Intro Log: Please Remove Metal From Luggage

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for August
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: August 10th-13th
Warnings: New folks, metal falling apart, fun stuff

As you wake up on the sand of the colosseum, gazing up at cloudy gray skies, you might wonder what you're doing here. Where are you? How did you get here? You'll figure it all out soon enough, so try to clamp down on that rising panic, or you just might end up in a dangerous situation.

Because, of course, you're not the only thing that arrived. The Door has also chosen to pull in some rust monsters. These monsters may look a bit like insects, but they're much larger, with a rather vicious bite. You can fight them, but be careful - anything metal that touches them instantly begins to corrode. Your sword, a bullet from your gun, even your robot friend. Might want to keep a little distance.

And that's not all. Scattered across the ground of the colosseum can be found a variety of unique and delightful musical instruments. If you're the musical sort, maybe you can figure out how to play one - or maybe you already know. Hopefully no rust monster has wandered too close to the one you want to try, or you might find that it's missing important metal bits.

Once you've found a way to express the song in your heart, feel free to leave whatever bit of safety you've found. 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 August 10th-13th.
► 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

[toiletseat_girl]

[please excuse her, her brain is about to BSOD.

give her a moment.

okay.

rebooting]

Well, uh. Thank you? [WHAT DO?] I'm George. Hi.

[deviledlegs]

Miss George! [He swoons, oblivious to her temporary shut down.] I've never heard that name for a girl, and yet it rolls off the tongue with unexpected poise! Truly, just hearing it gives me hope for our shining future!

[He bows to her then, because that will totally help her get back up on her shaky mental legs.]

I'm Sanji, first rate cook of the sea and knight in shining armor for all beautiful women! I would be honored to taste of your fruit.

[He... He means the actual fruit in her hands. But if taken up on the innuendo, he wouldn't turn that down either.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[no way can she handle two BSODs in one day, so she's just going to have to wing it] Wait. Our what?

[okay, stick with confusion, that will help. she's never been bowed to before]

It's. . . nice to meet you? But I'm not beautiful. [she says reflexively. she's had her appearance criticized by her mom enough to have it stick. and she takes the part about her fruit literally as she is the virginest virgin to ever virgin] Okay. I can get you some?

[she goes to a nearby tree to climb it]

[deviledlegs]

Whoever told you that was blind and a crude liar.

[Sanji immediately chides. The hearts have floated from his eyes, and though he's still smiling like an idiot, his tone of voice is quite firm. Speaking of... He waits patiently on the ground, using every ounce of his willpower not to reach up and support her rising rear end.]

I don't feel like listening to them.

[toiletseat_girl]

[a wry laugh] That whoever would be my mom.

[she wouldn't know how to react to him touching her rear end. probably fall out of the tree. fortunately for her, she can't be physically hurt. not for long]

I didn't like listening to her, either.

[deviledlegs]

[Hmmm. Jealousy is unbecoming of a station as sacred as motherhood. How ugly.]

So you're a little rebel then. [He chuckles at the thought. Sanji had never much liked listening to his father either.] I guess that makes me a big rebel.

[toiletseat_girl]

[Joy Lass had many failings as a mother, chief of which being overly critical]

I guess so? [she reaches the fruit, picks one, then starts on her way back down] Yeah? You didn't get along with your mom, either?

[deviledlegs]

[Sanji keeps his eye on her even though his hands are firmly buried in his pockets. If she does fall, he knows he can catch her in time.]

My mom was a loving angel. [His smile when he says so isn't exactly happy though.] The guy who married her lost his right to call himself my father a long time ago.

[toiletseat_girl]

[she makes it to the ground with no major incident, toting along a ripe hot pink fruit]

Oh. Sorry for, y'know, insulting her. [she both looks and feels awkward. peopleing is not her strong suit] That sounds. . . bad.

[deviledlegs]

Nonsense! You didn't insult her at all! You asked about her, which gives me a reason to brag. I'm grateful~

[He's practically humming by the end of his assurances.]

Bad doesn't have to breed bad though, right? [He raises a finger to her forehead, just short of actually poking her, and chuckles.] Just find someone more interesting to listen to.

[toiletseat_girl]

[...so she didn't completely screw up?] Oh. Okay. Then feel free to brag.

[okay. okay. all is well. cool]

Of course it doesn't. [she follows his finger with her eyes but doesn't otherwise react] Uh. Which one of us is supposed to be doing that?

[deviledlegs]

Whichever one of us wants to. I already did though.

[He twists his hand, and his intrusively pointing finger morphs into an open palm. He really does want to try that fruit.]

[toiletseat_girl]

Well there's. . . not exactly much to brag about when it comes to my parents.

[which is putting it mildly. Joy and Clancy Lass had tried, but George had never really responded the way they wanted her to. and when he extends his hand, she puts the fruit into it]

[deviledlegs]

Then brag about someone better! Like you! I just met you, and I already know you're a masterful picker of fruit. You're even kind enough to show off such a skill for a complete stranger!

[With a great big smile, he raises the fruit in a silent huzzah and then takes a bite.]

Thanks!

[toiletseat_girl]

[brag about herself? wut.

okay, well. here goes nothing?]

I, uh. Work at the Clinic and the Lab? So I guess that means I'm pretty smart.

And, it's no problem.

[deviledlegs]

Brains and beauty. I'm falling in love all over again!

[He wiggles giddily.]

So you make a habit of helping people out then?

[toiletseat_girl]

[and her brain threatens to short out again, but she pulls herself together] Oh. Well. Thank you?

[she watches curiously]

Yeah, I guess so? At least here.

[deviledlegs]

[Sanji hums in victory. She's not telling him to shut up; she's thanking him! Aaaah~]

Then you know a man named Law?

[toiletseat_girl]

[well, she doesn't really know how else to react? she's already tried denying that she's beautiful and that didn't work]

I've seen 'im around the Clinic, but we're not buds or anything. Why? You know him?

[deviledlegs]

Something like that. [Sanji chuckles like this is somehow an inside joke.] I was wondering if I need to thank you for helping him too.

[toiletseat_girl]

Oh. Well, if you mean helping as in I work at the Clinic, too, then yes. If you mean helping as in are we BFFs, then no.

[deviledlegs]

That's good enough for me! [He assures gleefully.] Gimme one hour! For you, I'll mix the pinkest molasses you've ever seen!

[toiletseat_girl]

Okay, I can do that. Thanks. So you're like a chef or something?

[deviledlegs]

The greatest.

[He grins with his usual humility. That is to say, with pompous pride and a cheesy grin.]

[toiletseat_girl]

[and George thinks. that's always a scary prospect]

So, say I was to ask you to prove that. How'd you do it?