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Intro Log: Faceplanted

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for October
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: October 10th-14th
Warnings: Newbies, spookies, and evil trees!

If it's your first time here, congratulations! You get the lovely, unique sensation of eating dirt as the Door knocks you facefirst into the ground. You'll probably be a little woozy at first, so take your time getting up- meet some folks, introduce yourself, don't be weird about it. Welcome to Hadriel! You're not the only person who just got to taste alien dirt firsthand, though- there are several people in the same predicament as you, so feel free to say hi! Probably shouldn't spend too much time talking though, because the lovely trees that you thought were just scenery are starting to creep ever closer the more you let your guard down.

All around you is a forest of spooky evil trees- it seems to be just a normal sort of forest at first, but the more you take your eyes off of them, the more they shift around you and close in. Or is that just your imagination? If you move too close to one, look out! They're rather determined to pick you up and stick you into the ground so you might take root- and if you resist, well, a severed bud can still serve as a seed, right?

If the trees tear your clothes though, don't worry, there's plenty of extras to be found lying around the arena if you don't mind them being a bit dirty. Lying on the ground and sometimes hanging off of these tree branches are some free shirts, yours for the taking! You know, if you'd be caught dead with one...

But hey, after you've met new friends and found a new aesthetic, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers October 10th-14th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication and the newbie guide installed.
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[ At the mention of help, however imposing this dragon may be, Malkus jumped at the thought. He quickly reached out to cling to one of her digging arms, yanking himself out of the ground like some sort of sentient turnip. ]

Why hadn't you said so from the start! All this yelling about burning everything down!

[ As the ents approached, he remained glued to Nah. He'd brought the wrong sort of equipment to deal with hardwood beasts. ]

I didn't mean it literally! Of course I wouldn't set innocent people on fire!

[her immediate reflex is to try to shake him off like a bug, but she reconsiders. after a moment of hesitance, she spreads her wings and takes off into the air, still breathing flames down at the trees as they uselessly twist and reach upward with their branches. she'll just assume that Malkus is strong enough to keep holding onto her arm like that.

THEY'RE OUTTA HERE. screw these guys.]

[ Malkus could barely catch his breath with all of his yelling. Thankfully Nah's assessment was correct, and the doctor held on for dear life. Admittedly his internal reaction was to faint. Just make yourself faint, Malkus! It'd be so easy, and you'd be done with this insanity! Thankfully he resisted the urge to drop out of the sky and held on for however long he'd need to. ]

O-Outside of the arena- s-safe.

[ He stammered, trying to raise his voice enough to be heard. ]

[she hears him loud and clear... maybe. either way, she's already looking for someplace to land, and settles on an open area by some odd, spiraling towers. once they're on solid ground, she gives her arm a small shake.]

Yeah, we're safe now. So... you can let go of me.

[ Malkus let go, falling flat on his back with a loud groan. He shivered with his entire being, shaken to his core by his first flight! But that was enough action for the week. He tried to come back to his senses, but had difficulty for the moment. So, from the ground, the birdman stared up at his new potential-acquaintance. ]

Th-Thank you. That was- that was something. G-Goodness- we were- so high up! You're- You're not going to- claim my life, are you? As payment?

Why would I want your life? Wait, what kind of dragon do you think I am?!

[maybe it'd help if she changed back... so with a brief burst of light, there's a small girl where the dragon once stood. she frowns and folds her arms.]

Look, I get it. I can be pretty fearsome and terrifying, right? But I'm one of the good guys, honest.

Because! You live a life being told they're frightening, you believe it!

[ Malkus huffed, rolling over onto his stomach before shakily rising to his abnormally tall height. 'Least for a human. ]

You can never know- Oh goodness-...

[ He looked down at her. How... cute? At least in comparison to the dragon. He'd never have expected this outcome, so it threw him off of his conversational railing for a bit. ]

Ah-... Ehm... I-I'll concede, you're rather fearsome. Verily. I suppose you've no reason to lie, though. Very well, then! Fantastic!

[okay, maybe she shouldn't have transformed back so soon. he's way too tall—! at least he's agreeing that she's totally intimidating. probably.]

I would think that saving your life would be enough proof that I don't mean any harm. [fortunately, Nah isn't evil enough to consider the concept of double-crossing someone after gaining their trust.]

Anyway, what's up with the mask?

Well- yes but and I do not mean offense. But. You did set part of my person ablaze like a candle.

[ Malkus quickly held his hands up in a pacifying manner. ]

Granted! Granted, there were ents about. As for the mask, it's my heirloom. A protective ward against miasma.

[ He wiggled his digits to emphasize how scary that word ought to be. So far it seemed he was the only one who took sick air seriously! ]

That— that part was an accident! I already apologized for that, too! [she's still kind of embarrassed about it, honestly. it's not every day she unintentionally sets some innocent bystander on fire.]

Anyway, I don't smell anything completely off in the air here. It's musty and kind of stinks, sure, but miasma? I didn't see anyone else wearing masks.

Well it never hurts to be safe! Better that than sorry- w-when the sick air taints everything! I've been there and it happens quick!

[ He rubbed his clawed fingers together, silently. And again, when he didn't get the result he wanted. When it grew embarrassingly obvious that he couldn't snap his fingers, he simply made the sound with his mouth. Tcchhk. ]

Like that.

But did it happen here? [when this guy is the only one around taking precautions against a hypothetical situation with toxic air, it's a bit hard to believe.]

Okay, okay, well, I really can't criticize someone for trying to be safe. I was just curious about the mask, is all.

[and... she kind of wants to see what's underneath it now.]

Yes! ... Well. No. No it hasn’t.

[ He pressed his hands against his face, bashfully. Malkus didn’t want to admit that it was a comfort object at this point. It wasn’t like he was afraid to remove it! It was just so familiar at this point. ]

But you must admit, it’s quite stylish! Custom made, you know.

[ The birdman looked away; sparing himself the skeptical look he’d expected to get. ]

Hmmm... [she stands on her toes and steps around him to peer more closely. if Nah had met him on a dark, quiet street instead of in the midst of a bunch of monster trees while she was busy setting everything on fire, she would've been thoroughly creeped out. but that's not the case now, so.]

It is pretty neat, aesthetically. But doesn't it ever get in the way? Like if you're trying to read a book up close and the beak just bumps against the pages?

[ Did he hear correctly? Aesthetically neat?! Malkus swelled to bursting with glee. Compliments were few and far between, so he’d latch onto those words for awhile. While his garb was unsettling, the man’s posture resembled a wobbly legged cornstalk. Hardly intimidating. Even less so, now that he was thoroughly flattered by such a simple response. An off the cuff remark. ]

Well I can remove it, of course! It does muffle the ears some. H-Hah- there’s also the times where I would try and nap in the park, only to roll and dig the nose into the soil.

[ He mimed brushing at the front of his mask, meticulously keeping it nice and tidy. ]

But I’m always a delight at masquerades. Fit right in!

So you can take it off! [her eyebrows go up; that's the most important bit of information she got out of that, apparently. it's just simple curiosity with no ulterior motives.]

The air here is fine. Can I see your face?

[also to make sure there is a face underneath there, and not just something like... an empty void, or a bird, or something else equally unexpected.]

D-Did I say that I couldn't?

[ Malkus was reasonably sure that he didn't. But then again, that sounded like something he might say. There was a phase in his young adult life where he had a pathological attachment to the thing. It was surprising that his uniform's lasted as long as it has. ]

You- why? I mean- it's not much. Not to be humble, or anything. I'm not, you know, hideous. I work with what I've got. But what I've got is all I've got.

[ He clearly rambled as he reached up to unfasten the straps that held the mask on. It wasn't a big deal, truly. The request was just rather unexpected. ]

I knew someone from home who wore a mask all the time, too. But he didn't wear it to protect himself from imaginary toxic fumes, [no offense, truly...] he was just standoffish. It was a lot harder to convince him to let me see his face.

[in that instance, she literally chased him down like some sort of rabid animal until he relented. good times.]

I don't care if you're good-looking or ugly, honest! I'm just the curious type.

Not imaginary.

[ He chimed in, faintly enough that one might not even hear it. Just the curious type, then? Well it wasn't like he'd be hiding from the public anytime soon. The bird doctor paused for a moment, seeming to build the suspense only to completely deflate it by tugging the mask off. Underneath was- ... was...

Nothing particularly odd? Unless one considered a shallow faced, sharp toothed man odd. He pulled his lips into a tight line for a moment. ]

W-Well. Like I said.

[ As he spoke, those jagged teeth became quickly apparent. ]

[at first she was going to make some comment along the lines of "oh, that's it? you don't look that interesting" but then the teeth. that's different. her face lights up.]

Ooh, nice teeth!

[they're sharp! pointy! neat!]

[ If only she'd known how shattered Malkus would have been upon hearing such a comment. But thankfully, the teeth compliment gave an entirely different reaction. One of skeptical cheer. ]

W-What, really? You think so? I wasn't born with them, you know.

[ He pulled a hand over his mouth, hiding part of his quickly growing grin. ]

But they have come in handy, it's true. W-Well thank you.

[ Should he return a compliment? Malkus finally took a moment to observe the strange woman. ]

[she's small. that's the most striking thing about her. well, either that or her green hair and ears. all in all, she kinda looks like a weird elf kid or something.]

I still think my dragon fangs are more impressive, but that's an unfair comparison. How did you get your teeth like that?

[ Bingo! Malkus dipped into a brief bow before their conversation carried on. ]

M-Might I add, I’m a fan of green! Y-Your hair, I mean. It’s-

[ He rolled his hands, trying to get the proper wording out. When the moment dragged on, he quickly diverted back onto the main topic. ]

Impressive indeed! My features are more of a corruption. Though by now, that doesn’t carry as negative a connotation as it used to. Just something I’d learned to live with.

[ Malkus was almost purposely forgetting the visions he had seen weeks ago. Of this taint changing him completely, into a starving monster. ]

Corruption. What does that mean, that you're turning into some kind of savage creature? [or...... yeah, a monster. there are a lot of better words she could've used instead.]

You know, I might have a somewhat similar problem. If I don't go out and rampage for a while now and then, I'll go completely berserk. [it's not an entirely accurate comparison, though. her problem is just genetics.] Maybe you need an outlet, too. Have you considered burning things?

[arson's a good way to blow off steam, right??]

[ Malkus froze, his mouth slightly agape. It was one way of putting it. He’d have argued, but it was also a very apt way of putting it. Painfully so, in fact. ]

Y-Yes. Unfortunately.

[ Pent up rage? Did other dragonkin have that? Sadly one of the two he’d known didn’t seem to be around any longer, but Alphys certainly didn’t seem the type for rage. Perhaps it was just... this girl’s thing. ]

I guess that I’m quite thankful I don’t suffer from that- but-

[ Arson? He did like to warm up against a nice fire but anything more seemed a tad dangerous. ]

E-Erm- no I- I haven’t. Does that help?!

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