hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Ten Thousand Lightning Bugs

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for May.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: May 10th-16th
Warnings: Confused newbies, pretty fireflies, stuff getting lit on fire

Awakening in Hadriel is perhaps not the most wonderful thing, but as you pry yourself off the hard ground of the colosseum, you may notice that the Door (or possibly one of the gods?) has seen fit to provide you with a little entertainment. Scattered across the ground are a number of handheld video games. These ~~cheap pieces of shit~~ lovingly crafted products can each provide you with whole minutes of entertainment, at least until you get frustrated and smash them to pieces. Have fun!

But not too much fun. If you get too involved in that game, you might miss the approach of some glowing little creatures - guardian fireflies, from the movie Atlantis. Should they land on anything flammable - and yes, that includes you and your hair - it'll burst into flames. Smash them, and they'll explode in a tiny ball of flame, too. There'll be a couple hundred of these things flying around Hadriel, so let's hope you left your stash of gunpowder at home. With the window closed.

Once you've stopped dropped and rolled, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers May 10th-16th.
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[Okay, is this guy fucking with him? Firo narrows his eyes, confused, and then makes a big show of looking all around him.]

Wow, are we? I never noticed. Thanks a lot, Sherlock—what mystery are you gonna solve next?

[It’s a wonder Firo has any friends, when this is how he talks to people.]

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[That really didn’t go where he thought it would.]

That’s what you think of?

[It just seems so off-the-wall and orchestrated. …Which may very well be how these “gods” operate behind the scenes.]

It sounds like something out of a movie.

[Firo, reluctant to admit how freaking cool movies are in the face of such aloofness, simply shrugs.]

I just mean that it sounds ridiculous.

I thought maybe they just had tons of guys workin' for 'em that they hid in the caves. Like rumrunners on the coast. But I haven't seen anybody in there.

[That explanation is clearly much more plausible, never mind that all the people needed to make this work would be kind of noticeable.]

Supposed to? They say you're supposed to feel a lotta things to give the gods energy or whatever.

[He rolls his eyes.]

I don't think I knows anybody who actually tries to do that. But stayin' alive is a good start--that and tryin' not to go crazy.

Uh, do you think I’m not?

[Weirdo. Firo shakes his head.]

Pretty sure. I’m pretty hard to kill, and nothin’ I remember says I woulda’ bit it anyway.

They can always get more. It’s like back home—even if you need somebody to gamble their money at your place, there’s always another sucker after the first one bleeds himself dry.

[It was a way of thinking that Firo was pretty familiar with, being in the mob. And he was of the mind that everything that went on in the casino was just a smaller version of the larger truth of life.

An interesting little tangent like the one Shadow just came off of—Firo’s not letting that slip away so easily. He tilts his head after that last comment.]

Then why’re you worried about who’s dead or not?

[Yikes. Firo stares right back, surprised.]

Seriously? What happened to you?

[Firo can only assume that he must've been in the middle of a fight or something similar when he was dragged here. Tough luck.]

[Firo jerks upright from where he's leaning. What the hell?]

You what? How's something like that even happen?

It shouldn't be possible. Unless you fell out of a plane or something.

[Firo doesn't really have a solid idea of what the atmosphere is. Or the capabilities of planes.]

Guess you got wrapped up in some crazy stuff, huh?

[But planes go so high.]

A space colony?!

[Damn. Firo wonders if he comes from the same place Miriam does, with all her funky space stuff.

He shakes his head.]

...Yeah, I guess that's the case. No point in worryin' about stuff you can't do anything about.

At least you've got a second chance to do stuff here.

Take advantage of it. If there's anything you really wanna try or get done... Sounds like now might be the only time.

[He thinks on it, smiling ruefully. Of course, the really important things are probably back wherever this guy's home is.]

...I guess that doesn't help much if none of your friends are here. Pretty sick coincidence, huh?

[To get a second chance in a place where it might not even matter.]

But, anyway--so what're you gonna do?

[Firo supposes that's all anyone can do. He nods.]

Me? Oh, this and that.

[Stock gangster answer, considering what he's doing is usually illegal; the habit is hard to break even here. He waves his hand.]

Whenever stuff goes to hell, there's not much to do besides lookin' over your shoulder and tryin' to figure out what's goin' on. But when there's nothin' else... Well, so far I've just been tryin' to see what this place is like. Meetin' people. Stuff like that.

[Cue frowning.]

Hey, come on. I’ve been stuck doin’ nothin’ before, and this isn’t as bad. You're not gonna be able to find much else.

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