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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taako | ota

[pocketspa]

i. [west island, imported houses, 27th]

[He almost doesn't notice when the city moves.

It's not the disorientation that gets him; in fact, it's the sound. He hasn't heard rain in months, and the sound of it pattering against the window immediately perks up a long ear as he tosses himself out of where he's lazing in bed and sticks his head outside.

Oh, shit. They've moved. He laughs, skittering down the stairs and outside to the sound of churning water and the grey skyline. Taako's grin only grows wider, as he cups his hands and yells to anyone in the vicinity:]

Hey! Come check this shit out! We're on island time now!

ii. [north island, park, 28th]

[Other people may be worried about being stuck on one island or another, but that's not what Taako's thinking about at all. This is the first time he's been somewhere with water after getting his memories back, and he intends to use that. Getting to the other islands are easy enough for a man who can become a bird, so the residents of the north island can be treated to a loud crash in the park at midday. If you come to investigate, you'll find Taako, standing over a tree trunk and orchestrating his hands like a conductor as a group of knives seem to be carving something out of the wood. He's muttering to himself, seemingly concentrating and lost in his own thoughts.]

Ugh, fuck, it's been years since I did this shit, how did I decide was the best way to do this again? Don't even have any oil, damn...

[For those who may have seen one before- it looks almost like he's making a surfboard.]

iii. [any island, on the shoreline, anytime]

[He's realizing, as the days pass, that getting around is becoming an issue for people. And when there's a need, the free market follows. And by 'free market', Taako means desperate people owing him for simple magical favors. So he patrols the shoreline, looking for people wistfully looking out to other islands, or otherwise those who may look hopeless before he slides up.]

Heyyy, you stuck here? I can get you anywhere you gotta go, y'know. No prob.

[Do you trust that smile? You probably shouldn't.]

iv. [wildcard!]

[Want another prompt? Find him somewhere in particular? Hit me up through PM or at cancerously and we can hash something out!]

1

[murderpotato]

[The one favor that Gren got from Lup mashing his dumb potato ass is that when he woke up again, his hearing was back. The downside-- his hearing is back, and that means that he can hear Taako. Just, like, in general, he can hear Taako, and that guy's voice is like 100cc's of knitting needle straight to his eardrum.]

[That is why today, on this morning, he is pissed as fuck to hear those not-so-dulcet tones yelling from probably like a block or two away.]

[Gren opens his door, steps out onto his front porch, and yells back,]

SHUT THE FUCK UP, ASSHOLE.

[pocketspa]

[He erupts into laughter as soon as he hears Gren's scratchy voice hollering back, the noise no less sharp and certainly not less irritating than his regular talk.]

Oh shit, this the siren call around this place? No lovely songs, just Mr. Potato Head over there screaming at the top of his lungs? Boooo, I demand a do over.

[murderpotato]

EAT MY ENTIRE FUCKIN' ASS.

[He can still hear you, Taako. He can still hear you and he doesn't like it.]

[pocketspa]

[He's still grinning as he starts following Gren's voice towards his apartment. The buildings seem to be a little fucked up around here now, so it's kind of hard to say exactly where he is, but he'll figure it out.]

Alright, so it's fantasy marco polo with curse words, great. What, you just gonna spend all your time indoors 'till we move again? Gonna be like six months, my dude.

ii.

[inthewar]

[ It's a loud enough bang to absolutely draw his attention, and he's too damn curious for his own good. Can't just walk on by. Following the source of the sound leads him close to the park, and...one hell of a sight. ]

...The fuck? Buddy, are you seriously...making a surfboard with a bunch of fucking magic knives?

And if you are - you take commissions?

[ Seriously, what's with the knives, though? ]

[pocketspa]

[He quirks an ear towards the speech, tilting his head just a little while keeping an eye on the work in front of him.]

Uh, the knives aren't magic, what they're doing is magic, duh.

[As if that's the most obvious thing in the world. He's workin' on a spell here!]

And uhhh, if it works and you've got the right biz to give me.

[inthewar]

Semantics. Whatever the fuck.

[ It's pretty fucking cool, regardless. ]

I can come through on a lot, depends on what you need. You tell me, buddy.

[pocketspa]

[It sure is. Taako takes a moment to make a too obvious up and down look at him to size him up before speaking again.]

Well, what're you good at? We talkin' items, favors, services?

[He purrs out that last word, holding the s on his tongue with a grin.]

iii

[disequilibrium]

[ Hopeless? Not quite. It’s restlessness which dogs at Kylo’s heels, bringing him to the shore of the North Island and into the path of a stranger's sales technique. At the other man's approach, he slants a suspicious look in his direction. ]

For what cost?

[pocketspa]

[Just because this guy's apprehensive and quick doesn't mean Taako's going to stop. His grin grows wider, a snicker with a shake to his shoulders.]

Eeh, we don't have to work it out now. You can just owe me a favor later. 'Ss cool. Really, great deal for some magical expertise.

28th

[uptightness]

[It is the noise that catches her attention, a frown forming on her lips. She's not stranger to roughing it, and it's not like it was completely horrible spending the first night here. She's gone without a bed before, or a roof over her head, and by the looks of it, she may or may not be stuck on the north island for a bit. Although she would prefer not to be, truth be told.

What Carolina expects to find and what she does find don't quite match up, which isn't out of the ordinary here. Still, it draws her up as she approaches with caution. She's gotten more used to not wearing her armour, but it doesn't mean that she likes it, and times like these she misses that familiar weight.]

... and what are you doing?

[If he's attempting to make a boat, it doesn't quite look right.]

[pocketspa]

[Taako's pretty engrossed in his work, so he doesn't acknowledge her until she speaks, a long ear perking up at the noise and turning his head. The knives keep moving even as he doesn't look at them, scraping off pieces and whittling it down to something much more flat looking, with a subtle curve.

Still, he grins when she asks, like he was just waiting for someone to do exactly that.]

Uh, turning these dumb islands into fun. If I'm gonna be stuck on a beach for the forseeable whatever, I'm not doin' it without one of these.

[Which doesn't tell like, anything about what he's doing. But he continues a bit more.]

You ever gone surfing?

[uptightness]

[She is mindful of the blades, knowing that when someone is surprised, especially a person that she doesn't know, that they can react in various ways. Thankfully he doesn't aim one at her head, or anywhere else.

Her own purpose is to try to get back to the island where the rest of the Blues are, and fun isn't something that she's exactly looking for at the moment.]

Not on purpose.

[A few times by accident, sure, and more likely down a snow bank.]

You think the waters are good for surfing here?

[pocketspa]

[No worries, these knives are for carving, not throwing. They're also thankfully engrossed in a spell he's keeping concentration on, so moving to toss one would just be very complicated.]

I mean, I invented it, so I thiiiink I know what looks slammin' for some shreddin'.

[Does that make any sense out of context? Maybe not.]

I'm basically the best. Been without some water for a while but it's like riding a fantasy bike.

north island

[storyseeker]

[Elena's not so far away when she hears the cacophony, and isn't remotely surprised when she sees the elf responsible. Judging by the sound of destruction, it was one in three odds whether it was caused by Taako, his sister or her husband.

It's a decent carving. Elena used to live on the coast. She grins.]

Don't tell me you're making what I think you're making.

[pocketspa]

[Being able to recognize the sound of a Taaco Twin Hellscape is always a good skill, because who knows what the hell they're getting up to this time. But when her voice rings out, he cocks his hip, ear perking as his head turns to grin at her.]

Depends. What're you hopin' for?

[He actually has no idea how many other people might know about surfing, seeing as he literally invented it that one time. But that was one world of now 101, so maybe somebody's infringing on his copyright.]

[storyseeker]

I'm not sure 'hoping' is the right word.

[Although maybe it is, now that she thinks of it. Because a magic elf going surfing on a homemade board is suddenly the best thing she can imagine.]

Let's take a look...long, flat wooden board, looks like it can probably float, we're on islands...Taako, are you making your own surfboard?

[pocketspa]

[Well, good news Elena, you get your best wish. Taako's grin goes wide, sticking his tongue out a bit.]

You got me. Wouldn't even be the first-- I made my own board last time I got stuck in a beach zone, though that one was much less cold and rocky. Still, I can work with this. Wood's not the best but fuck asking the liches up top for anything.

ii

[stealyoursoul]

[Leo had been stewing over the fact he, a monster made of fire, was surrounded on all sides by water. If he fell in or someone shoved him, he'd sink straight to the bottom. Wouldn't that be a horrible way to die again? Then he hears a Crash! that makes him look up. He goes to see what made the sound. When he gets there, he sees a sight which might have seemed strange a few months ago, but now just gets more a reaction of curiosity out of him.]

What is that?

[Leo had lived his entire life in what used to be the American Midwest without ever going anywhere else, so he's honestly never seen a surfboard in his life.]

[pocketspa]

[As soon as he hears someone approach, one long ear flicks his direction, tilting his head up only as the question gets posed. He greets it with a smile, slick with a gleam in his eye.]

Uh, best thing in the world when you're stuck with a buncha waves and nothing to do. You rock 'em. I made my first board, and it's been like a hundred years but whatever, amirite?

[That was No description at all. Remarkable. Regardless, he chuckles, the knives continuing their work whether he seems to pay attention to them or not.]

If you're in the market I mmmmight be open for trades.

[stealyoursoul]

[Leo watches the pointy-eared...well, is it a man, or is there a different term for what he is? Plenty of people look human without actually being so, Leo included, and is that quip about a hundred years literal? He'll have to find a way to ask without it devolving into what usually ends up coming out as insults.]

A board. For the water. [He says this very flatly. Sounds fake but okay.] To each their own, I guess.

[Some people actually like the water for reasons that Leo will never be able to fathom.]

Pass. I have no intention of going anywhere near the water for as long as I can.

i.

[nodogsonthemoon]

[It's not the sound of rain that wakes him up, but the sound of Taako screaming. Which, honestly, is not the first time nor will it probably be the last time.]

[It takes him a moment to process what the elf was saying, but the moment it does he leaps out of bed and bounds downstairs after Taako.]

[And if Taako hadn't heard Magnus barrelling down the stairs, the sound of fabric ripping and Magnus' shirt being thrown at his face should be an indication of the human's arrival.]

Island time means no shirt time! Fuck yeah!

[pocketspa]

[Honestly, this probably should have been expected. One minute he's having a personal party, the next Magnus is out there and his shirt is just fucking gone. It hits him point blank and Taako lets out a comical shriek, peeling it off him before rolling the pieces into a ball and spiking it on the ground like a football.]

Beach touchdown, fuckers! We rule this joint! We've got beach shit down in spades.

[A pause.]

Shit, do you think Merle is gonna make us horrible gifts again?

[nodogsonthemoon]

[That's the only use for a shirt during island time. Anything else is should be illegal.]

I have to get back into beach Magnus mode. Gotta go around and keep everyone on their toes.

[Because sneaking up to people and screaming "MAGNUS" is "keeping everyone on their toes.]

Maybe. If he does we'll just have to find new and exciting ways to get rid of them.