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Intro Log: None Hadriel With Left Shark

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for February
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: February 10th-16th
Warnings: Shark week

Once more, new arrivals will wake up on the ground level of the ruined colosseum. There isn't anything particularly comforting about it, either- everything is a bit cold and impersonal and there is, of course, the fact that nobody remembers just how they managed to wind up here in the first place. That can all be explained in time, though- until then, you've got quite a bit on your plate already.

And why is that? Well, that may be because you're also surrounded by sharks.

Yes, on land.

It doesn't mean that they're totally incapacitated though- you still have your two headed sharks, your giant sharks, and your sharktopus that are more than capable of flopping in your general direction before taking you into a death roll. And don't forget the (far more dangerous) sand sharks, capable of swimming through the ground as if it were water itself. You might want to start to find ~~a life raft~~ high ground soon.

But hey, if you manage to get away from the sharks, feel free to help yourself to one of the odd food shaped blankets. These cozy comforters are perfect for your new bed, but they tend to carry a faint scent of the food they represent, so be sure not to sleep on an empty stomach!

Listen to the Jaws theme, grab a harpoon, and get cozy! On your way to safety, make sure to explore the rest of the city! Find a house, a new monster, a project to help with, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers February 10th-16th.
► 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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Fortune doesn't favour Valentine today, period.

Danse hadn't seen hi-- it for a few weeks now. But its absence did not make the heart grow any fonder. Indeed, Danse was certain that the concern in its voice was a lie. After all, why on earth would it ever be concerned for him> it most certainly would have celebrated the destruction of the Prydwen: the death of everything and everyone Danse held dear. He had been a fool, to think that the vault dweller would be immune to the synth's smooth silver tongue. Long nights had been spent wondering what had gone wrong, how had she turned from the Brotherhood's hope to it's destroyer. And each time, his mind turned the blame onto two.

Who else but that synth bastard would have been able to worm his way into her mind. Take advantage of her naiveness to the ways of the Commonwealth, poison her heart to turn against the Brotherhood and side with the Institute. A raw anger roared, blocking all sight, sound and pain from his mind. Danse whirled around, an ugly snarl marring his face. Hands clenched tight into fists and he lunges at the abomination, intending to tackle punch the synth's face in.

"You!! I knew you were behind this!!"

See, that's the thing about synths. They're supposed to look, sound and act like real people. The only thing that sets them apart is that little metal compartment in their head, an unwanted reminder that their humanity isn't genuine.

And sadly enough, there are no metal detectors in the Commonwealth.

Danse glances at her and the blood on her, and his mouth twists into a slight frown. "Are you harmed, civilian--"

...bad habits die hard. Technically, such distinctions (civilian, brother, paladin, lance-captain) no longer mattered. Yet his tongue continues to fall into familiarity, and Danse stops to correct himself. It's then that he also realises his worry is misplaced. A second, closer look reveals that she's not hurt. And he recognises that air around her: casual, confident yet alert and ready for action when needed. This woman is likely a fighter, and since she's hurt none of that blood must have been from here.

"--sorry. No offence meant." She looks tough as nails, and he suspects she might not be the type to appreciated his concern.

"And thank you for the intel. Has there been any mobilised efforts to destroy these sharks?"

Edited 2017-02-11 17:16 (UTC)

[Unlike the many who woke up here, confused and unsure what is going on, there is one woman who seemingly had the inane sense to rush into the fray on her own accord. Rather than armed with the arsenal she's usually carrying, she is using one of the spears from Rage's armory to fend off the first land shark biting and wiggling her way.

[Not long after running the tip of the spear through one of its gills, she hears a girl's voice using a term of position Rey knows well. Slamming her boot over the long nose of the now-motionless shark, she swings her spear towards her right, and finds a double-headed carnivorous fish seemingly hungry for human blood.]

...Shit.

[She mutters, before hurling the spear into the left eye of one shark head, which seems to only slow it down.]

[prompto makes an incredulous face at the noodle one, but there's amusement in his expression. of course gladiolus would go for the noodle one. might as well be a reward for the big guy.]

[(that reminds him, he's also pretty hungry)]

Would he have time to check his phone at all if he were?

[surprisingly serious as far as prompto is concerned, but the younger of the two huffs a sigh and walks around gladiolus to sit down beside the blankets, also retrieving the phone he apparently has on his person.]

Might as well try to spam him...

[gun on his lap, like he refuses to put it away, and his hands grabbing the phone, he starts typing out... a less than subtle name bomb for noctis]

[Fighting off all those sharks had taught him that these creatures don't play fair. They like the element of surprise, and Danse doesn't want to chance a surprise shark attack, especially with a civilian in tow. He keeps his eyes on the road, hand held up to signal to her to wait a moment before he creeps up to the corner. After peering around it and finding the coast clear, he beckons to her to keep up before he marches down the road.]

You would have woken up with a new device on your person. [He replies, taking care to keep his voice low.] There's a message in there. Read it for a debrief.

We need to find the housing mentioned in that device. So stay close to me and keep communication to the minimum; these sharks react quickly to our presence, and I don't want to risk having our position exposed. [aka don't ask him any questions until he's certain they're out of the danger zone.]

[ It smells like cup noodles, it's a blessing from the gods and it manages to make Gladio smile, ok. ]

We can hope. If he showed up like we did, we'll catch him on his way out. Otherwise... we'll see the ransom note sooner or later.

[ Just being honest. Gladio shrugs even though there's an obvious edge to his voice. He starts getting replies to his texts, but they're not the ones he wants. Instead he turns towards Prompto. ]

So, talk. What's with you?

[he hasn't even stopped typing up his message, unsure on what to write, (unsure of his standing with noctis), when gladiolus directs his attention towards him. it's not unexpected, but part of prompto doesn't know--exactly how to tackle this. it's different had noctis found him, had noctis been here at their side already; but this feels like a vulnerability that he doesn't get to easily share with gladiolus.]

[at least, that's what he thinks.]

[leaving the phone be for a moment, prompto bites his bottom lip before coming up with an answer (the simplest one)]

The Empire messed me up. I was being held by them until, minutes ago? I don't really understand what's going on...

I'm afraid I would only slow you down.

[ Nagato didn't seem exactly bothered by that fact, leaning on a nearby wall to try and take some of his weight off his scarred legs. The situation was dire, but since Nagato was still half convinced he was in Hell so it wasn't exactly surprising. An eternity of death by sharks was an unusual punishment but it wasn't his place to complain, was it? ]

My mobility is severely limited. You would do better to leave me here and save your own life. I will be fine on my own.

[ Gladio nods. He's not gonna tell Prompto he's wrong. It seems more likely for Gladio to have forgotten then for Prompto to make up something like this. Or maybe that person on the network is right and they exist outside of time or something. Who the hell knows. ]

That sucks.

[ Here... u go, buddy. Gladio steps over beside Prompto and tries to put the noodle blanket on his shoulders. Never a man for words, our Gladiolus. ]

We'll find Noct.

[ That's totally code for "You're gonna be okay" okay?? ]

[ A practical blur to the eye, Rose is zipping around the arena. The greatsword suddenly appearing at Gladio's side, however, distracts her momentarily. Magic? Either way, that's super cool. So cool, in fact, that it takes her attention completely away from a sharktopus skulking up as she stands there.

But then the guy shouts and she whips around just in time. ]

-On it! [ As well as she can be, anyway. The woman might not be able to materialize a dagger but she can pull one out her jacket pocket and slash the tentacles creeping up on her person with surprising speed and precision. The creature shrieks and immediately withdraws as a couple of its appendages are lost. Now that it's taken care of... ]

Dude, where did you get that sword? It's super sweet!

[ Rose, this. This isn't the time for fangirling. ]

Before, Rose might have thought Undyne was some kind of yokai. In fact, she still isn't convinced that the monsters of the Underground aren't somehow related to her people... But she digresses.

Have some applause, exhausted fish woman. Rose sits a safe distance away from any sharks. There are some on the fringes attracted by the noise that she might have to worry about. She can handle herself, however, and so can Undyne by the looks of it. Even if it seems she's running out of steam, the blond is sure she can pick up any slack in case things turn dangerous again.

"Super cool, dude! You show those sharks who's boss!" Looks like Undyne already has (1) fan in the cave.

Language, dude!

[ Rose had gone to the colosseum to help out the newbies as was usual; she wasn't expecting, however, to see her orchard going friend among the crowd. He looks to be in better shape than the last time she'd seen him. Well. Minus the now missing metal arm.

Still. He's punching sharks practically into the cave ceiling so he can't be doing too bad. ]

And I'm fine. [ said, as she casually kicks a shark that's wiggling her way out of the immediate danger zone. ] Good to see ya' again.

[ He does have that effect on the ladies, what can I say? Gladio whistles appreciatetively. A woman with weapons is always worthy of his respect, that's for sure. ]

Nice one. [ He grins. Are you trying to pick up chicks while fighting g sharks, Gladio?? Don't. He swings his sword back around and hefts it up over his shoulders. The length on this thing is ridiculous. There are sharks around. Stop showing off. ] This thing? Think we picked it up in some cave.

[ It vanishes in a quick burst of blue light a moment later. That's just cool. He's definitely not telling her what she wants to know... ]

[ Rose is used to seeing people disoriented and/or upset upon arrival, but... They usually don't apologize for it. That's a new one. ]

Hey, dude! Not a big deal. [ The blond is like a literal ray of sunshine, golden hair and bright, winning smile. ]

You alright? Guessing you're new. [ She hasn't seen him before, anyway. And he has all the tell-tale signs of just being pulled through the Door. ]

Henry removed his grip out of courtesy, but gave the man a sideways look as he set his hand on his hip. With his shield arm, he pointed in the direction of the exit.

"Then by all means, leave this place. The beasts within cannot escape the colosseum while we may. I would suggest the clinic for the location of your next rest. 'Tis just oppposite here."

[ Another goat? Rose wonders briefly is he has any relation to the child she'd met not so long ago. Seems like being a pacifist runs in the family, too, if that's the case. Not that it's a bad thing but right now it might get him killed, so.

The woman uses her speed to dart across the arena and powerslide in front of Asgore with a dagger at the ready. She's already used it on a couple of the other sharktopuses skulking around and this one doesn't seem keen to have its tentacles sliced off either.

Intimidation seems to work and the creatures decides it isn't worth the effort; it'll shimmy off towards some other poor, unfortunate soul for now. ]

Phew. [ Seems Rose is just as glad to not fight as he is. ] I saved your bacon, dude! [ The blond turns around now to look up at him with a smile as she casually puts that dagger away back in her jacket pocket. ]

Guessing you're new.

Firo's not moping around town. He's just walking around aimlessly, and it's not because he's sad or anything; he just needs something to do. Yep.

He ambles along taking everything in without thinking too much about it--that is, until he suddenly comes to a stop because there is a large man holding a shark coming his way.

...And now there is a large man dropping a shark to rush toward him. Firo quickly wracks his brain for anyone he's upset recently who might want to send someone after him. Rey mad about his double? Nah. Nick mad about what his double did? Maybe--but by now the person is so close that Firo's jaw drops. He recognizes him.

Could it be a relative of Muscovy's? No, no, the resemblance is just too close for that, and the kid had only mentioned sisters, meaning that this can't be an identical twin.

"M-Muscovy?! What the hell happened to you?"

[...fella recognizes him. That's kinda not what he expected, since he's pretty sure he'd remember more than one human traversing the Underground. Kinda don't make much sense for there to be more than one - or, technically, two, one riding SOUL-piggyback on top of the other.

It sure is an experience, getting a skeleton to eye you quizzically without losing his grin, but Napstablook sure does achieve it.]

Do, uh...do I know you?

[And, uh, right - right, the shark is still there and now tryin' to work its way around the blue attack. Cripes, he really ain't as good at gettin' things to hold still the way -

Heh, yeah, nah, he's not goin' there right now.]

Are there more -

Well, uh...there sure did used to be. One other. Papyrus went missing, though, dissipated into nothing, and now it's just the one. He could make several successive jokes about that, as he's wont to do, but he ain't really feelin' up to it right now. Funny, right?

Yeah. Hilarious.

"Just me," he says, rolling his shoulders. "Got brought on through same as everyone, see."

Psht, it's nothing! [ Now who's the one trying to be cool? Rose can't deny she appreciates the compliment though. Hadriel's been good for keeping her skills sharp because, well. They get thinks like sharks randomly dropped on them once a month. ]

Man, if only I could find things that cool just lying around here.

[ 'Can I touch your greatsword?' is just a euphemism waiting to happen. Good thing she isn't about to ask. At least not just yet. She's gotta' get to know someone first before handling their weapons and all. ]

My name's Rose, by the way. [ Introductions can wait until you're not surrounded by sharks, jeez. ]

The sword ain't what's magic here.

[ I mean it's unlikely this girl is from Nifleheim, but it's no secret that the Lucian military has access to magic. Gladio flexes his hands before he calls up his shield and uses it to knock away an incoming (flying) shark. He could definitely throw his sword at it but he's having more fun fighting and focusing on that than thinking about where Noct is and how he got here. ]

Name's Gladiolus. But you can call me Gladio.

[Someday, this city'll get sick of dragging kids through the Door and dumping them into the underground city without so much as a by-your-leave. Someday, that'll work out for the best. Someday, kids won't feel the need to peruse garbage pails in search of something to chow down on.

Today is apparently not that day, and this would make the second or third instance. He slows his pace as he approaches, keeps a safe distance - can't ever predict how humans'll take his appearance, kids especially.]

If you're lookin' for garbage, I think I might be able to lend you a can opener.

[Ba dum tshhh]

[ It isn't often that Lunafreya finds herself alone; Noctis has appointed himself as her and the king's personal watchdog, keeping vigil over their every waking moments. While Luna can't begrudge him for his paranoia, she knows that he can't continue to go on like this. It's these thoughts that plague her as she walks briskly down the street, a basket in hand. Their supplies are running low back at the apartment, and she figures that a few more flowers could brighten up the place, besides.

She has, of course, told Regis where she's off to. She'd have told Noctis, too, had he not been sleeping the sleep of a dead man.

It's with great surprise that she comes upon a familiar face, injured and barely propping himself up against a nearby wall. Luna's eyes widen as her basket tumbles to the ground in her rush to get to him, the sight of blood causing her brow to furrow. ]

Prompto? Can it truly be?

[Alphys stays away from the colosseum as a point of fact, because the first thing she learned in Hadriel is that the Door brings in tons of monsters and, given the opportunity to Not Be Eaten, she is going to take it. But Sans always leaves, and she doesn't want to be alone in the apartment right now, so she's out, digging through old shops for more food and parts when she hears the yell.

It can't be. It can't be.

She abandons her current prospects, wheeling out around the shop, and ending up barely a foot away. It's... no. Remember. You've been tricked once before. Maybe it's more demons coming in, giving her false hope, and nobody's around to protect her now. She needs some way to be sure.

But god, she's never been so hopeful to be wrong.]

Undyne...?

"Underground?"

She sounds skeptical, though not even Undyne can deny that the surroundings remind her a little bit of the place where she's from. With a quick turn, she faces her 'charming'...captor? No. The eyepatch covering her eye shifts a bit with a bigger, almost dangerously toothy grin.

"Undyne! Sorry about before; you remind me of, er, someone." A metal someone. Who lays on her piano back home and chants his own praises. An irritating individual, but Undyne has never had anything against his lifestyle.

"So you're pretty familiar with this place? I'm lookin' for someone!"

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