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

[promises_to_keep]

Well, at least he can still make people laugh.

"Ah, why thank you~" he says, raking a hand back through his hair and posturing a little. "100% homegrown, free-range, cage-free hair." He gives her a grin. "Yours is pretty impressive, yourself. Very curly."

He makes a bit of a face then, looking terribly disconcerted.

"I understand that sometimes desperate times call for desperate measures," he says haltingly, "but I draw the line at cannibalism." He rubs the back of his neck then, frowning a bit. "'Fear has a Deep Fryer' sounds like a bad horror movie tagline," he says, shaking his head, and then looks at the woman curiously. "I take it you're not brand new to... wherever this is?"

[dogsanddaughters]

Miriam preens, floofing her hair up with a grin. "Thanks!"

She's quite proud of her hair. Well, most of the time. When it's not a giant mess of knots.

Miriam shrugs, going up on her toes to stretch. "This whole place is pretty much a bad horror movie. Except when it's really bad and then it's like a good horror movie? Only it's happening to you, so that's not so good. But yeah. I've been around."

[promises_to_keep]

As she should be. Nobody he knows has curly hair. (Probably because it's a bitch to render in a game engine. /raps gently on the 4th wall.)

Lea snorts.

"The really bad ones can be pretty great, honestly," he chuckles, and then shakes his head. "But yeah, it's the whole 'happening to me' thing that has me concerned now. I just recently got out of a horror movie, I really wasn't gunning for a sequel." He holds up the strange electronic device that was on the ground next to him, then looks at the screen. "Could you give me a bit of a summary? I presume I can use this geegaw to get specifics, but... the back cover would be a good starting point. How'd I even get here?"

[dogsanddaughters]

Miriam peers up at him. "What kinda horror movie was it?"

Details are important, yo.

"Well, the gods brought you here. They eat emotion and apparently we're real tasty."

sorry so late, i was away for most of last week!

[promises_to_keep]

"Oh, ah..." He thinks for a moment. How would he describe his life if it were a movie...? "Smalltown boy falls in with a bad crowd and gets turned into a killing machine for all the wrong reasons, fights monsters taking over the world, finds out his boss is actually to blame for the monsters taking over the world, darkness falls, everyone dies, yadda yadda yadda..." He waves a hand. "I mean, it had a decent ending, at least, but still definitely a saga I could have done without."

He arches a dubious eyebrow.

"Gods... that eat emotion..." Ooookay then. "I mean, I've heard of fad diets, but this is a bit much, don't'cha think?"

No worries!

[dogsanddaughters]

Miriam wrinkles her nose. "Well the plot gets points for originality, I guess. You got any cool superpowers to go with it?"

Because apparently that's a thing.

"Oh, totally. But they do. And it kinda sucks for us. So, you know. That's going to happen."

[promises_to_keep]

Lea snorts a laugh. "It's original, I'll give it that." Of course, Xehanort wouldn't stand for a story that had already been told. "As for superpowers... I dunno that I'd call it a superpower, since it's not a hugely uncommon thing to see where I come from, but..."

He holds up one hand and calls a tongue of flame to his palm, then rotates his wrist so the little flame can roll across his knuckles. It's just little, nothing fancy, he's not really showing off so much as demonstrating that he can do magic. Some worlds he's visited are rife with magic, and others seem to think it's a load of hooey. He's not sure what sort of place this girl comes from, so best not to start with something too flashing and freak her out.

"By the way, I'm Lea," he says. "And you are...?" He figures he's probably going to be here a while, since she says this place is like a horror movie, but she has also been here for a while. He doesn't figure most people would stay if they had the choice to leave, so maybe it's best to make a few allies while he's stuck.

[dogsanddaughters]

Oooooh. Miriam's eyes go wide and she leans forward without realizing she's doing it. Fire, fire, fire dancing over his knuckles. It's so pretty and quick.

In other places, with more supervision and fewer monsters, people might call her a pyromaniac. It's just that fire is so pretty and she feels better when she hears it crackling. But no one cares in Hadriel, so no one really pays attention if she burns a few small things.

Never anything that's alive, though. She's not crazy.

Miriam blinks, shaking her head. He asked a question, yep. "I'm Miriam. 'sup."