Event: Flu Season

[applesaucemod]

Ah, October. A time of crisp weather, beautiful foliage, pumpkin spice lattes—and the flu. Make sure you get vaccinated!

Of course, vaccinations can't keep you safe from everything. Especially not a capricious, omnipresent entity that has, quite recently, been treated to the highly entertaining sight of someone struggling with illness for the first time in their life. Oh, dear. Someone's been giving the Rift ideas.

On the morning of October 2nd, those rifties who would never consider getting vaccinated against paltry human illnesses--because why would they need to?--will find themselves awake to a new level of personal hell: the flu. It will instantaneously infect any entities who are generally immune to such things, leaving them snotty, achy, miserable, and completely powerless to stop what is happening to them. What is this?! Are they dying? Oh god, the pathos.

Symptoms will persist until October 4th. Get plenty of rest, stay hydrated, and maybe investigate the wonders of chicken soup. Probably don't go see a doctor. Clinic doctors will be very confused and unhelpful about your weird anatomy, and The Doctor will probably be really gross and contagious.

Definitely don't consult WebMD. No good can come of that.

[OOC: Post here for initial reactions or start your own threads using the tag Event: Flu Season. Characters who can be affected are: the Doctor, the TARDIS, Zagreus, Aziraphale, Crowley, Desire, Ascended Daniel, Gabriel, Lucifer, and Rashad. You could probably also make a case for various other non-human/not-quite-human folks. No one's gonna tell you you can't have the flu, okay. Go nuts.]

Comments

[omnomnom_feels]

The existential crisis comes and goes. It is hard to cope with the knowledge that he is not what he once was, and harder to accept certain behaviors he has adopted during his time among mortals. He does not even speak plainly anymore, but...exaggerates. It is deplorable, but it frequently seems necessary in order to get across his point.

"The contents of my apartment were teleported into the park," he says, volunteering information sans prompting for once. "Most of it has since been stolen. I do not -- I do not need those things, but -- I do not even have a place to put myself."

[peacefulexplorer]

"Well, I'd recommend the old rifty housing, but I'm not really sure how that works anymore." Daniel frowns, trying to remember if anyone's ever mentioned how things have been since the Rift went public, and yet again has difficulty tracing his personal timeline. The infrastructure could resemble anything at this point. He's not really in a position to say.

"There are shelters and places like that," he ventures slowly. "Not sure where you might be able to keep your stuff in that case."

[omnomnom_feels]

"They are all in cahoots," says Rashad. "It is one angel that ejected me from my place, and another angel that controls the old rebel building. They are all against me and now I must live in the garbage. The only thing to do is to wait for my fortunes to change. As you say, things do change."

[peacefulexplorer]

"Cahoots," Daniel repeats mildly. "Well, this is just a shot in the dark, but, uh - ever think maybe you might wanna change your ways instead of waiting for things to change for your benefit? I mean," he gestures loosely at his construct, "that's more or less what I had to do. It was change or die, basically. Just, you know. Consider it."

[omnomnom_feels]

"Cahoots," confirms Rashad gravely. "And I cannot die whether I wish to or not. I changed my ways before now, and it resulted in this. I should strive to be as close to what I was as I can if I am to slow the entropy that will eventually destroy the world."

He sighs, a wet, unpleasant sound. "It is difficult."

[peacefulexplorer]

"You realize entropy isn't necessarily a bad thing," says Daniel, "right? I mean, it's kind of a fact of nature. That's why humans have lasted so long - they're not necessarily better at any one thing, but they're adaptable. They endure."

He sniffs once, which isn't a function that should be available to him at all in this form, but there's not much he can do about that one way or another. "S'not so out of the question to try doing the same."

[omnomnom_feels]

Rashad stares at him in shocked silence, a drip slowly forming on the end of his nose. Not necessarily bad?! "I am of Heaven," he says, speaking slowly and clearly because obviously there has been a very deep misunderstanding here. "The angels of Heaven exist to propagate Order for the good of the world. Entropy is an oppositional force. Entropy is the oppositional force. It is an infection."

[peacefulexplorer]

"Entropy isn't going anywhere," Daniel says with a shrug. "It's kind of fundamental. It's not going away. Heaven isn't really a thing here, as I understand it." At least according to Gabriel and Lucifer. If he doesn't trust the word of the latter, he certainly does of the former.

"So, you know - maybe adapt? Just, uh, think - "

Whatever he means to say next is promptly lost in a gusty sneeze that scatters his atoms to the proverbial winds again.

Again.