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

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Julie glances to the cake too, and snorts.]

You're gonna judge me for eating a cake? You mustn't get to enjoy yourself much. [Watch how she puts the rest of it in her mouth to show how much she cares, before offering him the other with a look that very much says 'want one?'

They're really good. She swallows before she speaks again.]

Sure, might not be. You got a preference?

[Also, do have a cake.]

[disequilibrium]

It was an observation.

[ About priorities or the lack thereof, completely distinct from judgement. Obviously.

He gives the snack a dubious glance, as if questioning the intent behind the gesture, before accepting it. She’s not wrong about his habits towards enjoyment, but some of the food here has him longing for rations and he's unwilling to turn down anything which may prove an exception. ]

Personally? No. Strategically, we have the most to gain anywhere we can learn more about these creatures.

[ Is he referring to the gods or the Null? Well.... ]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[Observation... sure. But he takes the cake anyway, and she smiles quite brightly when he does. The food options here aren't great, but Delmar definitely knows how to make a good cupcake.

Her lips press together as she considers his words. Her own choice hadn't really been based on what information would be available, but on which place looked like it wouldn't kill most of them within a week through environmental factors alone. Knowledge won't do them much good if they all freeze to death or get eaten before they can use it.]

I'm all for getting out of here, but I'd also really like to stay alive while it gets figured out. Living is this thing I actually kinda enjoy doing.

[Okay, so the two aren't mutually exclusive, but she's still carrying a lot of salt over the null thing some dumbasses are hiding in the city.]

[disequilibrium]

[ He appears briefly puzzled by her expression—which seems an overreaction to the acceptance of baked goods—and makes no attempt to return the smile. Said pastry remain in hand, untouched for the moment. ]

Most do.

[ Kylo included. Enjoy may be an overstatement to a more complex feeling but, regardless, he has no intention of dying here. ]

Humans have survived in worse conditions for millennia. If need be, we can do the same.

[ Tough talk from a man who's spent the last several years on temperature controlled ships. ]

[redwinekindofgirl]

[It's funny how he might not end up having a choice in the matter, but if Julie can avoid dying, he can probably manage it.

She clasps her hands behind her back and rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet for a moment, giving him a quizzical, slightly amused look.]

Are you always so optimistic?