INTRO LOG: A TAXING JOURNEY

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for December. Watch your step!
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: December 10th-17th
Warnings: Taxxon-related violence, teeth shoes, general unpleasantness, mass confusion.

You wake up in the dust of the colosseum with no shoes on, regardless of the state of your feet when you arrived. There's dust covering your clothing and in your hair, but other than that, there's no signs of injury or bruising. You're also not alone- nearby, there are others, either still passed out or just waking up like you are. Feel free to take solace in that fact. Or don't- some of you aren't human, and are clearly not great people either. No offense.

To your left, there is a door in the wall of the arena, supposedly leading to the halls which will then show you to your freedom. To your right, and scattered haphazardly on the ground, are a myriad of teeth shoes. These shoes might be better than going barefoot right now, but good luck finding a matching set, let alone one that fits you.

When you do eventually try to escape, be careful. The halls are crawling with Taxxons. Large and grotesque, these caterpillar-like creatures have circular mouths and multiple rows of sharp teeth. Their sense of smell is impeccable, and they will stop at nothing to feed when they scent blood. So, you know, try to avoid stepping on anything sharp on your way out.

All done with the horrible monsters and awkward greetings? Try your hand at exploring the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies until your little heart is content. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers December 10th-17th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
► Characters may find their own shoes scattered around with the teeth shoes if you like.
► All characters now arrive with phones that have network communication.
► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!

Comments

Shiki Ryougi | Kara no Kyoukai | OTA

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

    ✘ AWAKEN.
[ While others are stirring (noisily so), this young Japanese woman remains still as death. With dust caked into her hair and along her face, most ordinary human beings would have been quick to shake it all off or sneeze whereas Shiki herself laid there. Partially out of the laziness she was prone to, but there were other reasons to as well. She could listen to conversations undisturbed and evaluate each of the others within earshot. Should she need to, she could use her eyes to see those beyond what her ears could pick up. That's fine and all provided no one bothered her while she remained sprawled out on the ground... but really, she looks nearly dead in her current condition. Someone's bound to check on her whether it's out of the goodness of their heart or out of interest of stealing the red leather jacket she wore. ]

    ✘ COLOSSEUM.
[ Once Shiki is up for whatever reason, she'll actually focus in on her surroundings and take them in with a casual glance around the colosseum. Has she noticed that her laced up boots are missing? It may be difficult to tell once she starts walking against the bare ground undisturbed, living up to the stereotype her clothing may imply. Whatever impression someone may get from that at least. A blue yukata made of some of the finest silk in her country and a red leather jacket that looks out of place along with it.

While her clothing has mostly been sorted out appearance-wise, her thoughts are more of a mess than usual as she recalls the dream from before. That had something to do with this place, didn't it? Hell if she knows.

Hell is this place. There's no sulfur in the air, but being surrounded by strangers was the closest thing she could get to it. Not wholly surprising that a sinner would wound up here, but did this mean the others brought here against their will were also sinners? She'll remain guarded and dismissive towards any who approach her. ]

Colosseum

[zen_en_vert]

[Bruce isn't actually inside. He's not suicidal, thank you- although actually the real danger is more to do with him getting hit with something, hulking out and taking out the whole damn building and everyone in it.

He contents himself with waiting outside with a first aid kit, for incoming wounded or news of incapacitated bodies inside. He lifts his hand in a greeting, and runs towards the door as soon as he sees someone coming out.]

Are you hurt?

[peoplediewhenikillthem]

[ Shiki carries herself with a sluggish gait but it isn't because she's injured. Yes, it has little to do with that and everything to do with how lazy she feels in the situation. Traveling through a bunch of hungry worms with teeth might have resulted in injury had she bothered to stick around.

Instead she left that to those who were willing to show they can fight and slipped by. ] Do I look it or something?

[ Maybe, but she does look perplexed he asked. ] Forget it. What're you doin out here in the first place?

[zen_en_vert]

[Bruce pulls up short, well back from her. It's not her gait, though he sees it now. It's that;]

I know it's hell in there this time of the month, and that people come out in quite a state. There are often monsters, sometimes bad ones.

Actually- universally pretty bad ones.