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 She'll also give you a letter, which may give you more questions than answers since the information is a wee out of date.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

[fastpaced]

C

[ despite being a true asshole this whole time, luck has never been able to keep up with this speedy hedgehog... until now. He was sleeping peacefully under a tree a good ways away from the mansion when the rain started. Now, he's hanging onto a branch of said tree for dear life, both arms and legs wrapped around it as the floodwaters rise beneath him.

If this wasn't the worst before (it was), it is now truly the worst (worse than the worst.) ]

I hate to say this, but someone please help!

[ at least the telepathy is coming in handy. ]

E

[ once Sonic has been safely transported out of danger and into the mansion - preferably by someone who can fly or swim better than he can, AKA at all - he's quick to go find himself a spot in the pillow fort maze and sulk. Or, well, dry off, but let's be real, it's sulking. He's wet. He's slow. And he's still stuck in this weird world with no sign of any bad guys to fight. Usually, it's hard to get Sonic down, but somehow, this place is managing to hit all his buttons.

He's wrapped up quite snugly in a blanket like a little rodent burrito, munching some potato chips(? they are weirdly pink in color for potato chips, but he doesn't seem to have noticed) with an annoyed expression on his face. Looks like he's eating his feelings. Or he is, until the bag slips out of his greasy fingers and out of his reach - which he responds to with a long-suffering sigh. ]

Hey, could you do me a favor and get that for me? I'm really comfy right now, sooo...

C im coming sonic

[lohengrins]

[ percival heeds the call for help immediately; he wades through the water, powerful strokes allowing him to maneuver through the flood. in due time, he makes his way to the tree sonic has attached himself onto — a foot presses into the bark, and he heaves himself up, climbing the tree in the midst of the rain.

yeah. it's uncomfortable, to say the least. ]

Drop down! I'll catch you!

my hero

[fastpaced]

You better!

[ enough with the telepathy - he's right there, and so, Sonic shouts over the wind and rain as sega intended. It's a huge relief to see someone actually come out to help, considering there had been no psychic response at all up until now - he was beginning to think he was up shit creek without a paddle here. Somewhat literally.

Now all he has to worry about is this guy catching him. He looks like a heroic type of guy, right? He wouldn't let him just fall into the water and drown, right? He has no choice but to hope so. After hesitating for a few moments (he looks like he really doesn't want to get anywhere near the flooding), Sonic relents, dropping down from the tree towards Percival and curling up instinctively right away into a spiky blue ball of hedgehog. ]

same

[lohengrins]

[ nah he's totally letting this blue ass hedgehog fall into the water.

jk, percival spreads his arms, managing to heave the big blob of blue fur into his grasp. he falters a bit, as sonic the hedgehog is UNEXPECTEDLY HEAVY, but now the issue is actually...navigating their way back to safety...

uh. ]

Do you know how to swim?

Re: same

[fastpaced]

[ HE'S NOT THAT HEAVY?? IT'S WATER WEIGHT??

this is honestly kinda embarrassing, but he'll take being slightly embarrassed over falling in the water any day. Sonic uncurls quickly, wrapping his arms around Percival's neck like an oversized koala. It's clear this is less because he feels a deep connection to Percival and more because he's intent on avoiding touching that floodwater at all costs. ]

Uh, no! That's the problem here!

[lohengrins]

[ percival is certainly scowling right now, as this furry creature clings onto him...i mean, it's not the first time a furry creature has clung onto him in the midst of a flood, but—

he manages to stretch his arms out, head submerged in the water for a fleeting second, bobbing up and down. ] You're— [ PANT. ] COVAGH [ PANT. ] MY [ PANT. ] EYES, Y—...!

[fastpaced]

Whoops! My bad!

[ he's quick to reply, even if he sounds more nervous and less genuinely apologetic, before... well... actually, how does he position himself to get out of the way? Sonic makes a split-second decision. He reaches up, plops one hand on top of Percival's head, and vaults over his shoulders in one agile motion so that he's clinging to the back of his neck instead of the front. ]

That better? Please don't drown! I'll be in a real pinch!

i cant believe i took 8 days to reply to this...gotta go fast

[lohengrins]

[ fire is weak to water, unfortunately, so she coughs up a bit of water, head continuing to bob as sonic...essentially piggybacks through this flood.

with a snarl, percival continues to make harsh strides through the water. the mansion is in sight, fortunately, but suddenly—

a log manifests and smacks him right in the face! it manages to snare sonic by the foot, pulling them both back for a moment. ]

Try! At least try! The force will help!

it's ok... i see how it is......... :'(((

[fastpaced]

[ you know what they say... you gotta look out for #1. Sonic is clinging to Percival for dear life, questioning whether it was a good idea to go with this guy all the while. Can he swim? He seems like he's struggling. It's not really giving him much confidence... Especially when it catches him by the foot. With a yelp, he's snatched almost entirely off of Percival, managing to grab onto the back of his shirt at the last second. ]

Try what?! Not drowning?! I am trying! [ he shouts over the rain, kicking his foot frantically to try and free it from the splintering piece of lumber. ]

E

[mech_and_mutt]

Seriously...?!

[Meanwhile, the guard dog in his hard-won, cushiony vantage point had already taken a seat with his mug of warm cider... and he was starting to think that granting Sonic asylum in Fortress Savarin may not have been that good of an idea after all.]

You're already down there! Why can't you get it yourself?

[You're on, hedgehog. Let the shirk-off begin.]

[fastpaced]

[ fortress savarin should be honored to have such a famous guest in its halls! even if he did just have to be embarrassingly rescued from like two feet of water. that's not important.

Sonic makes a small whining noise, pouting at Red (inconsequentially.) ]

Aw, come on. I just finally started warming up! Do you know how long I was out there in that storm?

[mech_and_mutt]

[Hey, just because Fortress Savarin has become an impromptu meeting house for the bipedal-animal-people-who-saved-the-world-against-giant-robotic-threats club doesn't mean sanitation isn't a concern!]

I had to warm up too, y'know! And it takes a while for all this fur to dry.

Besides, I don't wanna spill my cider on the way down.

[fastpaced]

Ugh.

[ he thought they were friends, Red!! He really can't fight that point about the fur, though, so for now, he gives up. His alternative solution to this problem? Roll over onto his stomach and inch towards the potato chips like a worm. His dignity and his speed: gone. But he's apparently past the point of caring (at least in front of Red), so he continues to talk normally as he does so, as if this isn't pathetic at all. ]

You got caught out there, too? Please don't tell me this place floods like this all the time.

[mech_and_mutt]

[As if Red could be one to judge. How long did it take him to get over the loss of his mecha? Trick question- he still hasn't shut up about it.]

First I've seen it get this bad. If I'd have known this was coming I'd have patched up that hole in my shack's roof. This rain had better not wash away my carp...

[...But as Red glances back down to Sonic's show of agonizing endeavor in pursuit of his chips, he does start to feel a bit of sympathy. ...Or maybe just impatience. Come on, it's not THAT hard to reach out and get it!]

...I got some pillows up here, want me to try and throw one to knock the bag your way?

[fastpaced]

[ this is fine. leave him alone. let him lay on the ground next to this bag of potato chips like god intended. Once he's positioned close enough (AKA so that he barely has to move his arms out of his cocoon), he snakes a hand out to grab a potato chip. ]

I thought you weren't helping, [ he responds dryly through a mouthful of potato chip. ] It's fine. I got it. By myself!

[ and he is grateful for the knowledge that it's not going to regularly flood like this and he therefore doesn't have to start investing in a treehouse to live in... he's just also a rude little man. ]

[mech_and_mutt]

I ain't heartless, y'know!

[...Dangit. Red knew this was just an attempt to be lazy. He knew it was just Sonic trying to push his luck and pass the buck. He knew it was a long way down and that Fortress Savarin would not last long without its keeper.

But that little blue prickly kid was just too good at looking pathetic. A long sigh was audible even from the ground below.]

...do you need me to get you a hot cider or something?

[fastpaced]

[ SUCCESS ]

Oh, yeah! Dat shounds great! [ he calls up from his spot on the floor, continuing to talk with his mouth full like a savage.

He's definitely just being a brat. ]

C

[equivalence]

[Okay so Edward is terrible in the rain. Like. More of him is metal than makes for helpful or useful floating. He's not buoyant. At all. But he's also not good at ignoring a call for help.

Besides, the voice is familiar right.

And he makes his way somehow in the right direction.]

Hang on, I'm coming!

[He is! And when he catches sight of the poor hedgehog, well.]

Hey... looks like you've got a problem huh?

[He's totally going to help. Give him a second.]

[fastpaced]

Thanks! You're a lifesaver, pal!

[ even if he sounds more than a little nervous, he's being genuine in those thanks. Drowning alone on an alien planet would absolutely be the worst way to go.

Sonic recognizes the voice, but doesn't quite place it until Ed appears below him. Right, right - the alchemy guy. Sonic glances over his shoulder to look down at him. He looks pretty much exactly like a drowned rat. ]

That's one way of putting it! Maybe it's time to try those invisible platforms again?

[equivalence]

That's the plan.

[Edward nods and takes a moment to concentrate. Okay. He can get kind of close, to where the water starts coming up to his knees. Any further and he's worried there might be a current. So from here, well.

A frown and he focuses, extending a forcefield out and beneath where Sonic is tree-clinging, angled slightly down to where Edward is standing.]

Okay. It should be right under you.

[Should.] See if you can feel it.

[fastpaced]

[ okay, so, the invisible platform thing sounded like a great idea in his head, but now he's looking down and seeing nothing but rushing water and realizing this is going to be a serious test of his trust. He grimaces. ]

Are you sure it's there? Like, really sure? I can't swim! Not even a little!

[equivalence]

Hey, give me some credit. I'm sure. I'm not gonna take a chance on letting you drown.

[Because Edward sure cannot jump in to save him. He sinks like a stone with the automail. That's the sad fact of that. If this were back home, he'd just transmute the water into ice, but alas. No alchemy.

So they're relying on invisible escape slide.

It should be fine, Sonic.] It's right underneath you.

[fastpaced]

[ it is a really good thing that he doesn't know Ed can't swim, either. Sonic's mouth presses into a thin line, and he stares downwards, as if the platform will reveal itself - but, of course, it doesn't, and he has no choice but to resign himself to his fate. ]

All right... Cool... Yeah, I've done worse things... [ true, but not very comforting. ] Okay! I'm trusting youuuu!

[ the drop isn't even that big, but he does drop, hopefully landing on a nice, cushiony... see-through slide? ]

sorry for the delay! :(

[equivalence]

[Super good thing. But in this case, they'll both live to see another day. Thank goodness, otherwise really, what was Ed's plan? He's not sure.

Nice cushiony see through slide it is!]

All right. Walk straight to me. You've got a little wiggle room on either side, but you know, don't push it.

[Super reassuring right]

[fastpaced]

[ He will take heart from the fact that he didn't just plunge into some filthy floodwaters for now. If he had, he would have been all right... probably. He's survived trying to run underwater through polluted oceans before. But that hadn't exactly been something he was hankering to do again any time soon.

Once he's landed, he cracks his eyes open - then, carefully, he gets to his feet, shaking some water out of his quills. ]

Huh... Yeah! See, I told you that power of yours would be good for something!

[ Sonic sounds more confident just having solid ground under his feet. Very gingerly, he starts walking towards Ed, putting one foot right in front of the other. For once, he doesn't think he should do anything too risky here. ]