hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Clever Girls

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for November
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: November 10th-15th
Warnings: Sick beats.

You wake up, confused and alone and maybe a little chilly if you forgot your coat. You're on the floor of a large arena, and above you, stretching up high, is the stone ceiling trapping you in this city. Welcome to Hadriel! You'll have a great time here.

Provided you manage to escape the pack of velociraptors that have arrived with you. They seem to have gotten used to this place a little faster than the rest of the new arrivals - or maybe they're just hungry. They're scary, smart, and very fast - plus they've got those cool three-inch claws designed specifically to tear their prey open. Add to that teeth, muscles, and plenty of clever pack tactics, and you might be in a little bit of trouble.

Maybe you can distract them with a little music, though? Scattered around the arena, you can find some stereos and boom boxes. They won't pick up any radio stations, just static, but don't worry! If you're jonesing for a good tune, you can find some CDs and good old fashioned cassette tapes lying around, too. Everything you need for a sweet dance party! Maybe the velociraptors will be into it. Or maybe you'll just get eaten.

If you manage to avoid being chewed on by sharp teeth, and get out of the colosseums, there's plenty to do. 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 November 10th-15th.
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[ Merle's arms are about as full as they can get in terms of tapes and CDs. He doesn't know any of the artists, and possibly doesn't know anything about what they are at all except for what other people mentioned. But they're music, and he's got a dance class he's supposed to put together, yet keeps forgetting about.

A kid hanging out by his lonesome out here is one of the few things that can effectively grab and hold his attention enough to have him straying off his own beaten path right now, as it were. He doesn't look much older than Mookie, is the thing. Or older than most of the kids that run around here, and with everything that's been going on lately-- well, even Merle notices enough to give a shit. ]

Whoa, bloody music player! Lookin' pretty cool there, kid!

[Well, hopefully he's a little more graceful than Mookie. But he is really young, and really small - even shorter than Merle. And he does look upset. Not scared, really, but he's clearly not having a good time out here. Probably a newcomer from the look of him.

Max raises an eyebrow at the voice, who upon closer inspection seems to be coming from a midget tree-hugging hipster pirate disk jockey, given the tapes and CDs he seems to be carrying.]

Yeah. Needed to use it to beat a velociraptor to death. [Okay, it wasn't to death, but Merle doesn't need to know that. He knows how it is in the ~~prison~~ cap yard - he's got to look tough the first day so the others don't pick on him. He's not gonna tell the truth (unless placed in an area where he is compelled not to lie... like so sort of Truth Zone). Regardless, Max scowls and collects his stuff, securing his duffel bag to his back and holding his new "weapon", still playing its smooth rhymes.]

You seem to be the only adult out here, so... mind telling me where we are, exactly, grampa?

Ohh, no kiddin'. Sounds like a blast.

[ If Merle had his magic back yet, he'd probably have put everyone he knows into the Truth Zone by now. He's probably planning in advance for it. Merle also rolls to collect +1 seeming to be an adult, metaphorically, and secures it. Hell yeah. ]

What we got here is a big cave underground where a lotta folks get kidnapped to. It's, uh, it's technically run by some gods? I dunno, jury's out on that, but they're not too bad. Pretty much anyone you meet here got dumped in that arena same as you sometime! I didn't get any free music when it happened to me. Things are lookin' up lately!

Sure, it was thrilling, except for the part where it and its friends almost fucking ate me.

[He seems pretty upset and not very excited about the situation he currently finds himself in. Not like a seasoned adventurer, at any rate.]

... some gods. Kidnapped us into a cave. Uh-huh. Are you sure you're not just part of some hippie commune that lives out in the woods and thinks people with light-up shoes and smartphones are gods?

[Not that Max would know Merle grew up in an actual hippie commune.]

Almost is a big distinction! I mean, it sucks, but you lived! There's way more stuff out there that's almost gonna kill you than there is stuff that will.

[ Merle is that how comfort works you fucking know it probably isn't. He's throwing a lot of Trying Spaghetti at the wall on this one. ]

I've been commune-free for centuries, buddy. Like I said, jury's out on the godhood! But they are powerful and they've got a big magic door to back 'em up. Lucky for us, people are pretty good in these parts.

Sure, and now I'm going to be traumatized for life, probably. At least if I died I wouldn't have to go to therapy.

[Well some of it appears to be sticking? Max hasn't run away yet!]

... rrrright, okay. So you're a delusional commune hippie.

God doesn't exist. Magic doesn't exist. This is all some coked-up mass conspiracy by some shady world government, or we're all dreaming or high on something. Maybe all three. It would be like a governmental conspiracy to drug all of its test subjects.

Intro Log: Clever Girls

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