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

[illegally]

[ Seems gods are as bad as demons... Figures. ]

Anybody tried suckin' up to the nicer gods? Maybe they'll take pity on our "poor mortal souls" or something and let us out.

[skelebro]

I think if anyone had that idea, they've already tried it. No dice.

[But he shrugs and sticks out a hand, whoopee cushion all ready and nestled in the palm.]

Anyway, name's Sans.

[illegally]

Guess that's better than Faceless Skeleton Guy. 'Cause see, I was gonna call you Faceless Skeleton Guy.

[ He decides to go ahead and shake Sans' hand, and then he hears the sound of the whoopee cushion going off. ]

...No. No way did I just fall for a whoopee cushion gag! You're dead to me.

[ That being said, the ridiculousness of it all makes him feel somewhat better. ]

[skelebro]

[He starts to laugh almost immediately. That's the best reaction he's gotten from that one yet.]

C'mon, it really blew you away, didn't it?

[He sounds entirely too smug, but that's Sans for you. Seldom does he not sound smug.]

[illegally]

I refuse to laugh at this. On principle.

[ HMPH!! ]

[skelebro]

Geez, tough crowd.

[But he doesn't sound fussed about it as he stows the whoopee cushion away.]

Anyway. I could call you Human Guy With The Face if you want.

[illegally]

That ain't gonna work. It describes too many people. You say, "hey, Human Guy With The Face" and a whole flock of people are gonna turn around.

[ Should he introduce himself properly? Might as well. ]

Name's Stan. Stan Pines.

[ Stanley, technically, but he's used to introducing himself as Stan. That or Stanford. ]

[skelebro]

Nice to meet'cha, Stan Pines.

[He rolls his shoulders in a shrug.]

And hey, you'd be surprised. We get all sorts around here. People with faces, people without faces, people who face danger...I don't judge.

[That's a dirty lie, Sans.]

[illegally]

What kinda danger are we talkin'?

[ Is it the kind he can punch in the face or the kind he should be running from?

Whether or not he'll face danger head on depends on the circumstances. He can be brave when it counts.

In any case, he's thinking on what Sans said before -- about how this is a place where the death toll doesn't matter. ]

I saw those little green weirdos with the knives wandering around. I'm guessing there's worse out there.

[skelebro]

Yep. Way worse.

[Sans's general tactic - and suggestion to nigh-everyone - is to run away. Technically speaking, anyway. He does not run. He walks, and sometimes even that is too much effort, and so he simply shows up where he needs to show up with a minimum of actual walking.]

Most of 'em stick to the caves and that creepy part of the city that's always covered in fog and stuff.

[illegally]

Now I know where I'm not going.

[ He pauses. ]

Should I question why there's a creepy part of the city always covered in fog?

[skelebro]

Well, for a little while the entire city was like that. It was a kinda temporary thing. Apparently brought on by one of the people who lives here. Forget their name.

[The whole "personal nightmare made manifest" bit had been the shit icing on the shit cake, which was not a thing he needed to visualize slinking behind him during that time.]

Yeah, those were not a fun couple of days.

[illegally]

Wow, the magical ability to summon fog. Someone sure got screwed over when they were handing out superpowers.

[ Not the point, Stan. ]

Did the "worse stuff" take that as their cue to go waltzin' around town?

[skelebro]

For a little while, yeah. Like I said, not a whole lotta fun.

[He sure is selling Stan on this city, huh!]

Then again, we get pretty harmless stuff coming through here sometimes. Like literal rainbows and lollipops. That was from a few days ago.

[illegally]

"Harmless", yeah. Bet it's to get us to let our guards down so they can sneak up on us with the nasty stuff.

[ He'd a grumpy old man. It's his job to be cynical. ]

[skelebro]

[No harm in being cynical. Well, that's a lie, there's plenty of harm in being cynical. But how's the saying go again? If you keep those expectations low, you're never disappointed?]

I won't argue with ya there. That's more or less how it goes.

[illegally]

[ Stan huffs a sigh. ]

What happens now? Are there stores around here? Motels? I'm not takin' another nap on the ground, that's for sure.

[ How do you live in a place like this? ]

[skelebro]

Well, you got apartments and houses and stuff for sleepin'.

[He gestures vaguely in the direction of the Spires, rising jagged and stark in the distance.]

Shops'll get you what you need. There's orchards for food, and sometimes the gods give out gifts and the like. Can't say there's any real rhyme or reason to that last part.

[illegally]

[ The gods here sure seem fickle... ]

What about currency? Do gods take US dollars?

[skelebro]

[YEEEEEAAAAAAH ABOUT THAAAAAAAT]

Pretty sure currency only works if you have an actual economy. Which, uh, we don't, far as I can tell.

[illegally]

[ NOW WAIT JUST A MINUTE ]

What?

[ Okay. On one hand, if currency is meaningless, this means he doesn't have to pay for anything. That's awesome. On the other hand, that means he can't get rich. That's less awesome.

...Well, not like he wants to stay here long enough to strike it rich, but you know. ]

Talk about backwards. How many people live here, again?

[skelebro]

Kinda hard to say when the number goes up and down the way it does.

[Sans is clearly the Most Helpful right now. Look man, he's not actually working on the newbie orientation pamphlet, you can't judge him for being useless.

Just kidding. You can totally judge him for being useless. He just won't care.]

[illegally]

Right, 'cuz people disappear randomly, never to be seen again. This is a real great place. Wish I'd visited sooner.

[ At least it's not raining blood. That's something.

Kind of. Maybe. ]

[skelebro]

Gotta love the Hadriel vacation spot. There should be a brochure.

[Though on that note...]

Actually, I'm pretty sure someone's puttin' something together. Like a newbie welcome info pamphlet or something.

[illegally]

How's it gonna read? "Hello and welcome to your brand new prison! Come see the astounding views in the Creepy, Foggy Part of Town, but try not to get horrifically murdered!"