Intro Log: Don't Wake Tonberry

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for September
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: September 10th-13th
Warnings: Cute monsters, a way to pass the time, and plenty of newbies!

Waking up in Hadriel certainly has its down sides, but if this weird murdercave city is good at one thing, it's keeping people entertained. As you awaken on the hard ground of the colosseum, you might see a rectangular cardboard box lying near you. Ignore it for now, as you get your bearings, but if you get bored? Well, you'll find these exciting and unique board games will keep you entertained!

But how could you possibly get bored, when there are plenty of cute monsters around to keep you company? Sharing the colosseum with all the new arrivals are Tonberries. In addition to their natural cuteness defense, they also carry very large knives. They're slow-moving and look innocent and even friendly, but be careful - one strike from that knife and you'll be a bloody mess. They won't attack unless you get too close, but who doesn't want to hug a Tonberry? And of course, if you attack, they'll counter with extreme prejudice.

Managed to resist the urge to hug a Tonberry? Safely escaped from the clutches of the colosseum, new board game in tow? Awesome! 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 September 10th-13th.
► 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

[silvercrusader]

[She's not the first person who's seen Silver Chariot. She's also not the first person who ought not to be able to. Like, okay, maybe she's secretly a Stand user, but what kind of Stand user would ask? It'd be the world's worst ploy if she's trying to trick him, and there's no way she has one and hasn't realized. She looks to be his age, so she's got to know.

All of that translates into Polnareff wrinkling his nose. Behind him, Chariot shifts. He isn't standing, but there's a general feeling of shifting his weight from foot to foot. Anxiousness, because he's never been seen by so many people.]

My Stand.

[He waits. It's not an obvious explanation, but he wants to see if she'll understand it or not.]

Silver Chariot.

[--who nods, emphasizing that it's his name that was just mentioned.]

[scarletcast]

[ well it is.... standing....... ]

What does it do?

[silvercrusader]

He. He-- he's like . . .

[It's a Stand, man, come on. It does Stand stuff! No, he knows, it's just that he's still caught on the fact that this woman can somehow see Chariot and yet not understand.]

He fights with me. He's like . . . an extension of me.

[He lifts his left hand, fingers curling. Behind him, Chariot moves in unison, echoing him so perfectly there's no doubt they're connected.]

Offensive or defensive: whatever I need. You don't have anything like this?

[scarletcast]

[ Her face lights with understanding. Wanda curls her fingers, and scarlet drifts outwards from them. ]

Yes, I do.

[ Not something with a tangible form, no, but the principle is the same. ]

My name is Wanda. This [ she gestures, more scarlet drifts ] has no name.

[silvercrusader]

[Oh, and he brightens. Now things are making far more sense. True, she still could be an enemy, but somehow Polnareff doubts it.]

What's it do?

[Kind of a personal question, but she'll tell him or she won't. What are boundaries, right?]

[scarletcast]

I move things; I can destroy them. I also see what's inside your mind.

[ What are boundaries indeed. ]

[silvercrusader]

[Oh. Well. All right. That sounds like a far more powerful version of Joseph's Stand. Deadly, sure, but so is Chariot.]

You should-- my friend Abdul's here. He's a fortune teller, he gives out names for Stands sometimes. You should ask him to name yours, if you want.

[scarletcast]

If he thinks of one.

[ It doesn't feel like it's the same thing, anyway, but he's sincere; she doesn't want to throw that in his face. ]

Who are you?

[silvercrusader]

Ah!

[Polnareff offers his hand; behind him, Chariot sweeps into a bow.]

Jean-Pierre Polnareff.

[scarletcast]

[ She shakes it, smiling at Silver Chariot. ]

It is nice to meet you. Have you been told about this place already?

[silvercrusader]

Not really. My friend's trying to find out more, but I wouldn't mind hearing it straight from you.

[scarletcast]

The Door brings us here; the gods use our emotions for fuel. The caves cannot be navigated, there is no way out.

[silvercrusader]

Oh.

[Well. That's . . . eerie. It's also concise and informative, so he supposes it works. Anyway, he just helped kill a vampire like a week ago; this sounds about per the norm.]

That's creepy. What do you mean about gods?

[scarletcast]

They call themselves gods. They are named after the emotion that gives them strength.

[silvercrusader]

But they're not . . . they can't actually be gods. I mean, powerful people, sure, with fu-- messed up powers, but not actual gods. There's no such thing.

[scarletcast]

They are not; they can be killed. Hope is bringing them back one at a time.

[silvercrusader]

And we're all just . . . okay with that?

[scarletcast]

You are more than welcome to complain, if you feel it is needed.

Most of us accept what we can control.

[silvercrusader]

Yeah.

[As in: yeah, okay, that sounds like decent advice, but he's not about to just sit around and accept it. But this isn't her fault, so:]

How long have you been here?

[scarletcast]

Four months.

[silvercrusader]

What's it like?

[scarletcast]

We are at the whim of bored gods. What do you think happens?