Intro Log: HOLY F*^K THAT'S A F*&KI%G DRAGON

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for October
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: October 10th-13th
Warnings: New faces, new greeting posts, and dragons. What's more to want?

If your first thought upon waking up on the cold, hard ground of Hadriel's very own Colosseum is 'maybe I partied too hard last night', one, Delight would love you and two, you're wrong. Or- maybe you did, but that's not why you're here. Instead, you wake up with the same clothes you were wearing when you were last home, but surrounded by very different people. So, make some friends! Might as well voice your confusion and concern and show the technologically unsavvy of you how to operate these fancy new phones, right? Just be sure not to trip over these odd bags of chips on your way to greet your fellow man.

Don't spend too much time out in the open, though. There are monsters about, and not quite the usual ones. This month, Hadriel is bringing in four dragons, each with their own unique abilities and raidboss-esque stamina. They'll be terrorizing the city until someone puts them down- maybe that someone is you! Maybe you should, uh, actually hide. They're hungry and territorial and mean and they're definitely out for a good meal. Check out our OOC post for more information, as well as who will be eventually killing the beasts!

But hey, once you escape from the dragons, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies.

New, as of October's intro log is a Newcomer's guide that installs itself by default on every activated phone. Thanks, Mello!

Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers October 10th-13th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well!
► All characters arrive with phones that have network communication and the newbie guide installed.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

[iustitiae]

[he's surprised enough by the offer that he doesn't come up with another sarcastic retort and just nods]

Yeah. You don't have to do that.

[mismanagement]

It would be best if I did.

[It's offered less out of kindness and more of a worry that if she doesn't, he might end up getting himself killed. That is to be avoided, if at all possible.

She watches him a moment. At least he's calmer now.]

What is your name?

[iustitiae]

Connor.

[he is indeed calmer. this is a victory.]

The dragons can't get there?

[mismanagement]

My name is Maketh.

[She stands up a little straighter.]

They have not, yet. We are dealing with the problem. But it is safer than here. I will not force you, if you would rather remain here.

[iustitiae]

No -- [it's very quick] No, I'll go with you.

[mismanagement]

[Hmm. At least this one is reasonable. Maketh nods just once.] You will follow behind me and do exactly as I say. If I tell you to hit the ground, you will drop. And I say run, you will do so. Is that clear?

[She pauses.]

I know you have questions. They will be answered as soon as it is safe to do so.

[iustitiae]

Yeah, that seems reasonable.

[his ability to comply might be in question, here, but she's pretty much his best shot of not getting eaten. and, lets be real, its not like he's unused to female authority figures yelling at him and telling him he's an idiot.]

[mismanagement]

[In a better world, Maketh would have delegated this sort of task to the other guardsmen - combat experts who were used to the field and trained to react accordingly. She had been an officer, used to commanding from a distance, and rarely with anything that would have dared to disobey. Hadriel has made her something else all over again. But she was trained and the Academy was, in the end, thorough in her education.

Move and evade. Be as quiet as possible. Do not engage.

Maketh shrugs the rifle off her back, checks her ammo, and then moves to the door.] Then follow.

[He seems capable of that. She ducks out the door without waiting to see if he'll obey. The kind thing would be to wait, but the thought of that - hesitating, staying still for too long - sets her teeth on edge.]

[iustitiae]

[connor nods and follows her, ducking through the door as she does and keeping as close to her heels as possible. she knows what she's doing, he doesn't he's definitely not got the same level of finesse to this as she does but he's trying all the same.

but quiet? that's a good joke]

What's the deal with the dragons, anyway?

[mismanagement]

[What did she say? What did she just say?]

They are being dealt with.

[This she snaps. It's not safe to yell right now, but she can still pull the voice that made her storm troopers reconsider their career choices on Lothal.]

Now will you please stop talking!

[They're not far from the guardpost. There will be time for questions then.]

[iustitiae]

Fine.

[he will just follow in bitter, passive-aggressive silence. i hope she's happy with this result]

[mismanagement]

[Oh blessed silence. At least he can take orders. That puts him a cut above the rest of the newcomers in Maketh's mind. But, for better or worse, they reach the guardpost without further incident. Once inside, he's sure to badger her with questions. That's his right. She'll have to be courteous about it, Maketh supposes.

She racks her gun and then turns to face him, standing at loose attention.]

Well? Speak.

[iustitiae]

[dang go team! you didn't die on your first outing!]

I read the newbie post or whatever you want to call it. It was surprisingly thorough, and surprisingly did not mention dragons.

[or weird chips or organized guardposts or did i mention dragons yet]

Is this a new thing? Like, hey, lucky me, I won the giant monster lottery?

[mismanagement]

[Be patient, Maketh reminds herself. Don't snap at the newcomers, it's not professional.]

The dragons are...unexpected. The previous threats have been smaller.

[She frowns.]

Your world has them? How are they dealt with?

[iustitiae]

[connor laughs, short and ironic]

Only in fiction. We don't have any of this weird shit back home.

[mismanagement]

[Well, that's not helpful at all. Maketh huffs.]

I see. Well, they are here now. The guardsmen will deal with them as we must.

[iustitiae]

What, like knights in shining armor?

[thats it thats how fiction handles this]

How many of you guys are there anyway?

[mismanagement]

Henry is a knight. The rest of us do as we must.

[Obviously. She rocks back on her heels.]

Guardsmen? About fifteen. There are more people here, though. Your phone will have a complete list.

[iustitiae]

That's kind of handy.

[he had meant about the guardsmen, but it's good to know both.]

At least they gave us technology. Though apparently pong is the only game it supports?

[what is going to happen to his reputation in kim kardashian: hollywood?

just kidding

or am i]

[mismanagement]

There are more pressing concerns than foolish games.

[Maketh lifts her chin.]

Can you fight?

[iustitiae]

I mean, if we're stuck in the long run might as well get comfortable.

[his anxiety doesn't stop him from being stupid about this, thanks for asking!]

I can't fight. I'm a law student.

[mismanagement]

[Maketh just frowns at him. She's not interesting in getting comfortable, regardless of how long they're stuck here.]

I see. There is a library here, though I cannot say if it will hold any information of use to your studies. Nor will you find many things that respect any laws but that of brute force.

[iustitiae]

So what you're saying is, basically, pong is going to be my greatest asset.

[mismanagement]

I would hope not. [Maketh eyes him up and down.] Very little in this place will hesitate to kill you. But there are a few here around...your own age.

[College students, and what not.]

That may be a comfort to you. I would not know.

[iustitiae]

That depends. Are they cute?

[this is truly a very special definition of the word "comfort." but truly its this or start panicking again and this is the life connor chooses to lead]