ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ (
hadrielmods) wrote in
hadriel_logs2017-02-10 09:35 am
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- ahsoka tano,
- alphys,
- amos kamiya,
- ana amari,
- anne of austria,
- asgore dreemurr,
- asriel dreemurr,
- bucky barnes,
- chara,
- connor walsh,
- curufin,
- danse,
- dr. lee rosen,
- ellie,
- emily,
- firo prochainezo,
- frisk,
- gladiolus amicitia,
- hanako nurumi,
- hannah washington,
- hannibal lecter,
- henry percy,
- ikaruga,
- inquisitor trevelyan,
- jack benjamin,
- jamison fawkes,
- jill valentine,
- kate galloway,
- kylo ren,
- liv moore,
- muscovy,
- napstablook,
- natasha romanoff,
- nick valentine,
- prompto argentum,
- prussia,
- ragnar lothbrok,
- regis lucis caelum cxiii,
- rey,
- sans,
- shadow the hedgehog,
- tiny tina,
- tyki mikk,
- undyne,
- ushahin dreamspinner,
- uzumaki nagato,
- yukari mishakuji
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
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 finda life rafthigh 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!
no subject
So, with a curious thought in her head and far too much energy for someone who lives solely off of chocolate chip cookies and crumpets, Tina had made her way down to the arena, with hopes of seeing something badass.
She'd come prepared of course and was currently humming a little song to herself as she set up what looked like landmines, all in a neat row. Once she'd finished placing them all out, Tina skipped backward, passing each of the bombs once more, this time she sliced open a small cut from her thumb and splashed small droplets of blood on top of each of the devices. She'd heard somewhere that Sharks could smell blood from just a few miles away, all she had to do now was wait.
Clambering and scampering about, struggling to get her little legs up and over the walls, Tina found herself in an area only a few feet away from Junkrat, not that she'd noticed him there. In all honesty, she assumed the deranged giggling she heard was all in her head. ]
Ugh!! C'mon already~ I just wanna splod me some fishes!!
no subject
Without even bothering to ask her if she wants any help, he invites himself to limp over to Tina and take her by the upper arms to help lift her over the edge and get her back onto her feet in (relative) safety. Of course, don't think he didn't notice her comment in the process - and he's pretty sure he knows what she just said, but he doesn't quite trust his sanity enough to immediately take it at face value. After all, he could be finally be losing his hearing, or maybe it's just her accent, or...hell, just his overactive, wildly optimistic imagination.]
Uh.
[He sticks a pinky finger in his ear to check--yep, still works.]
...Come again?
no subject
Aw, snap gurl! Yoo jus' went and done me a flava! I owe yoo one!
[ Patting him on the back before she leaned over the edge of the wall, giggling out a little Hee, hee,hee~ sound as she almost fell clean over the side. She was too keen to see what would happen, she watched child-like joy most kids display on Christmas day. ]
Lookit! Here comes one! Oooh, and it's a biggie!
[Turning back to look at her rescuer, glee in her face as she pointed down to the arena area. ]
Dis lil' fishy went to market~ Dis lil' fishy sniffed a bomb! Dis lil' fishy was a dumb ass~ AND NOW DIS LIL' FISHY IS GONE!!!
[ Singing her made up song as she watched a land shark fall for her bait. As it neared the landmine, sniffing her blood before opening its mouth and KABOOM! Red rained from the sky, along with steaming chunks of shark meat and there was Tina... Giddy, dancing around on the spot as she was drenched in the stuff. ]
That was freakin' AWESOME!!
no subject
When she leans back over the edge, he reaches out and gathers the material of the back of her shirt in his fingers. He won't pull her back from the edge, but it'll keep her from falling if it gets that far. Hell if a kid's gonna fall back into this mess on his watch -- he's a criminal mastermind, not a monster.
Still, he's leaning over as well, trying to catch a glimpse of what she's all wound up about. Trying to follow her pointing, he first sees the horrid shark-like creature making a beeline to...he follows that vector to...
Oh my God.
He knows what those are.
Junkrat quickly escalates to the same excitement that Tina has, now also leaning dangerously over the edge to make sure he gets the best view. The stupid thing has no idea what's in store for him! By the time the explosion sets off, Junkrat is already overtaken by gut-wrecking laughter, arms folded over his stomach, barely able to breathe as the entrails rain down on them. He barely notices.
He tries to get a handle on himself as he hunches over, hands covering his face as things simmer down to a cackle, and even then it takes a while for him to get words out. He holds out his arms towards her, manic grin splitting his face in half.]
You--you did that?! Anyone ever tell ya you're a bloody roight artist, kid?!
no subject
Thank you~ My good sir~
[ Taking a little bow with a curtsy added at the end, just as another two of the landmines went off, one after the other. Light and color lit up the area, some of the air catching fire due to the chemicals and powers Tina had packed it with, not to mention a little glitter, just for flare. It was like a chain reaction of the other few remaining bombs, an orchestra of explosions and sound. Tina was in her element. ]
I'm Tiny Tina, pleased to meetcha gurl!
[ Hopping down from the wall, dusting some of the blood splatter and guts off of her shoulder as she skipped right up to him, offering her hand to shake. ]
Shawty got a name?
i'm sorry for everything in this tag
He watches in odd silence as she perches herself up on the wall, against a backdrop of glitter and explosions. He can barely hear her over the noise of her artillery...or maybe it's just because he's too awe-struck to be listening to anything right now.
She's got style. She's got grace. She'll blow off your fucking face.
Junkrat presses a metal hand against his chest, over his heart. Be still! Is this adrenaline? Is this a heart palpitation? Is this--love? The kind that only kindred spirits could feel? (She's also, like, thirteen, so don't take this to a weird place.)
...
Oh, wait a tic, she's introducing herself!]
Tiny Tina. [He's breathless. How could he run into someone like this, that gets it, in this kind of place?
As she jumps off of the wall, Junkrat doesn't hesitate to bow before her as if presented to royalty. He's almost twice as tall as her, so he really has no problems with crouching to get down to her level.]
Jamison Fawkes, milady. But please -- call me Junkrat.
[He reaches out to capture her hand in his own, bringing it towards him to ghost a kiss against her knuckles, then looking up at her with wildly enamored amber eyes.]
It's an honor ta be in yer esteemed presence.
Don't be! It's beautiful lol
Junkrat seemed like the kinda dangerous, nutcase she was used to hanging around with. He would have fit it well with Krieg or even Salvador from back home, he looked pretty bad ass too! what with that leg and hand and all. Tina had often wondered how long it would be until she blew a part of herself up and had to make some kind of mechanic limb. Heck, if it happened here, at least she had inspiration now!
As She stepped down and was treated like royalty, she almost squeed! He was treating her like a real lady~ And he had such a fancy accent too~ She made a mental note to invite him to one of her tea parties next time she hosts one. Smiling when her hand was taken and kissed, it was nice to be appreciated! Clearly, the guy had taste when it came to demolition and chaos! ]
Junkrat?? Gurl dats a real bad ass name! Oh oh! And it's one o'dem alliteration-thingies like mine! TT, JJ, I likes it!
[ A pause as she considers him for a moment. ]
I must say, Junkrat Sir, yoo have exquisite taste~ Not often a gurl gets to meat sumone who can truly appreciate my genius~
[ She was using her fancy voice for him, nose turned up and a crooked smile on her face. She had a feeling they were going to get along like a house on fire... Quite literally. ]
You wanna have a go? I ain't got more Pop-dics left, but I brought Boom Puppy with me! Here!
[ Dashing over to a corner of the seating area and unearthing a duffle bag. Tina pulled out this wonderful looking weapon and tossed it at her new friend. ]
Knock 'em dead! Yoo gonna loooove~ this!
no subject
She just won't stop impressing him. Someone who can truly appreciate her genius. She's just like him, but tiny and cute. She's just like him! And she even wants to share her toys with him!
He catches the large grenade launcher with ease, looking it over and figuring what it does and how it works in a matter of seconds of turning it over in his hold; it's like his own frag launcher, but...pink. Junkrat holds it out and smoothes his flesh hand over the kooky bunny emblem on the side. Mayhem.
He feels like he's going to cry. This is too good to be true.]
Eeeeeeeee...!!
[But he can't take this. Not when he's packing plenty of his own heat.]
No, no, no...
[He hands it back to her delicately, as if it were an honor that he felt he hadn't earned yet.]
I shan't! If I may, instead, submit fer yer review...
[Junkrat stands up straight and reaches behind himself, dislodging the spiked tractor tire from his harness. He drops it upright upon the ground in front of them, pointing it toward the center of the coliseum and holding it in place with his peg leg. A finger hooks itself in the ripcord, and he looks over at Tina over his shoulder with a wild grin.]
Check this out!
[With a full-body yank, the Rip-Tire roars to life and immediately takes off, vaulting itself over the wall and careening into the fray. It makes a reckless beeline towards a pile of sharks that have ended up tangled within the tentacles of an inept octopus-shark hybrid, and as if in a magic trick, the Rip-Tire and the pile of sharks disappear with an earth-shattering explosion.
Pentakill!
Hopefully no one innocent was close enough to end up getting hurt by it. Instead of giggling madly about it like he usually does, Junkrat turns to Tina, hands balled up in excited fists as he awaits her verdict.]
no subject
Watching Junkrat inspect her Boom Puppy, filled her with a kind of motherly joy~ She was proud of the alterations she'd made to the grenade launcher, it had proved to be a rather exciting if not somewhat unpredictable weapon, and that's just what Tina liked! Unpredictability with a truckload of firepower.
As he turned the offer up, Tina was, at first, a little disappointed. Maybe he was misunderstanding what she'd offered him? It wasn't every day she decided to share her genius with just anyone. However, the moment he pulled out that Rip-Tire, Tina's eyes grew wide in excitement. ]
Oooh~ Purdy~! I wan'it! Gimme gimme!
[ Making grabby hands at it as Junkrat set it in place and readied it. The second it zoomed off, she was smitten. Leaning against the wall once more, her eyes fixed on the tire as it soared around the arena, taking out almost everything in its final destination. The explosion was spectacular~ the colors and smoke lite up the reflection in her eyes (that lazy one drifting off to the side.) ]
Oh. My. God... That was FREAKIN' AWESOME!!!
[ Throwing her arms up in the air as she jumped about excitedly. ]
Holy Shit shawty!! Dat was! Dat was!! A motorized, spiked, explosive, projectile!?! That's the best-est thing I've ever seen shawty!!!
[ She was in her element! Breathing in the fumes in deep heaving breaths. Letting the smell of petrol and soot fill her lungs, was like any drug to a junkie. Her eyes were wide and full of chaos. ]
Boo... Yoo has to teach me how to make one!! I neeed~ one or I might die!!
[ Skidding to her knees, wrapping her arms around his metal leg and looking up at him with pleading, puppy dog eyes. ]
no subject
I know! Brings a tear to me eye every time!
[Without the weight of the Rip-Tire bearing down on his back, he stands up a little straighter, but it's not like he's going to get around any quicker. Not with her attached to his leg like that.]
Oh, I dunno, mate...
[He says this as he leans down, tucking his hands under her arms so that he can lift her on up, giving her a little toss so that she can settle into a comfortable seat made out of the forearm of his flesh arm. Hopefully she's not afraid of heights, because he's awfully tall when his posture comes back to him.]
Ya are askin' me'ta show ya how'ta make me signature specialty...
[He's grinning the whole time though, as if he just wants to see what she's try to offer in barter.]