Event Log: The Beach Episode

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The event log for the transition to our new planet!
Where: The city, which has now been fragmented onto four separate islands.
When: May 27th-June 10th
Warnings: Surf's up! If by 'surf', you mean separation from your friends, weird sea creatures, and cold rainfall.

The sun and the sand and a drink in your hand- well, it all sounded pretty nice when you voted for the island planet, but ultimately what you're getting is a bit less glamorous.

The transition takes place instantaneously, with very little noteworthy shakeup, though those of you who are particularly in-tune with the supernatural may feel a bit dizzied or nauseated by the sudden movement. And that's exactly what it is: for those of you who are outside, the change is fairly noticeable, as in the span of a single blink, what used to be miles of desert is now rocky ocean. The city is simply in one place one moment, and then somewhere entirely new a second later.

And that somewhere new is exciting! The islands have plenty of landscape to explore and weather conditions to adjust to, fish to catch, and- wait, how do you get to the other islands? What if your friends or your home or the bar is on these other islands? Enjoy having to figure out who is where and how you're going to get by with only a small fraction of the city to work off of- hopefully those boats will come sooner rather than later...

► This log covers May 27th-June 10th.
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Lance | North Island | OTA

[lifetothefullest]

[Shoreline | 27th]

[Well, Lance is not super happy to be on an island. It isn't exactly that he has something against islands, but more that he has the distinct feeling this is going to be both terribly inconvenient and terribly dangerous. How are they going to get from place to place? What if there's an emergency somewhere? What are they going to do when new arrivals show up, both in regards to the monsters and in regards to getting the newbies supplies and places to live?

It could be a lot worse, he supposes; it's not freezing or super hot, there are no jungle vines blocking the streets, and the city--or the island he's on, anyway--seems to still be functional. But 'it could be worse' is still not that much of a comfort, and he's just not impressed that they all ended up here instead of somewhere more useful.

But complaining won't solve anything, and so Lance is out exploring instead. As it is he's found one of the cliffs and has wandered cautiously out onto it; the sight is kind of amazing, as so annoyed as he is about the situation it's also really pretty cool. And a little scary, but the fall isn't that far, so as much as he absolutely doesn't want to fall in it isn't frightening enough to not appreciate the view.

If anyone's passing by, they'll probably hear him comment--]

At least it's not the desert this time.


[The Park | 28th or 29th | OTA]

[Okay, maybe this place isn't so bad after all. He's still a little annoyed by the practical issues, as well as losing the potential to have discovered something useful about the Null on the ice planet, but the rest of his irritation is fading a bit.

That's mostly because he's wandered to the park while it's raining, and there's just something serenely peaceful about standing under a tree and watching the rain filter through the leaves. He doesn't even care that he's pretty drenched at this point, because after the last storm back when they were underground he'd never really thought he'd get to see rain again.

But although he's enjoying it he knows not everyone else might be, and if he sees someone looking soaked and unhappy he'll take a moment to ask--]

Are you doing okay?

Park! Because his garden is there, so why not.

[tongueamok]

Do I look okay, Dr. Sweets?

[Carlisle manages to bite his tongue before continuing, knowing that he should curb his temper, especially when speaking to someone who has been nothing but understanding with him; however, he's cold and soaked, and therefore finds it a lot harder to be as respectful as he ought to be, even to someone as painfully polite as Lance. He pushes his hair from his face, the moisture weighing it do, lose bangs hanging in front of his eyes -- they glow so vibrantly in the darkness beneath the clouds.

He pulls in a breath through his nose, pushing it out in a long exhale.]

My apologies, doctor. To answer your question, no, I am not 'doing okay.' You stumble upon me in a bedraggled state, but my bloodworts need tending to, particularly now that we have been removed from the blistering heat of that awful world we were previously trapped in.

[He didn't like the sudden change in scenery, but he has to admit that he liked the double suns even less.]

yes good

[lifetothefullest]

[Wow, okay, he cringes a little at the initial response, but considering it is Carlisle and he's doubtlessly quite stressed Lance is inclined to just brush the entire thing off even before the apology. After it, he even offers a small smile and steps a little closer, although the expression is short-lived considering the glowing eyes and just generally not-great look about Carlisle at the moment.]

It's okay, we're both pretty bedraggled, so I won't judge if you don't.

[Lance's own hair probably looks utterly ridiculous, considering it's gotten a little long and is naturally curly, and so actually even longer than it normally seems. With it all soaked it's kind of everywhere.

He wants to ask Carlisle more about how he's doing, especially since he's been meaning to for awhile now, but recognizes this may not be the best time. So, instead--]

Is there anything I can do to help with your plants?

[tongueamok]

[Lance's initial comment gets a soft smile out of Carlisle, the sheepish sort that says he's embarrassed about what just happened, but grateful for the doctor's forgiveness and willingness to quickly move past it.]

There is something you could do, actually. If you don't mind.

[He motions for Lance to join him beside what is presumably a bloodwort: the shrub stands about chest-high, the vines weighed down by both the red, bulbous fruits they bear and the rain gathering on the leaves. Carlisle kneels beside the base of the plant, pulling his hands from his gloves and pushing his sleeves past his wrists.]

See how the roots are coming up? We need to rebury them, then cover them with some of the rocks I have in that satchel I was carrying.

[He gestures to his bag, which sits over by one of the trees.]

This dirt has gotten so displaced from this move. I'd hate to lose one of these. Plant from back home and whatnot.

shoreline!

[evocation]

[Alright, so as much as Kyna was all about the islands, she's starting to think that maybe she didn't consider all the angles. She didn't think the city would be spread out between them, which in her humble opinion is bullshit. It's easy enough for her to get around, though—she's been alternating between teleporting or turning into something with wings, and that pretty much gets the job done. It's not exactly sustainable, though.

When she finds Lance, she wanders over, looping her arm through his like it's second nature. Somehow she's not surprised he's taking a minute to appreciate the view.]

Okay, so... I still think the ice world would have sucked, but my vote wasn't great either.

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance hears her approaching, glancing over at her as she steps up beside him and links their arms, and offers a small smile and playful tug on her arm.]

I'll forgive you. This isn't so bad anyway; all the options kind of sucked, so let's just blame the gods for only giving us bad choices.

[He's quiet a moment before continuing.]

It's kind of cool, even if it's also really inconvenient.

[evocation]

Yeah, they suck as usual.

[She grins at him, tugging back.]

Want to go swimming?

shoreline;

[atravellerwithabow]

[Nil has never seen the ocean.

He's sitting quite close to the edge of the cliff, cross-legged with his headdress by his side, the wind off the ocean tugging through lightly curled dark hair rather than the red feathers of the headpiece he usually wears.

Lance's presence doesn't go unnoticed, but Nil's content enough to let him pass by without comment until he hears what he says, the words nearly snatched away by the breeze.]

Mm... it certainly isn't.

[lifetothefullest]

[Lance is always curious about people he hasn't met yet and Nil is one of them, so he's quiet for a few moments after the response before asking--]

Did you arrive recently? I don't think we've met.

[atravellerwithabow]

[Nil keeps to himself for the most part, with no permanent residence, no use of the phone he keeps with him and spending most of his time roaming the border looking for unfortunate creatures to sink an arrow into.]

Some time ago. [He drawls out softly. It's been six months, but hard to keep count.] Feels like two seasons, but the sun made it difficult to track.

[Glancing over his shoulder, he fixes sharp grey eyes on the man.]

I think I prefer this. Don't you? Desert heat gets so wearing after a while.

The Park 29th

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curufin turns around. He's soaked, but not unhappy. Not far away is his boat-building shed, in a little clearing not far from the southern border of the woods, nearest the shoreline. There's a huge heap of lumber next to the shed, under a tarp. He's taking a break from working on the first of the two boats Henry suggested he build for starters. ]

Yes, I am. And yourself?

[lifetothefullest]

I'm fine.

[The rain is nice and he isn't cold yet; this is much more like weather he's used to than the desert was, so he's enjoying it.]

I'm a little surprised by how many people are out in the rain, though.

[so_dark_a_road]

[ Curuifn thinks the rain is nice, too. It reminds him of home. It was usually either raining or snowing in East Beleriand. And there was no rain at all in the cave and precious little in the desert. ]

Maybe they're all celebrating? It's encouraging when things change, even if the change is a little inconvenient. You're out here yourself. Do you like the rain?

shoreline;

[inthewar]

[ The island life so far isn't terrible, but it does make him uneasy to be so separated. Way too spread out. There's safety in numbers, and a lot of the people he'd just started really getting close to here are now on a totally different island. Sure, they can communicate with each other still, but it's not a huge relief at the moment.

Other than that, Damien is just adapting like he always does. The only constant in his life back home - before all of this - was chaos and unpredictability. He tends to also try finding the positive where he can, or at least laughing about any given situation, no matter how absurd. ]

Fucking right about that. Had enough of deserts to last a lifetime.

The view ain't bad, either. Water looks nice, too. Just the kind you'd wanna swim in, but how much you wanna bet they got the equivalent of the Loch Ness monster down there?

[lifetothefullest]

There were sharks in the lake back when we were underground, so yeah, I wouldn't be surprised.

[He glances over at Damien as he responds; Lance doesn't think they've met before.]

Did you arrive recently?

sorry for the delay, rl issues came up

[inthewar]

Shit, I didn't even know that. [ That first month was a damn whirlwind of information and being royally fucked with by the gods. But that's just the status quo now, he's learning. ]

And yeah, been here uh...close to two months, I guess. Gonna pass my 90 day probation period soon, can't wait for all the perks to kick in.

[ He thinks he's funny. ]

the Park, 29th

[roseofthetyrells]

[Margaery has spoken to Dr. Sweets a handful of times, but since she's here, cut off from her home and her friends, she feels that making an effort to be friendly wouldn't be a poor idea.

it's cold, it's raining, and her gown is soaked through. she's had far better days, but as she doesn't know him that well, it's not like she's going to tell him that]

I'm quite all right, Dr. Sweets. How are you?

[lifetothefullest]

[He hasn't spoken to her in awhile for sure, although he's kept an eye on her network posts and the like; he's been concerned about her, but without knowing her well he hasn't felt it appropriate to contact her directly and her posts tended to be a times when he was otherwise preoccupied.

So it's nice to have a chance to talk to her more directly, and he offers her a faint smile.]

I'm doing well. Noticing I need a haircut.

[He adds the last comment as a joke, hoping to keep the tone light for now; his soaked hair is laying straight instead of curly and it's more obvious how long it's gotten.]

Do you live on this island, or did you get stuck here during the move? Your shop's here, right?

[roseofthetyrells]

[he's right to be concerned about her. there's a lot to be concerned about. not that she's going to say anything about it.

she smiles back brilliantly]

I'm glad to hear it. [she eyes his hair. it's not long by Westerosi standards] Is there a problem with it? Perhaps I could help.

My Shop is here, yes. I'd gotten an early start on my morning and was trapped here by the move.

shoreline

[uptightness]

[It is inconvenient, to say the least. Home, as it is, is to the east, where their base is, and where she should be. She's not though, having gone off as she does most mornings, exploring, looking around town, that desire to move, to do something. She might have learned from the best on how to be lazy, but it isn't in her bones.

Probably a good thing, anyway.

She's taken to walking the shore, or at least as much as she can, looking for any answers that might be helpful, although ways across seem to be lacking. Times like this she misses having a ship of any sort, something that could just get her across the water. If she were desperate, she might try swimming, but even Carolina knows that's not a good idea. It's not like she chose to be here, but she doesn't need any more reasons for anyone to worry about her.

There is a soft snort at his words, catching them as she's passing by. While not exactly the most social of creatures, she's not a curmudgeon either.]

True, but a tropical island might have been nice.

[Unless there were dinosaurs...]

sorry for the wait on this! rl was a whole thing

[lifetothefullest]

The last time I was somewhere tropical it wasn't as fun as I was promised.

[He says it with some humor, clearly not that serious, although his trip to Florida really had sucked.]

Do you like the warmer climates better?

[Because tropics or desert, really the heat's the main issue for him.]

Shoreline!

[storyseeker]

[Elena was out and exploring as soon as she possibly could be. She stands close to the cliff's edge, panning with the video camera that arrived for her not long ago. If she looks like she's filming for some kind of nature documentary, well, it's probably because she used to do something a lot like that, and the urge to capture remarkable sights hasn't faded just because she switched to legitimate journalism. She looks back over her shoulder at him and grins.]

Right? Check out the view. Just watch your footing.

[She says, standing closer to the drop-off than a lot of people would be comfortable with.]

[lifetothefullest]

I should say the same to you.

[About watching her footing; she's much closer to the edge, after all. But the camcorder catching his attention more than that, considering he's pretty sure Elena knows what she's doing as far as keeping her balance.]

Where did you find the video camera?

The Park - 29th

[stealyoursoul]

[Leo had finally decided to leave the house after moping about and avoiding the ocean as much as possible. He hated the water with a passion. It was a thing that came from being a monster who was mostly made of fire. Of course, the day he decides to go out is when the rain comes in. He sighs. This is so typical. Unlike most people, Leo's temperature runs a lot higher than a normal human being's, so it isn't long before steam starts to come off him as the water hits his skin, the way it might come off hot rocks in a spa splashed with cold water. He definitely looks disheartened with this turn of events.]

I've been better.

[It's that talented musician from the network that Lance listened to a while back. He looks human enough in person, ridiculously handsome, as all Sunai are warranted to be, with only a small scar that runs through his left eyebrow to mar his appearance. There's a line of small black crosses that go up his left arm, encircling from wrist to just below his elbow. They look like tattoos.]

[lifetothefullest]

[Oh. Oh, it's this guy, and Lance is... A little nervous, honestly, upon realizing that. The steaming skin isn't helping that concern either, although Leo's somewhat sad expression helps counter that and Lance steps a little to the side to make room under the tree.]

It isn't exactly dry under here but it's better than nothing.