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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[direstnews]

[Yeah, he's down. And waving one hand vaguely as he stifles a yawn and stretches out on the ground.]

I've not the slightest idea... what you're saying.

[snappingturtle]

[mumblemumble] —ta stay . . . 'wake . . .






[mumble]

[direstnews]

[Nope.]


[Too late.]