INTRO LOG: BLACK CATS & WALKING UNDER LADDERS

[hadrielmods]

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for February.
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: February 10th-13th
Warnings: Fresh meat, creepy moving shadows, terrible luck, the screams of your loved ones.

Welcome to Hadriel, new friends. While waking up on the ground of a broken colosseum may not be the most pleasant arrival, you can at least find comfort in the fact that there's no giant monster immediately attempting to eat you. Plenty of the people already here will tell you that they weren't quite so lucky. But - wait. Is that something moving in the shadows, or is it just your imagination?

Of course it's not just your imagination. That would be way too easy. No, arriving along with everyone this time are wraiths, vengeful spirits that enjoy darkness, shadows, and misery. On the plus side, they won't try to kill you. On the minus side, their touch chills you and saps your energy, as well as inflicting a temporary curse of awful luck. Anything that can go wrong, will, including (and especially) things that might kill you. Wraiths are subtle and sneaky, so be sure to watch your back. That shadow isn't just a shadow.

Compounding the confusion the wraiths can cause, you just might wake up to the sound of chattering voices - only to be quite alone. A small flock of jabberjays has come through the Door as well. These genetically engineered birds are capable of mimicking entire human voices and conversations - as well as screams of terror and pain. Initially only in the arena and bringing only conversations from their world, they'll soon settle throughout the city and begin to learn the voices of those living in Hadriel. Your best friend screaming bloody murder just a street over? It could be them, or it could just be one of these lovely birds. Don't let it stress you out.

Once you've escaped the colosseum, hopefully without accidentally impaling yourself on your own weapon, feel free to go explore the rest of the city! Find a house, find a new monster, or simply scavenge for supplies. Good luck, and enjoy your stay in Hadriel!

► This log covers February 10th-13th.
► Feel free to make your own logs, as well!
► All characters now arrive with phones that have network communication.
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Comments

[unmakes]

❰ oh, he thinks it's that easy? some people die before they figure out which way's out of here. his answer, for the record, isn't terribly reassuring. ❱ I'm gonna pretend that's like 50% more convincing, ❰ she says, reaching under her jacket for the nail gun strapped to her side and drawing that and a decent-sized knife.

then she turns back to cliff, walking backwards as she holds them out, one in each hand. ❱ Pick one. I super don't want to deal with worrying about you marching around here all pissy and unarmed and shit.

[thebigredog]

[some people weren't cliff. if there was one thing he was actually pretty good at it was surviving. especially while thrown in the middle of weird shit like this.

despite that, sally's actions with the weapons under her jacket is an entirely different level of weird than he's actually used to dealing with. he takes an immediate step back when she first pulls them out, then eyes the nail gun with a particularly disturbed look.]

What kind of shady fucking back alley shit is this? [he asks, slightly wild eyed (well, more wild than normal, anyway).]

[unmakes]

❰ her brows raise a little, and she tucks the nail gun under her arm to lift her hands in the (ironically) 'unarmed' gesture. ❱ Hey, I figured you wanted to live. My bad.

[thebigredog]

And you think fucking around with a nail gun is going to help me with that?

[he crosses his arms over his chest in a hunched and clearly defensive gesture. why does he always run into the crazy people, why is this his life.]