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

[deviledlegs]

[Sanji doesn't have time to parse the guy's first statement (this world? the last one?) before he pushes into his would-be interrogation. It's one of the weaker interrogations Sanji's had to put up with though, and he isn't bothered that his motives are being questioned so much as bemused.]

Suspicious, are we? But not suspicious enough to turn down free food. [He snorts in almost-but-not-quite amusement as he opens something that may or may not be a coffee maker and sniffs at it.] I'm not interested in anything like that, though I'll gladly accept praise from any of the lovely ladies here.

[pocketspa]

[It's better it's simple. He's not here to cause pain or even to really tease. But it doesn't make a lot of sense to him that someone would just be this selfless for a whole bunch of strangers. Sure, he's met people like that- some of his friends do this all the time- but there's a difference between trusting what your friends are doing and what some rando might be planning.]

You did just kinda show up here outta nowhere offering something pre-tty vital. Not everybody here's the nicest folk. Besides, I'm totally willing to point out to you what all of these, uh-- appliances is a bad word because half of these don't work properly, but you get the idea.

[deviledlegs]

[Sanji is entirely too ready to accept the guy's offer. Without further ado, he shoves the would-be coffee maker into Taako's face.]

I smell coffee. What does this ugly shit have to do with coffee?

[pocketspa]

[Alright, shit, there he go. Taako blinks a minute, but decides he does want to brag here, so he'll talk.]

So the first rule of this place is that stuff tastes like normal stuff, but looks totally fucking different. So yeah, smells like coffee, right? Except coffee to these people is like, walnut sized and purple. This is a grinder.

[He pushes it down with a finger from his face so he can point out the blades on the inside. It honestly looks more like a food processor, which is likely why it makes negative three sense.]

Literally everything is like this. It's horrible. Took two weeks to put together a proper spice cabinet.

[deviledlegs]

[The agitated sound that leaves Sanji's lips is a weary hybrid of sigh and growl.]

I don't have two weeks.

[pocketspa]

[He tries to supress the little laugh from that sound.]

Well then bubbleh, you better start making some friends. Or impress me.

[He winks. God, he's the worst.]

Y'could also cheat and ask the liches up top to just give it to you, but then you gotta be their lapdog.

[deviledlegs]

Hah, too bad. [Sanji sighs. He almost manages to sound genuine. Except he doesn’t, not at all.] I’m already attached. My captain’s made it clear he isn’t ready to share his cook.

Guess I’m stuck charming the pants off you shitheads then.

[Hello, The Worst. Meet Fucking Classy.]

[pocketspa]

[Oh, this is his kind of man. His grin goes wide as he slides closer to Sanji, putting up his hands to tug a bit at his coat.]

You wanna get into my pants, that's gonna require more than a tasty bite, my dude.

[Oh No, They're Both Terrible.]

But I'll see what you've got. N' maybe I can put somethin' down too. Once you know your way around the kitchens here.

[deviledlegs]

[Sanji roars right next to the poor guy's exceptional ears.]

IT'S A FUCKING FIGURE OF SPEECH!

[They're going to be the best of friends. I can tell.]

[pocketspa]

[He just tilts his head back and laughs just as loud.]

Oh, you've got a figure and I'm speakin' alright.

[He'll just give him a little pat on the head.]

Good luck, buddy boy. Try not to stick your hand in anything full of blades.

[deviledlegs]

[LKJALSKDFJASDFWHATNO.

He pulls back, expression scrunched in an indignant tizzy.]

I'll be sure to shove my face in first!

[pocketspa]

[Taako snickers a little more, winking his way as he turns to leave.]

Well good luck sellin' that meal, sweet cheeks. Maybe we can collab sometime. But uh, Taako don't sous, so we'll work something out.

[He'll just cock his hip a little and start sauntering away, like a disaster.]