Intro Log: Ugh, Talk to the Hand

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for February
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: February 10th-14th
Warnings: None

Welcome to Hadriel. Your first glimpse of your new home is maybe not the most welcome - you awaken on the floor of the colosseum, surrounded by sand and walls and... trees? Yes, trees. Along with you and the other newcomers, a number of Territorial Oaks have arrived in Hadriel. They look just like normal trees, except for those welcoming smiles - oh, and they don't like you at all. They move fast, hit hard, and if you manage to bring one down it'll go out in a large, dangerous explosion. This may have you rethinking your stance on clear-cutting.

While you're trying to avoid the trees, you might come across a few of the other things the Door has deposited in the colosseum for your (its?) entertainment. Namely, a bunch of toys that no one has played with in years. But maybe one of them will tickle your fancy?

Once you've finished indulging your 90's nostalgia, feel free to look around. 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 February 10th-14th.
► 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

[childofaxios]

It's nothing like any gun I've ever used before. It's... [ It's hard to say the word, even just as a descriptor. ] Alien.

[ She puts her hands on her hips, scowling at her surroundings. ]

One of the tunnels. This one, I thought.

[writtendestiny]

Alien. [Poison echoes. So, probably nothing like anything she's ever seen, if the odd description wasn't enough to go by to begin with. She glances around their feet, then picks up a fist-sized rock and moves to the nearest wall. On it, she scrapes an off-white 'X' with the rock.]

Not this one, but now we know we've been here. Let's look in another.

[childofaxios]

[ It's a simple thing, but it seems so incredibly obvious after Chyler sees Poison do it. ]

That's a good idea.

[ She should have thought of it herself, but she'll keep that scolding private. ]

I'm Chyler.

[writtendestiny]

I'm Poison.

[She pockets the rock, and shoots a faint smile at the other girl.]

Let's check the next tunnel. Are you warm enough?

[childofaxios]

Your name is Poison?

[ She's not sure why that stands out as strange. Of all the things she's seen and heard here, a girl named Poison doesn't even rank.

Chyler plucks at the sleeve of her sweatshirt where it sticks out between two arm guards. She's not about to complain about being cold when she's wearing gifted clothes. ]

I'm all right. I've dealt with worse.

[writtendestiny]

... Yes. It is.

[It's actually the first time anyone here has shown visible surprise at her name, and it's funny how odd it feels to her. She arranges her hat and scarf to better see what they're doing, and tips her head to gesture for the other girl to follow her.]

Is this the first place you looked?

[childofaxios]

Second.

[ She hasn't been at this for too long. She shakes her head and follows Poison out of this tunnel and into the next. ]

Where are you from?

[ There has to be some kind of story behind that name. ]