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 She'll also give you a letter, which may give you more questions than answers since the information is a wee out of date.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

[mech_and_mutt]

Don't bet on it. I've got a pretty good thro--GAH

[That's the problem with pillow forts- the line between 'key structure' and 'upholstery' was blurry at best. Red had to scramble across the upper layer to keep one of the padded walls from being tugged out along with the sheet.]

Your hair's gonna be worse than that if you bring this down on top of you!!

[There's a bit of shuffling above as he tries to tuck the sheet back into position, but he peeks over the side to give a somewhat frustrated look to his 'guest.']

Not that I don't feel ya, though. You don't wanna know what it was like coming in with wet fur.

[witchwithoutacause]

Yeah, but it'll be funny if it all falls on me.

[ Her hair's kind of an intentional mess anyways. This isn't a very good towel, either, so she's just... making do. ]

I'm not catching any wet dog smell, so I guess you dried off pretty well.

1/2

[mech_and_mutt]

Says you! You're not gonna be the one falling from the second floor!

[...You know, as tall as a second floor can be in a pillow fort.]

But you'd probably break my fall, so that'd be pretty funny.

2/2

[mech_and_mutt]

...And I'll have you know I'm plenty hygenic, thanks. The old bath house ain't just here for show.

[witchwithoutacause]

[ But he'll fall onto PILLOWS. He's FINE. ]

Okay, okay, I guess a walking talking dog is probably gonna take showers and stuff too.

[ She's not used to furries. ]

You probably smell better than I do.

[mech_and_mutt]

Nah, all I can smell in here is down and linen anyway.

[After being here for a few months and continuous new introductions, Red's not even offended by the whole 'talking dog' thing anymore. It's almost become a routine.]

Take showers, pilot mecha, fly airships... there's a whole world of people like me back home, y'know. Not so much around here...

Speakin' of which, don't think I've seen you around here before. You new?

[witchwithoutacause]

And I bet you'd be the best guy around here to know that.

[ Hey, at least she's not actually that surprised - mostly curious, if anything. ]

Airships though huh? Awesome.

And yeah, just showed up in the middle of a hurricane. I'm Amanda.

[mech_and_mutt]

Maybe, if this whole place didn't smell like a linen closet.

[But he shoots a bone-twixt-teeth grin down at the little witch, ever unable to resist boasting of his home.] Yeah. Imagine if we had one'a those here, right?

I heard. 'Amanda O'Neill, professional intruder,' right? Believe it or not, you could've picked worse times to show up; when I first came in this whole place had an infestation of angry crabs.

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Too much fresh laundry drowning out that nose. ]

Oh man, yeah, I introduced myself. Anyways, uh, if you find an airship and you need someone who can jump onto other airships and raid them I'm your woman.

...how big were the crabs?

[mech_and_mutt]

Not that big, about the size of your--

[Hold on HOLD THE HECK ON HOLD THE DOGGONE PHONE]

--D'you mean you're a sky pirate?? That whole 'professional intruder' thing wasn't just a joke??

[Because if she was, Red had QUITE A FEW QUESTIONS HE'D LIKE TO ASK ABOUT HER VOCATION]

[witchwithoutacause]

Wait, you have sky pirates where you're from? Because I'm not one, but holy shit that sounds awesome!

[ Amanda does know how to sword fight, and she's really agile and knows how to be charming - she'd be a great pirate! ]

[mech_and_mutt]

Sorta, 'cept they're more like thugs. All cannons and extortion, not enough swords and cool flags.

Kinda liked the way you described it better.

[witchwithoutacause]

Aw damn. I'd be way more swashbuckling than that.

[mech_and_mutt]

Right? S'all about the flair!... though, uh, it'd probably help if you could pilot a mecha too.

[Beat. He gets an almost hopeful look on his face.]

You, uh... didn't stumble across one on your way here, didja?

[witchwithoutacause]

You say 'if I could' but one of my friends already built and piloted one, so I bet I could figure it out.

[ And then Amanda shrugs. ]

Nope, didn't trip over any twenty-meter war machines.

[mech_and_mutt]

It's not that big! Hang on, let me...

[He took a moment to reach back and pound down a gulp of cider-- he'd need it for the headache he was about to give himself. But even if telepathy was more than a little uncomfortable, finding out where Qri had stashed his mecha away- or even if anyone had familiarity with these sorts of things!- would made every last headache worthwhile.

At least he'd gotten better at actually sending the image; there was barely a moment of red, splotchy fuzz in Amanda's mind before a remarkably clear image popped into her head:]



Looks just like that! --ow

[Just as soon as it had appeared, it was out of mind and out of sight. Red was left conspicuously rubbing his head and wincing.]

...So I don't suppose you could figure out how to build one, too?

[witchwithoutacause]

[ Okay he's chugging cider and then thinking really hard-

Oh right, some telepathy bullshit right? So what was he- ]

Oh my god that's awesome.

[ The mecha, and beaming images into other peoples' heads. ...she probably isn't going to want to get a headache to goatse everyone though. ]

Uh, I'll keep an eye out but my buddy Constanze would have to show up to help you build one.