[WORLD ONE | OCTOBER INTRO LOG]

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Who: The new coven members and old blood
Where: In and around the hub island
When: Day 92
Open/Closed: Open to All

All characters are told briefly what their powers are by Genette -- no extemporaneous details. For instance, if your character has the ability to detect lies, they'll be told as such -- no warning about limitations, repercussions or the like. They'll also be given a variant of this letter so they aren't totally ignorant of the situation -- though of course adapt this letter to the current setting and surroundings of the game.

This setting may be familiar to you -- maybe you caught a glimpse of it when you first visited. Maybe this is your first time experiencing this weird world and the panic is setting in. If you're totally lost, a tall human woman with a long scroll of paper will stop by to give you the run down. She'll also give you a letter, which may give you more questions than answers since the information is a wee out of date. (Maybe someone else can fill in some gaps for you). What is at first painfully obvious is that you're ill-equipped. Any magic or powers you had previously are suddenly replaced with an empty hole in your being. That's not all that's gone, but perhaps that's what's most pressing. Another thing you may notice is that there are others just like you, wandering around and just as confused. If you feel so inclined, you may want to ask around and see if anyone else knows what's up. A ▢ If one of your characters isn't looking to introduce themselves to others, someone's willing to do it for them. Genette is trying to make sure all newbies are accounted for and have a buddy, so she's grabbing them when she finds them and tossing them at the first coven member she sees. "Hi, so-and-so, this is so-and-so! They're new, so show them the ropes -- be friends, okay?" You get the gist. Your character may be paired up with another newbie, a seasoned character or both! Five times, even! Timelines in RPing are weird! B ▢ Let's say that instead of milling about and doing nothing entirely productive, your character has decided to try and venture off to find a way off this huge floating rock. That's nice -- but be warned that the forest is filled with interesting things. For instance, they've happened to find a hollowed out tree that happens to be where a hoard of land crabs are living. They move fast -- run quick! C ▢ Other characters may want to establish shelter before they do anything else -- and that's their right! The problem is that if your character wants to be well-supplied, they're going to have to do things for themselves. There's something of an assembly line set up, but not a lot has been done in way of making things workable. Genette wanted all new coven members to have a little food parcel to take to their hut, but time constraints, you know? If you want any food for now -- or for later -- you may want to cook some of this (poisonous) eel, salt some boar jerky or cut into one of these rabbits. You've also got some berries to eat in the meantime, if you want something simple!

By the time afternoon sets in, everyone should be a little more adjusted -- or, they should at least be a little more aware of the situation. From there, things still need to be done and exploring is always an option! D ▢ For those characters who want to stick around the base camp, there's something worthwhile in discovering the buildings around the area. One such building is the mansion, which contains extra supplies and a renovated kitchen. The kitchen is now functional with electricity and running water, with a few raw ingredients for making whatever your character would like. It's minimal, but also not totally useless. E ▢ If you mill about too long, you'll be put to work. Run into Genette and you'll be sent to pick western part of the island to look for strawberries, wheat and deer (good luck hunting if your character doesn't have the capabilities, but maybe someone else can help?). Run into Genette and she'll offer your character an ax to chop wood with (is this a wise idea? probably not), or a request to go fishing in either a stream or the ocean attached to the island on the eastern side. Or your character can do both if they so choose...? F ▢ With all of these new people milling about, telepathy is on the fritz again. At least, it certainly is for those who are new! Your character may not realize their broadcasting frustrations to the network, or maybe a stupid secret. Their mental filter is certainly broken, but that's at least a great conversation starter. Night finally falls on the exhausting day, and it's time to rest. Thankfully the island is beautiful at night, especially the sky. The night is filled with space worms, relaxing mist and wondrous sights in the stars. G ▢ Adding to the excitement of the beautiful night, Genette has set up something of a...talent show? In an effort to get new coven members acclimated with their magic, she's asked them all to use their magic in some way -- it may take a volunteer, or maybe they can show it off all on their own. In any case, show me what you got. H ▢ Of course, some characters aren't going to be up for this fancy display and will want to go about their own business. There are plenty of places to sit and stew on this island, both private and in plain sight. The stars are spectacularly bright, and the higher up your character gets the less it seems like night time. If they're lucky, they may catch sight of a shooting star, though it's of course much larger than usual. They're directly in space, after all! I ▢ Wildcard! How will your character interact with this new and unusual world?

Comments

[reckoner]

[ Three times. Counting this or not, it's a formidable sum. In any case, the point does still stand. As Sonic first said, they have only one means of knowing available. Again: a single track to run. ]

Unless we depart the beaten path.

[ Which, he does know -- it sounds nice and philosophical, but in actuality, doesn't mean anything in this situation. What would that look like, refusing to comply with requests to farm magic? Becoming an impediment to the group in a place like this would be foolish.

Gaelio shakes his head. ]

So it is.

[ More troubling -- it makes sense that Qri would choose a creature with such experience. If that holds, then there may have been purpose in the selection of every other individual, including two (and only two) at particular odds.

Without saying any of that, he simply observes. ]

She chose well with you, Sonic.

[fastpaced]

[ his line of thinking isn't too far from Sonic's - just more in-depth and intellectual. He's a simple hedgehog. All he knows is that he doesn't have anything better to do than listen for now.

He rubs his nose at the praise, apparently a little sheepish, but definitely happy to hear it. ]

You're right about that! Even if she took away the most "Sonic" thing about me. [ it sounds like it wasn't really her choice to do so, anyway. ] What about you? Feeling up to the challenge?

[reckoner]

[ A statement like that invites the question -- ]

What's the most "Sonic" thing about you?

[ Something sound-related, or an object? Qri had taken his mask, Vidar, the utility of which would have been limited here. It nettles, but is far from the most frustrating thing.

Nor is it, is anything unique to Qri and their new obligations, the most challenge. Gaelio glances away, his mouth shifting, not quite a smirk, not quite a grimace. ]

I have known greater challenges.

[ Known and continues to know. ]

[fastpaced]

Sonic speed, duh! [ no that wasn't worth a duh ] Nobody can outrun me. The next place we go to better have good vibrations. Or whatever.

[ everything here feels miserably slow to him, and he feels like he may actually go crazy if he has to keep wandering around at a snail's pace picking vegetables or whatever else. ]

Anyway, if you've known greater challenges, it sounds like we're two of a kind. This'll be a breeze.

[reckoner]

Duh.

[ A thudding echo, arguably more for the sake of repetition, the sound of it. His face expressionless for it. ]

What did she give you in return?

[ Close, it seems, he had been close to losing something beyond value. Suppose she had plucked Ein from his neck, rather than the face of his revenge? ]

A breeze?

[ Here, a faint incline of his mouth. Putting aside the slightly... different nature of his challenges... ]

Don't get overconfident. I'll have to look out for you.

[ And he sure wasn't taking seriously that friendship overture, so no, he doesn't actually have any intention of doing that. ]

I WAS MOVING NOW I'M BACK sorry about the delay

[fastpaced]

[ he waves a hand dismissively. ]

I don't need anyone to look out for me. Appreciate the thought, though, buddy. [ this is less sarcastic than it sounds. ] As for what she gave me in return... "Machine deconstruction," or something like that? I haven't really tried it out yet. There's no way it can make up for going so slow all the time.

[ he's being salty and petty about this trade-off. ]

HOW DARE YOU also i'm molasses period so

[reckoner]

[ That works out, given his insincerity. In fact, given that, his smirk grows a notice at what he does perceive as sarcasm. ]

It does seem a raw deal, as this doesn't look like a place with many machines.

[ He could be wrong, having only just arrived and seen woods and fields. ]

forgibe me...

[fastpaced]

Yeah, I noticed. But I'm pretty sure that letter said we're gonna be doing a lot of travelling. Who knows? It might come in handy later.

[ a pause. then, a frown. ]

Still not as good as the speed, though.

only if you forgive my molasses...

[reckoner]

Perhaps it will help you learn patience.

[ Not at he has any reason to assume a talking, super-speedy hedgehog is particularly impatient. Adapting to a slower world, however, suggests that as an inevitable byproduct.

Gaelio does wonder at the trade off and the granting. Had Qri selected the abilities, awoken something, or randomized? To speculate wouldn't get them anywhere. ]

In any case... I think I'll have a look around.

absolutely not

[fastpaced]

Hey! It's not very nice to say stuff like that about a guy you hardly know.

[ ... he can't deny it, though. He hates waiting. And his patience for being slow is going to run out very, very soon. For now, chatting with people is a good distraction.

That said, he won't hold up Gaelio, either. Sonic nods his spiky head. ]

Cool. Be careful out there! If you ever need someone, just give me a call.

[ he lifts up a hand for a high five. don't leave him hanging, gaelio. ]

k then we have no choice but to be MORTAL ENEMIES

[reckoner]

Isn't it? Sorry. I thought it was fine between friends.

[ No, he didn't, because they definitely are not friends. Regardless, though his smirk's largely vanished, humor keeps in his voice, a low thrum.

and, yeah, sorry, but.

He's leaving him hanging.

Don't take it personally, he wouldn't fistbump Prompto.

Having been looking down for the entirety of the conversation for obvious reasons, his rejection's clear by the movement of his eyes as he lifts his chin. They don't even pause on that hand, as though he doesn't see it. ]

You, too.

[ Gaelio turns, waving over his shoulder, a goodbye --

only one step before he stops, glancing back, struck by a thought. ]

But, If I need someone, would you make it in time?

[ because he's so slow ok stop teasing the hedgehog with such a bland face. ]

[fastpaced]

[ wow. rude!!!!!!!!!!!!! sonic is heartbroken.

just kidding - he can tell this guy isn't the best at the whole friendship thing, and so, he takes it in stride. Even the jab about his speed. He drops his hand, crossing his arms instead, and offers Gaelio a wink. ]

You can count on it. I always find a way!

[reckoner]

[ he used to be really good at it ok

A smile flickers in, out. ]

Right.

[ And he's off. ]