hadriel_logs | Intro Log: Death Comes

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.
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Ah-huh. He's already had the wool pulled over his eyes once with people pretending to be kids. He's not falling for it again.

So he's just gonna cut to the chase. "And I'm sure Sans would say the same thing about you."

Sarcastic? Sardonic, at least. Make of that what you will.

Chara tilts their head. Regardless of Bigby's tone, their expression hasn't changed. Mentioning Sans doesn't do much unless their SOUL abruptly turns blue on them. Then there's a problem, although they had agreed to put that...on hold.

"Oh, you know Sans? He is a really funny guy. Are you friends?"

"We keep an eye out for each other. Or, an eye-socket, in his case." He seems awfully fond of that pun.

"But I was getting the, ah... impression. That you two don't get along too well."

He's still concerned by the smell. The only way Chara could smell so much like Sans without being the guy is by wearing his skin as a suit or something.

Fond or not, Chara doesn't react to the pun. Beyond the smile they seemed to have just...stopped.

"Yes, we have had our ups and downs. I believe we settled that when I arrived here."

Their tone had changed. They sound a bit more like an adult this time around, with a sever lack of emotion. Big words for a small kid.

The lack of a reaction is reaction enough. The kid's too calm, too... mature. Bigby doesn't know about the whole 'reset' thing but he can tell instinctively that between Chara and Sans, shit went down.

"So what'd you do to him?"

"I did...something to him and we fought. Physically, if you were wondering."

It's obvious that's not all. First, Bigby knew Sans. Probably not in the way that Chara knew him but a lazy, pun-tastic skeleton getting into a physical fight with a kid? Who could see that coming.

Or that the 'why' is more awful that one could imagine.

That definitely gets some raised eyebrows. Not that it's easy to tell with the wolf face; how he's feeling is made more evident in the slight growl that starts in the bottom of his ribcage like an engine starting. Casual, slightly unconscious reminder that he is probably at least four times as large as Chara ~~and god knows how much LOVE he has over them~~.

"So you goaded him into it. And given how he's a lazy sack of shit-" Sorry Sans, but it's true "-I'm gonna bet it was something big."

Perhaps. The size is an issue. But color them curious. Does Bigby have it in him to kill what appeared to be a child?

"Yes it was. But he evened it out by killing me. And I am aware he does not seem like one to do that."

It's probably interesting that they cut off that part. What could be an obvious lie, Sans actually killing someone - even if it would never stick. Well? Does he want to know? Is he ready?

"Yeah, he doesn't. But you've got the right vibe." And the stink of Sans's dead bones all over you, which only helps the matter. "But I don't think you've got shit on me."

He stands up a bit taller, straightening his shoulders in an action that puffs out his bloody, furry chest.

"You look human enough. Ever heard the story about the Big Bad Wolf?"

Chara tilts their head to the side, considering...something. Taller, bigger. An adult sized monster. They had their knife but perhaps that wasn't enough here. Head taken off like a toy. They Undying had confidence but she was another story.

"I have not. There weren't many stories like that. How did it go?"

He's a little bit put-out that the kid hasn't heard it - it takes the wind out of his threat a bit - but not enough to drop his posturing.

"Long story short--" And he abruptly transforms, turning into his full wolf form, a towering eight feet at the shoulder and muzzle curled back in distate as his glowing eyes lock onto Chara. "--the kid gets eaten by the wolf."

It's still enough that it has a punch. A monster transforming into a bigger, better one. They had never taken on something so big. Even the teeth alone were bigger than Chara. And that was enough to read the situation.

They run as fast as they can. A knife alone wouldn't cut it. Something to think about for the future. So they run. But even if Bigby does track them to finish the job, he'll hear them laughing all the way.

So much fun. So, so much fun! There was a little fear there. Someone like them. Fear. It's so cool!

He can smell that hint of fear, but that it's buried under excitement and laughter makes Bigby think he should have just left them to the Deathclaw. But he won't pursue the kid; too many other monsters to defend against.

So he turns back into his werewolf form, gives the kid a last sparing glance, and runs off towards the nearest roar.

Intro Log: Death Comes

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