Night 1, Midnight

[12npcs]

[Something begins to tick, coming from all around you at once. It gains in volume slowly, first something just at the edge of your hearing and then rises up above even the conversations.

A first, awkward, off-key note is struck, and then another. The tone is delicate and disjointed, as if a melody was torn out of the middle and played on just the few last keys...




You begin to feel tired. In fact, some of you might begin to feel really, really tired.]


((OOC: goodnight groddle Lullaby posting! The super sleepy is up to you whether you want to play out or not, it is otherwise random and doesn't happen with the same severity ever night, unless you want it to.))

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[snappingturtle]

[biting back a yawn as he struggles to stay upright]

What . . .

[soul_sister]

No! I REFUSE!

[snappingturtle]

We can't—! [y-yawns. angrily.]

[soul_sister]

It wont win...[YAWN.]

[snappingturtle]

[staggers, bracing against the wall. THIS IS THE LEAST FAIR THING]

[soul_sister]

Don't do it! You can make it!

[snappingturtle]

'm trying.

[I'm just going to try from sitting down]

[direstnews]

[Yaaawns and rubs at his face.]

Some manner of spell, most likely.

[snappingturtle]

Has t'be a gas . . .

[direstnews]

There's nothing to be seen - nor smelled.

[snappingturtle]

Some . . . [s-sitting down heavily] Some new kind . . . ?

[direstnews]

[Leeeeaning against one of the clockwork people.]

Perhaps... you shouldn't settle...

[snappingturtle]

Can't stand . . .

[direstnews]

Ah.

[Starting to slide down to a sitting position, himself.]

It seems to be a... common affliction.

[snappingturtle]

Can't . . . can't be good . . .

[wugh trying to keep his head up]

[direstnews]

At the very least... At the very least, we shall all have... horribly stiff necks, come morning...

[Totally tipping forward.]

[beeductionist]

[ covering a yawn with his hand ]

All rather sudden, isn't it?

[snappingturtle]

We can't give in!

[beeductionist]

Or else, we'll fall asleep?

[snappingturtle]

Yes. Y'wanna . . . wanna sleep in a kidnapping?

[beeductionist]

They haven't any direct intention of harming us. Not yet, anyway.

[snappingturtle]

Yet.

[beeductionist]

Precisely. Why are you wasting your energy now?

[snappingturtle]

Because I . . . b'cause—I gotta . . . keep watch.

[beeductionist]

Admirable. Someone ought to, given the unnatural nature of this effect. Might I suggest something other than shouting?