Intro Log: Fly, My Pretties!

[hadrielmods]

What: The intro log for May
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: May 10th-14th
Warnings: Flying monkeys! New friends! Prosthetic limbs!

Here in Hadriel, we do introductions right. That means dumping you on the ground of an old Roman-style Colosseum with a bunch of scary monsters and also a bunch of weird shit. Your monster of the day happens to be Winged Monkeys, more commonly known as flying monkeys, from the Wizard of Oz and affiliated stories!

As you may have been able to guess, these creatures can fly and they're rather intelligent- intelligent enough to wield spears and daggers as crude weapons and strong enough to pick someone right up off the ground and fly with them to a perch, where they'll... you know, stab them with their knives and stuff.

Why? We don't know. It's Hadriel.

Just in case you lose a couple of limbs in the process of escaping these critters, we've got you covered. Scattered around the newbies are prosthetic limbs for various body parts. These limbs are all fully functional, even if they look a bit... odd, so if you've lost an arm or two, or a leg, or even a pinkie finger, feel free to grab one and try to figure out how to use it!

Good job dealing with those monkeys! It's kind of a weird thing to be threatening, but clearly someone was afraid of them once. Once you're done, 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 May 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!

Comments

[hot_mes]

...that, I don't know. These are some kind of quirk of the Door, I was just investigating to see if they're any use to us at all.

[he sets the goofy steampunk hand he's been studying aside and swivels his chair around]

So you've found the clinic. Either you need assistance or you didn't mean to.

[unnature]

Neither. I came to check the place out, see what sorta supplies we're dealing with here.

[She opens up a bag hanging off her shoulder and reaches in, pulling out a scalpel and twirling it in her fingers. She even came with her own supplies, see.]

Dr. Razi, M.D.

[hot_mes]

[a doctor who's actually prepared? be still his shriveled little heart]

Trafalgar Law. No credentials, but no less a doctor. [excuse him if he doesn't shake hands] Just arrived? Welcome to the shithole.

[unnature]

Yeah, read the little travel brochure though, so at least I know the basics. I'm guessing this place could always use more people with surgical experience.

[Avisheh's a little tired of standing, so she gathers up a rolling chair and sits in it, bouncing a leg with soft metal clinks each time her heel hits the tile. She continues twirling the scalpel.]

So, no credentials, huh? Come from a place that doesn't believe in that sorta thing?

[hot_mes]

Good. Yeah, as far as I can tell I'm the only surgeon here, so far. We're thick with psychologists, though. [dryly, no disrespect to psychologists but seriously, man.

His gaze shifts slightly to her noisy prosthetic, but he's polite enough to save that query for a minute or two.]

Yes and no. There are medical schools, but I didn't go to one. Self-taught, under the table.

[unnature]

Self taught surgery sounds like an adventure.

[She shouldn't judge, given that it was only by the skin of her teeth she was able to go to medical school, but she kind of can't help it. She keeps that to herself, though.]

I'd be interested to see you at work.

[hot_mes]

[hey, he can't argue. Not his fault they don't let pirates go to school.] It can be, sometimes. That's the fun of it.

Unfortunately, around here it's mostly patching up idiots, I haven't been able to do much real surgery. Better that the injuries are minor, I suppose, but that's not to say there won't be an opportunity for the big stuff.

[unnature]

Yeah, most of my life lately's been bullet wounds and stabbings and every form of violent injury in between. I don't do much open heart surgery these days, but I hope that won't be necessary here.

[She leans back and spins in her chair.]

So, what sort of violence are we usually seeing, here? Monster attacks, interpersonal...?

[hot_mes]

More of the latter than the former. [in the interest of full transparency. Law is immediately eager to talk shop with a colleague, especially one so close to his interests] Not to say there aren't occasional monster attacks, but so long as the gods maintain a barrier, they're not as common. On the day the Door brings in new folks, there's a spike, but after that it tapers off.

But when the gods get creative, that's when we all end up going after each other and shit happens.

[unnature]

Fun. I saw some of that earlier, the Door thing, when I came in.

[She's read the welcome guide, so she's familiar with the beings known as gods, but it still gives her a bit of a twitch to her eye when he says the word. She's very used to gods of a different sort, some she doesn't much hold high regard for.

She already sort of doesn't much hold high regard for these gods, either, but at the very least she hasn't set a revenge plot in motion against any of them yet.]

I imagine... Rage and Fear, right? Those are the ones that specialize in getting the populace to attack each other the most, I'd bet. Maybe Love, too, that sounds like it's got some potential.

[hot_mes]

Got it in one. But really, the only one I don't expect shenanigans from is Tranquility.

[he's with you on all of that, Doc. For all his quiet, lazy drawl and indifferent posture, there are plans upon plans behind that facade, and contempt for anything called a deity.]

At the very least, you won't be bored here. When people aren't getting themselves shredded doing stupid heroic bullshit, or attacking each other because Fear is hungry, there's enough to do. I use what supplies we have to mix more potent medicines, and research physiology, for example.

[unnature]

I don't know, I see potential in Tranquility. Make you so placid you don't move or do much of anything and then waste away. Like a waking coma.

[Avisheh is always here to bring the morbidity to any situation.]

Well, I haven't personally mixed medicines myself, but how hard could it be? I'd be interested to learn. Speaking of medicine, you got lidocaine at least? I didn't bring any with me.

[hot_mes]

No? It's not difficult. [sure he'll let a colleague sniff over his shoulder and learn his techniques] Hm. Lidocaine...I haven't seen any.

[might as well pop up out of the chair and go hunting. Every day he looks at labels, from the shop as well as hand-lettered, but after a while it all blurs together]

We're somewhat limited by what we can find in the shops. I'm not sure the gods even understand what could be important besides pain relievers and antihistamines. Part of why I mix my own, so long as I can come by the components.

[unnature]

[Pain relievers and antihistamines. Not exactly numbing medication, and also not exactly... very versatile.

Well, at least anyone with hay fever is going to be well treated.]

Yeah, that might make the actual surgery part not so fun for the patients, should the need arise. Anesthesia a thing, either, or are we just basically relying on our good bedside manner?

[hot_mes]

I'm working on finding the components for a decent anesthetic, but for me, it's not necessary. [cool as you please, while he closes the supply cabinet and turns] My ability requires none and causes no pain or incision.

[since it's probably just going to be the next question, Law anticipates her curiosity and mutters the command to create a Room that fills most of that particular part of the clinic, a bubble of faintly-blue aura. Welcome, Avisheh, to a place where people have powers]

[unnature]

[Avisheh whistles as he displays the use of his power, already impressed, but not quite seeing how to get from point A to point B from here.]

Lucky you. So, what happens next with your "ability"? No need to demonstrate surgery, of course.

[hot_mes]

Within this Room, I can manipulate anything. [he's only bragging a little, facts are still facts.] Rather than make an incision that bleeds, I simply move the cells out of my way to get at what's between and behind. I can even remove poison and toxins at the molecular level.

[he closes his fist and the aura vanishes, adding some real talk]

That's not to say my way is the only way. I might be incapacitated or unavailable. Having more traditional methods on hand is never a bad idea.

[unnature]

[Damn. She'd like to see what someone like him could've done for her legs back when she had them. But capital-P-Parasites always were tricky things, weren't they? Maybe even his power could be outsmarted by a Separated Parasite.

Still, no use wondering what a man from another reality would be able to do for her in the past on her own world.]

Yeah, my abilities have nothing to do with medicine, unfortunately.

[In fact, they actively hinder her, but what can ya do when your very Nature is Disorder?]

If we could perfect a way to get some anesthetic going here, though, that'd help my case for traditional medicine. Or else you'll be the favorite doctor, and I simply can't have that.

[hot_mes]

Heh. [that's a level of snark he can truly appreciate] Traditional medicine works for me. You've got the tools, now all we need to do is forage for the right chemical elements.

At least I'm not distilling willow bark for aspirin, we're a bit more advanced than that. [not by much, though, some days]

[unnature]

Propofol might not be possible without a chemist, but maybe there's chemists here I don't know about.

[She shrugs.]

I guess worst case scenario we could whack patients over the head and hope it makes them pass out.

[hot_mes]

[SNORT!

...oh shit did she just actually make him laugh? It's a miracle!]

I'm fond of that approach. Some of the idiots around here would deserve it, and I'm pretty sure they wouldn't suffer either.

As for chemists... [a little more seriously] I don't know. There's a lab where some of the scientifically-minded congregate, but I don't actually know what anyone's specialty is.

[unnature]

[Score. Making people laugh is her secondary goal in life.]

Eh, they'll be too passed out to care at that point either way.

[As for the lab...]

So, a lab, huh? Maybe I'll check that out then. I don't see why we couldn't work together with some scientists over this kinda thing.

[hot_mes]

Yeah, it's not far from here. [feel free to explore and make friends, he'll save that for emergencies. Making friends, that is.]

I look forward to seeing you in action, Dr. Razi.

[unnature]

Yeah, same to you. You and your fancy molecular manipulation.

[She spins in her chair and lifts herself up with her cane, turning to mock salute to him on her way out the door.]

See ya around, Law.