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Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- adam jensen,
- adam parrish,
- arya stark,
- bruce banner,
- cashmere,
- clear,
- dorian pavus,
- ellie,
- gansey,
- inquisitor trevelyan,
- isaac clarke,
- kylar stern,
- lloyd irving,
- noah czerny,
- oguna-no-takeru,
- ronan lynch,
- sally malik,
- sera,
- sharon da silva,
- steve rogers,
- the alcohol demon,
- thom rainier,
- vaiz,
- zelos wilder
[intro log] we're beary pleased to meet you!
Who: New arrivals - everybody!
What: Welcome to Hadriel. Enjoy the bears.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: October 10th-17th
Warnings: Bears, made of bear meat. Possibly bear attacks. General confusion.
What: Welcome to Hadriel. Enjoy the bears.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: October 10th-17th
Warnings: Bears, made of bear meat. Possibly bear attacks. General confusion.
You awaken on the sandy ground of the colosseum. Its half-ruined walls rise around you, stretching up to the sky - or what passes as the sky, as instead of blue sky and clouds you'll only see a rocky ceiling far above, with a bright source of light illuminating the cave.
Where are you? What are you doing here? Who are all these other people? Pressing questions, but far more pressing right now are the giant, hungry dire bears who seem to have appeared here along with you, and who are now waking up as well. And boy, do they not seem happy about it.
Once you've fought, run away, or successfully hid from the bears, you've got an entire city to explore. Sure, a lot of it is in ruins and it's totally empty, except for you, your fellow arrivals, and the bears, but there's things to be found and stuff to investigate. You can even find a house to live in if you're one of those fancy types who prefers not to sleep on the streets.
Unfortunately, one thing that can't be found at first is food. Hopefully you brought some with you or you managed to kill a bear or two, because the city is entirely empty of food until the 13th of October, when you will awaken to a gift of food on your doorsteps. Some of it might be strange-looking and alien, but hey, at least it's edible, and you didn't even have to kill anything to get it! Someone's feeling generous. After this, food and other items will be able to be found in the various stores around the city, though if you're looking for something specific, you might not have any luck.
Not long after, on the 15th, the electricity in the houses - and the rest of the restored parts of the city - will sputter to life. Hopefully you're not too near any lights or outlets when that happens, because there's a fair chance of exploding bulbs and sparks flying. At least you can turn the lights on now, though!
So now you've got food and electricity, the bears are all either dead or have fled into the caves around the city (you didn't go too far in there, right?). Things are looking up! Except for the whole 'trapped in an alien city, what the hell are we doing here' thing. But that's probably not important, right?► This log covers October 10th-17th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
► The network will not be available until the 17th.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
lloyd irving | ota
[there isn't much time between waking up flat on his back (which is really uncomfortable because he's still got his travel bag on, ow) in the middle of the arena and hearing the first low angry grumbling of a nearby monster as noishe nudges at his cheek with his nose and whines. or, well, is it a monster? it mostly just looks like a bear. a really really big one but still. just a bear.
either way, hesitation has never exactly been lloyd's thing, and he figures he can stop to try and figure out what happened later after the bears are gone. he rolls to his feet and draws his swords in one motion, squaring off against the nearest menacing beast with blades crossed.
and then noishe whines again and rather spoils the whole image. lloyd takes a moment to drag his attention away from the bear and glance over his shoulder at his "dog".] It'll be okay, Noishe, just-- [the bear growls lowly, almost as if offended by lloyd's lack of concern for it, and noishe's long ears quiver anxiously before he darts over to hide behind the closest person, which is honestly saying something for a "dog" roughly the size of a horse, but what can you do really.]
Oh come on, don't hide behind stangers, Noish-urk! [apparently the bear is done waiting for lloyd's little domestic moment because it swipes down one giant paw and lloyd is rolling quickly to the side to avoid getting hit. he's back on his feet in an instant and calling over:]
Sorry! One second!
b. is for bears 10/12
[two days in this new place and still no food. it was weird enough to lloyd the first couple times he killed a bear and didn't get anything out of the whole venture except, well, bear, and while his pack had had a few perishables stashed away in it there had hardly been enough to make anything approaching a real meal for two people, and lloyd had kind of gotten into the habit of maybe... liking cooking for his friends?
but there were still plenty of bears, even if you had to go slightly out of the city to find them sometimes, and even if they weren't dropping gald or gels when they died there was still plenty that could be scavenged from their, uh. carcasses.
it doesn't even cross lloyd's mind not to share with the rest of the city, honestly. even between him and zelos there was more than enough bear meat to go around, so on the 12th people will find lloyd honest to goodness knocking on doors and waiting to see if anyone answered, swords on his hips and friendly 'welcome to the neighborhood' smile on his face.]
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..What.
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which just winds up meaning that his nose is maybe a bit too close to the door when sebastian yanks it open a second later. lloyd's eyes go a little wide in surprise and his leans back again to look up at the man with a slightly sheepish smile.] Ehehe, hi. My name's Lloyd. I'm staying-- [he makes some vague gesture over his shoulder that in no way helps illustrate where he's currently living, and honestly there's a good chance he's going to get lost later trying to find his way back] --there with my friend and I noticed food's been kind of hard to come by since we got here, so.
I have some meat? If you're interested. From those big bear things, you know? Lots of meat on them, more than me and Zelos could eat on our own and I thought it might be nice to see if anyone else wanted some.
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.. Yeah. Okay. I'd like that. [ he leans back, opening the door wider, showing just what a shitshow his house is on the inside; definitely a sadsack bachelor living there. ] I .. don't really have anything to trade, unless you want some matches. Is there something you want for'em, or?
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he barely glances past sebastian into the house (it's really only the motion that draws his eyes away from the man himself, and his eyes drag back up to his face again a second later) but what he does see doesn't really bother him. lloyd had been raised by a single male dwarf in the woods, there wasn't much more bachelor that you could get, even with a kid growing up in the home. and lloyd himself hadn't been the cleanest of kids either.]
Oh, I don't need anything! [he shakes his head to enforce this claim a little more strongly. the thin white... scarf tails? behind him fwip a bit behind him with the motion.] It wouldn't feel right, people need to eat, right? And we have so much bear meat...
Zelos can light stuff with his magic anyway, so we don't really need matches either. [lloyd adds almost absentmindedly with a shrug.]
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[ he glances behind himself to see what Lloyd is looking at; he decides the kid's just being nosy. fair enough. he pushes the trap bolt a little further away from the door with his foot absentmindedly, considering this.
sebastian has a moment to decide:
1) should he ask about the magic thing (he decides not)
2) should he insist on trading even though he has nothing to trade (he decides not) ]
Okay. Sounds good. I'll take any extra you have off your hands, anytime.
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people are just. great, you know?] Great! [he gives sebastian a frankly blinding smile with the exclamation.] I didn't bring any of it with me because I honestly thought it would be a little weird to just haul around meat when I didn't know who was actually going to need any.
But we have salted meat, jerky, and some really fresh stuff that you should probably cook right away if you want that. And! [this is important, sebastian, listen closely.] If food is still a problem later and you ever need more we can always go out and kill more of the bears, so don't be afraid to come find me or Zelos and ask, okay?
a. is for actual real-life hero zelos motherfuckin wilder
but now he's getting tired, the kind of tired he hates getting now that he can't exactly sleep, so as far as the last few potential altercations have been concerned, those folks are on their own.
that is - until he hears the whine.
zelos stops short, brow knitting, and sure enough here comes the voice that always comes with that stupid grating whine - a solid tip-off that he's been tuning out most audible signs of human life, since in retrospect lloyd's been halfway shouting this whole time, hasn't he?
lloyd. zelos chuckles low in his throat, the only outward display of how thoroughly his understanding of the current situation has just been shattered, and he takes up a jog toward the voices just in time to see lloyd nearly get torn a new asshole by one of those huge freakin' bears. whoever noishe was hiding behind is taking that opportunity to duck away out of sight, and the disgusted twitch of zelos's upper lip (what a coward) threatens to break through his easy greeting grin as he slides smoothly into the fray to drag fafnir much less smoothly up the creature's side, between the ribs for a little extra depth. ❱
Let me tell you, pal, ❰ he says, voice raised over the bear's pained roar, then he dips to the side to roll under a swipe of a massive clawed paw, stopping on a knee just a few feet to lloyd's right. ❱ The hunnies may love dogs, but - ❰ he has to duck again, but he's slashing upward as the paw goes by. ❱ - it's pretty hard to get laid if you're dead. Lightning TIGER BLADE! ❰ because y'know what makes a giant bear infinitely less of a pain? killing it.
of course, he keeps talking like it's nothing while he pulls out a rag and wipes the blood off his dagger. ❱ I mean, it's not impossible - I could pull it off, but-...
❰ but now he's got no reason not to look at him, so it's the moment of truth. but it has to look like it isn't, like it's any other time, because lloyd doesn't get to know quite how pivotal his reaction actually is when zelos finally meets his eyes, head tilting slightly, grinning an easy half-grin. ❱ So, come here often? ❰ probably one of the douchiest things he could say, although it's less douchey when he spins it ironically like this rather than using it on an actual hunny. still, nothing wagered, nothing lost. ❱
get out
savor it.]
I was worried when I didn't see you right away when I woke up here! [he says with clear relief coloring his voice and a sunny little smile all for zelos. a very small frown follows close behind it though.] What do you mean, 'come here often'? I don't even know where we are. Do you?
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'i was worried when i didn't see you right away when i woke up here,' he's saying, and with that comes a nauseating realization: did lloyd come here after him? it'd be just like this idealistic asshole, to find some way to follow zelos to purgatory or wherever else because he just can't seem to get that sometimes when it's over it really is over.
it's almost enough for zelos to scowl and shrug him off, but he's already drawing back enough look up at him in confusion as he takes shit entirely too literally. with a slightly drawn brow zelos glances around them again, one hand sliding off lloyd's back to lift up and scratch at the back of his neck. ❱
Got a couple of guesses, ❰ he mutters, but he doesn't plan to elaborate any. his next words are back to normal volume, even a little brighter. ❱ I guess there's one way to find out, right? We should try and figure out some way out.
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but listen lloyd had been worried okay? especially after the whole mithos possession thing. and literally every other self-destructive thing zelos had tried his hand at. lloyd was trying to break him of that habit but there was really no way to be sure was there. so he had to touch zelos to make sure he was really there.]
It sort of looks like the coliseum in Meltokio, doesn't it? [lloyd asks, stepping back to stand shoulder to shoulder with zelos instead with noishe bumping anxiously at his hip.] Did they ever make people fight bears in the coliseum?
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rumor has it that even the height of adrenaline-pumping action that meltokio has to offer still bored zelos - he's been known to 'fall asleep' through the show. really, he was wide awake and could surmise just fine what went down by sound alone. for being kind of an asshole, he was the only one who ever seemed to get tired of watching people get torn apart. honestly, getting brought in on some sort of horrendous charges and facing down whatever monsters they had in store was zelos's first plan, a year or two back, but then he decided to set his sights higher and go out in a blaze of underhanded irony. ❱
But, ❰ zelos says now, mostly to drag himself out of his own head. ❱ That was the only coliseum in Tethe'alla. So unless you guys had one back in the Sylvarant boondocks... ❰ then they're flying blind here. ❱
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Nobody really had that kind of money, honestly. Meltokio was kind of... [how to point out the huge disparity in people's living conditions when lloyd both doesn't have the actual words or proper understanding of why it made him uncomfortable?
easy enough, you don't.] Meltokio was just a lot. [it wasn't like he didn't know that it maybe sort of bothered zelos too.]
You don't have to keep calling it the boondocks you know. [lloyd tells him after a moment with an honestly half-hearted glare as he crouches down in front of the dead bear and proceeds to hold up on paw to consider its claws before opening its mouth to do the same to it's teeth.] Especially since they're kind of the same place now.
b
Not that that necessarily means anything. He's got weapons, even if he's also smiling and friendly. Adam is still wary. They have nothing to steal, but - still.]
Can I help you?
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Er. [he scratches the side of his head and laughs because boy, he's just not very good at these pitches, is he, even if he's been doing them all day already. zelos is probably better at this stuff, maybe they shouldn't have split up for this after all. but if there's one thing lloyd is good at it's pressing on regardless of, well, anything, so that's just what he does now.]
If you want it, anyway.
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But hey. They're both new here. Adam is suspicious of all strangers at most times, but he's also polite at most times. So he puts on his polite face instead of his suspicious one, although he doesn't open the door any wider, keeping himself solidly between Lloyd and the rest of the house.
Not that it would stop anyone. Adam is not the most physically intimidating person. But it's something.]
I can't say I would turn down help, but what sort of help are you offering, exactly?
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hopefully the fact that he hasn't bother to look anywhere other than adam's face since the door opened, made absolutely no indication that he was interested in anything past adam's shoulders inside the house can manage to reassure him in ways that lloyd's utter lack of any sort of grasp on public speaking hasn't been able to handle.
lloyd, at least, seems to realize his own mistake, making a face and knocking himself lightly on the forehead with one closed fist in silent chastisement.] Oh, right, sorry. Food. Meat, I mean. From those big bear things. I have lots so I've been going around to see if anyone needs food.
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[They definitely need food, and so far this troupe of private school boys has been unable to kill any bears themselves. So the offer turns out to be very welcome, even if Adam can't help but wonder if there might be strings attached. But this guy seems pretty straightforward, even if you never can tell.]
We do, but I don't have anything to trade you for it.
[Better to be clear about that. They don't really have much of anything, much less something that anyone might actually want.]
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you think he'd be used to hearing this from people by now but no. the idea that he might be expecting something for helping people was still entirely incomprehensible to him, even now.] I guess not everyone's exactly equipped for hunting bears [or capable] and these are so big that it would be sort of wasteful if I didn't go around offering, right?
[lloyd irving everyone, resident boyscout. that is, if he actually knew what a boyscout was.]
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Yeah, I guess that's true. Those bears were huge, that's kind of a lot for one person to eat. If you're really just... giving it away, then sure, we'll take some.
[Adam is a wary boy, but he does have to admit that some basically decent people do exist in the world. Maybe this is one of them.]
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he nods along with adam's observation easily enough, even if his numbers were a little off. and honestly between him and zelos and the sort of energy they expelled with their exspheres (the energy zelos had been burning with his magic and a sadly lacking supply of orange gels) they ate a bit more than might have first been suspected but.
they had killed more than one bear as well. it all balanced out in the end really.]
There's jerky or salted meat and we have plenty of both. [lloyd tells him encouragingly.] Nothing very complicated but I wasn't exactly planning on getting dragged somewhere without a decent shop so recipes are sort of limited right now to be honest.
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[He'll make do with whatever he's given. None of Adam's friends really know how to cook, and he only has basic skills in that area, but they'll figure something out. If they can keep from going hungry - well, that's all that matters right now. Survival, and maybe finding a way out.]
That's more than enough. You don't have to worry about not having anything complicated.
[Adam's wariness is slowly fading, though that doesn't mean he trusts Lloyd.]
We appreciate it.
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How much do you need? I didn't bring any with me, because I wasn't sure how many people were going to want some. But I'm a pretty fast runner so it won't take me very long at all to bring some back for you.
[no joke, the kid is practically a gazelle.]
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[Especially since he has no way to pay for it, and nothing to offer in return. He's not going to turn food down, though, even if it doesn't sit quite right with it.]
I can help you get it, if you want.
[Lloyd is probably not going to murder him. He's fairly sure.]
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he nods eagerly a second later at adam's suggestion, and if lloyd had a tail it would be wagging pretty fast right now.] That's a great idea! That way if you need more meat later, you know where to find me to ask. [a beat] Or Zelos if I'm not around, I'll let him know you might be coming by so he's not weird about it.
[he skips back slightly to give adam the space to come outside with him, still smiling. he literally hasn't stopped okay.]
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