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hadriel_logs2017-03-10 09:15 am
hadrielmods) wrote in hadriel_logs2017-03-10 09:15 am
Entry tags:
- *intro log,
- adam parrish,
- alphys,
- anne of austria,
- ardyn izunia,
- armitage hux,
- beth washington,
- bucky barnes,
- danse,
- dr. lee rosen,
- duck,
- dylan blake,
- emily kaldwin,
- firo prochainezo,
- gladiolus amicitia,
- hannah washington,
- henry percy,
- ikaruga,
- jacob frye,
- jill valentine,
- john watson,
- johnny storm,
- leliana,
- maketh tua,
- matt murdock,
- mettaton,
- mikoto suoh,
- morgan walker,
- napstablook,
- natasha romanoff,
- ned wynert,
- noctis lucis caelum,
- prussia,
- ray shin fang,
- richie gecko,
- romulus hart,
- sans,
- sherlock holmes,
- shuuya kano,
- steve rogers,
- the outsider,
- tyki mikk,
- yehudit/ravine,
- yukari mishakuji
Intro Log: Welcome to the Snave (snake cave)
Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for March
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: March 10th-15th
Warnings: Snakes! Snakes! It's a snake!
What: The intro log for March
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: March 10th-15th
Warnings: Snakes! Snakes! It's a snake!
Good morning, new arrivals! Or, well, it's probably morning. The sun is up, anyway. Okay - not the sun, but that ball of light at the top of the cave that functions as the sun, anyway. Whatever. The point is you've woken to find yourself on the floor of Hadriel's colosseum. You may be wondering where you are and what you're doing here, but what you should be wondering is how fast you need to run to get away from a three-headed snake.
You're not the only one who just woke up. Also to be found in the arena, angry and confused, are Runespoors - large three-headed snakes. Only one of the heads is venomous, but all of them are perfectly willing to take a bite out of you if you get too close - or if you annoy it. If you're lucky, an attacking Runespoor may distract itself via infighting between the three heads, giving you time to run. If not, well, let's just hope you can fight off all three heads at once!
But that's not the only thing you might find. Also scattered around the colosseum floor are what look like tasty snacks. Popsicles, cheese, even toast! Unfortunately, if you get hungry and take a bite, you will quickly discover that each and every one of these is actually soap. So that's great. Maybe the Door thinks everyone needs to shower more? You can also find a few that actually look like soap, and if you're really lucky, you might stumble across the rare and coveted 'pile of baby hands' soap.
With luck, you didn't get eaten by a snake or accidentally eat a piece of soap. Once you find your way out of the colosseum there's plenty of other distractions. Feel free to go 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 March 10th-15th.
► 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!
Sherlock Holmes | OTA
[Sherlock opens his eyes and finds himself looking around at a scene that doesn't make any sense. For a moment he's taken aback, but the only outward indication of this is the slightest lift of his eyebrows as his gaze swings around.
This is not his flat. This is not London. This is not anywhere he's seen before -- he doesn't even have to really wrack his brain for that realization. Something to do with the three-headed snake he's currently staring down.]
Have I been drugged? Some hallucinogen...
[Sherlock mutters to himself. Wouldn't be the first time. Wouldn't be the first time he drugged himself either, but this seems different. The snake makes a lunge and Sherlock takes a quick step back, the serpent following. Sherlock is way too annoyed for this, and he snaps at the snake like it'll at all care,] Oh come off it. I don't have time for this!
[Option 2 - Around about the city]
[By now, Sherlock has decided that this hallucination or strange new world or whatever the hell it was, it wasn't going to be over any time soon. It was seemingly real and lasting enough that he probably ought to acclimate himself. The fact that John is here as well has settled him somewhat. But only somewhat.
But idleness will only drive him mad with boring. He'll make the most of this mystery, absurd as it may be. Long coat wrapped close, scarf tucked about his neck, Sherlock is striding through the city and making a mental map of the streets and alleys, the geography of this prison he's currently found himself in. Sherlock alternates between the map on his phone and his surroundings.] Hardly the pinnacle of urban planning.
[And then, abruptly, should you happen to be near.] You. How long have you been in this place?
[Option 3 - Wildcard]
[Sherlock can be found basically anywhere, so feel free to hit him with some other scenario.]
2
She's had a long day. The monsters are faster than usual and she's been bitten twice. Thankfully she's managed to avoid the venom or the day would be feeling much longer indeed.
She frowns at the man, eying him up and down with open suspicion. No one she recognizes.]
Long enough. Read the guide on your phone. I have work to do.
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[Because Sherlock Holmes is arrogant enough to assume he can figure this place out if he just has enough data. His track record on similar situations is impressive enough, but there is a voice at the back of his mind that wonders if this subterranean city is too different.
His gaze swings over this woman curiously. Something distinctly military certainly -- though a great deal more rigid than even the former military man he's most familiar with. Hmm.]
Oh yes, though you've clearly already been hard at work. My question is... is it official or do you take it on out of some lingering sense of duty? Altruism? Ah, or boredom? [No, no that last one sounds more like him. Is he projecting?]
no subject
[Maketh gives him a warning look. She doesn't care for his tone. It reminds her of the instructors she'd known in the Academy - like he's owed the answers, somehow. Not a welcome memory. She pats the blue sash wrapped tight around her arm. Normally it doesn't serve as a makeshift bandage, but she's been forced to improvise. Hadriel does that to people. Makes them adapt and change in unexpected and occasionally unwelcome ways.]
My Guardsmen serve proudly and with honor. I serve because someone must. If you are going to stand in my way, sir, I suggest that you refrain from pointless questions.
2
[Rosen, laden down with several reams of writing paper, had overheard Sherlock muttering. This man seems agitated to say the least, but also determined.]
Are you new, by any chance?
no subject
I am that. Fresh off the...
[He trails off. Well. Whatever means of transportation it is that drops them in his strange and inexplicable place.]
Well. Whatever it may be, here I am. And you are... not "new."
no subject
[He arches a brow before shaking his head]
I'm not. In any sense of the word.
[It may or may not be that being surrounded by people mostly under thirty is making him feel his age a bit]
Your name?
1
Speaking of amusing, this man's reaction to a three headed snake is just that. She approaches swiftly, taking off all three snake heads with a single slice of her sword. She stops then, checking him over for signs of snake bites.]
You may wish to reflect on your current state in town rather than here, sir.
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[There are half a dozen possibilities, but the most likely is still a terrible hallucinogenic trip. It wouldn't be all that different than what had happened with the hound now would it?
Though that had been a terrible moment or two for him while he couldn't trust his senses.]
...well. That was efficient. [Three in one stroke. Not bad.]
I'm still not convinced this is actually happening. What precisely will I find in this town?
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[She flicks a little snake blood off of her blade in a quick motion before sheathing it again tidily.]
Within the town, you will find a medical clinic, an orchard, a bar, an armory, a mostly useless library, some shops, a building for the town guard, oddly shaped houses, apartments within spires, and a bar. There is no currency here. The people within this community use a barter system. The water is drinkable. Some people have been here for over a year and not become sick from drinking it.
[Never let it be said that she's not thorough.]
2
It's been a few months by now, I believe. I take it you've just arrived?
[So it's that time of the month again. He hadn't been paying attention since there had been other things on his mind and he hadn't been getting out as often.]
I'm sure you'll find this place interesting.
no subject
[Look he's no expert on physics or the solar system (ask John) but the days seem to be regulated between daylight and darkness in a predictable cycle. Easy enough to measure days precisely, isn't it? Then again, perhaps that's an unimportant detail.]
But yes, just arrived. [A faint lift of his eyebrows.] Oh yes, it is interesting. Certainly. Infuriating. Impossible, but somehow happening.
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[Which was a source of endless frustration for Hux. He would give anything for even a small droid at this rate. But he had to get used to a lot of things in the cave.]
The impossible tends to happen a great deal here. It's difficult to find logical explanations sometimes when dealing with beings who consider themselves gods. Have you met any of them so far?