[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 She'll also give you a letter, which may give you more questions than answers since the information is a wee out of date.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

[witchwithoutacause]

Oh.

[ Amanda looks around - but no one seems willing to like, get grabbed as a demonstration. The fight is quickly going out of her.

Setting the bottle down carefully, she brings a hand up to her chin. ]

It's, uh. Fun.

[sulfide]

...I don't think that tells me as much as you think it does.

( Fun is also a foreign concept to him, so............ )

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Fun is practically Amanda's middle name - this might be difficult. ]

Yeah, uh, we kinda... enjoy... mashing our lips together?

[ Shit now it sounds really weird to her too. ]

[sulfide]

( ....If he could feel pain, his first thought would be ow. )

Wouldn't that break -- ? ( Oh, nevermind. These creatures have soft exteriors. That's not the least of his curiosities, though. )

And that's somehow pleasurable...? What does a bottle have to do with anything?

[witchwithoutacause]

Break...?

[ What? She hasn't broken anything and she's kissed some... some people. Not as many as she'd like everyone to believe. ]

So, see, we like it a lot, but it's also kinda embarrassing? Which makes it fun to do it like, randomly. So you spin the bottle, and you don't really know where it's gonna end up, at least if you do it right.

[sulfide]

I...see.

( It's hard to hold back some judgment -- animals and bugs do some stupid things, but they barely have brains so it makes sense. These sentient beings that can walk and talk and think like him, no matter how different they are...what's their excuse? )

Nothing about that sounds enjoyable or like it makes any sense. Embarrassing yourself on purpose is pretty foolish.

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Yeah, but they're also a bunch of hormonal teenagers. Hormones basically make you as smart as a particularly dumb insect sometimes.

Still, Amanda crosses her arms, seeming a bit offended. ]

Well yeah, but it's funny to watch other people get embarrassed. So, you gotta give and take a little.

[sulfide]

( Oh you crazy kids. )

...I can't argue with that. ( There is some amusement in watching someone fuck up -- not critically, though. Still, you'll be damned if you get him to embarrass himself on purpose. ) Why not use something more obvious...like an arrow? The bottle isn't necessary.

[witchwithoutacause]

See? See?

[ And yeah, Amanda doesn't want to watch someone like, accidentally destroy their life's work, just kiss someone they don't like. ]

Parties are a lot more likely to have bottles. You know, everyone drinking soda and stuff.

[sulfide]

What do you mean, soda?

( The ignorance runs deep with this oene. It's not like he needs to know, but since he's learning and all... )

[witchwithoutacause]

It's uh... a beverage. That you drink. Usually comes in bottles - sometimes cans - but like, it used to be glass bottles, and those spin pretty well.

[ And also free-refill soda fountains, the bane of mankind. ]

[sulfide]

I have no idea. I don't need to drink.

( Humans or whatever are so fucking high maintenance. )

[witchwithoutacause]

Oh. Hm.

[ There's not really much in common here, is there? ]

But you get that we drink stuff, apparently.

[sulfide]

I see what animals do, and you guys are just big animals, really.

( Except animals in his world just drink water so like...??? Soda??? )

[witchwithoutacause]

I mean, yeah, true.

[ Amanda's not gonna deny it. ]

We're just really smart animals. Sometimes that's good, sometimes we're real creative about ruining things.

[sulfide]

I would think so. Humans are 100 percent dead where I come from.

( It's easy to see why; they're soft and also do stupid stuff like shove mouths together. )

[witchwithoutacause]

Ah, shit, that's disappointing.

[ She doesn't sound TOO bothered by it. Not her Earth, not her people. ]

Any idea how it happened?

[sulfide]

No. But you're soft and still animals, so I'm not surprised.

( Ouch!! )

[witchwithoutacause]

Yeah, but look at all these other dumb animals thriving. Plants can't even move. Fungi... do whatever?

[ Life is all really fragile! Which is why she skirts death by all sorts of means. ]

[sulfide]

Plants and fungus are still around, so I think they had the right idea just sitting and not doing stupid things.

[witchwithoutacause]

Eh, we probably did ourselves in.

[ Looks at her life. Looks at World War Three almost happening. ]

...humans are kinda good at it, unfortunately.

[sulfide]

It seems so.

...Except you're still here, somehow. And you're human.

( At least based on appearances. Squinting, you are human....right......? )

[witchwithoutacause]

A lot of people here seem to come from different... worlds? Times? Both?

[ Just judging by what she's seen and heard. ]

Billions of us where I'm from.

[sulfide]

A handful of gems seems like too many at times, let alone billions of humans. Can you all even fit on the planet?

( Cinnabar just imagines people having to live on top of one another all over the place. )

[witchwithoutacause]

Earth's pretty big. We could fit like, twice as much if we really had to.

...it's not great for anything that isn't human though.