasing meals or treats for loved ones during Memoria, with many people taking meals with everyone they care about during the week of the holiday. Some go the extra mile and will hand out baked goods (usually chocolate or cinnamon), packets of candy, or other little treats to acquaintances, especially if they would like to form a closer bond with them. This is a great time for characters to reach out to someone they would like to get to know better with a surprise treat!


iii. floating of the lanterns


On the evening of May 8th, just before sundown, many of the city's residents will head toward the banks of the river, where they will light lanterns in a wide variety of shapes, sizes, and colors, in honor of their dead loved ones. The types of lanterns vary wildly, based on personality (either of the person floating it or the person they are honoring), culture, and many other factors. Some lanterns are very simple, others are incredibly complex, but the one common feature they all have is that people write on the shades of them - they write about their feelings for their loved ones, their wishes for their relationships and friendships, a memory from childhood or home, or even just lines of poetry or lyrics from songs that express something they miss, or something that hurts them.

Once those emotions are written on the lanterns, the lanterns are set free, floating down the river in the darkening evening, in a cathartic gesture shared by most residents of the city. Waves of lantern floating will start around 7 pm and continue until the sun rises on each Sunday evening of May.


iv. down with the sickness


The epidemic that happened 10 years ago was an incredibly traumatic experience for the people living in the Quarantine, on a cultural scale as well as a personal one. While most people who live in the Quarantine are able to leave after 5 years, the trauma lingers in any number of invisible ways in the city. Besides that, there is a small population of people who have chosen to live permanently in the Quarantine, who have made it their home and embraced its melting pot of cultural diversity as their own. Many of these people are survivors of the epidemic, and have a particularly poignant connection to the Memoria celebration.

One of these long-term residents is an engineer specializing in magically-enhanced robotics who lost most of her family in the epidemic, and as each year passes she becomes more and more distraught by how the population turns over and slowly loses track of the importance of Memoria. In her eyes, it's become symbolic, commercialized, a celebration of general grief and not the very specific grief the Quarantine experienced 10 years ago. And she has decided to do something about it, something to make the specific trauma of the epidemic very real and very current to everyone in the city.

On May 1st, she will be releasing a small cloud of self-replicating magically-enhanced nanites near City Hall. The nanites are drawn to warm, living bodies, and once they enter, they find their way to the brain and central nervous system (or equivalent, depending on physiology) and start to take effect on the parts of the brain (or equivalent) that control a person's sensory experiences and psychosomatic responses. In effect, the nanites work as an artificial virus that makes residents horribly ill, and which can be passed from person to person like a contagion.

Throughout the month, reports of this mysterious illness will sweep through the Quarantine, with residents uncertain of how to cure it. Symptoms vary widely depending on the person, with each affected person facing a uniquely personal set of symptoms - but each case has the same thing in common: it ends with the victim losing consciousness and lapsing into a coma.



How It Works

● Participation is opt-in, and while the "epidemic" can't be ignored in the city, characters are not required to get ill even if they are exposed.
● The "disease" can be spread from person to person by skin-to-skin contact or exchange of fluids (kissing, coughing, spitting, etc.) There is no set symptoms for the "disease," and how much or little a character is affected or in what ways is up to player discretion. Incubation period (time between exposure and first symptoms appearing) is also up to player discretion.
● Since the nanites are based in both tech and mgaic, they are much harder to defeat than they would be otherwise. However, they can be deactivated and destroyed through a combination of electromagnetic pulses and magical nullification or spell-dispersing abilities. Players are also welcome to come up with other ways to deactivate the nanites, keeping in mind that it should not be too easy.
● Affected characters can be sick for as long or short a time as the player decides, and once they lapse into a coma it can last as long as the player decides. Once the character wakes from the coma, they will no longer be sick and the nanites will no longer be present in their system.
● Once a character has been infected, they will be immune and cannot be reinfected.
● All sick characters will be well again by May 31st and there will be no long-term effects.

● If any players wish to pursue or bring to justice the perpetrator, please send the mod a PM and we can discuss your ideas!


v. roommates or wildcard


Feel free to use this prompt to meet new roommates, for the purpose of getting to know each other, or hit up the mod-posted prompt to create a Communal Housing floor mingle. Or, if you have an idea for a prompt that isn't in this list, set during Memoria, feel free to write it up!


visual inspiration


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Credit: image i: RAW Visual, image ii: by trenchmaker, image iv: Bianca Draghici; image iii: found uncredited on Pinterest - please let the mod know if you find credit!

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seeingscarlet: (fragile; 081)

[personal profile] seeingscarlet 2018-05-08 01:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oops.

Wanda steadies herself and looks up from the ground into Valkyrie's concerned eyes. She'd been staring at the ground and trying very hard to calm herself and somewhere along the way she forgot to watch where she was going.]


Sorry! I...I'm fine.

[She blinks, fighting the urge to rub her eyes both because she'd have to acknowledge the tears and because she'd make a complete mess of her makeup.]

I will be. [At least, for some redefined version of "fine."] Are you all right?
seeingscarlet: (girl; kitchen; 196)

[personal profile] seeingscarlet 2018-05-08 02:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I made these to share. It is part of the festival, yes?

[He seems kind of familiar, but Wanda's pretty sure they haven't spoken yet. The past few days have been a bit of a blur - there's just so much to take in.]
wit_and_sword: (resolved/resign)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-05-08 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
"You would have better luck in the library, if such is the case." She had nothing against the bookshops and did indulge in them on occasion, but the more informative texts wouldn't be found there. "They are more organized and possess records of past events from this world."

Something she herself had taken advantage of, especially with regards to the outside perimeter.
lykou: (boy10)

i.

[personal profile] lykou 2018-05-08 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Huh?

[ Unexpectedly, Ryan's arms are full of lanterns. It presents little issue; his arms are broad, and even if the lanterns weren't paper-light, he's a strong boy. But more than anything, he's confused. He stares at them for a moment, then to the person that handed them to him, then back to the lanterns again.

In his own weird way, he's enjoying this celebration, in as much as anyone can enjoy a festival of the dead. The solemnity is not lost on him, but there has always something calming and comforting learning about a location's traditions, and even more so when he has the opportunity to join in. It makes him feel a little more connected, to be able to take part in something like this. And this was something he sorely needed, as the homesickness started to set in, and he even found himself missing the wizard, of all people.

All that was forgotten for the moment, as he's shaken from his thoughts by having something shoved at him. He's not really sure what to make of this gesture, though. He stares for a moment longer, before he looks up again. ]


Do you have no one to hang these for...?

[ How that could be, he's not sure, and his confusion is evident. To not even have loved ones to mourn just seems too sad to be a real thing. A distant relative, a family member, an old acquaintance anything-- his mind is already trying to figure out how that could be possible, before he's even given the man a chance to answer. ]
tetherer: (5)

[personal profile] tetherer 2018-05-08 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! I can do that one!

[One of the first things they were taught was how to use the basic coffee machine, and since that's involved in most of the drinks they've made so far, they at least know how to do it by now.

They grab the venti size and start letting the coffee pour.
]

Venti is the biggest one, you got it. I had a hard time remembering these strange names at first, too.

[They smile sympathetically over the coffee machine.]
tetherer: (060)

[personal profile] tetherer 2018-05-08 03:52 pm (UTC)(link)
[They smile and wave back, though now they feel a bit more put on the spot, now that someone's around them that isn't a perfect stranger. Lucretia is an incredibly nice person, and they worry of her thinking less of them if she knew where they came from. What position they were in.

But on the Nexus, it was accepted. It was glorified.
]

He -- He helped me, when I was first starting out. I was very young, learning to be a god, and he was already there.

He was from another world, and he had this... habit, I suppose, of helping the housekeepers at the Tower. Sometimes in secret, but I caught him more than once. He told me, "Such favors need to be repaid." He'd leave them gifts.
lykou: (boy20)

i.

[personal profile] lykou 2018-05-08 04:15 pm (UTC)(link)
Uh... okay. You don't want to hang these up yourself?

[ Ryan takes a lantern and stares at it for a moment, as though he doesn't know what it is. He does, but he's more perplexed by the question. ]

I don't think a holiday has to be jolly, but I think there's still something soothing in coming together to recognize those we've loved and lost. It's not... jolly, but it does feel good. I think.
wiccant: (i can still hear your laughter.)

[personal profile] wiccant 2018-05-08 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
( except tommy is here, being a huge menage to society as speedsters generally do. billy can't even say he's too surprised: if feeling lost is what helps people fall through the dimensional cracks, he wouldn't be even the least bit surprised if his whole team ended up here at one point or another. that's kind of what the young avengers were: a bunch of misfits trying to help. )

Not here. I uh--knew a version of him back home where I came from. Not the same one you know, but. ( honestly despite how vast the multiverse is, he doubts there's a universe out there where wanda and pietro aren't close. )

You guys were close where I came from, too.
expeditiousness: (letter that you rip rip)

[personal profile] expeditiousness 2018-05-08 05:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Said he didn’t wanna be there, [tommy says, rushing his words together as fast as his racing heartbeat, and gently hands his twin over,] I got him out.

[which tommy is now doubting was the right thing to do, considering billy’s now-unconscious state. his mouth presses into a tight frown, and his fingers rapidly curl and uncurl at his sides, unoccupied, useless.]

He said the doctors couldn’t do anything an’ he wanted to be at home.
ikols: will be guiding you (and your sacred heart)

[personal profile] ikols 2018-05-08 05:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[ A tight noise curdles in the back of his throat as he rises, biting his tongue for now. Loki takes long strides down a corridor, leaving it to Tommy to follow if he will, and one of the doors ahead bangs open to reveal a portal into the hospital atrium. Several places in the Quarantine are linked to the Sanctum in case of emergencies with the hospital, ironically, the latest. ]

Doctors! Come with me.

[ Compulsion isn't a power Loki likes to utilise, it's too direct; cheating at cheating, verging on the telepathy the Old Loki used on mortals, and it leaves a sickly sensation in his stomach. Even so, two doctors nearby gain a glassy look as the godling's words shiver in the air and they hurry to flank him as he stalks to the nearest empty room, gently laying Billy down on a bed. The mortals blink as their free thought returns, but Loki cuts off their protests to regain control. ]

This man is sick, attend him.

[ With the doctors suddenly all business, Loki finally takes a breath and steps back from the bed. ]
expeditiousness: (whip whip run me like a racehorse)

[personal profile] expeditiousness 2018-05-08 06:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[tommy follows, but hangs back, silently keeping his distance, watching billy and loki and the doctors work while worry shreds his insides. he only did what billy asked of him, but even so, tommy can’t halt the thought that billy’s current condition is his fault from coiling deep into his mind. if anything else happens to him, anything worse, that will be his fault too, won’t it.

tommy isn’t good at standing still on the best of days, but anxiety makes him even more fidgety - rocking from one foot to the other, fingers tapping against his arms, wrapped tightly around his own chest. he should be doing something - but what can he do?]
ikols: full of bad bitches (one big room)

[personal profile] ikols 2018-05-08 06:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Loki wants to shove Tommy out the door yet the sight of him, after a double-take of those all too familiar features twisted up in worry, stems his nastier side. He moves over to him, arms folded. Stern, trying not to be unkind yet little better than cool. ]

If a cure is found for the virus it will be brought to the hospital first and administered to the immediate patients, that's why I set him up here. I wanted to give him the best chance for recovery.

Didn't you know that people have been falling into comas?
expeditiousness: (letter that you rip rip)

[personal profile] expeditiousness 2018-05-08 06:51 pm (UTC)(link)
No.

[no one tells tommy anything. no one ever tells tommy anything; why would a change of location make a difference? the frown twisting his mouth deepens.]

He said it wasn’t a big deal, he just didn’t wanna be here. No one likes being locked up in a hospital.

[well. maybe tommy’s own feelings - yes, he does have them, actually - and experiences colored his judgment here. but it was an honest mistake - he’d never do anything to intentionally place billy’s well-being in jeopardy.]

Didn’t say anything about comas.

[thoooose are pretty goddamn serious, billy, what the fuck.]
ikols: on love & desire (i can get you high)

[personal profile] ikols 2018-05-08 07:00 pm (UTC)(link)
He likely didn't want you to worry. I didn't bring up his weakening state when he was conscious, [ glancing back over at Billy. ] he feared what might happen. Regardless, I don't expect him to be assisted in fleeing the hospital ever again, under any circumstances.

[ His tone hardens a fraction, green eyes sidelong at Tommy. ]
seeingscarlet: (concern; 179)

[personal profile] seeingscarlet 2018-05-08 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
A version of him?

[Sorry Billy, looks like you're going to have to be the one to break this alternate realities thing to her. The newcomer multiverse talk didn't include different versions of herself and her friends.

And although Wanda's racking her brain, she still doesn't know who this is. Is it worse to admit it, or would a little peek be crossing a line? Maybe...maybe something in the middle will have to do.]


Thor told me I was here before. Did you know me then?
wiccant: (the cruely's so predictable.)

[personal profile] wiccant 2018-05-08 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
( alternative versions is easy to explain. well. easy-ish. a lot easier than explaining what his wanda got up to and all of that nonsense. he supposes starting off slow is fine. )

I met you briefly, but we didn't talk much at all. I--do know the you from my world, though. ( even after all the nonsense that's happened after--their first meeting still holds the most meaning to him. the words she said (be yourself, and the keslers of the world can't touch you. stand your ground, see what happens) have stuck with him through the years. defined a lot of who he became. who he is. )

She's--you're--kind of my hero. ( even if everything has changed since then, even their relationship. ) My favorite Avenger, too.
buildsomething: ([hud] how about that)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-05-08 08:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh sorry. [A pause to clear his throat.] Come here often?

[And with that, Tony gives him a dry look then almost absently slides an arm around Sam's shoulders and tugs him in to rest against himself.]

Seriously, how are you feeling?
buildsomething: (masked)

[personal profile] buildsomething 2018-05-08 08:37 pm (UTC)(link)
[Tony hums a vague agreement, but there's a slightly noncommital tone to his voice that says he'd rather not talk about it. He's worried, of course he is, but he's also really looking for a distraction from that worry. Just for a bit.]

What're you working on?
flowlikewater: (know yourself)

[personal profile] flowlikewater 2018-05-08 09:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[ There is enough space on the other side of him and he gestures to it. ]

This area seems rather quiet. I won't pry, if you want to sit here. I am just waiting until I cannot see my lanterns on the horizon anymore.

[ Says the guy with cybernetic lenses in his eyes enhancing his vision slightly. Show off. ]
breqintopieces: (Mistrust)

[personal profile] breqintopieces 2018-05-08 10:32 pm (UTC)(link)
[One doesn't have to be a hyper-observant ancillary to catch the sound of Steve's feet shuffling as he walks closer, but if one is Breq, someone coming up behind her is enough to send tension crawling down her spine. The moment she can tell that the movement is coming closer to her the humming dies in her throat.

She snaps her head in that direction, her eyes latching onto Steve with an intensity that fades into relaxation as she recognizes him as not a threat. The problem with festivals and riversides like this: there's not much to get your back up against. She can't help being a little bit on edge, still, as she turns her attention back toward the river again to find her lantern in the swarm.]


It is a beautiful tradition. Not one I'm familiar with.
breqintopieces: (The Seivarden Expression)

[personal profile] breqintopieces 2018-05-08 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Hm. Most remembrances for the dead are, I've found. And equally religious.

[She's eying the lanterns, now, more thoughtfully, but she still hesitates rather than reaching out to take one. Instead she brings her attention up, giving Dorian another look over to take him in, lanterns and all.]

If you haven't heard of it, you're either not poetic, religious, or new to the Quarantine. [A question, phrased like a statement, as she evaluates. She still hasn't had a chance to get used to the style of the Quarantine, and this place is a hodge-podge of refugees from so many places-- her chances of reading much from Dorian's manner and dress are slim to none.]
Edited 2018-05-08 23:52 (UTC)
breqintopieces: (The Seivarden Expression)

[personal profile] breqintopieces 2018-05-08 11:57 pm (UTC)(link)
[Breq takes a half-step back to give Akira the space to stand, but continues to watch him critically, not yet turning and leaving for the building. Instead, she looks him over again, one hand braced on her hip.]

Are you waiting for anyone?
breqintopieces: (Remembering)

[personal profile] breqintopieces 2018-05-09 12:04 am (UTC)(link)
[There's no signs of grief, not unless Breq's hoarse voice counts. But maybe she always sounds like that.

The question has her shrugging, waving briefly with her hand.]


A reality and twenty years away. [There's a brief, bitter twist to her voice.] It's surely been civilized out of children's tunes by now.
bythehand: (but what about rey)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-05-09 12:42 am (UTC)(link)

[ Verdict two seconds in: could be worse. ]

The fast sort? [ He sure hopes so??? He raises his own lantern a little bit for illustration purposes. Offers a jerky half-shrug. Now that he's trying to consider his pitch in real-time, he's realizing it's maybe not the kind of thing anyone could be smooth or casual about. Kind of makes him feel better about not knowing what he's doing tbh. ] I'm not good with decorating yet. Or the memorial thing. So I wanted to ask if you could-- I don't know. Put a word or... a nice name or something on here. I'd appreciate it.

[ Finn then glances down and seems to finally take stock of the fact that she's a little busy with Holding Things. ]

Sorry, I didn't really-- it's okay. If you're busy. I'd get it.

Edited (subject line u betrayed me) 2018-05-09 00:43 (UTC)
bythehand: (go back to where)

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-05-09 12:54 am (UTC)(link)

[ Finn offers a very brief smile of his own in return, reflexively. Masking has never been his strongest suit. Not in situations like these, anyway. Open book is a more accurate term.

Then he hesitates for a moment, trying to think over his wording. He kind of gives up on that part. Almost immediately. When in doubt, be direct. ]

I was hoping I could get you to put something on here. If you don't mind. [ He indicates the lantern he's carrying. It's collected a so-far sparse gathering of little scribbles and drawings, that sort of thing. ] Doesn't really matter what it is. Names are fine. Pictures. Anything. Your choice.