Intro Log: Puddle Jumpers

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for September
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: September 10th-13th
Warnings: Fresh meat, lots of rain and angry ogres

If the rain on your face isn't enough to wake you up in the colosseum, maybe the thundering footsteps and- well, thunder- is. The first thing that you may notice is that it's incredibly wet around here, with winds that could knock you over if you aren't careful and thunder that brings with it a torrent of constant rainfall.

That's all fine though, because the gods saw fit to help you out on your way in and now everyone will be waking up wearing a rain coat! These coats are a little odd, and some of them are downright silly, but we trust that you'll make do. Of course, a few of the raincoats have additional sleeves, neck holes, and entirely too many buttons as well- but hey, it's the best we could do.

Wait, what was that about thundering footsteps? Oh right, as you're navigating your new fashion choices, there are some monsters afoot who will want nothing more than to grind you into a pulp and eat you- well, if you're organic, that is. If you're not organic, then they still want to grind you to a pulp, but maybe not so much the eating part.

Ogres are from many fantasy stories, but these in particular are from the Dragon Age series. With incredible strength and stamina and massive horns, fangs, and a bloodlust for violence, these monsters won't stop until everyone around them is a blood smear on the ground. They're also not too happy about this rainfall either, so be careful not to slip in the puddles as you run away from them!

Once you've splashed around a bit, feel free to run off into the stormy abyss of our islands. 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 September 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

[unphase]

[he's not dead. and Tinya may look like an angel in her costume, but she's alive as they come. at least she thinks she is.

what she also is is completely dry, even during this downpour. she's phased to keep herself dry, but he has no way of knowing that. she extends a hand toward him.

Tinya cocks her head slightly to one side as she watches his reaction to her and as she takes in his appearance. he's filthy, even in the rain, his injuries make him look like he really needs some time in the Clinic to recover and are those--ears around his neck? why for grife's sake would someone have ears around his neck? is he a cannibal? best to remain phased until he settles on a reaction.

she shakes her head no] Unfortunately, this is all very real. Me, you, the monsters, the Colosseum, all of it. Entirely real. [she tries to look and sound as soothing as she can, despite delivering the bad news. he seems so stressed and tense to her, like the slightest wrong thing will send his sanity skittering off into the distance]

[dadyl]

[ She looks like a cartoon, like a hallucination, too perfect in all this rain (even though Daryl can't quite put his frazzled finger on exactly why she looks os wrong), too bright and confident to belong in the world Daryl knows. He's starting to feel a bit detached, starting to accept it like he did his hallucinations of Merle only several hours ago. Or was it a day ago now? It is impossible for him to tell. ]

I know I'm real. [ At least he knows that. ...Maybe. ] What... What's your name, girl? [ If he's going to buy into his death-throes hallucination, he might as well buy in all the way. Weird how his entire body still hurts so much, though. Also weird that he's hallucinating a girl he's never once seen before. And a young one, at that. Merle would have had something derisive to say, Daryl is sure, and for a second he looks around for his brother, expecting to see him, too. But it's just her with him. ]

So where d'we go? [ Daryl just wants away from that thing, and other than that, he doesn't have much of a plan yet. 'Get away from that monster and find somewhere secluded to get your head back on straight, you pussy.' ]

[unphase]

[she's always been considered a classic Bgztlian beauty with her black hair and blue eyes, but she's no hallucination. she remains phased, except for her right hand which has been offered to him. if he pays attention, he'll notice that the hand is wet while the rest of her is dry]

Yes, you are. My name is Tinya Wazzo. What's yours? [she remains calm and her voice stays friendly. she's been in weirder situations to let this throw her and she's been around more dangerous people. and he doesn't seem dangerous, exactly, just badly shaken up by the situation he's now found himself in. not that she blames him]

We could go to the Clinic for your wounds to be treated? Or if you don't think they're life-threatening, we could find an apartment or house for you to stay in. [she can get him away from the ogres if he trusts her enough to go with her]

[dadyl]

[ Although it would freak him out of he noticed it, perceptive as he is, Daryl is a bit too tumbled and depleted to notice her strangeness yet. Instead of taking her hand, he struggles to his feet with a great deal of difficulty. ]

Daryl. [ He sounds baffled, like her asking his name and him answering her is the weirdest thing that could be happening right now. Including the damn monster. ]

Clinic? [ Again, he sounds disbelieving, like it's too good to be true. He hasn't seen a clinic since the hospitals shut down. ] I just need... I need to bind these up. S'all. [ Because for now, all Daryl is concerned about is getting back to where he came from as fast as he can. He can't waste time getting better. ]

[unphase]

[as he does't seem to be a danger, she unphases, solidifying completely. she hates watching him struggle so, all of her instincts are telling her to help, but she's smart enough to realize that would be a bad idea]

It's nice to meet you, Daryl. [she tries to sound as soothing as she can. he's sounding as though everything is too strange so she wants to try and set his mind at ease]

Yes. It's not far from here. [but he doesn't sound as though he wants to go] We could go to the shops. They usually have things like sheets you could use as bandages. [Tinya would be able to understand. when she left home, the Legion was in the middle of the worst battle they'd ever been in, with the fate of the Earth hanging in the balance]

[dadyl]

Can't exactly say likewise. [ But he gestures with one arm to the arena around them, then to himself, covered in blood. She's actually been the nicest part of it so far, as weird as meeting her has been. ] What kinda name is Tinya, anyway?

[ He notices for the first time that the rain is only just starting to hit her, and a frown starts to creep onto his face before...

Sure, shops. Sounds good enough to him, since stores are usually the best places to start raiding when you need to. Most of the ones around Atlanta had already been looted, but as this clearly isn't Atlanta... maybe there's a chance to find what he needs. ] Which way?

[unphase]

[she nods] I understand. Coming here--well, it's a shock. [it certainly was for her. going from a 30th century technological wonderland to this hardscrabble community using some seriously ancient tech] It was the name of my several times over great-grandmother, the last queen of Bgztl.

[the rain is decidedly unpleasant. part of her wishes she'd remained phased to avoid it, but it's probably more "normal" to get wet.

she smiles at him] They're this way. Follow me, please?