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

[murderpotato]

you wanna bet

[blowyoudown]

you can't even take me

[murderpotato]

this thing aint you

[blowyoudown]

no shit. it's worse.

[murderpotato]

and im gonna fuckin kill it

[blowyoudown]

good luck

[murderpotato]

maybe this things ugly fuckin mugll get me soweirmalsedfhglll;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

[blowyoudown]

[He's just. Gonna. Totally nonchalantly, casual as you please, sprint full tilt towards wherever the hell Gren's malodour is coming from. And slow down before he gets too close so as to maintain the appearance that he doesn't give two shits about Gren.]

[murderpotato]

[Okay, so this big spiky asshole is a little faster than Gren expected. That's okay, this is totally okay, he's got this.]

[He doesn't got this.]

[Gren is keeping ahead of the thing, if only barely; he hasn't dropped glamour, so he still has the advantage of being a hell of a lot more maneuverable in tight spaces than a giant lizard motherfucker. That and the fact that he's fairly quick on his feet to begin with is probably all that's kept him from winding up on Hope's altar a second time.]

[blowyoudown]

[Good news - he gets there fast enough to see Gren sprint past, faster than Bigby's ever seen him go (or believed he was capable of) and doesn't even crash into the asshole.

Bad news - he rushes into the guy's lane, comes to a sharp halt with all intent of sprinting after him, and then hears the surprised roar of the dragon rip-off behind them that didn't expect something to bolt straight into its path.

Worst news - being tackled by Godzilla's nephew fucking hurts, and he gets a little bit crushed under its weight as it gets caught in the tight space and crashes full-speed into him, and its own momentum causes it to roll completely over Bigby.

Smooth.]

[murderpotato]

[Gren skids to a halt when he hears the two-car pileup going on behind him. Bigby... tripped the fucking deathclaw or something, there's just a pile of confused murderlizard on the floor, having a hard time sorting out its own limbs because it just took an unexpected nosedive.]

[This is what the kids would call an attack of opportunity.]

[Gren sees an opening, and he knows if he doesn't take it, this thing is just going to get up and start chasing his ass again. It's only got to be lucky once, and even if death doesn't mean much around here, he's not real eager to repeat the experience.]

[While the thing is still down, Gren charges back and raises his fist; he plunges it down into the relatively weak bones of the eye socket and hears something go crunch. Blood flies.]

[He keeps hitting and doesn't give it the chance to get back up.]

[blowyoudown]

[The deathclaw's roaring easily drowns out the sound of Bigby's own groans. Not that Gren would care that he's probably got a broken rib now; and, frankly, Bigby doesn't really either. His bones always healed fast enough. But he still has to get up, and so he rolls onto his side to push onto one elbow, and looks up in time to see the troll's fist come down on the dinosaur's head. It's a damn good crack, that sets the deathclaw off screaming again, and he's in the perfect vantage point to see its back legs digging long gouges in the ground as it flails for purchase.

Bigby more or less flops onto his stomach and scrabbles towards it, and manages to grab it by the tail. He gets yanked up and his ribs protest quite loudly, but he manages to dig his own heels in and yank back. It doesn't do much, but it should at least stop it from advancing.]