Intro Log: None Hadriel With Left Shark

[hadrielmods]

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!

Comments

[occupiesvitalregions]

[Prussia nods along as Henry lists the duties, but it's hard to tell how well he's paying attention. He seems to perk up a bit at the mentioning of two things: training, and guns.]

Oh, so you can get guns around here? Or just the ammo? If that's all I have to do, then it should be easy enough to get stocked up. I did manage to get to the armory and got myself a sword. Felt good to be swinging one of those around again!

[He'll take a sash after looking it over for a moment.]

So when does training happen? I wouldn't mind whipping around people here into shape.

[hotspurred]

Not by ordinary means. Some residents arrived with guns; that is the only source of them. You might find one spare if you ask around.

[Henry is content to stick to the weapons he knows. As for the latter question:]

Whenever all parties who wish to involve themselves agree upon it. Organise training as you please.

[occupiesvitalregions]

[That's not great news. Thankfully the armory had enough of everything else to make up for the lack of guns.]

Great! People around here need to stop moping and get movin'. Maybe if they get some exercise and learn how to defend themselves, they won't all be so jumpy.

[He's a lot of talk, though. When motivated, Prussia's a perfect worker. Getting him to that point first is a little trickier. Just wait til you find him asleep at his desk.]

[hotspurred]

[Prussia had best be prepared for a loud awakening — say, the clash of a pommel against a shield right next to his ear.

Henry scoffs.]

Do not count on that. Still, it will not hurt to make the attempt.

[He then adds:]

I would like to put your skill at arms to the test sometime.

[occupiesvitalregions]

Anytime! I need to keep on my toes too. And I'd like to see how the other people on this Guard fair, anyway. Just let me know when you're ready!

[There was one other thing he's been grilling people about, while he's at it.]

Hey, by the way, have you heard anyone making any attempts to get out of here? Like, reversing the door, or tunneling out or something?

[hotspurred]

Yes. And in the year and a month I have been here, all efforts have failed. It is a discussion best for the network if you seek to pursue it.

[At this point, Henry is biding his time until after the last of the gods is revived — everything is bound to change then. New opportunities are bound to arise.

Henry writes down some quick notes.]

Have you a preferred weapon?

[occupiesvitalregions]

A year and a month...? [Ew. That's bad news.] O-Okay, I'll ask everyone and see what's been tried then.

Oh, I can use all kinds of weapons. From swords and daggers to bazookas and tanks. What sort of weapons do you even have around here?

[hotspurred]

[Once he is done writing, Henry sets down his pen and replaces his gauntlets, one at a time. He taps his breastplate pointedly.]

A wide range of weapons which one may find in my time, but none more advanced than that. The armoury is just opposite us should you wish to look for yourself.