Intro Log: Welcome to Your New Home

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for December
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: December 10th-12th
Warnings: New folks, fire everywhere, and there are still killer robots on the loose

As far too many others have in the past, you wake up on the sandy ground of the colosseum, the stone ceiling of the cave stretching high overhead. But this is probably the first time this has happened to you - and even if it isn't, things are even more chaotic than usual right now. You've come at a weird time, friend.

The first thing you might see when you wake up is a salamander, or maybe a lot of salamanders. These amphibious creatures may be kind of cute, they're also incredibly flammable. Anything that brushes up against them has a very good chance of lighting on fire, so keep your distance, and make sure all your stuff keeps its distance too. Oh, and maybe keep them from crawling into the city to light that on fire, too. And in case that isn't enough warmth for you, you can also find a collection of different socks scattered around the arena. So that's... nice.

Of course, you've come at a remarkably bad time. A whole army of evil AI robot creatures recently attacked the city, and all you newcomers have arrived just as the attack is winding down. Does that mean you're not in too much danger? Of course not! There are still Null running around, and while they will ignore you if you ignore them, the second you attack them or deliberately get in their way they'll turn on you too. On top of that, the city itself has been devastated by the attack, with buildings destroyed and people killed. Welcome to Hadriel, let's hope no one tries to use you as a distraction while you're confused and frightened.

Once things calm down, the city's going to be on a different world - but you'll still have a life to live. You can 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 December 10th-12th.
► 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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Arya Stark | Game of Thrones

[needlebearer]

Arya blinks awake, pushing herself up from the ground and not bothering to brush the sand from her already grubby, tattered clothes. Staring around at the unfamiliar surroundings, her hand automatically goes to her belt to find Needle, remembering only when she's grabbing at thin air that it's long gone. Instead she takes hold of the knife she'd stolen from the Hound, bending down to slit the throat of a salamander - who knows when she'll get the chance to eat again? - only to jump back in alarm as her sleeve catches fire.

The phone is an odd shape and weight, and she notices it immediately, pulling it from the drawstring pouch in which the only other contents are the coin Jaqen had given her and an interesting shaped stone she'd picked up in the forest near the Riverlands and turning it over in her hands. She isn't sure what to make of it, or what the odd material it's made from is, and she bashes it against a wall a couple of times for good measure, seeming surprised when doing so accidentally activates it, and staring in wonder at the lights and colours on the LCD screen.

She begins to wander, making a mental note of her surroundings as she progresses, keeping her eyes and ears open to find out just what's going on in this half-destroyed city while trying to stay away from any signs of trouble.

[paragonbrosca]

"Hey, Barkspawn! Check this out!" A redheaded dwarven woman in black armor with two swords sheathed at her back, is holding a pair of socks with a grin. Her companion, a large war-hound sporting war paint, sniffs at the socks and wags his tail in approval. "I know, right? Now we can match."

Barkspawn's ears perk up as he hears someone approach and he responds with some friendly barking, trotting over as Aren follows. "Don't be rude, Barkspawn. No jumping, 'kay?" She shrugs as her eyes meet the human girl. "He's built like a brick wall, but he's a sweetheart. Don't worry, he won't knock you over."

[utulien_aure]

The salamanders are the least of the city's perils at the moment, but the newcomers have at least one advantage: they're ignored by the dwindling but still dangerous metal monsters who still roam the streets.

The city's long-term residents often don't have that luxury. Not far from the river, Arya wanders near to one such unfortunate, in the last moments of a duel with a particularly spiky monster. When the swordsman finally puts the creature down, he turns around-

Only to spot Arya, and snap, "Morgoth's bloody balls, of all the things that could be working the Door's still-damn it." He catches himself impatiently and shakes his head.

"My apologies, my lady. I should not have shouted." Not at her, at any rate.

[roseofthetyrells]

[during Arya's wanderings, she'll happen across a young woman wearing a torn and tattered remains of a dress (the one on the right). Her hair is a mess and she has visible bandages in some of the gaps on the dress, but she's fighting a stray Null using a sword and a very non-Westerosi style of swordplay.

she spots the young girl getting too close to her fight and calls out]

Stay behind me! I'm the one it wants dead, not you.

[so_dark_a_road]

Curufin has come to the Colosseum as he sometimes does during the days when newcomers appear. He was hoping that the Door was taking a break during the Null invasion, but no such luck.

He spots the young woman with the knife in one hand and a Hadriel phone in the other. She smacks it against a wall and then stares at the screen.

He calls out some cautionary advice. "Hey, don't bash that phone so hard! They're made to be durable, but if you break it, it'll be hard to replace!"

[stonebird]

The city is in tatters; Sansa is frightened to wander around by herself - a not illogical fear considering the general chaos and fire. Thankfully, however, for her, some of those she has accepted as friends (and extended family) are not far as she searches amongst the new arrivals. All of them have the same look of shock - who could blame them? - and she is offering water to those who look like they need it. Anyone who is harmed is directed either to the clinic, the home she shares with Lord Elrond or the firehouse.

Yet all of her actions - and her words - fail her when she spies Arya. She even forgets to breathe and it is her turn to look shocked.

"...Arya?"

wandering

[lemontree]

[ Dany doesn't recognize the girl wandering the city, but she knows that there are children on their own, and knows that the Null are still tearing Hadriel apart. While she's hardly a fighter, she certainly has a heart, and isn't about to leave the innocent to be torn apart by monsters. ]

Do you need help? [ The young queen asks, approaching with furrowed brows. Her hair and eyes are distinctive, bright even in the dim light of the cavernous city. ] Are you alone?

[badchoicesmadeeasy]

Hard to find a way out when the sounds from outside aren't great either. And when she's not sure if anyone else came with her, if she should be looking for her family.

But her thoughts are interrupted with the sounds coming from the beat down the phone is getting against the wall.

Creeping her head in from a corner, from inside one of the hallways that lead out of the arena, Alana silently watches the younger girl.

She gives it some thought before she figures she should step out. This person's the only other she's seen around here, maybe they'll know what's going on.

"Huh, hey?"

Lydia | Open

[wonderland_vogue]

Waking up in what appeared to be an actual place versus the oblivion of death was... odd, to be perfectly honest and not what she had expected in the slightest. Things seems to be real, alive, and stranger than where she'd been before all of this had happened, too. Lydia's slowly pushing herself up to stand, brushing herself off and frowning as she watches a salamander or two run past her, making sure to not touch anything alive around here out of instinct of all things being able to kill someone.

Hell, if she hadn't been certain that she was still a lich, she'd have been more frightened instead of confused. As it stood, she could still feel the cold grip of unlife on her and the fact she still didn't need to breathe. Interesting.

Without a moment's more hesitation she's moving for the exit of this place, changing her outfit quickly with her magic to appear darker grey with hints of deep purple and a black cloak on top of it to maybe keep her from attracting too much attention as she wandered. Everything around her being purposefully ignored if they don't seem to be humanoid.

[ex_matricide319]

Kiran is also meandering near the exit, hesitant to leave the colosseum but keenly aware that there is no reason for him to stay here. He just has no idea what he's supposed to do or where he's supposed to go once he gets out there, and he's not exactly chomping at the bit to explore.

He'd have ignored the white-haired woman entirely if he hadn't seen her spontaneously change her clothes - and sense the magic that came off her when she did.

"Hey!" he calls out as she's about to pass him by. But once he's said it, he's not really sure what to say next. Going by the seat of his pants here. "Um... do you know where we are?" Maybe she's going somewhere specifically and that's why she's running?

[armcollector]

He had to check. You know, just to make sure. There's no way, if the gods-slash-turboliches had any actual say in what the Door did, anyone would come through this month. But one of the first things he learned from Delight was that they don't, which means it'll probably be business as usual back at the coliseum.

Which means people will be getting launched face first into the fucking cage match of the century. Which means if Lucretia or Carey come back, if Davenport or Killian or Noelle or, hell, if he really called it and Juicy Wizard is lying face-down in the dirt arena, surrounded by monsters and Null and whatever else, they'll need more help than ever.

He's pretty banged up already before he charges in and instantly steps on a salamander, jerking away and hopping up and down on one foot, his freshly burnt one stinging instantly.

"Ow! Fffffuck, first laser robots, now fire-lizards!" Since they'll probably be resistant to burning swords, he switches out the Sword of Doom for his trusty ol' Railsplitter and shield combo. Then, he quickly whispers to his shield, "Did I ever tell you about the time I killed and ate a full kabob of salamanders? You don't have to cook them, they come pre-heated!"

The shield loves the pun, I guess, 'cause the stupid joke just gets engraved magically onto the mirrored surface.

"Ha! Just try and give me hotfoot now!" Before he can launch himself into battle, however, he notices a certain cloaked someone trying to get the hell out of Dodge. As backup, he brings Railsplitter down on a lizard that looks like it's trying to head in her direction.

"Hey!!! You got the right idea! I got you covered, lady!"

If he had realized who it was yet, this would be going very differently.

[outofthefire]

[Laura is one of the few people left who is being ignored. she's gone out of her way to not annoy the Null and so far she's succeeded. she's not about to let this person mess that up, even if she apparently has magic (neat trick with the outfit switch) and could theoretically defend herself]

Stay quiet. Don't annoy them and they won't try to kill you.

[pocketspa]

Despite all the hustle and bustle of Hadriel in the last few weeks, there's always new arrival day to... well, not look forward to, but at least check in on. There's been someone dropped in from Faerun every month since he's arrived, and after Magnus' jokes about Juicy Wizard a few weeks back he's not taking chances. Besides, there's still Null hanging around, and if there's someone he actually cares about, he wants to make sure they know half their family is being chased around by killer robots.

Unfortunately for Lydia, Taako doesn't rush to help just anyone, and he's on the lookout. Even if for her it's only been minutes, it's been six months since Wonderland for him and she's not immediately recognizable with the cloak. But with a nice perception roll, the color change catches his eye, and he falls into step right behind her until they're just past the edge of the coliseum.

"Sooo, nice outfit swap back there. Real priorities, I'm into it."

hey girl hey

[restinglichface]

Ah yes. Nothing says 'hey don't look at me!' quite like the single cloaked figure moving through the crowd.

As far as arena monsters go, the salamanders are nothing, Lup barely bothering to rush in to save people like she normally would. Instead, she's stationed herself closer to the arena exit, because for once, the real danger is outside of the colosseum. Best to warn people of the Null and to point them in the direction of the few safe zones that have been put together against the invading forces.

She's a little worse for wear, not quite up to her usual standard of beauty, long hair thrown up in high ponytail and a deep cut above her brow. The sleeves of her red jacket are rolled up to her elbows, one a little more singed than the other, and her boots are just and blood-splattered. As Lydia approaches, she jabs a thumb over her shoulder in the direction of Delight's Temple.

"Welcome to our shitty cave. Place is extra shittier than ush, so if you can't fight your way through armed robits, you might wanna look for some help."

will byers | stranger things | ota

[willthewise]

#1. Colosseum, arrival

[ The thing is, Will is already having trouble telling apart reality from the things in his head, already frequently opening his eyes and finding himself in what seems like a whole other dimension, so something like waking up somewhere unrecognisable is already bringing up the question of whether this is also in his head, like the doctors keep saying.

Will steps forward a little from where he's woken up, looking around. This is... different, definitely not Hawkins, not the school he was in seconds before. He holds the walkie talkie he's still clinging to tightly.

This isn't the Upside Down. It's different from his flashes there. It's not as cold. There's fear, that mess of confusing fear that comes from suddenly appearing somewhere you shouldn't be, but it's not an all consuming horror, not freezing terror. That- That feeling... that overpowering, dark evil that stared him down, that isn't here. He hasn't been here before. ]

Hello? Mike! [ Growing more worried by the second, Will starts really looking around now. He can't be alone here. Let his friends be here. Rather than call out again, he speaks into his walkie while he searches. ] Does anybody copy? Mike? You there? Lucas, Dustin? Please.

[ He doesn't hear back from his friends, but he does find lizards, which is almost funny considering he was actually looking for a lizard type creature several minutes ago. These though... Not the one he was looking for. Which believe it or not might be a good thing, right until Will spots one of them crawling over a sock and apparently setting it on fire.

Will backs up. The longer he's here, the more panicked he's beginning to get. He turns and almost runs to the exit, no doubt running right into somebody in the process. ]

#2. around town, any occupied house

[ Leaving the Colosseum doesn't help. Actually, it makes things worse. He's only been making his way through the town for a few minutes, calling out to his friends, when he spots one of them. A giant robot on four legs that looks like it belongs in one of his comics.

If he'd waited around, he might have realised that the robot wasn't actually going to do a thing to hurt him, but he doesn't wait. Will turns and runs for the nearest building almost as soon as he spots it.

What he doesn't really expect is for the building to be occupied by someone else. ]

S- Sorry! [ He stops dead in the doorway, awkwardly looking between the person in the room and the window. ] There was a- a giant, uh- Sorry.

#3. wildcard

[ Feel free to make you're own adventure. If you'd like to plot more you can message me on plurk @ buttboobs ]

2.

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery has gone home to rest and recover after her latest ordeals with the Null. she's sitting at her kitchen table, eating the last of a can of peaches when a young man bursts into her home, startling her]

It's fine, just hurry in and close the door before it sees me!

Kiran Anthony (OC) / open

[ex_matricide319]

A young man in his late teens dressed in an odd light-blue uniform floated a few yards above the floor of the colosseum, knees folded into a sitting position, looking down at the flaming lizard below him with calm confusion. He had got himself out of the reach of their spreading fires, but he didn't seem to know what to do next.

There were others here though, with him, fleeing the lizards as they scurried around, but as he searched their faces he didn't recognize a single one. None of his teammates, none of the normal people he knew... none of them even looked like his usual enemies, although he was not certain enough of that to rush to assist anyone.

His only guess was that he was... kidnapped, he guessed? But even then, this situation made absolutely no sense from the perspective of any would-be kidnapper. They hadn't bound him or injured him and they hadn't stolen anything either - he still had his wallet and his watch and some spare change in his pocket. But he had no memory of how he got here - so it had to be a kidnapping, right...?

The young man continued to watch the others around him deal with the salamanders, never bothering to help, until he eventually, idly fished his phone from his pocket. After staring into it with a furrowed brow for a few minutes, he looked up and finally showed some interest in who else was here with him.

Leaning forward, he floated over to the nearest person and looked down at them hesitantly. His hair and clothes rustled gently, as if he were facing a strong breeze blowing up from the floor. If the person were struggling with a salamander, he'd still offer no help.

"Uh... excuse me?" he muttered awkwardly. "You got kidnapped too right?"

[ringleader]

All of this is pretty alarming and while inwardly very concerned about having been kidnapped a second time, outwardly, Kokichi only seems interested in messing around with the salamanders. He has one a bit off from the rest and is playing with what was once a whole skeletal arm, except by now it's burnt up to the wrist because he insists on slapping the salamander with it. Like most things, bone smells awful when it burns.

It's hard to miss someone literally floating around overhead, but nonetheless when approached, Kokichi plays it cool. It's no weirder than salamanders that catch stuff on fire. Right? Even if he has no intention of letting it go without comment, he focuses on what he's actually saying for now. He drops the arm as though in shock, eyes going wide.

"Huh? Kidnapped?! W-what do you mean? You're really not here for the lizard petting zoo like the rest of us?"

dante ( dmc: devil may cry ) / ota & will match format!

[payoff]

( he's absolutely done his fair share of waking up in strange places, but he can safely assure anyone concerned ( not … that anyone would be ) that he's never woken up in a place like this, flat on his back on a sandy floor and glaring up at a cracked ceiling that makes the place look like it could use some work. ( it's the colosseum, dbag, of course it's going to look like it could use some work. ) but he doesn't have a headache and he doesn't have a terrible case of cottonmouth, so he's pretty sure this isn't the work of passing out shitfaced. whatever he can deal with this.

he rolls to his feet, taking brief notice of the socks lying about ( fucking weird ) and a bit less brief notice of the creatures slinking about ( still fucking weird ) and he really has no intention of paying them any mind until a couple of steps in one direction finds him tripping over one … and immediately cursing up a storm as his pantleg catches fire. ) What the f— oh, you asshole! ( welp. that'll be one less salamander with the help of a nice swing from rebellion. you're welcome, murdercave. one less to make it into the ruined city!

but we must continue. because if he trips over another one of these things he's going to end up getting so damned irritated that he'll stay and do a bit of batting practice, and he doesn't exactly carry around a bat for such things. nope —

outside the colosseum he begins to wander, and the city is a mess; of course he has zero fucking clue what's going on or what happened before he'd popped up here, and maybe he should think to find out, just so he knows what to expect during his stay — but it just so happens that there isn't really anyone around to ask outright, so he just. shrugs to himself and keeps right on wandering.

he hasn't run into any robots yet, which means at the very least he's stayed disengaged from any measure of fighting, but. that might end up changing. who knows with this one. )

( ooc; feel free to run into him anywhere, make your own adventure, etc. also feel free to holla at me over at boldly for anything else! )

wink wink

[evocation]

[It's been a couple of days since the new arrivals showed up, and Kyna has finally managed to force herself to go outside again. With her magic gone and after the super fun invasion they just managed to survive, she's not exactly feeling up for exploring. She's just headed to the shops at the moment, to try to scavenge up whatever food she can find. The main parts of the city seem safe enough, if still half ruined, so she'll be fine. Probably. Whatever. She's not going to think about it.

That's when she runs into someone new, someone she hasn't seen before, and not for the first time she wonders how much it sucked for the new arrivals to get dropped in the middle of that shit with the Null.]

Uh... Hey. New kid, right?

Padmé Amidala | Star Wars Prequels | Open

[angelofnaboo]

Arrival

[When she wakes up in the dusty cave floor, Padmé looks around, feeling completely out of sorts. While not a Jedi, she's been around them long enough to think that there's a good chance that she'd return to the mysterious Force after her death. This, however, is nothing what she's imagined. She's not sure what this is, but it's not Naboo, Coruscant, Mustafar or even the medical facility on Polis Mossa.

And, honestly, she hadn't expected to wake up after attempting to plead with Obi-Wan about Anakin. So, when she spots the strange lizards, she's not stupid enough to touch them. If anything, she pulls the thin medical gown closer and tries to skirt around the creature. Years of fighting have taught her to not to call out unless she's absolutely sure that she's near allies. And she's not, so she's quiet.

She doesn't stop moving until she's out into an open area and sees the buildings on fire and people panicking. A hand raises slowly to her mouth to keep the gasp she wants to make in. And then, because old habits die hard, and she's not sure that anything is even real right now, she attempts to pull herself together by reaching out to the nearest person and stopping them from moving away.]

What's going on here?

Settling In

[After finding out the situation, she spends a great deal of time helping out others. It's the only thing that makes sense in a time when nothing else does. Except, she doesn't really have a place to stay or money or anything like that. They're things she's never had to think about before, not when her family was so influential on Naboo and then she was a public servant.

So, now, shes wandering the streets, a strange communication device in her hand. Occasionally, she stops to sit and read a bit of information before she starts again. However, she still can't shake the feeling that everything is surreal. Or stop looking around to make sure that no one is following her, despite the fact that she looks like some crazy woman in a nightgown even now.]

Wild card!

[I am up for anything, so go for it. Or contact me on plurk at makochan or Discord at makotosagara#9497 to discuss something specific!]

Arrival

[utulien_aure]

This city is currently under attack.

[Answers the tall, dark-haired elf she pulls aside.]

The worst of it seems to be over, but I advise you seek shelter immediately. There are a few places I can recommend if you wish, my lady?

Ryou Bakura | Yu-Gi-Oh

[softspokenlandlord]

I. Colosseum

If he was a cursing kind of guy, Ryou might posit that this entire situation is bullshit. Alas, he's far too polite for that.

It's likely inadvisable to be so off-guard upon waking up in a colosseum shaped area, but it's been a few months since anything outlandish had happened to the teen. That's not...altogether welcome, and he quickly scrambles to his feet as he's approached by a vibrantly colored lizard.

...That's pretty inoffensive, so Ryou just watches the thing.

"Well, aren't you interesting," he comments idly, before the lizard seems to startle, skittering some distance away. As it so happens, it scampers over a pair of offputting meat-patterned socks...only for the socks to burst into flame and cause the reptile to move again, this time back towards the white haired teen that had first frightened it.

Said teen is visibly shocked at the firestarting salamander, and begins to back away.

"E-ehhh, no, don't..." he says quietly, as if that'll hold the lizard at bay. In fact, it only serves to make it cock its head sideways, while another patters closer to Ryou's shoe. Because hey, he looked as if he wanted a hotfoot, right?

As soon as the heat sparks through his sole, Ryou jumps and cries out.

"Ahh!! Go away!"

Once he's over his initial shock though, he can be found attempting to avoid the creatures without bringing harm to himself, or others, and the closer he gets to the general population, the more he'll attempt to use found socks to shoo the lizards away, in some general attempt to keep anyone else from encountering them. It...may or may not be working...


II. City - Null Shenanigans

[Once free of the colosseum, Ryou nervously enters the city, only to see the lingering chaos of robots versus...pretty much anyone else. In fact, he's pretty sure he sees some robots fighting other robots. It's kind of a mess.

Still, if he's unable to leave, then Ryou can't just let others be hurt, so if he finds anyone who seems to be in a particularly bad spot with the Null, he'll at least attempt to pose himself as a distraction to let them escape.

For whatever that counts as, seeing as he's a wiry teenager. He can be loud if he wants, though!]

Hey! Stop, you're going to hurt someone!

[He calls out, trying to distract the large robotic beings. Mostly they ignored him, but it was definitely worth the effort of trying, if it can help in any way. Eventually, he tosses a balled up set of socks at one of the Null.

That gets its attention; even if it is just socks, that can be read as aggression on Ryou's part. Now it's just up to the Null deciding if he or the opponent it was facing prior was the bigger threat.]

city

[ex_matricide319]

[Kiran had been dealing with the monster - robot? whatever it is? - perfectly fine, really. Thanks to his magic, he can float himself up into the air and maneuver around whatever it was trying to throw at him. But it does take effort, and he's aware that he's sort of wasting magic by doing this, even if only a little.

Nevertheless... it's technically something to occupy his time. He still has no idea what he's expected to do or where he should be going or really anything.

This robot suddenly turns away from him though. For a second he thinks that's a good thing, but then he sees the kid and the sock.]

Whoa! You definitely should not be doing that!

[Is he gonna have to save him now? He tenses and idly frets about wasting more magic.]

Stan Uris | OTA

[stantheman]

( Colosseum, Arrival )

[ Stan wakes up and at first he's sure it's the sewer and that sends a wave of fear through him. But quickly, it's clear that it's not the sewer but something else and that doesn't really settle the unease that had come over him. There's strange animals and things all around. He doesn't touch anything.

For a little while he just stands still and stares.

But, he couldn't just stay there... He had to get home, right? So, he starts making his way out. ]

( Wildcard )

[ Open to anything else you have in mind! Will match formats if desired. Feel free to hit me up at poetanarchy ]

colosseum.

[justmath]

[Well. It's definitely not Gotham, that's for sure. But that's about all Tim does know for sure.

He should be in Gotham - he remembers arriving there with his older self, who promptly turned and attacked him - the cut on his arm is still fresh, injured nerve endings stinging in protest. Tim remembers being zapped, remembers blacking out, doesn't remember hitting the pavement - is he supposed to be dead? (Again?) Is this what his life is now - waking up in a strange new location every time he almost dies?

Those are questions that will have to wait. This is an arena that looks designed for combat, and if that's true, there's no time to waste. He's still in mask and uniform, his utility belt seems to still be intact - Tim's on his feet and moving fast almost as soon as he regains consciousness, but he's not alone. One of those weird lizards crawling around brushes by an errant pair of socks, and the fabric goes up in flames.

So. The floor is lava, almost. OK, then.

Tim spots Stan - God, he's just a kid - and the pair of salamanders following him, and Tim changes direction to run toward the boy, cape trailing behind, calling out to him:]

Behind you - look out!

[No one's getting burned today. Not on Red Robin's watch.]

Leo Valdez | ota

[valdazzling]

colosseum;

On one hand, he was grateful to wake up in one piece. He wasn't on fire, his clothing appeared to be in tact, and he had his trusty bronze dragon, Festus, with him. That was a major plus! OOn the other, there was the dawning realization that his trusty dragon was not functioning at the moment (and currently a suitcase), he was clueless to where he was (not necessarily a new thing for him) and he might still catch fire. He was on his feet quickly, hands out in front of him facing a salamander head on.

"Oh come on. Look it's okay buddy. I'm friendly!" He waves a bit, trying to show he is unarmed. That wasn't really helping his case because it burst into flames.

"¡Ay, Dios mío!" He shouts, trying to dodge the oncoming lizard.

He scrambled up on top of the suitcase, narrowly escaping his clothing going up in flames. He was 100% certain while he can come out unscathed, no one wanted to see a naked Leo! He patted at his sides, grateful that his tool belt was there and started reaching into the pockets.

"Okay come on - hammer. Please give me my hammer."

city limits;

Okay. Hiding behind a suitcase was absolutely embarrassing but he wasn't hiding to be on the defensive. This was an offensive strategy! He was watching a humanoid robot walk around. Okay steel joints, a central processor (which meant computer parts, how lucky!), and currently it didn't seem violent. If there is one thing he learned about being a demigod, it was that anything that didn't seem violent was extremely violent. He peers around, watching carefully to see if there was a way he could take it out without much trouble, but something in the back of his head was screaming "DON'T DO IT."

He frowned, slowly standing up. If it noticed him it didn't bother to move for an attack. Well, if he could avoid it then that made his exploration easier.

"Come on buddy," he looks to Festus, grabbing onto the handle of his dragon-suitcase. "Why don't we find a place to get you repaired instead of picking fights we're sure we can't win?"

That was as a good plan right? Live to fight another day? He really wasn't looking forward to dying again.

[stantheman]

Stan noticed Leo as he was heading toward the city too. He still doesn't understand this place very well and there's more than a few truly crazy things that have him feeling rather unsettled but this guy? He's kind of weird.

"Are you talking to your suitcase...?"

Did he have someone stuffed in it?

Jordan McKenzie | OC

[kindrake]

Colosseum

Jordan is not expecting to wake up face down in the dirt. Lifting his head up, he grimaces as he spits out some dirt and rolls himself up into a sitting position. He sees his wheelchair not too far away, upended on its side, his bow dangling from it while the quiver's fallen off, some of the arrows spilling out onto the ground. At least none of it looks broken. That bow is irreplaceable and Jordan always takes care of it very carefully, knowing it's something to be treasured after Chara gave it to him.

He looks to his other side to see a cobalt blue dragon roughly the size of a large horse sprawled out on the ground next to him, also knocked out, and he lets out a sigh of relief at the sight of the big creature. He always feels nervous and unsafe whenever he has to leave Ladon's side.

"Ladon," he calls out, trying to get the dragon to respond to him. "Ladon!"

The dragon just makes a snuffling noise and curls more tightly in on himself.

Jordan smiles a little, shaking his head in fond exasperation. Looking up though.. looking up makes that smile fade. They're in some sort of cave? How did they get in some sort of cave? That starts sending a twinge of panic into Jordan. Had they been captured by du Caine's forces...? The last thing he remembers is being outside with Ladon, ready to do his daily archery practice on the dragon's back...

His gaze sweeps over a group of salamanders who are crawling around nearby and at first, he doesn't pay them much attention... until a few of them brush up against a pair of socks lying on the ground, setting them on fire. His eyes widen and he starts to feel very concerned, especially when they start heading in his direction...

The salamanders crawl over another lone sock, and once Jordan sees that one go up in flames and also sees that the salamanders are heading right towards his wheelchair where his precious irreplaceable bow is, the panic kicks in and he starts crawling his way along the ground towards it. To anyone coming across him, it probably seems like he's just trying to get into his chair before the salamanders get to it.

"Ladon!" Jordan yells at the dragon now, trying to rouse him so he'll help lift him up faster. "Get up now!"

The dragon starts to bring himself more into wakefulness and pulls his feet underneath him, but it's slow going and definitely not fast enough for Jordan's comfort.

City

Once Jordan's gotten out of the Colosseum, he's stashed his wheelchair somewhere far enough away from the salamanders he's fairly confident he's not going to return to find it burnt to a crisp and strapped himself into Ladon's riding saddle harness, using the dragon to be mobile and explore this new place. If you want to come across a teenager riding on the back of a dragon like a horse, feel free! If you want a little more action though...

The robots wandering around unnerve Jordan, and Ladon will attack anything he feels is a threat to the boy, so it doesn't take very long until the Null are targeting them due to Ladon crushing a few. Jordan has his bow and arrow but he's hardly what you would call a crack shot, so he just hangs onto the Ladon's saddle while the dragon roars and swats at the Null, snapping at them and bashing them with his tail too for good measure. Lend a helping hand if you're up for it!

colosseum

[ex_matricide319]

Is that a fucking dragon?

That's a dragon. Yes.

Kiran had been staring at it in bewilderment, wondering if it's real or not, as he floated above the floor of the colosseum watching everything going on and trying to figure out what he was supposed to do next. It looked real but it wasn't moving, and then it did move, so... yeah. Real. What the fuck.

It seems to be responding to the voice of someone laying on the ground near it, whom Kiran turns his attention to. Is that wheelchair his? Maybe he can't walk. The salamanders are getting close to it, too.

...well. If he's going to help anyone, it should probably be the disabled person, right? Kiran floats over to the wheelchair, staying a few yards above it, and suddenly a blast of wind blows against the ground. One salamander gets flipped right over and wriggles as it tries to right itself; the others are scared off as their flames flicker.

There we go. Wheelchair saved? He looks back at the kid.

"Hey, are you alright?"

Alana | Saga

[badchoicesmadeeasy]

She certainly doesn't remember the room feeling this hot.

...but she also doesn't remember going to bed.

Alana finds herself breathing in dust, or sand, or something else her lungs don't really enjoy, forcing her to cough. Pushing herself, the coughing makes for a few more seconds of not really looking around, until she does, and...

Well, this is definitely not the tree.

She gets on her feet right quick, almost throwing off her own balance.

"What the hell-"

The words come muttered under her breath as she takes in her surroundings, and it makes just about as much sense as you'd think it does. Chairs--stands? An arena, sand, weird glowing lizards, and...socks??

"What the hell is this?"

[justmath]

Tim's made his way back to the arena, to see if there's anyone else who might be in need of assistance - and from the looks of it, his instincts were right. This woman looks and sounds just as confused as Tim feels; the difference is that Tim has pushed his feelings aside and turned his focus toward helping everyone else make heads or tails out of where they are and what's happening. He approaches Alana carefully, still wearing his uniform and mask.

"I think we can definitely scratch Kansas off the list." He smiles wryly at his own joke. "Watch out for the lizards - they seem to just catch fire when they touch something." More importantly, though: "Are you injured?"

kylo ren ⋆ star wars ⋆ ota

[warfares]

arrival - the colosseum;

[ The arena is unfamiliar to him; the lush, almost oppressive, heat of Takodana giving way to something sharp and dry. Funereal. The word springs to mind as he follows the line of crumbling masonry in search of an exit.

He reaches for the Force instinctively, and the surge of relief as it rises to meet him (muted but still there) is immediate. Bad enough that he has no idea where he is or how he came to be there, facing that uncertainty while blind is simply unacceptable.

It's only on the second (possibly third) sweep of his new surroundings that he really notices the salamanders. Tiny, jewel-bright creatures that dart across the sand, leaving curls of steam in their wake. Eventually one will brush up against one of the socks scattered across the arena sand; the edges blacken then burn. ]

Curious. [ The vocoder flattens out any inflection, deepening his voice past the point of sounding natural. For the moment they appear contained, though the supply of socks will eventually dwindle to nothing. It's anyone's guess what will happen next, and he's far from concerned — though he makes sure to avoid them on his way to the door. ]

wildcard;

[ ooc: hit me with your best shot! feel free to encounter him anywhere in his ridiculous, masked glory. or hit me up at resurrectionist ]

Re: kylo ren ⋆ star wars ⋆ ota

[farmboyjedi]

[Luke watches him after he's outside the Colosseum,, curious, fully aware of the Dark Side energy slamming into him. There's a lot about him that brings up memories of his father, and a presence that seems to remind him of Jacen, but but somehow it's definitely not him. It's so familiar yet so strange, nothing he's encountered before. He doesn't move in too close but studies him, on guard, hoping he doesn't find himself fighting the Dark Side user. He will if he has to, but he'd rather search for a way to help him if possible.]

Heine Rammsteiner | DOGs: Bullets & Carnage (will match format)

[blitzkriegspitz]

( CW: body trauma )

(a)Colosseum: Salamanders

[ For most people, waking up in a dusty, dirty old rundown fighting arena would be enough to send you straight into panic mode. Good thing Heine ain't most people. Although, walking right into a flaming hell-lizard would also be something your average Joe wouldn't be able to handle. Again, Heine ain't no ordinary run of the mill guy.

Do you know what Heine and normal people do have in common? They're not inflammable.

That's right, in his casual I don't give a fuck, nor do I want to attitude, Heine managed to stroll right into a slumbering salamander. Tripping over the god damn things tail and landing face first on to it's back. ]

What the shit is thi--

[ Before Heine could even come up with a witty remark, the salamander, startled and agitated, engulfed its whole body with flames. Heine still tumbled on top of it of course.

He might have been used to bullet and knife wounds and sure, his regeneration factor made a quick recovery possible but nothing nulled the pain, the searing agony of being burnt alive where he lay. Screaming wasn't normally his thing but he'd argue with anyone who said they could hold it in while flames stripped the flesh from your bones. The skin charred as what little far Heine had, bubbled and boiled from the heat. And that smell, oh God that smell, that stank to high heavens. Burning hair, leather and living tissues. Gross.

Kinda feel bad for whoever finds his corpse. He was never much to look at but shit! Eventually, that spine would kick in, jumpstart his system and reanimate Heine like a zombie. Blank for a moment as the wounds seem to emanate a steam-like substance his eyes blacked out completely as the Dog took the reins. ]

(b)Colosseum: Null

[ Having recovered from his little impromptu BBQ, it was safe to say Heine was on guard this time. Gun in hand and teeth bared, he wandered the Colosseum in discomfort, good job leather burns slow but the way it had stuck to his renewed flesh in places is a bit of a ballache.

Rounding a collum, thinking he heard something behind the other side, Heine readied himself. Gun cocked and a shit-eating smirk on his face. Payback was going to be so sweet. As he rounded the crumbling bricks, firearm aimed low, remembering how close to the ground that damn ugly piece of shit was, Heine leaps out firing off a few rounds. ]

A few bullet holes should help you cool down!

[ -Only, there was no salamander on the floor. In fact, Heine's rounds were wasted into the dirt, his adversary seemed to be hovering? Flying? ]

What the fuck kinda Sci-fi shit is this? Damn, I pick the red pill--

[ Today is clearly not his lucky day. A bright beam of light and a quick sharp pain that followed and Heine had a new hole, right through his middle. Blood oozing out as he slowly fell to his knees, raising the gun and clocking that metallic bitch dead center. Payback. ]

You've gotta be kidding me.


(OOC: You can either meet Heine in (a) when he's out for the count and charred to a crisp or in (a) when the Spine has regenerated him and his Black Dog is kinda in control.