hadriel_logs | It's Sushi Time!

Who: New arrivals and everyone else!
What: The intro log for August
Where: The colosseum and all around the city.
When: August 10th-16th
Warnings: Murdercrabs for the murdercave. A delicacy!

It's early in the morning when you feel the telltale thud of hitting hard-packed earth. Whether you're used to the feeling or not, you'll probably have a bruise or two from hitting the ground, which is another way to say Welcome to Hadriel!

In our beautiful city of Hadriel, you can find many treasures and wonders, like the creepy cat clocks, or the baby face cuckoo clocks, or some dali clocks, or... well, they're all clocks, and lucky for you, they all have different times set on their hands!

Be careful not to spend too much time lingering around with the timepieces, as there are monsters afoot! You should be careful or you'll be overrun by war crabs! These mollusk-like creatures are several feet in diameter and a few hundred pounds, so be careful when dealing with them! They're also capable of utilizing their steam-powered machinery to launch rusty grenades and musket bullets at you- don't think that close range is a good idea either, as their sharp pincers can amputate entire limbs, and they're quicker than they seem.

You might want to get out of this place as soon as possible- maybe one of the other folks around you can lend a hand? Sure, they might be just as confused as you, but there's strength in numbers, after all!

After you've 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 August 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.
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Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Thanks for acknowledging how cute he is, Prussia, but pUT HIM DOWN!! Being a potted plant means he's immobile for the moment, but in the short span between getting plucked off the ground and returning to his regular body, he does manage to angrily rustle his leaves a little.

John Frusciante, on the other hand, wrestles free and crawls up Prussia's sleeve. You now have a cat on your shoulder, dude.

...And a very upset man tucked under your arm. Nice sword, but can you carry Harlan one-handed too???]

[The cat on his shoulder is okay. Actually it's great. He loves this.

The man suddenly under his arm is a different story. Actually, he seems to carry him just fine, but the sudden transformation does throw off his balance a bit and he has to stagger to a stop.

Prussia drops Harlan, but then helps haul him to his feet a second later so they can start running again.]

Either once these things are dead or we get outta here, I want an explanation.

Edited 2017-08-14 20:00 (UTC)

[Sorry, Prussia, Harlan is absolutely not accepting help once he's on the ground. He shoves the other guy away, having had quite enough touching for one day.

In fact, he'd just teleport out of here to quietly regain his composure on, like, the other side of the arena, but this asshole's also stolen his cat. Harlan isn't going anywhere... unless Prussia tries to run away, in which case Harlan will follow, yelling.]

Fuck off. Hand over the kitten. [He holds a hand out. Give. Immediately.]

Um, you're welcome?

[Help a guy and get shoved for it? Sheesh.

There's a second where his eyes darts from the cat, to Harlan, to the cat again. It was nice to see one that wasn't one of the freaky cats that showed up here; the ones that have tentacles or a million teeth or whatever. He gently scoops the kitten from his shoulder and hands her over, frowning.]

If turning into a plant is your defense mechanism, I suggest you high-tail it out of the coliseum before one of those monsters just runs you over.

Christ, it's not a defense mechanism.

[Give him more credit, guy he just met!! He reclaims John Frusciante, careful to avoid Prussia's hands, and deposits her onto his own shoulder. Maybe she'll behave if she gets to ride up there... Maybe.]

I'm a sorcerer. That shit just happens sometimes.

[ah yes that explains it, surely]

That "just happens"? [His opinion on sorcerers just went down. Not that he really had one before.]

If you're a sorcerer, you should be turning the monsters into potted plants, not yourself!

[Speaking of, one was headed right towards then now. Prussia readies his sword and stands defensively in front of Harlan.]

Now might be a good time. Swords aren't doing a whole lot against all this armor!

[Okay but this fucking guy. Harlan watches the crab thing clatter towards them, and cocks an eyebrow at Prussia trying to defend him. Yeah, okay.]

Magic is complicated. The plant thing is rare. Chill out.

[Harlan sidesteps around Prussia and conjures a ball of acid in his palm. He chucks it at the monster and manages to catch it almost directly between its creepy stalk eyes. Nice.]

These things are cake compared to the shit I take on back home.

[Okay, that's pretty cool. But Prussia wipes away his moment of being impressed, and goes back to doing what he loves to do most: show off. He takes the opportunity Harlan has opened up for him, and rushes at the monster. He plunges the sword right into the spot where Harlan blasted it with acid. It's not pretty. Considering that spot was right between its eyes, the two attacks are enough to put the monster down for good. Prussia yanks his sword out of the creature and nods, satisfied.]

A weak spot. Perfect! That was pretty awesome, if I do say so myself.

[Harlan watches all of this go down and then nods appreciatively. Alright, yeah, that was pretty cool. This guy reminds him of Corbet a little.]

Not bad, man. Nice to know not everyone here is totally useless in a fight. We make a decent team.

Damn right. Fightin's what I do, and I'm the best at it around here. If you like fighting stuff like this, there's a great place here to do it. Well, kinda. It's way easy to get lost in there. I guess I can explain it all later, after, like the important stuff about this place ya gotta know.

[He waves a hand to indicate Hadriel in general.]

I'm Gilbert, by the way. Gilbert Bielschmidt. [He offers a hand for a handshake, still not quite realizing that being touched seems to be A Thing with Harlan. He's not the brightest bulb in the box.]

Oh yeah? [Color Harlan interested. He's been here all of five seconds, but he's already itching for something to do. Being stuck in cavetown sounds super boring???] That'd be cool. I read that guide, but I got a feeling there's more important shit to know than just what's in that summary.

[He glances at the hand, but just sticks his own in his pockets. Sorry, dude.] Harlan Halliday, and I'm not into handshakes.

[He withdraws the hand with a raised eyebrow. Now he's getting the idea.]

I dunno what's all in the guide. [Of course he hasn't read it.] Just go in with a few day's supplies and get ready to get lost immediately. The caves'd probably be our way out of here, except Confusion keeps them all weird so we can't get through. You'll just suddenly wander back out of them anywhere from a few hours to a few days. But really, there ain't a whole lot to do around here, so I go and do it all the time.

[He hefts his big broadsword over his shoulders like Totally Cool Casual Guy he thinks he is.]

I mean, it's boring when weird shit's not going on, amyway. Which happens way more often than I'd like.

A few days? Damn. [He's more impressed than intimidated. This still doesn't sound like anything he can't handle. Cool.]

Hm. I'll have to join you sometime, then. My crew and I do that kind of shit all the time back home. I bet we could make some headway.

[And he will quickly learn that Hadriel is indeed boring as fuck.]

It's Sushi Time!

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