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

[cowed]

[ she thought, huh? his frown softens when she trails off; poor thing clearly has no idea what she's doing. definitely not a position that he's familiar with (haha) but he can sympathize all the same. ]

In that respect, yes. [ though he hates to admit it. he looks out at the scattered shoes, ears twitching back at the sight of the teeth covered soles. ] Don't know who had the sense to give you that weapon, but it's odd that you'd wake up with that over shoes.

[leprotto]

I had it with me when I was at home last... I had just finished cleaning it. [It doesn't feel right to be caught out in the open with a visible gun: usually her weapons are concealed, and people think she's just a little girl. But she'd feel worse if she didn't have it...] But I don't think you're wrong... The organization that brought us here seems really loony. But I've never experienced anything like this.

[Kidnapping, yeah, but this is on some bizarre scale that's a little difficult for Triela to comprehend. She glances to the left, exhaling, clearly stressed out.]

I don't have any idea what to do next... I need to look for someone, but this place is seriously screwed up. Are you gonna be okay here, mister?