[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

[needmetoo]

[It's a bit different from Saix's but close enough that she knows better than to argue or delay. She takes the skewer looks at it and sniffs at it gingerly before taking a bite. Her face twists a little - definitely not sea-salt ice cream - and yet her stomach rumbles in appreciation. It's been a long day with almost no food.]

Thanks.

[drunkle]

Don't mention it.

[ He's just glad she's finally eating; could she have been waiting for someone's permission or something? That's worrying by itself, honestly. ]

You're kinda lost, aren't you?

[needmetoo]

[Physically speaking she isn't lost, unless one counted the fact that this wasn't her world and she had no way to leave. But... she was guessing that this maybe wasn't what he meant. And that "lost" really did sound like a good way to describe how she felt right now.]

I guess so. Everyone... It looks like they know what to do.

[drunkle]

Heh, is that what it looks like?

[ Qrow imagines that it seems that way to Xion, but all they're really doing is simple tasks to distract themselves from the reality of it, which is that nobody knows what the hell they're supposed to be doing here. ]

Do you want to help them?

[needmetoo]

[Halfway through another bite, Xion pulls back and nods immediately. She chews her bite quickly, trying to swallow a bit too fast and wincing as the overlarge bit goes down her throat.]

What should I do?

[It's an end goal she needs, more than anything. She can try to figure out hows so long as she knows what everyone's trying to get done.]

[drunkle]

[ Good lord, she almost choked on her food just there. One might think that Qrow would worry about her, but it's only endearing as it's exactly something that his quirky niece would do.

With a smile, he starts to walk off slowly. ]

Alright, kid. Follow me.

[ He'll be leading her up to the bonfire! ]

Now that you've eaten some food, it's only fair that you make some more for the others. [ Or for herself! In case she ever gets hungry again and doesn't end up waiting for someone to feed her. ]

[needmetoo]

[Dutifully, she does follow, nodding at his explanation. It did... make a sort of sense, even if it's not the kind of job she's used to doing.]

I've never cooked before.

[It's more a statement of fact than a protest. An acknowledgement that this'll be new territory for her... sort of?]

Or... if I have, I don't remember it.

[drunkle]

You don't... remember?

[ That's odd. A memory of having cooked something before shouldn't be so vague. ]

...Do you not remember a lot of things?

[needmetoo]

[Ah. That... yeah.]

S-sort of, yeah.

[drunkle]

[ Amnesia??!? ]

Hey.

Do you even know your name?

[needmetoo]

[Sort of????]

My name is Xion!

[It's not that bad!!!]

[drunkle]

Xion... well, you can call me Qrow.

[ See? They both have names that start with stupid letters. Though, it's best that he doesn't know the complexities of a Nobody just yet. ]

Should we get you a notepad to record things on?

[ That's just his way of teasing. (why so savage though, she's just a kid) ]

[needmetoo]

I-It's not like I can't remember things now!

[Why are you tormenting her in this way, Qrow.]

I just... something happened, and I lost my memory. That's all.

[drunkle]

I somehow doubt "that's all", but no point dwelling on it if you can't remember.

[ He'll just make a mental note to specially look out for this little one while also not interfering too much. After all, crows are a sign of bad luck.

When they reach the bonfire, Qrow hands her a raw meat kebab on a stick. ]

Don't eat that one. Just hold it up to the fire and let it roast for a bit.

You know. That hot light over there. [ Does she remember what "fire" is? Man, he can keep making these lame jokes all day! ]

[needmetoo]

[The disgruntled way she's biting her lip is probably a good indicator that yes, yes she does know. She holds the kebab a respectable distance away from the fire - they won't ignite or anything.]

The color's different.

[She's guessing that she needs to hold it over until it changes to the color of the one she ate?]

[drunkle]

You don't say, kid.

[ Qrow laughs a little, then goes on to explain: ]

The way it is right now, you're not really supposed to eat it. Make sure it's the colour that you had before, that's when you'll know it's properly roasted.

[ Should he even tell her not to try eat it when it's hot? Nah. He'll give her more credit than that. ]

So - you feeling helpful yet?