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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!
sisterincrime: (flirt flirt)

[personal profile] sisterincrime 2016-07-05 01:42 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hah, dude, she barely even has to lean to avoid it. And when she swings back into position, her arm is rising and that's a gun pointing at Newt's face.]

I could say the same thing.
verinumeri: (pic#7456101)

[personal profile] verinumeri 2016-07-05 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Having left Newton to one aisle, Hermann's on the other side of the store when he hears it. Ah, the unmistakable screechy pitch of Newton raising his voice in ire. Hermann stares, disbelieving, as he may be Newton, but it's the (possible) first day.

By the time the second voice retorts, he's hurrying across, his cane sliding. Hermann skids into the aisle just as a can of tomatoes flies neatly past a woman's head... and slams right into his chest. It knocks him back a step, his hand coming up with a grunt, but he hasn't got time to yell about it, because the woman's got a gun on Newton.

Hermann launches himself forward, flailing. ]


Figs, Newton for land sakes, wait --

[ Sliding himself between the gun and Newton and kicking back at him on the floor. ]

He's an idiot! This is completely unnecessary, please put that away, please put that thing away, is this really what you want to be doing right now?! Newton, [ hissing over his shoulder, down, ] what the bloody hell is wrong with you I'll kill you myself.
Edited (JK NEWTON'S ON THE FLOOR sorry work tag woes) 2016-07-05 14:02 (UTC)
fortunefavored: ((18))

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-07-05 02:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[Holy shit that's a gun--and Newt's eyes go as round as saucers behind his glasses--except then Hermann's stepping between him and that gun and oh god if he wasn't scared before he definitely is now. And Newt's scrambling to his feet, breath hitching in his chest, markedly more pale than before]

Get out of the way, Hermann. [retorted through clenched teeth, reaching out to grab a handful of the back of Hermann's blazer, eyes narrowed and trained completely on Sasha, ready to yank Hermann out of the way should this psycho decide to pull the trigger.]
sisterincrime: (is that so)

[personal profile] sisterincrime 2016-07-05 02:21 pm (UTC)(link)
[Oh great, there's more of them. The gun stays raised as she evaluates the rambling newcomer. If Newt was a Vaughn rip-off, then this guy looks like a Hyperion accountant knock-off. Harmless, especially with that limp. Her eye roll is intense enough to make her shoulders sway as she puts her gun back away.]

I suppose this idiot's yours, then. You oughta get a muzzle for him or something. I saw some leather straps around here earlier if you need a hand?
verinumeri: (pic#7301891)

[personal profile] verinumeri 2016-07-05 02:36 pm (UTC)(link)
[ The tense moment of her evaluation, when she keeps the gun up, threatens to deafen him with the drumming of his heart in his ears. He won't let Newton yank him anywhere -- not when last time Newton had gotten himself shot.

Hermann sags visibly when she stores the gun, leading hard on his cane. He's so relieved, he agrees to the suggestion of possession, wearily. ]


Yes, unfortunately.

[ As for the muzzle -- he glares back at Newton. ]

I am seriously considering your thoughtful recommendation. [ You gun-toting maniac. Only look at that, he kept it to himself! ] I've been tempted before.
fortunefavored: ((49))

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-07-05 02:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's gone. The gun is gone. It's put away, wherever it is she stowed it, and Newt doesn't care where. But clearly she has no trouble drawing it out, and his hand shakes where it's still clenched in Hermann's blazer.]

Ha ha. Very funny. [it's out dryly and with a mild hint of sarcasm. He wants to get Hermann away from this psycho as soon as possible] Save it for the bedroom, sweetie. [He may be talking to Hermann, but he hasn't taken his eyes off Sasha, watching her like she's some wild animal who might go after them at any moment]

Speaking of, hey, I've got a backpack full of food to take home, so let's do that! [and he's already starting to take steps back towards the door, unwittingly tugging Hermann back a little with him. His pulse is thundering in his ears, tense, on guard.]
sisterincrime: (nothing more nothing less)

[personal profile] sisterincrime 2016-07-05 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[The "sweetie" comment only gets an eyebrow because Tall Pale and Ugly does not look the type to be at all sexual. But whatever.]

You do that. Have fun, boys.

[And, clutching her broken arm again, she takes that as her cue to leave.]
verinumeri: (pic#7320901)

[personal profile] verinumeri 2016-07-05 02:59 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Tall Pale and Ugly WOW just because it's true...

Even in this situation, he snaps at Newton, as much a reflex as breathing. ]


Don't call me that, I've asked you to refrain from those asinine, inappropriate diminutives many times --

[ OR TALK ABOUT THE BEDROOM BY JOVE NEWTON. So caught up in that, he's also not noticing that Newton's pulling him back. Not so with her departure. He glances at her. ]

Ye-es, likewise? Cheers.

[ As an awkward last fumbling attempt at a good note to end on. ]


Edited 2016-07-05 15:01 (UTC)
fortunefavored: ((09))

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-07-05 03:05 pm (UTC)(link)
[If there hadn't been a gun or any sort of threatening other than verbal involved, it's likely Newt would've snapped something at her back. As is, he's currently just 100% focused on getting them out of there and as far away from Sasha as possible. So he is giving zero shits right now to anything Hermann snaps at him. Still shuffling backwards, hand tight in Hermann's blazer. And as soon as Sasha's turned the corner of an aisle or something, he'll be moving to hook an arm in Hermann's and drag him bodily out of the shop if he can.]
verinumeri: (pic#7114665)

[personal profile] verinumeri 2016-07-06 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Rather than a 'good' note, it may be more accurate to say, a less horrible one.

In any case, he does not resist Newton's force, though it's unnecessary by the time he's linking their arms. Hermann had no intention to stay, so it's less a dragging. Once they're outside, he yanks his arm back, rounding on Newton. ]


What were you doing chucking cans within minutes of meeting someone?!
fortunefavored: ((53))

[personal profile] fortunefavored 2016-07-06 05:07 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's still tense, on edge, and it has him snarling back] It wasn't within minutes! I met her earlier, right after I got out of that colosseum!

[he's breathing hard, like he's winded]

I didn't exactly expect her to suddenly pull a gun on me!