Intro Log: Eight Legs No Heart

[hadrielmods]

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.

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!

Comments

[ushahin]

[Ushahin raises one of his eyebrows, looking Ronan over with scorn in his eyes. He catches the barest glimpse coming from inside the boy's mind and it's like-- well, razor blade is the closest approximation he can think of. If he knew what barbed wire was, that would be closer. It's all sharp, hard edges.]

If I do, I doubt there is much that you could do about it. You look more dead than alive.

[The raven squawks and flaps his wings once as if laughing in agreement.]

[greywaren]

[Something in Ronan's gaze tightens at that, and he visibly tries to wrest himself more together, in more precise control, but he doesn't quite manage to pull it off. Nevertheless, his glare is still ever-present, matching his usual intensity, even if the sharpness is a little dulled.]

Coming back to this shitshow will do that to you.

[There's a pause, and Ronan's eyes flick downward to Ushahin's feet, before lifting up toward the bird, pointedly sizing him up. God, he misses Chainsaw already.]

You didn't answer my question.

[ushahin]

[Such anger for one so young. It reminds Ushahin with a sad pang of Tanaros. His cousin had rage that had lasted for a thousand years. Even it wasn't enough to save him in the end. His eyes move and meet Ronan's gaze with one of his own. His eyes are far older than his body seems to suggest. He is old, he is wearied from battle, and he is grows tired of this young upstart. Just a moment, there's a quick, darting bit of pain he sends towards the youth's mind. It's like the prick of a needle, a sharp, stabbing pain there for just a moment before it is gone again.]

In the current scheme of things, you mean about as much as a grasshopper does to a boot.

[In other words, back off, or he'll crush Ronan like the little insect that he is.]

[greywaren]

[Ronan closes his eyes for a moment at the sharp pinprick of pain, his fingers tightening into fists. He gets it, really- Ronan has picked too many fights with monsters or crazies or people with freakish powers to want to risk this, especially in the state he's in, but he's not the kind to back down, either.]

Then leave me the fuck alone, dipshit.

[That doesn't mean that he's going to be smart about it.]

[ushahin]

[Such rudeness from the little insect! Ushahin figures he must be very brave or just incredibly stupid. Scratch that, he's just going with incredibly stupid. Considering how he had looked only a few minutes ago, it would be so easy to find a crack in Ronan's mind. Then all that would be required to do is press down upon it, creating fractures until the whole things simply shattered into a million pieces.]

Do really have such a wish to make an end of yourself? I am happy to oblige you if you do.

[greywaren]

[Ronan glowers for a moment more, but he's upright now and he doesn't have to entertain this- and so he scoffs and takes a step back, prepared to leave.]

I'd rather you obliged me by fucking off.

[And he gives him an opportunity, putting enough space between them so it would be easy to leave without seeming like either party is necessarily backing down.]

[ushahin]

[There's a long moment where Ushahin thinks of ripping into the boy's mind anyway, tearing at him and leaving him for the spiders to deal with. But no. When two wolves of equal strength back off in the wild, they don't immediately wait for another opportunity to attack each other. Neither does the half-man. He backs away from Ronan, letting the insolent little whelp take off. Their paths will cross eventually. Of this, he has no doubt.]