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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


click on thumbnails for larger view


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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mistyday: <user name=iconmunism site=tumblr.com> (amused)

[personal profile] mistyday 2018-05-17 06:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh! Transmutation! I can do that too!

(She disappears and reappears on the opposite side of the river. She waves before popping back next to Taako again.

Uh... yeah for whatever reason the Coven calls transportation transmutation.)
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[personal profile] mistyday 2018-05-17 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[She tilts her head, curious.]

I don't mind at all, but whose it for?
tevinteraltus: {<user name="anabiotic">} (058)

[personal profile] tevinteraltus 2018-05-17 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
[He, of course, had known such platitudes wouldn't placate her. She has always been perceptive among many other things. He hadn't wanted to trouble her, he should also have known better than to think the Quarantine would let him avoid telling her anything forever.

He took a breath, motioning her away from the water to have a seat.
]

In those two years, I...went home. I stayed for a few months before my father saw to my appointment as the Ambassador to the Inquisition. I was thrilled. I would return, serve my homeland, and, well, be with the lot of you.

[Whom he's begun to look at as family, but...well, the look on his face makes it apparent there was far more to the story than that.]
seeingscarlet: (concern; 040)

[personal profile] seeingscarlet 2018-05-17 07:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[And some people, like Wanda, can handle it only until a certain point, like the lantern releasing.]

And where do we go to avoid it? It looks like it's everywhere.
spellslots: DNT (pop that pretty question right now baby)

[personal profile] spellslots 2018-05-17 07:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[well....

No it's okay he's used to magic meaning different things to different people.]


That's pretty cool, bubbale, though transmutation usually means turning shit into other shit, for me. Like...

[You know what, he's just gonna go all out.

And turn into a cat.]
mistyday: <user name=iconmunism site=tumblr.com> (lookin down)

[personal profile] mistyday 2018-05-17 08:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[She nods as she takes the lantern from him.]

My daddy.

[About the only person she wants to remember, anyway.]
ikols: like i do (they don't give a fk about you)

[personal profile] ikols 2018-05-17 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Little one? I'm not that young, alas.

[ Mildly offended, wow. Green eyes narrow, part-playful. ]

Or do you not recognise your type, from one reality to another?
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[personal profile] mistyday 2018-05-17 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh!

[Misty claps her hands, an appreciative audience indeed.]

That is so cool! Can you talk like that too?
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[personal profile] quiddities 2018-05-17 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Gansey's head tilts ever so slightly at the request, curious. He's good enough at knowing what to say in most instances and he looks down at what is on the lantern. ]

Alright.

[ And, Gansey being Gansey opts for a poem:

How oft has the Banshee cried,
How oft has death untied
Bright links that Glory wove,
Sweet bonds entwin'd by Love!
Peace to each manly soul that sleepeth;
Rest to each faithful eye that weepeth;
Long may the fair and brave
Sigh o'er the hero's grave.

We're fall'n upon gloomy days!
Star after star decays,
Every bright name, that shed
Light o'er the land is fled.
Dark falls the tear of him who mourneth
Lost joy, or hope that ne'er returneth;
But brightly flows the tear,
Wept o'er a hero's bier.
]


It's by a poet named Thomas Moore. His words are far better than mine.
quiddities: (pic#12132027)

Gansey | OTA

[personal profile] quiddities 2018-05-17 11:53 pm (UTC)(link)

( A. Floating of the Lanterns )



Gansey found the whole festival bittersweet. There's a beauty to the tradition and he has never been particularly good at dealing with his emotions, with grief, but there's something that's easy about the idea of the lanterns. He's not had as much loss in his life as many others but the events of the last year or so had left a deep mark on him despite the composed and happy face that he always put on for others. Perhaps, there's plenty of times that Blue or Ronan could see through him but probably not often could anyone else.

But here, he's solemn as he writes, in his particular way a formal goodbye to Noah. He had never really dealt with the loss. How do you mourn the loss of a friend who had been a ghost after all? It's quite hard to do. There was others as well that were on his mind before he is setting off the lantern. He sighs deeply and moves to find somewhere quiet to sit, his face pensive until he notices someone paying attention and then it is back to the charming smile.

( B. Wildcard )



[ I'll match tenses and styles! Feel free to hit me with your best shot or hit me up via PM or on plurk at [plurk.com profile] poetanarchy if you want to plot something or want a specific starter. ]
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[personal profile] pietistic 2018-05-18 12:01 am (UTC)(link)
Athelstan certainly didn't know what any of that would really mean. He'd never even heard of a podcast before and well, what was a doctorate anyway.

"Philosophy, religion and mythology?" Athelstan smiles slightly, he is still a bit perplexed. "How is one a doctor of such things. They do not become ill even if sometimes they are in turmoil."

He lifts his shoulder at the question.

"I am... I was a monk. Then I lived with Vikings and now I work on a farm."
flowlikewater: (genji is with you)

[personal profile] flowlikewater 2018-05-18 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ Genji shakes his head, a faint quirk of a smile on his face. He can tell that Peter is having a difficult time with this last lantern... maybe the casual conversation will ease his nerves. ]

You haven't disturbed anything, do not worry. I wouldn't have spoken to you if it was an issue.

[ Genji can get very... intense when he's really meditating. Shut out the whole world kind of thing. ]
realists: (ro » thoughtful)

[personal profile] realists 2018-05-18 01:05 am (UTC)(link)
[ if he would just install k2 in the toaster they wouldn't need a lantern for him... ]

Can I add something?

[ k2 was his best friend so maybe she should make her own but maybe they can share all this grief and loss, at least for the friends they shared. maybe. she doesn't know. ]
dancingmd: (injured)

[personal profile] dancingmd 2018-05-18 01:24 am (UTC)(link)
The world stops spinning so much as Beverly opens her eyes and forces herself to focus on Breq's face and her voice. "Beverly. Doctor." One, two, three, she counts her breaths slowly. "My feet... elevate."
dancingmd: (chinhands)

[personal profile] dancingmd 2018-05-18 01:34 am (UTC)(link)
There has to be some sort of pattern...
flowlikewater: (know yourself)

[personal profile] flowlikewater 2018-05-18 01:42 am (UTC)(link)
[ Genji goes about starting to pour some tea for the both of them. He offers Ciel a cup as he answers. ]

I have been here a little over a year myself. I've encountered a good number of people who have been here about that long.
dancingmd: (sad smile)

[personal profile] dancingmd 2018-05-18 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Just those two off the top there will be fine." They're clearly a pair, Paul and Isabel. "Thank you."
thestarling: (not prepared for this)

[personal profile] thestarling 2018-05-18 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
[Peter watches with some slight amusement as they go through the very particular steps, and finds himself smiling as he steps forward to take the cup. And then promptly nearly drops it as he's hit with a wash of sensation, binding and holding. He has to shake his head to clear it as he takes a step back again, but luckily trying out the drink gives him a moment to get his head back together.

So not your ordinary barista. Peter's used to the Rivers doing all manner of surprisingly mundane things back home, but he can't see any of them serving coffee. In fact, he can just imagine the expressions he'd get suggesting it.

But the mix he's tasting is strange but not unpleasant, and he finds he can be completely honest when he lowers it again.]
You were right, that's not bad.
dancingmd: (oh god)

[personal profile] dancingmd 2018-05-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
I was. I invited Reyga and some other scientists to the Enterprise to try out some... scientific diplomacy. Most of them were skeptical of his findings, but one...

(She takes a deep breath.)

He killed Reyga, for his plans.
flowlikewater: (you are only human)

[personal profile] flowlikewater 2018-05-18 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
The fact that there are alternate versions of Earth in itself is baffling to me. There's a reason I'm a fighter and not a scientist.

[ 'Allmates'...? Yeah, he definitely has no idea about that. ]

I haven't heard of an Allmate before, no. And that seems to be the case.
livingsymbol: ([S] Everything the light touches...)

[personal profile] livingsymbol 2018-05-18 02:16 am (UTC)(link)
[ The story just becomes more unsettling. Steve doesn't even know how anyone got a perfected sample of the super-soldier serum. The fact that it was being used on people without any consent is even more disturbing to him. ]

Well, it's not keeping you from being sick now. At the very least we should try to get your temperature down. I don't like how easily it seems to be spreading.
wayfaring_stranger: (pic#9769951)

[personal profile] wayfaring_stranger 2018-05-18 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
Jace was telling himself it didn't matter that Alec was smirking and it didn't matter that he had just admitted, indirectly, that he might actually like Simon as something more than a nerdy Mundane turned Vampire. Honestly, he was getting tired of pretending he didn't have feelings. Sometimes he wanted to admit everything. He'd already admitted he liked guys. He had told Alec he was bisexual.

Being honest about his feelings for Simon was very different from being honest about his feelings for Alec. And Magnus. No. The right choice was to pretend and to keep things unresolved.

And right now his attraction to Simon, Alec and Magnus--he really needed to figure things out--wasn't a priority. Alec wasn't making any sense.

"What do you mean 'another Alec'? You're Alec. And I'm pretty sure you never had plans to marry a woman, but at the time you were rebelling and angry and hurt. Partly my fault. And Clary's. Mostly my fault. You don't remember Lydia or the wedding? Or Magnus showing up? Or the kiss?"

But then Jace remembered something.

"Alternate realities."

No. He shook his head. Alec was Alec. He wasn't different. Jace laid his hand over his parabatai rune.

"You are Alec. I can feel you." He reached out and laid his other hand over Alec's heart. "I can feel you, Alec."
Edited 2018-05-18 06:19 (UTC)
scholiast: <user name=whyskalker site=tumblr.com> (★ upsetting bit)

[personal profile] scholiast 2018-05-18 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
(Lucretia feels an unpleasant jolt in her stomach at the thought of that.)

That's horrible.
bythehand: (ok sorry who are you again?)

v. | closed | lionunchained

[personal profile] bythehand 2018-05-18 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[ Training has been a part of Finn's everyday life for... well, for his entire life. Things can be more relaxed in the Quarantine than they ever were back home, and in the months he's been here, settling into something of a routine didn't take too long. But it's not in his nature to start taking it easy, and part of him will always be seeking opportunities to learn something new or to improve on what he knows.

He spars with Jyn a lot. Can't get too used to doing things one way. Settling is a quick road to underestimation, and underestimation is a quick road to getting yourself killed. That's been a universal truth no matter where he is. In the end he's glad he went looking through friendr. He's met some interesting people through it, picked up some of the opportunities he's been looking for.

Shiro, as he finds out, is definitely one of them. He's a lot bigger than Jyn, but his speed sure doesn't seem to suffer for it. And it's safe to say he's more on the patient side than she tends to be. Any time he offers suggestions, they're pretty friendly and easy to understand. Finn can already tell he'll be sore later, but it's a well-earned soreness, the satisfying kind that comes from doing something new and challenging. Learning new people can be trickier. Finn is never against trying.

He's also really glad he offered to repay the favor with lunch, because when all's said and done, he's definitely hungry. It's pretty win-win for Finn all around today. Which is nice with the way the past couple of months have been going. ]


You been in the Quarantine long, Shiro?
dancingmd: (jack's uniform)

[personal profile] dancingmd 2018-05-18 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
I know. (She frowns as she watches Reyga's lantern float away.) I wish... I wish I could have done more, could have stopped it, if I'd realized...