INTRO LOG: FACE OFF

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Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for November. Don't get your face eaten!
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: November 10th-17th
Warnings: Monster-related violence, people lamps, general unpleasantness, mass confusion.

You wake up on the hard earth of the colosseum. By the state of things and the various aches and pains in your body, you've probably been passed out there for awhile. A few things should immediately become clear to you upon an initial assessment.

1. You're not alone
2. You're near other people who look to be in a similar state.
3. You're also near an assortment of human shaped lamps.
4. You're also near something that skitters off into the shadows of the colosseum.

Of all of these alarming things, the skittery object might be your largest concern. Be wary when turning corners or shutting out the lights: the Hunters work best when your vision is obscured, so their gelatinous form is even harder to spot. Their main goal will be to kill people of course, though they prefer to hide in corners and smaller rooms. Watch out when trying to work through the halls of the colosseum to find the outdoors- they're surprisingly quick, and they prefer to kill their prey by opening their face-flaps and wrapping their mouths around your head. Fun!

More information on Hunters can be found here!

Second largest concern? Maybe it's the people lamps. Maybe it's the actual people around you. Whatever it is, be sure to familiarize yourself with it quickly. The devil you know is better than the devil you don't, after all.

All done with the horrible monsters and awkward greetings? Try your hand at exploring the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies until your little heart is content. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers November 10th-17th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
► All characters now arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[divulsion]

[Wanda bristles slightly.] In many things, yes, but it all comes from the imagination in the end. One way or another.

[They come to an intersection in the hallways then, and Wanda pauses, looking in all directions. Eventually she points down the right side.] I came from this direction here.

[vdova]

[ Natasha lets it drop; she's made her point, if a bit harshly. When Wanda pauses, she does, too. ] What makes you so sure?

[divulsion]

[Wanda gestures with a lift of her chin.]

The lamps are memorable. I remember the one with the broken off foot in particular.

[Which leaves them two directions to go in.]

Down one way, and then the next if the first doesn't take us anywhere useful?

[vdova]

[ Natasha doesn't physically reveal her revulsion, but she feels it, gaze lingering a little too long at the lamps in particular Wanda's pointing out. She huffs a sigh out of her nose, and takes off her glove, wetting it in her mouth and then holding it up.

And she waits.

Natasha points to the tunnel careening off to their left, and puts her glove back on. ] That way is the exit. It's where the air is coming from.

[divulsion]

[Wanda waits patiently, watching Natasha a moment before her attention goes back to the hallways. Someone needs to be watching around them as Natasha makes her decision, someone needs to be keeping an eye out for--

--movement.

Wanda tenses, ears straining for sounds. She holds up her own hand to get Natasha's attention, points down the hallway that they had come from.]

Light? [As in, should she light up the hallway with her power, see if something is down there?]

[vdova]

[ Natasha looks over her shoulder, and freezes. She hears it, too, and shakes her head. ] No. Run.

[ And she grabs Wanda by the wrist and bolts down one of the corridors. Neither of them are in any shape to be fighting another of those creatures, it'd be suicide to do anything to gain their attention right now. ]

[divulsion]

[Run? Wanda stares after Natasha incredulously. She tore the first one apart! She bounced the other up and down the hallway like a tennis ball. Shouldn't they stay and fight?

But Natasha's grabbed her and so when she bolts, Wanda has no choice but to run with her. Perhaps it's the smartest choice. They don't know how many are down there, to get trapped now and so soon, to get caught up in fighting and not investigating wouldn't be wise.]

What's the plan then? [She asks through panted breath, running behind her, looking over her own shoulder to make sure they're not being followed.]

[vdova]

[ Wanda's also got a wound that's going to require stitches and Natasha knows neither of them will survive a fight against more than one of those things. She's not sure how many were down the tunnel, but it's always best to plan for more than one of anything. ]

Don't know yet. [ Natasha calls over her shoulder, looking back ahead of them just in time to skid to a halt when one of them pops out in front of them both, all hissing mandibles and barely visible. ] —На кой хер!?

[ The curse lets loose, Natasha lashing out with one leg to kick the thing in the middle. It has the decency to stumble back a few feet, but it isn't down for long, and they don't have time for this. Natasha unholsters her batons, each stick crackling with electricity, and looks over her shoulder at Wanda. ] Behind us?!

[divulsion]

[Wanda feels that spike of adrenaline as a Hunter pops up in front of them. Natasha kicks it, keeps it back with her batons, and Wanda lets her do her thing, not interfering on the off chance that she screws things up, throws them off.

Her attention shifts back to the way they came, and when she sees another Hunter there, Wanda doesn't bother to let it get close. She shoots a bolt of energy toward it to keep it back, and then uses her powers to throw one of those awful, creepy lamps at it. She clocks it in the head and then glances back to Natasha. A second one pops up next to Natasha's first, and Wanda turns back to her own, uses her powers to pull this one into two pieces, twenty feet away.]

I've got it--we can't stay here!

[vdova]

No, we can't. [ Natasha looks grim, stanced with her batons. She looks around for a brief moment when she can, the hunter in front of her stunned, but not for long. They have seconds to decide what to do -- and then Natasha spots it. There's a smaller tunnel off to the side, room enough for one person, and one person only.

She whips around, grabs Wanda by the back of her jacket. ] Sorry about this. I'll meet up with you later, find shelter, find help. Go.

[ And she shoves Wanda into the tunnel, turning on her heel and booking it back the way they came. The plan works, and the hunters all charge after Natasha. She doesn't look back. ]

[divulsion]

[Wanda doesn't want to leave. Are Natasha's batons better than Wanda's powers? Does her injury really make the difference? But Natasha knows what she's doing and this doesn't have the feel of some noble self-sacrifice, so she goes as ordered.

She'll find the exit and she'll find help and she'll send them back to Natasha if she can't get back herself.]