Intro Log: Death Comes

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for July.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: July 10th-15th
Warnings: Deathclaws. That's all you really need to know.

As usual, the new arrivals in Hadriel will be waking up on the dirt ground of the colosseum, and as usual, they won't be waking up alone. This month brings coat hangers of all shapes and, uh, sizes strewn about the colloseum floor around all of the new arrivals.

Get up, get out, meet and greet, find some new exciting interior decorating options, but don't forget about the more prominent threat: the (newly) local deathclaws roaming about in the inner halls of the arena. These deathclaws are vicious bipedal creatures with long arms ending in curved talons, horns ripe for goring and, of course, teeth as long as fingers. These animals have been engineered to be as deadly as they can possibly be, so you might want to buddy up before taking one on.

Have you escaped from the deathclaws? Made a few friends? Not died horribly? 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 July 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

[whichend]

Do you?

[ Do you see, small one? Arya watches Chara from inside the shadowy hallways of the Collosseum, a small dagger palmed in her hand, concealed. She doesn't trust this one. She doesn't trust their composure, their lack of panic. Most children would panic under these circumstances. The fact that Chara doesn't sets off alarms in Arya's head. The newcomer is dangerous, probably, or knows how to navigate dangerous situations. ]

[somuchlove]

[Half and half. No, more than one half on the dangerous part. Chara turns to face the new one and smiles.]

What I see is that I'm no longer where I was. That's all.

[From a brightly lit hallway to a dark, dirty hole. Not that dark dirty holes weren't something Chara wasn't used to already.]

[whichend]

Thar kind of thing tends to worry most people. Who are you, to not be so worried?

[ Arya says, cooly. She's not assured by the child's calm demeanor. Their answer wasn't much of an answer at all. ]

Do you know where you are?

[ Maybe if they do, they'll be properly concerned. ]

[somuchlove]

I see no point in worrying.

[They are being honest, even if they don't truly answer Arya's question.]

I do not. Will you tell me?

[whichend]

[ Arya's lips curl. In many situations, that answer would sound cocky, but coming from this child, it seems more nihilistic. Arya gets that, at least. ]

You're in Hadriel. You're not in your world anymore. Things are different here.

[somuchlove]

'Hadriel'.

[That's all they have to say. So that was the name of this new game. Well, if it was a new game then they really did need to learn the rules.]

How are things different?

[whichend]

Depends on what your world was like. This place is ruled by gods. True ones, not silent ones.

[somuchlove]

Gods. That is new.

[They had Kings and Queens but no gods. Angels, in a sense.]

What is the purpose of calling me here?

[whichend]

It is?

[ What kind of world does this child come from, that there are no gods? ]

Your purpose is to feed them, with your feelings. It's up to you whether you choose to resist or not.

[somuchlove]

Yes.

[There is something else...about an Angel of mercy. Or MERCY? Who knows.

And really? Feelings? They picked the wrong person for that.]

I cannot see why they would choose me for that. I do not feel much.

[Nothing at all, at times.]

[whichend]

Neither do I.

[ Perhaps if Arya says that enough, it'll be true. ]

Doesn't matter. You'll be their challenge.

[somuchlove]

I like challenges.

[It's the most enthusiastic that Chara's sounded this whole conversation.]

But first, an exit. I would rather not be killed by these monsters.

[whichend]

So do I.

[ That comment in it of itself is a challenge. Chara better remember who was here first -- it's not them.

Arya points towards the door. She's not going to let Chara go where she can't see them. She'll watch them leave, instead. ]

It's that way. Good luck in your new life.