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

[wendigoner]

[ "Hadriel." It doesn't sound like anything she's ever heard of and she frowns, turning the word over in her head. Nope, it's nothing familiar, not in Canada or the U.S. "And it's underground," which had been the only thing that had made sense when she woke up. After their fall from the cliff, she'd assumed they'd broken through the ground somehow, woken up... down in some caves. It wasn't a surprise that they'd be there, but to be here is another story. ]

Six months? [ Hannah questions finally, distinctly uncomfortable. ] Are you-- are we trapped down here?

[ No, no, no way. That just sounds like one of her father's crazy movies, and Hannah isn't even a fan of horror movies. ]

I heard something. [ She remembers, putting all her concern into that instead of into her suspicion of Sam, at least for the moment. ] Um, an animal. It sounded... like it was shrieking. I didn't see it, but I think it might be something dangerous.

[ The mountain has wolves and bears and stuff, so... why not one more, weirder thing, right? ]

[hollowly]

( it hadn't been anything that he'd heard of before, either. and during his time here, he's definitely figured out that everyone that had been brought here had thought the same thing. they'd all been taken from their homes, their worlds, their realities and brought into a cave, where monsters come through the tunnels that lead into it at precise intervals, where gods are real and make a habit out of either asking for help or meddling.

sometimes both, in no particular order. ) For lack of a better word, yeah. I'm sorry. ( there's never any real nice way to break that kind of news, and an apology certainly won't be enough to soften the blow - especially when he personally hadn't had anything to do with bringing people through the door.

it's just ... kind of a knee-jerk reaction. saying i'm sorry is better than saying nothing at all, right?

he's never really thought of this place seeming like being stuck in a horror film, but if that little idea had ever come to light, he wouldn't be able to unthink it. it wouldn't be unmerited. )

Maybe it's not so bad that you're here, now, then. At least you're safe. ( for the moment.

optimism! )

[wendigoner]

[ "Am I?" Hannah wants to ask, because she doesn't feel safe. She'd been teased relentlessly by her friends, had been half-frozen and chased and fell from a cliff. Now, she's in a... bizarro world with this very tall stranger, no answers, and neither of her siblings. ]

Maybe. [ She says quietly, not believing it. She glances around Sam, as if hoping for someone else to appear, but they don't. At least, not yet. Hannah heaves a sigh, shivering faintly, despite the puffy, pink coat. ]

What... do I do now? [ The girl asks after a pause, glancing warily to Sam. It isn't as if there are clear directions or signs pointing toward true safety, if it even exists in these caves. ] Where do I go?

[ "How do I get back?" That answer isn't one she thinks she's ready to hear. ]