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ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴅᴛᴇᴀᴍ ᴏғ ʜᴀᴅʀɪᴇʟ ([personal profile] hadrielmods) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2017-02-10 09:35 am

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!
journalname: (🔱 watching)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-16 12:19 am (UTC)(link)
[Asgore certainly never does. He knows he should. But it is a deliberate choice - he does a lot of things he knows he shouldn't.]

I see.

[That's something of a relief. He doesn't have to be the one to tell his children about all the murder he's committed in their name.

...in Asriel's name, really. He knows neither of them would want that, but you can't even really pretend it was for Chara in any way. The fallen children were no different from them.

He's going to be around the last human far longer than he thought, now. He will ask them their name himself when he sees them next.]


How have they been? Are they keeping safe? [Them in totality, that is, not the last human.] Who is taking care of them?
skelebro: (nah we're all good here)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-16 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
They're all lookin' after each other.

[And he's kinda...vaguely there for all of 'em. Vaguely, 'cause hell if he can say he's actually someone you'd think was reliable in any way, shape, or form. Ain't like he's ever there for any of 'em when it really counts. He knows how it goes. They all know how it goes, with him.

He'll let them down.

He will always, always let them down.]


And I, uh...I check in. When I can.

[When he can be assed to give a damn. Once a week, maybe.]
journalname: (🔱 there's a ghost in the house)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-16 02:10 am (UTC)(link)
...ah.

[On one hand, he doesn't necessarily think he can really expect Sans to adopt three children all on his own simply because they are Asgore's children (and his attempted victim?). That is a lot of responsibility, and while Asgore trusts Sans...he knows he is not really the type.

But on the other, really? No one has thought to take in three wandering children?]


Thank for you checking in, then. But I think I had best go and find them. [what have they been eating do any of them know how to cook without substituting ingredients for poison????]
skelebro: (it just doesnt matter)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-16 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[He ain't exactly what you'd call a responsible adult, nah. And they're all pretty self-sustaining, used to takin' care of themselves. But it'd probably be best, for everyone, if they have somebody in their lives who can actually take care of 'em.]

You should have a, uh...a phone on ya. There's a map of the city there, if y'need it.

[Hopefully his fingers won't be too big for the keys. It's been an issue before, briefly.]
journalname: (🔱 faded)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-18 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
Oh...

[It takes him a moment, finding first his original phone and then the second one. The first one gets put back away again - useless, without its signal from the Underground.

The second one is definitely not quite conveniently-sized. But Asgore is pretty used to that.]


Oh, I see. That's very useful. How did this get here?
skelebro: (no offense but wtf)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-18 04:45 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hopefully he’ll figure out how to work it all right. Alphys can teach him, if he ends up havin’ difficulties. She’d probably be overjoyed to get to chat with “Mr. Dreamy” one-on-one. And that’s super rude for him to be thinking, so he keeps that little thought to himself.]

Most new arrivals end up with one. There’s a, uh, guide and everything. Can’t say the guy who wrote it was real nice about it, but at least it gives you the basics.
journalname: (🔱 hold on)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-20 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
That is alright, then. I cannot imagine he was very happy to find himself here.

[It was quite nice of him to make a guidebook for others anyway! Asgore pages through it, or at least attempts to.]

skelebro: (you ok bro)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-20 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
But, uh...yeah. I can show you which Spire belongs to the three of 'em on that map there.

[He points it on with a single bony phalanx. 'Round about Spire Three, if memory serves. It usually does. His memory's just about the only good thing to him.]
journalname: (🔱 skylight)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-20 02:23 am (UTC)(link)
Ah, I see.

[He leeeeans over to peer at the map, then up at the Spire. One, two, three...] That one there?
skelebro: (im always smiling)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-20 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Those big paws are probably not gonna be a lotta help when navigating the network but - eh, he'll figure it out. He's adaptable. Probably.]

That's the one. One of 'em's probably around. If not, you can wait for them there, or...just try and call one of 'em. Phone's automatically come with everybody's contacts.
journalname: (🔱 second thoughts)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-20 03:51 pm (UTC)(link)
I see. Thank you, Sans.

[Asgore straightens, and hesitates. He would very much like to go there directly...but it doesn't seem entirely safe out here. Sans can defend himself, but he is not the most durable of monsters, and now that Asgore is here, he's responsible for his welfare too.]

Will you be alright? There are...sharks...out here, the streets may not be safe.
skelebro: (ayyyyyy lmao)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-20 06:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Nah, I'll be good. I gotta make sure Alphys is doin' all right.

[Knowing her, she's probably hidden out in House Number Three, per the norm. Gives him a nice excuse to nip on outta here before anything gets messier than it is.]
journalname: (🔱 tired king)

[personal profile] journalname 2017-02-22 01:47 am (UTC)(link)
Very well. [He still doesn't feel right about leaving, but he wouldn't feel right about going with Sans either, or god forbid asking him to come along. So.] Stay safe. I shall call you.
skelebro: (it just doesnt matter)

[personal profile] skelebro 2017-02-22 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
You too, buddy. Good luck.

[There's a line from the old script, somethin' like, 'cause someone out there cares but - it wouldn't be real pertinent, he thinks, given everything.

So he simply leaves it at that, and absconds to make his way home.]