[HUB ISLAND | NOVEMBER IC INTRO LOG]

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Who: The new coven members and old blood
Where: In and around the hub island, especially the mansion
When: Day 122
Open/Closed: Open to All

IMPORTANT This IC intro log is different in that all characters can tag it! If your character is new, please put [new] or some variant of it in the subject of your top level. New characters can also tag around to old coven members in order to branch out and get as much CR as possible!

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 eventually pass by to give you a rundown. She'll also give you a letter, which may give you more questions than answers since the information is a wee out of date.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 ▢ A few newbies may not be so lucky as to wind up somewhere pleasant -- it's currently flooding and storming...up a storm...on the island, which makes spawning outside very trying. Depending on where your character shows up, there's essentially no shelter around, other than some ratty beach huts. If your character's first instinct is trying to find a place to go while outside, you may be in luck -- that is, if someone else is outside, willing to help your character find shelter. B ▢ For those characters who aren't interested in the shelter of the mansion, they may be stuck in their beach huts. What does this have to do with newbies? It's hard to tell that these beach huts are occupied until actually entering them, which is what your character has decided to do. Oops...hi there, stranger. Mind if I stay for a while? C ▢ Other characters who happen to have the luck of a true asshole won't be able to find shelter with any such luck. They'll be stuck sheieding themselves from rain under a tree, in the forest or tucking themselves in a mountain cave. It's not the worst place to wind up, but it might not be the safest -- what happens if someone doesn't find them? Telepathy might alert someone to their presence, which can help with the rescue process.

For those that are lucky enough to spawn in the mansion -- or those who eventually find their way there, soaking wet -- there's a lot of fun stuff happening here! It's warm, inviting, smells like food...don't feel awkward. You can join the fun too! Brie has set up a few party ideas, even though it's not technically a party, in order to keep things light during the storm (which, coincidentally, she isn't very fond of). There's a lot to do, but also everyone has the ability to just chill and hang out in the warm shelter of the mansion for now. D ▢ First of all, there's a bizarrely set up snack bar in the main foyer. On a lot of boxes, all lined up together, are stacks of crackers, graham crackers, marshmallows and other dried snack foods (use your imagination, honestly). There are also tiny kerosene lamps so characters can heat up food if they wish. Alongside the typical snack foods are also more exotic varieties of snacks that Brie has collected, like dried and salty alien bug pupae and tiny trees in chip bags. There's some odd stuff there, and some of it may upset stomachs. E ▢ The large foyer of the mansion is literally filled with pillows and blankets. Most of them have been stockpiled and pulled from Qri's big caravan, currently located upstairs, and others have been pulled from every chair and bed in the mansion. Intricate tents and pillow domes have been made that snake in and out from one another -- some are more private than others, with other pillow circles built for communal spaces. It's definitely possible to get lost in this winding pillow fort, but it's also possible to have a nice, private moment lost in one of the winding tunnels. F ▢ In one of those foretold communal pillow circles, someone (who? you? me? who knows.) has set up a game of spin the bottle. Who knows how your character got roped into this -- or if they are actually willing participants, but this is happening. It's going to happen. What are you doing, oh my god HOW IS THIS BIZARRE ROM-COM SCENARIO GOING TO END...?? F1; Your character is doing the spinning, and another character is choosing to be the victim on the other end of that bottle! F2; Your character happens to have just had the bottle land on them. Who did it? What mysterious being do they have to smooch now? How do they react? G ▢ Another game is going on in another communal circle -- Truth or Dare! This game is also set up similarly, in that your character is a hapless victim or willing participant, but they definitely have to give someone the opportunity to confess something or dare them to do something ridiculous. Will they show mercy, or go in for the kill? H ▢ Slumber party activities aren't for everyone, and there's still a mansion to explore. From various bedrooms to a game room, there are a variety of rooms to wind up exploring and get lost in. Not exciting enough for you? Your character has magic! Maybe they cause a ruckus upstairs that makes someone investigate the loud noise or chaos. Maybe they walk in on someone else doing something with their own magic. What sort of scenario can you cook up? I ▢ Wildcard! How will your character interact with this new and unusual world?

Comments

[apatheia]

You've been able to keep your culture.

[She's not human so she can't even say any of that was her own culture, but she does think there's something... A little sad, in how androids have to piece together humanity's history now. What they did and how they lived, so much of that is lost now. Having people here of course means she can just ask them and learn that way, but given all their different worlds, it's hard to know if all she's learned here was the same back in her home.]

That's good. On my world, we've lost most of humanity's traditions.

[hearsthesea]

That's...sad. Is there anyone left to remember?

[It's not something she'd wish on any culture. Shirley can't imagine what she'd do in the face of that loss.]

[apatheia]

... No, there isn't. [She used to think there was, but. Well.] Some androids try to find and preserve whatever artifacts of history remain, but it's not a lot.

[hearsthesea]

I see.

[It's not like Ferines history is perfectly preserved either, but still they've made an effort for the major things. That's a responsibility of another kind.]

Do you know what they've found?

[apatheia]

A little bit. Admittedly, it's not one of my priorities.

[A combat model has enemy to fights rather than data to collect. She hums in thought as she thinks over what she does know.]

We have music still, although I don't know how similar in sound it is to when humans made music. Recently I've come across old documents like fliers for an amusement park and a "parking ticket". I've also been informed that humans were very fond of mackerel. [Listing it out like this, it's even more obvious just how fragmented their information is. Scanners had their work cut out for them, looking for the scraps of data left behind.]

[hearsthesea]

[Shirley's got no idea about two of those things, but she does know the third.]

Oh, mackerel! It is good when cooked, although cod and salmon were more common where I used to live.

[apatheia]

That's what I've heard, but mackerel is supposedly fatally poisonous for androids. [Although according to a joke end it's still worth dying for! Who knew any fish could be so tasty...] I've never tried cod or salmon though.

[hearsthesea]

Is that so? I wonder if they have any on this island. It's been a long time since I had them, myself.

[A long time since she lived by the sea, until recently. Shirley sounds a little wistful considering the possibility.]

[apatheia]

It's possible, although I'm not sure what they look like. There should be a way to verify though.

[Maybe 9S has data on them? If not, she supposes she could just ask someone to take a look at her catch if she doesn't know...]

[hearsthesea]

I might be able to help, if you wanted. It shouldn't be hard.

[Her power is gone (again), but she still has the knowledge she used to...at least.]

[apatheia]

Are you sure? That would help a lot, but I wouldn't want to take up your time.

[People wanting to go out of their way to help an android out with something so minor?? Wild tbh.]