hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Rock This City

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for January
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: January 10th-14th
Warnings: New folks, rockin' dudes made of rock, and collectible friends!

This time, it's different.

There's no cave, no stone walls looming up around you and overhead, no stifling air or artificial light- not that you'd appreciate it, seeing as to how you've probably never been here before. And still, when you land facefirst on the dirt ground of the colosseum, you may not quite appreciate all the improvements and steps we've had to take to get here- after all, you're still surrounded by strangers in a crumbling city on an alien planet in the middle of nowhere.

Oh, and you're being attacked by Earth Elementals. These creatures are tall, between seven to ten feet, and made of solid rock, capable of punching through all the squishy bits of you- and for whatever reason, they definitely want to start punching. They're incredibly strong and, seeing as to how they're enchanted alive and have no internal organs, they're very difficult to kill.

But don't let that scare you off. For all the collectors in you, you can also find a very special array of beanie babies all scattered at the ground at your feet. Do you know that some of these things will be worth a lot of money someday? Better find the rarest one and stockpile it while you can! You might run into the rainbow crab, the platypus, or the sought-after bald eagle, or many more! Be sure to never take the tag off and never ever let anyone play with them so they don't lose value.

Once you've got your kids' college fund squared away, it's time to start exploring! 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 January 10th-14th.
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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

( well, shit. he's not sure which is worse, this new place, or the zombie-apocalyptic world he got yanked right out of. ) The... Null? Oh — right, saw a few mentions in the post that was put up for newbies. What's their deal, anyway? Are they still around?

I think they wanna kill those so called gods. And anyone they think is workin' with the gods, I guess. Tried to pit the people here against each other 'round the time I came here so they ain't exactly on our side. [She chews her lip and shrugs.] I think we got most of 'em taken care of, but that don't mean we won't see the Null again.

That's awful. ( the notion of being made to fight his friends, honestly, doesn't bear thinking about. he doesn't know if any of his own are here, but he might make new ones, and he doesn't like the idea of being turned against anyone. ) S'there some kinda — well, not really a task force or anything but a group that's ready to take them on the next time they show up? I mean, everyone working together would be great, but at least some folks have to be the first wave, right?

It was pretty bad. Worse that a lotta the folks on their list, the ones they were tryin' to get people to kill? They weren't really ready to take care of themselves. [Some where kids, which Girl considers less a problem from her own young age. The fact so many of them knew nothing about survival or combat is what bothered her.] There's sort of a force? I don't know much 'bout it, but when I first got here this Ignis guy told me there's a guard. They're supposed to take care of what they can, but the bots kinda had the jump on us so it was chaotic for a while.

Crap. Can't believe they even had a list — ( makes the null sound like some kinda group of gangsters, some crime organisation with a hit list that they populated at their whims, but all thoughts grind to a screeching halt as soon as he hears a very familiar name. ) — Wait. Ignis? Did you say Ignis?

Pretty messed up, right? [Her nose wrinkles and she shakes her head. It's too much like the wanted posters from back home, painting targets on the backs of innocent people for petty reasons. There's more she'd like to say about it, ready to spit on the ground in disgust and talk about the scared child she'd run into who's name had been on said list- but his startled reaction takes her aback.] Yes? 'lest that's what he gave his name as. Glasses and pale skin? Lot taller than me?

Oh shit. ( fighting the quickly-rising urge of delirious laughter is a challenge in itself; prompto's already almost reeling from the sheer relief. ) Holy shit. I know him. He's a friend. He disappeared from the last place I was at and we thought somethin' terrible happened, 'cause he was gone — poof — just like that without telling us. Y'know where I can find him?

Oh. [She smiles a little. She remembers how exciting and relieving it was to find someone she knew after the initial confusion of this place.] Shiny. He's here but, you know, I ain't sure where he lives. I know he hangs out at the guard's place sometimes. I can show you that, if you want.

Yeah, definitely! ( prompto's never been good at containing his emotions; it's definitely written all over his face now, unbidden huffs of laughter shaking his shoulders that have his chocobo blinking up at him in question. the gunner isn't hoping for too much, considering the number of people who weren't around when he was in wayward pines, but maybe... maybe he'll see more familiar faces here. it can't all be bad if they're in this together, right? ) Sorry, it's just — we got stuck somewhere else far from home the last time too. Gods, I can't believe — this is incredible.

Hey, save the apologies. [She waves her hand around, shaking her head. There's nothing about his behavior that bother's the Girl. Actually the enthusiasm reminds her of the flight twins from home. Considering they were the few people she liked] Seein' a face from home means a ton. I was worse than you first time I saw one of my friends here.

[She jerks her chin towards the path in a 'follow me' gesture, taking a few steps back and sideways.] You been someplace strange before this?

Yeah, it was — yeah, I guess 'weird' sums it up. Said the world had ended, got us fitted out with trackers under our skin and rounded up like prisoners in this tiny town that had cameras everywhere. We didn't even know about it at first, even. Messed with our memories and made us think we were staying there the entire time. ( the attacks are a part of his experience he doesn't even want to venture into, so prompto leaves it at that as he follows, eager to seek out at least a single familiar face here. ) You've got friends from home here, huh? That's cool, though. I mean, whatever this place is, at least your friends are with you.

They didn't tell you where you were? These people who messed with your heads; uh, what did they look like? Any uniforms? [She talks quickly, spine stiff as steal. If she were a cat, her ears would be pricked and forward. It sounds a lot like home. Or, at least, the way she'd been taught the cities were like at home.] Uh, yeah. One of 'em came here a lil' after me. And my cat came too. It's a lot better than bein' alone.

Intro Log: Rock This City

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