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hadriel_logs2016-06-10 10:00 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2016-06-10 10:00 am
Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- amos kamiya,
- bianca,
- dr. gottlieb,
- dr. newton geiszler,
- edi,
- elmer c. albatross,
- firo prochainezo,
- howard link,
- krieg,
- lavi,
- lilith,
- maketh tua,
- muscovy,
- nick valentine,
- noah czerny,
- rey,
- sans,
- sansa stark,
- sasha,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- sharon da silva,
- steve rogers,
- ushahin dreamspinner,
- victor talbot,
- wade wilson,
- wanda maximoff
Intro Log: Eight Legs No Heart
Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for June.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: June 10th-15th
Warnings: Spiders. Soooo many spiders. New people. Probably swearing.
What: The intro log for June.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: June 10th-15th
Warnings: Spiders. Soooo many spiders. New people. Probably swearing.
For once, the new arrivals to Hadriel will not be waking up on the cold hard ground of the colosseum. Oh, sure, you'll still awaken in the arena - but this time the Door has been kind enough to ensure that you wake up comfortably arranged in a very nice chair. Or maybe not so comfortably. Some of those look pretty awkward - hopefully you didn't wake up with a crick in your neck! And hey, feel free to try to drag some of these super cool chairs to your new homes. They're probably not cursed or anything.
As you make your way out of the arena, be careful getting to close to the walls - well, except that's the only way out, so good luck! Chilling up on there waiting to get the drop on you are Skulltulas. These funky-looking spiders have squishy underbellies, but their upper exoskeletons are hard and very difficult to break through. They really just want to nibble you a few times, and maybe suck out all of your blood. No big deal, right? Have fun!
Have you conquered your arachnophobia and managed to escape? Great! 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 June 10th-15th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
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I bet whatever version of Wall Street that's in your world had an actual fit.
[he doesn't glance back, however, at the expression of mild concern, just waving a hand] Anything I eat at this point, healthy or not, is going to come back up. I'm a biologist, okay? One of my doctorates is in bio-engineering. I know exactly what's going to happen if my body eats anything too quickly.
Doesn't mean that's gonna stop me. [yep gonna shove that kitkat in his mouth, and make another weird obscene sound like he just ate the best thing in the world]
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[And to the biology comments: Whatever, man. Your funeral. She's just gonna try one of her peach slices, and frankly her reaction is no less organic than Newt's have been.]
Ooooh, my god. This is so sweet! [And she just inhales two more.]
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[Newt can't help but laugh at Sasha's reaction to whatever fruit she's eating. It's not mean or mocking, though, just...happy? Like he's happy that she's so pleased about it because hey, he gets it, he's feeling that way about all this candy right now]
Yeah, dude, fruit usually is! [he grins, widely, pushing to his feet] Let's see if there's any more. [and he's slinging his back pack onto his shoulders, jogging over to the next aisle to duck down it, and stopping suddenly, when he finds himself in an entire row of canned vegetables.]
Woah.
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[Give her a moment.]
Dude, Pandora doesn't even have trees, I've only seen this much fruit before once!
[She's quick to follow after him, but vegetables aren't as exciting. They have those on Pandora, as well as cookies and infinite amounts of meat, but she's more interested in more fruit.]
Not bad. I'd rather find more of these... [A quick glance at her tin.] ...peaches. Huh.
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No trees, huh? [he glances back at Sasha] What's Pandora like, then?
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It's a desolate wasteland covered in bandits, Psychos and vaults where everything is trying to kill you, including these weird cactuses that blow up or shoot acid or electricity when you shoot them. And that's all before you bring Atlas and Hyperion into the mix.
[One moment as she drains the tin of its juices.]
Cos those guys are the ones dripping super soldiers and Vault hunters onto Pandora to mine it out and destroy bandit towns.
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That's why my sister and I were trying to get off it. All we had to do was make a few million and jump on the nearest ship leaving Pandora. [She gives him a smile, and it certainly seems real enough.] We'd have been set for life.
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You're definitely not talking about that like it's a thing that happened, though. [js]
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Nope. Two Hyperion jerks ruined it for us. It's a long story. Gotta say though, you look remarkably similar to one of them.
[She leans against the shelves to continue watching him.]
Vaughn's shorter, though. And looks even nerdier than you do.
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Yeah, well, I hope so, because I'm totally a rockstar. A science rockstar. [okay Newt, sure.]
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[She gives her bad arm a gentle shift to see how it's holding up, only grimacing a little bit.]
I think he's like a bandit leader now? Way cooler, anyway.
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That sounds like a massive career change, if you ask me. [idly, starting to zip up his backpack]
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[She's just having fun teasing Newt with out-of-context information.]
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But no. They just... wear faces that they've skinned off'f people. Like a second mask.
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....wow. And I thought I'd seen some fucked up shit.
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Really? I didn't realize this was a fucking contest to see whose life was shittier! [it's a snarl] But hey, great, when some psycho straps you down, hacks off your lower jaw with a surgical saw, then pushes his fingers into the gaping wound that is your face and draws patterns on the floor with your blood while you bleed out, and THEN brings you back to life and forces you to painfully grow your jaw back layer by layer over the course of a week, you can talk to me! [snapped, furious, before slinging his backpack onto his back and moving to storm out of the store]
Does Newt need a hug
Are you freaking kidding me?!
[She storms in front of him, relying on him being so angry that he won't notice her drawing her pistol behind her back and keeping it hidden there.]
Do you honestly think you're the only person in the universe who's been fucked up? Yeah, that sucks, and I'm sorry, but hey - at the end of the day, guess what? You're alive, and that's a hell of a lot more than most people can say. Do you know how many people I've seen get disemboweled by Psychos three feet in front of me? Or, or shot in the face by fricking bandit leaders? My friend had to rip his own eyes out of its socket! And I've been shot, stabbed right through the arm, and caught in a giant Vault monster explosion that broke like, EVERY bone in my body.
[She's been slowly stepping in to menace him as she's yelling at him, but at this point she realises, and takes a step back to turn away slightly, still glaring.]
But whatever, right? You win the fucking shittiest life contest. Good for you.
he's just got a couple Issues and is Bad with People
Yeah, well, you know what, maybe I didn't want to win! Maybe I didn't want it to be a contest at all! [he spreads his arms wide, then] Maybe I just wanted some commiseration! You know, where one person says hey, I've been through some shitty stuff, let me talk about it, and then the other person says, "yeah, man, that totally sucks, I've seen some shit also, let me talk about it" and you talk about shit and maybe drink some alcohol if you can find it!
I sure wasn't asking for--[and now he adopts a mimicking kinda voice because he is actually five years old]--"oh, you think your life is bad? Well let me diminish the shit you've dealt with by telling you that mine is much worse, like you should feel relieved for the crap you've been put through!"
Newt plz
What do you think I was trying to do before? You're the one who flew off the handle and went straight for the kill! If it's "commiseration" you're after, maybe don't look like you wanna give me a set of scars to match yours whenever someone mentions them! Newsflash, Poindexter, sometimes life is just. Shit. So either suck it up, take it like a Hunter and get the hell over your inflated little ego, or stay the hell away from me, you whiney little liability!
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At which point he's going to push himself up, wincing, into a sitting position.]
Seriously?! [squawked, and he's reaching out for the nearest can on the shelf next to him, which happens to beeeeee....tomato sauce. Which he chucks at her. With not much accuracy] Screw you!
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