catch-all open log!

[rebells]

Who: Anyone and everyone!
Where: On the beach, and various other places throughout the hub island
When: Day 80, and the next couple days after
Open/Closed: open log for hub shenanigans!

[This evening, someone has placed an old, rusted-over camp stove on the beach near the coven's row of huts--anyone examining it in detail will see that it's not operational at the moment, but that could potentially be changed, couldn't it? If someone was handy with mechanical things . . . .

Next to it is a crate (which, from the weight of it is empty) and pinned to that crate is a sheet of paper with a map on it, something like a much cruder, black-and-white version of this:



with the following key:

1 - crags. Contain snakes which may be poisonous. Watch out.
2 - ocean, going about one mile out from the coast.
3 - lagoon. Contains thick reeds (could be woven or shaped into tools) and frogs (edibility uncertain).
4 - abandoned campsite.
5 - orchard. Currently, trees are diseased and bare. Plant healer needed.
6 - abandoned house. A family used to live here, from the looks of it. Still contains some useful supplies.

And there should be a 7 north of base camp with the notation "graveyard. Graves unused." but the player forgot and is too lazy to go back and fix it right now. Observant individuals will note that the map looks like a more detailed version of one hanging on the door to a certain coven member's cabin, one that has a note on the bottom: "Have information? Ask for Jay."

Other than that, it's a quiet night on the hub island. We've been here for a couple days; maybe you're getting restless? Want to check out that ocean, or lagoon, or even those crags? Maybe just go door-to-door in the beach huts? Maybe you're sick of shrimp and looking for other things to eat . . . hopefully someone's got a fire going tonight, and thought to kill a boar . . . .

What are you doing tonight?]


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Comments

OTA

[decipheringeye]

[ Well, it's been a heck of a month, between being whisked out of Gensokyo by mysterious forces and being attacked by malevolent monster men multiple times. Know what time it is? Time to GOOF OFF.

Earlier Kosuzu managed to salvage a couple essentials, among them a slightly-rickety fishing rod. Now, she's parked herself on the outskirts of the crags, feet dangling off a short cliff overlooking the sea, fishing rod in hand. It's quiet, and not much is going on, which is exactly how fishing is supposed to be on a day like this. Fish aren't doing a lot of biting, but that's honestly secondary to the overall feel of things. She wouldn't mind a little company, but she wouldn't mind just fishing on her own for an hour or two, either.

She doesn't know that this is snake territory, and is a lot happier for it. ]

[apatheia]

[did someone say fishing

2B unfortunately doesn't know or realize the danger that all these snakes pose, but it doesn't matter right now. She had a similar idea as Kosuzu, even coming by with her own fishing rod in hand after her previous fishing trip with Dirk. It's taken some getting used to after using her pod for fishing before, but it works well enough. Fishing is fishing.

She's a little surprised to see someone else doing the same though, honestly.]

... Hello. [Is there etiquette when it comes to things like these... She really doesn't know.] Would you prefer that I move to another spot to fish?

[decipheringeye]

[Oh look, someone else had the same idea! Makes sense, this seems like a pretty good spot.]

Nope! Fishing with other people is fun, too.

[apatheia]

Alright then. [And she takes a seat easily, setting a lure on her line before casting it into the water.] Have they been biting today?

[decipheringeye]

They're not biting a lot, but they're biting a little.

[Wave.] I'm Kosuzu Motoori.

[apatheia]

[If they're biting at all, that's something at least! For now, she simply nods her head in greeting.]

I'm 2B. It's nice to meet you.

[decipheringeye]

[A number and an English letter... that kind of name sounds familiar, actually.]

Say, you wouldn't happen to be an android, would you?

[apatheia]

[nodding] That's right. I take it you've met 9S?

[decipheringeye]

Yep! We've been friends for a while, he seems like a pretty cool guy.

[apatheia]

He is. [She agrees with no fuss. Nines is the best!!! This is probably the closest she'll ever come to actually using the word "cool" like this though.] He's told me a little bit about you, now that I think about it.

[decipheringeye]

Oh, really? What did he say about me?

[Probably only good things, right???]

[apatheia]

Something about trying to piece together what the Old World might've been like. [a pause] Although I guess that time period wouldn't be the Old World for you?

[decipheringeye]

That's right! What you guys call the "old world" seems to be a lot like what I think of as the "outside world". 9S and I have been putting our information together to try and figure out what kind of place it is, since neither of us have actually been there.

[apatheia]

What has he told you about so far?

[decipheringeye]

The main one I remember was working together to sort out what Christmas is about.

[apatheia]

Christmas... It's a holiday, right? I've heard that humans have a lot of those.

[decipheringeye]

I thought so too, but after talking with 9S, it kind of sounds less like a holiday and more like a protection racket.

[apatheia]

How so? [Despite being around 9S most of the time, she doesn't often talk to him about things like these. She's just nowhere near as curious.]

[decipheringeye]

From what we were able to piece together, the main idea of Christmas is that you put out various offerings in your home, then a saint breaks into your house to take them away. If you don't leave any offerings for him, he's already broken into your home, so I can't imagine he does anything good.

[apatheia]

... What is it that makes this person a saint then, if all they do is break into your home to take offerings? [Not that she really knows about religion either, but from what she knows of the definition for saint, that's uh. Pretty weird.] They sound more like a troublemaker than a saint.

[decipheringeye]

I guess... maybe there can be evil saints, too? I've only ever met one.

[apatheia]

Were they evil as well?

[decipheringeye]

She's... hmm. [ It's not like they ever really had a conversation, but... ]

I don't know if she's good or evil, it's more like... she's a politician?

[apatheia]

A politician... I can't really say I know what one would be like. [She hardly knows about religion and related topics, so this is even more foreign for her.]

[decipheringeye]

I don't know her that well, but the impression was something like... She's a nice person who will help you out, but if you get on her bad side, something terrible might happen?