[OPENING] island hub - day 1

[spellbindmods]

Who: All Characters
Where: Main Hub
When: Day 1
Open/Closed: Open to All

TDM threads can be considered canon if you so choose, they contain the power that you apped with and both parties confer that the thread is canon.

For characters that were on the TDM and who were not accepted/didn't app, these characters will be considered dropped characters that were magicked away.

Night has fallen upon everyone. It's thus far been an eventful day -- you've met some new people, discovered some new aspects of yourself that weren't there before you appeared here (however that might have happened). The original inhabitants of the island have been working hard to prepare a few things. One activity might have been one you were a part of, but there's still time to get your hands dirty. A ▢ Brie has rolled out a large copper pot and created a pit on the beach. It's unrealistic to think everyone can subsist on the few foods she's collected from other words and boar jerky alone. She's got a few boar carcasses sitting on the beach that need attending to as well. Your characters can help feed themselves and others, and here's what needs to be done: Fire needs to be started for cooking the meat AND a large bonfire for light and warmth. The large copper bowl needs to be filled with water. Crabs need to be bravely collected from the bath house for boiling. The boar needs to be either cut up for kebabs or stuck through. Does your character know anything about spit-roasting? Any other helpful magical skills are welcome to help make food. Post feasting, there are dozens of crabs and a pile of roasted boar meet that are up for eating. Even if you didn't offer to help in making any of the food, they're open to eat it -- even if the true helpers may give you dirty looks. The boar is fine, if not a little bland and chewy, but it's probably better than the jerky. The crab is delicious, if not a little tasteless...there problem with the crab isn't exactly the taste, though. B ▢ The crab isn't a species that's immediately edible for most species, though your character will grow to get used to it eventually. For now, the meat isn't settling well within your character's system. Your character will experience sweats, a high fever, blurred vision, potential vomiting, hives...it's very obvious their body is rejecting the unfamiliar meat. This may also cause a bit of an issue with your character's powers. They're still getting physically and mentally acclimated to these new changes, so expect their telepathy and magic to go a little haywire.

It's almost completely dark outside when the next event of the evening happens. You're living your life when you see it out of the corner of your eye -- it's absolutely hard to miss. What you see is a large lit caravan, larger than even an army tank. It's bright white and shining, covered with golden, ornate details that emanate an even more dazzling sparkle. The entire thing is aglow, and it's quickly coming towards the large bonfire that's been made. It's not rolling across the sand, but instead it's floating, and so is a matching trunk that's sailing along next to a figure beside the caravan. C ▢ A tall, slender woman has also come along with the large caravan, quickly opening the trunk that eventually lands on the sand with a large thud. She's handing out sacks, very similar to the ones previously in the large lobster cage. These contain a parka, a type of candy of your choice, a bottle of water, a large shard from a broken mirror and a letter rolled up and bound with a roll of twine. There are two other thread options associated with this prompt: Genette's top level and her telepathy training post. Around the same time as Genette is handing out this new little goody bag, you suddenly receive a telepathic message. It might seem a little strange at first -- but on that note, what about tonight isn't strange? D ▢ The telepathic message your character will receive is a simple one: Hello. It shows up in text form across your character's line of vision and it doesn't go away until they respond back, though the message that's sent out won't go to the original telepath. Instead it will ping pong to a random person in the group. You've made a new friend! After you've met Genette, she's also got a few more supplies that she pulls out a small door in the base of the caravan. She's insistent that you only get two items, since there aren't exactly a lot of them to go around! E ▢ The last of the starter supplies are being handed out, and these are items that are more cumbersome or rare -- they may not be immediately useful for your character, but maybe you can make use of them somehow, whether eventually in another world or with your power. An electronic/technology: these can be as obvious as an MP3 player, as useless as a garage door motor or as scandalous as a Hitachi Magic Wand. If it can be powered by electricity or batteries, there's a tub of them. They're also partially charged if they don't need constant electricity to work. A fashion accessory: there are a lot of these, surprisingly. Flower crowns, belts, bras, shoes, earrings, other types of jewelry. Your character can look cute while suffering from crab vomiting. Books and stationary: maps of various worlds, books written in a myriad of languages (maybe even one you recognize!), writing paper, ink pens, gel pens, stickers. Any kind of stationary can be found here. Other household items: this can include cleaning supplies, furniture, and other miscellaneous goods. These won't be personal affects from your character's home, but they may be useful! Feel free to come up with unusual or alien items -- these have come from all over the universe, remember!

As the night winds down, it's recommended by Brie that you should probably go to be in your hut -- or at the very least get somewhere inside. There are a lot of people around the camp, however, so it's no surprise that there are a few people waiting around to get their fill of food and supplies before heading to bed. The noise of the new members and the light of the fire have attracted a very large pack of boars, who you'll later find make routine trips to the beach every night. Boar mating season has made the wild hogs rather testy, and the smell of food -- even if it's their own boar brethren -- have made them even more volatile. F ▢ If your character isn't quick to get inside tonight, they're likely to get a boar charging at them. The chances are doubled if they happen to be holding onto a food item. Female boars can leave a few bruises and trample you, but beware the males -- they've got tusks. However, it's not like staying up at night doesn't have its advantages. Once midnight hits, another species of animal makes its regular rounds across the base camp. In the sky, characters can see an Aurora Borealis-like sight. Instead of being dancing green and blue lights, however, the reality is that they are a massive species of space worm, and hundreds are wiggling past on their way to travel back home. They're shimmering and in every color imaginable, lighting up the sky with their magnificent hues. G ▢ The space worms operate outside the natural barrier of the hub, but they still are in close enough proximity to shed a film as they travel. If you're still awake, boars or no, you'll be in the middle of a shower. The film sheds from the worms and enters the atmosphere, creating multi-colored, sweet-smelling mists of worm water vapor. Worm water vapor is kind of weird, but it's also pretty cool. It's also calming, and that's a bonus. Inhale too much and you might become a little too calm.

Comments

[windeity]

[Whoa. He actually looks a little surprised because that all sounds so. Normal.]

Huh. I think the last thing I remember is saying goodbye to my friends. We were splitting up to travel. [It's the more polite way of saying "I realized most of my friends had been destroyed, I buried a best friend, her mom-daughter and I made a deal to go talk to our giant monster overlords and a troll yelled at me."] So it seems like they were not too picky about when they would interrupt our lives.

[parodeity]

All right. Basically, this is where you look through the thing to see what shot you're framin' - once you do that and find one you like, you hit this button here...

[ AND DAVE WILL GIVE A DEMONSTRATION/FAIRLY SIMPLE EXPLANATION? ]

I double checked with the mods and alas, poor boar...

[puddingemote]

A force...?

[That sounds pretty crazy. Tamaki looks over the edge one more time, in case the force sends the boar back after all, but it doesn't seem to be returning.]

Ah... maybe it only works on people.

[puddingemote]

If he keeps making sounds like that, it will only make Tamaki want to laugh more.

"It's okay, Waverin." And yes, he did just sound an een sound to the end of Waver's name. "Everyone makes mistakes. It was just a funny mistake."

[puddingemote]

[Tamaki just nods, because the polite explanation sounds pretty normal, too.]

When you were splitting up, I guess you didn't mean to travel here...

[Though that does make him think. Maybe this other guy's friends won't notice at first, because they were splitting up, but what will his friends think when he doesn't show up at rehearsal tonight?]

What will everyone think, when they realize we're gone?

[splinten]

[Well. He is not sure why he is dealing with Lot's Wife right now.]

If you're sure.

[Dirk picks up his sword and hops down from the rooftop. He has his blade out; he moves it in a broad arc, defensive, to discourage the boars. His intention is to scare them off, but if not, he will just have to kill them all.

Look, they aren't as bad as those dumb skeletons.]

[butsubutsu]

Hmm... [ he scratches his cheek, thinking for a passive moment. ] I dunno'. I mean... I've never really looked into sleep psychology before. There's always hurting yourself, I guess? But that seems pretty extreme. [ Something Midoriya needs to learn not to do. But he remembers being woken up from a trance by breaking his finger.... Yeah, not trying that again. ]

[oneandmikleonly]

No! No, no --

[he looks deeply flustered; this isn't the first time he's been asked that today]

It seems like that's a common definition, but I'm not -- it's complicated, but 'a protector spirit' might be more accurate than an angel.

[oneandmikleonly]

It's something -- endemic to your world? Hm. I'm not sure about all of my abilities, and technically the maintainer of my pact with Sorey isn't here either, but Sorey and I would both notice if it disappeared completely.

Mostly it's just that when one tries to do anything with them, it's like . . . you still have the ball, but when you try to throw it, it won't leave your hands.

[oneandmikleonly]

[he's already moving into place once he's found his own lever, shoving it in the gap Lenka's created and wrenching. he is, fortunately, a lot stronger in the arms and shoulders than he looks, and between them, the coils creak in further protest, the rivets securing them to the fridge straining...straining...

pop! ping! kreeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek]

[teratias]

"Wait, what did you just call me?"

Waver did not do nicknames. They were cutesy, and he did not want to be seen as anything like that. He was a strong mage, damnit.

[andsobelow]

[ She gives him a snide look. ]

I am hardly a thug.

[liveinskin]

I think so too. Let it roam free! We have invaded its homeland, and it's only fair to spare some of them.

[burnblonde]

Well you're going to find out aren't you. [pause] It's pretty exciting, but it can be dangerous too. There's more than boars usually.

[girasole]

If you didn't see what was happening in the bushes then you probably don't want to know about what was going on in the bushes, and, yes, I believe it was something else the crabs did.

[Source: he, too, puked.] Do you feel like...what does it feel like to summon one of those things?

[windeity]

[This is a good point, and he frowns in thought for a moment.]

Do you think they will? Realize we're gone, I mean. If this place is magic there is really no telling what kind of enchantments were done before we even showed up. [John has dealt with Too Much to panic just yet.] But I guess we could ask around and see what other people were doing and see if there is a pattern.

[secrowtary]

Not really...which will sooner or later become a serious problem if I don't find a reliable source.

[Maybe in the other worlds they are supposed to travel to...]

Well, if you need someone to give you a hand, I'll gladly assist you.

[girasole]

[They're not going to talk about it. He's following along. He's prepared to use flash. (Or at least try to - given how Spellbind went so far and how it will go from here he will probably accidentally light up his dick and suddenly there's penis jokes until the day he dies.) And it might be super effective. Who knows. Maybe he'll punch a boar? Who knows. But then...

Three of the boars at the fringes suddenly start to relax, as if suddenly nothing really matters. Odd. It's almost as if some other wildlife like, say, glowing worms were over there, and, in fact, the boars are now very stoned.] Look- actually, don't, I really don't want to punch a pig. Focus on that, but there's something glowing over...there.

[You know, just beyond where two of the boars had given up, rolled over, and were feeling the moonlight on their bellies as they wiggle, legs in the air, because everything will be alright, man. Everything will be fine.]

[probablynoteren]

If they aren't even good for food, I guess we'll have to chase them out.

[Why does that need a rationale. What good are crabs in a bath house.

Lenka tries to think about the feeling of summoning a fridge without actually summoning a fridge -- there's still that half of one sitting there, and he feels like only mishaps would result from his trying at the moment. But. It's hard; so he turns away from Caesar altogether and gently reaches out to tap at the ground.

Then immediately scoots backwards.

Which was a really good idea because the summoned fridge crashes into the top of a nearby tree and then makes a really nice crater in the ground--

Which is great, because he didn't manage to crush himself; not so great, because he spent more time running away from the fridge than figuring out how he summoned it.]

... I'm going to chase the crabs out. [it's a promise now] The summoning is--

[And that's when a second fridge crashes onto that last one out of nowhere, one of them flies open and now there's just... corn. Everywhere. Popcorn, anyone?]

[rebells]

So in other words, it's there, it just can't be accessed.

[probablynoteren]

[Lenka startles a little when the rivets go ricocheting off into the bushes, but doesn't let up on the pressure -- and soon the coils snap right off, slightly bent and somewhat cracked (it's a fairly old fridge) but nothing's electrocuted them or climbed out from the back, so...

He'll count that as a success. Rope is a bit dicey out here, for the next step, and it's a bit dark to go hunting for vines. Hmm.]

... Okay. I think there are hides drying somewhere on the beach.

[Maybe they'll find rope where those are, since that'll entail re-entering civilization. But he's not sure where: he skipped most of the boar hunt and prep, after all.]

[probablynoteren]

I'm not sure pinching would help. Or falling.

[It's a bit dry, Lenka throwing another glance out into the space by the cliff. He really doesn't need this to be a falling dream, he's good -- what he doesn't bother to voice is that the usual amount of minor pain said to help wake you up kind of gets lost in the things he dreams about.

He usually wakes easily enough, anyway; it's just that none of this feels right for a dream, even if his common sense tells him exactly zero of these things would ever happen in his normal life.]

You're not going to sleep in the dream?

[They do say that some dreams consist of waking up over and over again. So going to sleep might fix it. It's more of a whim than a real suggestion.]

[girasole]

I'll take... [Hold on, give him a second to grimace at the crabs.

...okay, done.] These back. There's no sense in spending more time here than we have to, and both of us aren't needed to finish this.

[girasole]

[NO? And he blinks alight, startled, and it's like he's a Pokemon and used Flash.

It's super effective.] You reckless moron! I'm never talking to you again! Never!

[This is a lie. He will. And he splutters because he's getting hit by some stray corn.]

[imsorey]

I did. I didn't fully understand what it meant when I chose it, but even so I wouldn't change my decision.