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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2016-06-10 10:00 am

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.


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!
fortunefavored: ((09))

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-06-26 06:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Definitely an extreme control measure. Though I gotta say, all their control measures are extreme.

[He pauses at that, though, glancing at her] Does that mean you can actually, like...write stuff down here?
mismanagement: (004)

[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-26 06:33 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maketh nods uneasily.] We can. I've had all the Guardsmen writing reports - as detailed as we can manage.
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[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-06-26 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Seriously?! [oh. My god. Newt looks like this is the best news he's heard all day] oh my god, I have to tell--[Hermann. Newt jerks up short, and all of the sudden, he's fumbling for his phone] Wait, hold on, I need to call--[and he's flicking through the phone, looking for someone because that has suddenly become top priority]
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-26 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maketh blinks.] I can show you, if you like. I'm afraid we haven't had much in the way of scientific input, but...
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[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-06-26 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh man, you're about to get some--[HE'S SO HYPE except]--I'm looking for someone, though--[scrolling through...scrolling through...buffering...]
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-26 07:08 pm (UTC)(link)
[Maketh rocks back on her heels.] All right.

[She can wait.]
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[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-06-26 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
[aaaaand...found him. Once he finds Hermann, Newt let's out a huge sigh of relief. It's at that point he glances up at Maketh, briefly, though his attention is still mostly on his phone, already starting to move away oops]

Hey, listen, I really want to continue this conversation but it's gonna have to be later because I gotta find my boyfriend.
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[personal profile] mismanagement 2016-06-26 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
[Boyfriend? Hmm. Maketh nods.] All right. You can contact me easily enough through the phones, or find me at the guard post.
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[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-06-26 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Will do; talk to you soon! [Newt's lifting a hand in farewell, already starting to lift the phone to his ear so he can call Hermann. Toodles, Maketh!]