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hadriel_logs2016-10-10 10:42 am
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Intro Log: HOLY F*^K THAT'S A F*&KI%G DRAGON
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?
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!

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Nnnno, I suppose they are not! And I do not think they are here to solve puzzles with us, either. They are far too big for any conventional puzzles! Which is a shame. But I hope they calm down soon! They might scare some people!
[Papyrus, for his part, seems like he was mostly startled rather than scared. He's more worried about anyone he doesn't currently have his eye on. What if someone gets hurt because of this? It's strange that the Door turned out to be big enough to let dragons in, Papyrus assumed there must be some sort of size limit...]
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[He winces, one socket squinching partially shut. And then the kids are both out there on top of it and...yeah. Yeah, this ain't any fun for anyone, he thinks.
Gonna be another good day. Another real good day.]
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[Papyrus frowns a bit at that. What constitutes a "monster", as many of the humans describe them? If it doesn't follow the rules from home -- the beings made of magic being monsters there, monsters like Sans and Papyrus -- then would it be any creature they don't have a name for? Dragons have a name! They're dragons! Though maybe it would follow that a "not-monster" is any creature who has the same level of intelligence as a wild animal.
But just because they can't communicate with the dragons through speech...
Papyrus actually stops in the middle of the road to consider this.]
Maybe we should make more efforts to live peacefully with them, then. They can't live in the tunnels like the other not-monsters, can they? They are far too big. Other animals can live peacefully with humans! Why couldn't they? If we just gave them food, and a place to sleep...
[This is yet another crisis that is proving really difficult for Papyrus to deal with. With the zombies it was bad enough. People were killing them even though they were just sick humans. With the dragons... at least they are themselves. They're just scared and trapped.]
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I think the rest of the city'll take care of 'em, [Sans says easily, as if the obvious solution ain't the one he's most expecting to play out here. Lots of hero types, aren't there. Lots of sword-wielding hero types all up and ready to slay the mighty beast.]
If not, the gods'll, I bet. They're pretty stand-up sorts. Want everyone to get along down here.
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I have not met the gods yet!! I know most of their names, though, I think? There's Fear and Hope, I like Hope's name, and... Confusion, right, there's Confusion... [He counts on his gloved fingers thoughtfully.] Oh! And Delight! That's all of them, right? Hmm, I think I'm missing some... Anyway, if you like them, they are probably pretty good!!
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[Yep, he sure remembers Sorrow. Not all that fond of a lotta the gods, honestly. Hope's a prick, Sorrow's even more of a prick, Fear's got no sense of timing, Confusion he dislikes on principle thanks to the downright destructive nature of her appearance. Delight and Rage he's...not really formed any opinions on, honestly. He's not sure he cares to just yet.]
Meh, they're not so bad. [A tiny lie, but it's not like Papyrus wouldn't come to the same conclusion independent of Sans, so he don't feel real guilty about that one.] Guess they're just kinda doin' their best. This don't read as anything one of 'em would willingly pull, I don't think.
[Rage, maybe. But like he said, he ain't really met Rage, so he can't say for certain.]
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[Papyrus wouldn't really know much about that, though.
On cue, though, a black dragon flies much faster than the skeletons could walk, straight into a building right before them.
Um. Uh oh? But maybe she hasn't noticed them yet...]
Umm! Let's!! Go the other way!!
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The tip of the dragon's right wing clips into the building, scything through it as neatly as a hot knife would through butter. Destabilized, the building starts to shudder to the ground in chunks of cracked rubble, smoke streaming from the black dragon's snout as it wheels, plainly frustrated by the lack of space available.
Yep. Yep, he is real on board with going the other way. Sans does an abrupt one-eighty on Papyrus's behest, smiling hard enough to split his skull in half.]
Concurred. Let's, uh. Not. Yep.
[WALKING FASTER.]
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Phew. Though that doesn't mean they're quite out of the woods yet.]
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Y'think these things have SOULs?
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What? Of course they do! Everyone has a SOUL, right??
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[He glances back. It'd be a big SOUL. A real honkin' big SOUL. Now, uh, might not be the best time for theorizing, it's true, but it's good to have some kinda back-up plan in case things go south.]
What'd happen if either of us turned it blue, d'ya think?
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...Well, it is very big. But I believe that may be enough to give us room to escape, should we find ourselves in a... scaley situation!! Great thinking, brother!
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[No he doesn't. Personally, he's not sure if subjectin' any of their SOULs to gravity - assumin' that would even work in the first place, which is not a given - would really be the best way to go about all this. Might just end up makin' things worse. Least they don't seem to be a pickle where they'll have to resort to that. Yet, anyway.]
Mostly I think we should just, uh...hide, maybe. Until this is over.
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[Thankfully, there are all sorts of buildings around here. Papyrus picks a random one that's not totally destroyed and heads for it, leading the way.]
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[Can't say for certain if that'll hold up, but it's about as close to an educated guess as any of 'em are gonna get in this climate. Either way, he sticks close to his brother's heels.]
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From inside, the architecture is... confusing. It doesn't seem to make much sense. Which is only apt, Papyrus supposes.
Papyrus leans against a wall, taking a little breather. Despite having no lungs. Running for your life's pretty hard work.]
I will keep watch, to make sure no dragon knocks this place over as well!
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Not sure I could tell the difference if it did, tibia'nest.
[Place already looks like kind of a wreck. Really, it puts his tornado of trash to shame.]
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I could definitely tell the difference if the place collapsed on our heads!!
[So watch he shall. He'll march around and keep checking all the windows, just to see if any dragons get within crushing distance.]
I wonder if anyone has tried to reason with Fear. Certainly he could be convinced to be nicer to us.
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It'd be real nice if he could, but I think everyone's tried that already.
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He probably wouldn't like it very much if we sent dragons after him! Surely he could come to understand that, at least.
...All clear, for now! It doesn't look like that dragon from earlier followed us.
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[At least, that's the general idea he got. People were rewarded for fixin' things, temples got patched up with the revival of their correspondin' gods, and so on and so forth. Seems real counter-intuitive to send somethin' in that could so easily tear the place apart.]
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[Which means... more people killing more creatures. Papyrus frowns out the window at a distant blue dragon.]
I see a dragon out there, but it is not heading our way.
[He'll keep an eye on it.]
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But it sure would explain some things if that was the case.]
You're right. If the Door's broken, we might be in more trouble than a couple'a angry lizards.
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I admit, I do not know much about the Door! Only that it can summon people through it into this place. People and creatures and things. I suppose if it were broken, it could summon anything or anyone at any time, rather than regularly and systematically. But that is only my own conjecture! I cannot say for certain.
[He watches the dragon in the distance spit icy death into the streets below, ice crystals overtaking a building below it. He knits his brow ridge, pulling up a confusing piece of disconnected, raised floor and taking a seat in it, leaning his elbow on the window sill(s).]
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