[OPENING] island hub - day 1

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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

[teratias]

Understatement!

[But at that point, talking was a chore. Waver instead let himself be steered, stumbling out into heaven-knows-where. The actual question of how to fix the problem was something he was only just starting to focus on, now that he could manage to breathe for five seconds.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[he just gets Waver out of the building and not too much further; it's not going to help him get any air if a boar happens to charge them while they're out in the open. the smoke dissipates more easily here; Mikleo focuses on keeping it away from their faces, briefly wishing he had some kind of air ability to speed things along]

Take it easy.

[teratias]

[Waver breathes out, glad that the evening air is causing the smoke to blow away. It helps to clear his head too, and for a brief moment, he removes the cloth from over his face, making eye contact with Mikleo.]

It's coming off my torso only. There's not enough ventilation, so it's exiting where it can.

[His voice is sharp and urgent, but informative and making it clear he is open to suggestions with this problem.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[he clearly doesn't actually want to make this suggestion to someone he has known for five minutes, but:]

Er--taking the shirt off might help?

[no that cannot be his only suggestion. god Mikleo you're literally a magical being. think]

Also, it's one of the new powers? It might have a tie to the object in your collarbone, like the telepathy. Perhaps if you focused on that and tried to -- will it off -- that would help.

[teratias]

That second one makes sense!

[Stop smoking! Stooooop smoking. Stop? Waver runs through every iteration he can think of, hoping one will work. He tries to will all of those thoughts outward, tries imagining it all coming to a halt, and for a few minutes, the smoke dies down...

...Only to roar back to life. Somewhere in that cloud is Waver yelling idiot! at himself, arms flailing as if that is the ultimate solution, and then from somewhere in that cloud, there's a green sweater being thrown aside.

Someone's chosen option 1 as well.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[he is so sorry

he yelps a little himself as smoke goes absolutely everywhere again, then dives for the discarded sweater, using it once more as an impromptu fan while he racks his brains. the smoke stopped for a little bit, so that means there is something to it being tied to Waver's focus; they need to keep him able to breathe; someone was playing with water earlier the way he might at home, getting it to move and make shapes--

ah. when in doubt, keep going with what you know.]

Hey--okay! That worked for a second--maybe calming it isn't the answer right now? But do you think you can control it another way -- get it to move out and away from you--? Maybe that's easier to keep up.

[teratias]

Getting it to move out means I have to unbutton my shirt which well [How is this his life?! Wave groans.] Could you turn away for a second?!

[Never mind that undoing buttons was a might tricky when you couldn't see them. There was nothing, nothing like having to go without one's shirt in public after being kidnapped to another place entirely.

Waver does manage to get the shirt off though, hardly paying attention to if Mikleo actually did turn away. All he knows is that the second the fabric is shed, all the steam goes up in one great big poof, then dies away entirely.

The end effect is that Waver is now standing with his shirt thrown aside, tie somehow still on, his hair blown back like something out of a Saturday morning cartoon.

He has no words, just pure muted horror at all of this.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[he did turn away when waver asked because he is polite

but then turned back to check if he was okay after that enormous poof

so that was useless anyway

...

offers waver the green sweater to protect his modesty after a moment, equally wordless]

[teratias]

[Waver snatches it back wordlessly, wanting to die on the spot. He pulls it on in a panic, and once it's on, snatches his button up shirt from the sand.

On the bright side, there's no more smoke, but the rest of it is not great. He tries to find words, and settles on:]

I think I dropped the cloth you lent me. Sorry.

[oneandmikleonly]

[politely reaverts his eyes while that's happening, thank you]

...it's perfectly fine, the hole can be patched if I absolutely have to wear that thing at some point. But--are you all right? That was a lot of smoke. Are you able to breathe properly?

[concern, concern]

[teratias]

Yeah, it's fine it's...

[And then, all at once, the actual record of events smacks Waver upside the head. He just ran around looking as if he was on fire and disrobed himself in front of a perfect stranger to try and get the whole thing to stop. Waver colors a brilliant shade of red, and looks down in hopes that the ground will swallow him whole.]

I'm fine.

[Please let him die.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[well that's noticeable. Mikleo considers touching his shoulder again, but initiating contact with people he doesn't know -- barring emergencies like that flareup -- isn't going to come naturally to him for a while. he does sound concerned, though]

Okay. You should probably drink some water to clear the smoke out of your throat, at least, since I suppose we don't have a lot of proper medication here, but--okay.

[hesitates, and then adds]

That's really not the worst magical mishap I've seen in my life, though, promise. You'll probably be fine once you get the hang of it.

[teratias]

[There was some logic being spoken, which did calm Waver down some. But then there's that reassurance, and Waver just feels the overwhelming embarrassment wash over him again.]

Uh so, water is which way? I mean, I'm fine, but it wouldn't hurt either!

[Please, please, he just wants to ignore this entire incident.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[oh dear. best to give him some time to cool down, Mikleo thinks.]

There should still be some by the firepit, it's not that far off. I'll--see you later?

[as long as he's not falling over from smoke inhalation anymore, it should be all right...]

[teratias]

Oh, really? Great, thanks uh...

[Waver wants to run off, but he should probably get a name.]

Mr...?

[oneandmikleonly]

It's--it's just Mikleo.

[he's way too young for any title add-ons]

And you're--?

[teratias]

Waver Velvet! You mind if I.... [He gestures towards the fire, now that the polite thing is done.]

[oneandmikleonly]

No--not at all, don't let me keep you.

[teratias]

Thanks.

[And like the roadrunner in those cartoons, Waver is off, mostly to wallow in mortification.]

[oneandmikleonly]

[oh buddy.

Mikleo makes a mental note to tap him another time -- he seems like he's a nice polite person when he's not panicking.]