hadriel_logs | 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.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

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[ It's arrivals day and Drake shows up at the colosseum armed to the teeth, just like he's done the last few months, ready to help out whatever new arrivals might need it. He realizes the second he walks in that fighting a forest is probably beyond his capabilities but. There are almost certainly people in it that are lost and confused and in danger. So true to character Drake starts weaving through the trees, sweeping the arena and pointing folks to the way out. Hopefully everybody gets out before the new foliage gets sassy.

At the center, there's a floating, somewhat transparent figure. A ghost? That's a new one by Drake, even for Hadriel, and he steps closer curiously. It must be a new arrival, he's sure that the creature feature today is the forest. Which is looming over him ominously. Gotta move fast. He shakes off the unsettled feeling seeing a ghost has given him and moves forward. There's probably nothing to be afraid of.

'Aw dip, not fucking again.'

........her voice... ]

Lup? Is that you?

[Lup's just began to descend from where she'd been floating when Drake calls her name, the woman spinning in mid-air, her impenetrable dark hood turning to face him. Her memories have only just returned--first of her family, then of this place, then of the other people who she'd met here--so the lich reacts in mild surprise to find this stranger-turned-friend standing before her, calling her name.

Naturally, that surprise turns to delight.]

Now that's a face I'd almost forgotten. Drakey, what's shakin', my man? [And maybe it's too close for comfort considering her current form, but Lup moves right up to him, her head tilted in a way to show she's grinning beneath her hood.] It's ya girl, right here in the flesh! Er, uh, I mean bones.

You'd forget me? [ His tone is one of mock offense, joy underneath, and he smiles, too. Doesn't flinch away from the apparition moving closer, because it's Lup. He might have to remind himself of that a couple times, but it is her. ]

Way to disappear on us, girl. What happened to you?

[ She went home and died, obviously -- they'd hoped she was going to be okay -- but he was dead too. Lots of people were. They weren't ghosts in Hadriel, this had to be something more. ]

Almost! I said almost! [And as he smiles in return, Lup laughs, the sound high and familiar despite her new, edgier appearance. The fact he doesn't flinch away isn't lost on the lich, who moves a skeletal hand over his shoulder. She can't touch him, but it's the best she can do.]

Believe me, it wasn't completely intentional. I'm sure if I'd remembered you all back home, I'd have tried to send a postcard or something. But you know how it is. You keep saying you'll write or get together after you graduate, then suddenly you flash-forward to sixty years later and you have a shit-ton of birthdays to catch up on. You know, the ush.

[Drake's not the first to ask about Lup's new form, but she gives him a more honest answer than the rest of the chucklefucks in this place.]

Did I ever tell the story about my bee-eff being a big nerd who dabbled in necromancy? So, we did this totally epic suicide pact thing. Y'know, soft music, wining and dining, lots of dark, very forbidden magic. Lemme just say, he really puts the romantic in necromantic. Either way, poof, I'm a lich. Rad, huh?

[It was by zero definition rad to anyone but Lup. Her brother was not as amused.]

[ Drake glances at her hand, lifts his own to place it on top of hers and it goes right through. He can still feel something, though -- she's cold, and there's a tingle like some sort of energy in the air. Definitely something there, just nothing solid. ]

Sixty years? That'd be a lot of birthdays, but lucky for you it's only been like a week here. We did pour one out for you already but you don't owe any presents.

[ He quirks an eyebrow. ]

You didn't mention the boyfriend was a necromancer, no. What exactly is a lich?

Edited 2017-10-11 02:26 (UTC)

[Drake lifts his hand to touch her and Lup's head tilts to the side, watching as he goes right through her. He gets the sensation of cold, of the thrumming magical energy that makes up this form, but Lup gets nothing.

And that's definitely the worst part of this whole lich gig. For such a physically affectionate person with the people she actually likes, it sucks to not be able to touch or be touched. She can't eat, can't sleep, can't feel a damn thing. But, y'know, immortality and an insane boost to her magical abilities doesn't come cheap.] Funny how this place works. Sixty years for me, a week for you...

[Naturally, Drake doesn't give Lup the reaction she wanted--she wanted laughs, jokes, teases about her being dead!--and instead asks the question she should have seen coming. Duh, he doesn't come from their world. If he's impressed with magic, there's no way he knows what a lich is.] Lemme think of the easiest way to put it. [Lichdom was complicated, okay.] Sooo, a lich is like a super powerful magic user that just so happens to be a little, uh, dead. To make one, you have to take a soul and combine it with raw, arcane power. It's no exactly legal magic per se, but it sure gets the job done.

[ It'll take him awhile to get to the point where he can tease her about being dead -- it's still a bit of a shock, and she might still be Lup but the loss of her physical form is gonna take some adjusting. And the fact that she died. There's no making that okay, really, he speaks from experience.

He listens to her explanation, considers whether the increase in power is worth giving up a corporeal body to her. But that's a serious topic and he can tell she wants to lighten things up. Later, maybe. ]

So what you're saying is you're even more badass than before?

[Considering it's Hadriel, they have all the time in the world for serious conversation later.

For now, Lup's delighted to keep this reunion sweet and easy. Between all of the chaos that had led up to her arriving here and then her actual arrival, it's been a pretty long day for this girl. If she could, she'd want to crawl into bed for a big ol' nap. Instead, she'll just float around and remember how nice it was being able to turn off her brain and just sleep pre-lich.]

This boy gets it! [And maybe it's a little too soon for this silliness, but Lup lifts a hand to offer Drake a highfive. Don't leave her hanging, bud.] Y'all will be able to sit back and relax while I take out the rest of these overgrown weeds.

[ He doesn't leave her hanging, he lifts his hand and high fives the apparition, feeling the cold of her presence again. ]

Please, take care of them, I'm starting to feel like a lumberjack. Just try not to burn the city down? That wasn't the best time.

For you, babe? Anything.

[Lup holds out both hands, summoning flame to her palms, but the fire quickly travels up her whole form, licking up her neck to her face. With a little illusion and fire magic, she can temporarily create a Lup-like figure out of the flames surrounding her body. Lup gives an exaggerated wink towards Drake before she's floating upwards, powering up a fireball before she lets it loose on the trees lumbering around the arena.

Naturally, the trees don't stand a chance against normal fire, so they fall apart immediately beneath her magical flames, wailing as they catch flame. But just for effect, Lup throws another fireball or two out, just to fully wreck their shit.] Booyah, bitches! Lup's back!

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