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Spellbind Mods ([personal profile] spellbindmods) wrote in [community profile] spellbinders2017-07-08 06:39 pm

[OPENING] island hub - day 1

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.
  • girasole: (...because he leaves one.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-10 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Okay, you know, they’re far enough away that it’s...it’s okay. They can take a moment.] How did you learn of your refrige- just so I’m clear, we’re talking about the appliances. Correct? The things you find in kitchens. The metal things you store food in. Those things. You can summon those...things.

    [Which might seem obvious but now they’re a ways away from most people they- that’s something they need to cover.]

    How did you learn to do something like that- no, maybe the better question is who thought it was a good idea for you to be able to do something like that. [You idiot.]
    probablynoteren: (protag skill: never not looking confused)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-10 11:08 pm (UTC)(link)
    [Ah, the guy is still here, and there are so many questions. Lenka can kind of sympathize, since he's asked himself all of that particular avalanche throughout the day. But he also feels a little bad for accidentally dragging the guy along into it, so...]

    You probably shouldn't stay too close.

    [Though he dutifully gives the proper warning first, it takes him a few more moments to juggle everything else Caesar wants to know. It's a bit dizzying trying to figure out which parts are actually questions. Actually, he's just a bit dizzy in general. Great.]

    They're going to be refrigerator-sized. Like normal ones. [vague gesture with his hands that's supposed to sketch the rough height and breadth of one; he could summon one for demonstration but somehow that seems like a bad idea] ... I don't know why.

    [The 'why' here encompasses all of it, why are they here, why there are refrigerators when he waves, why the caravan is likely the source of their weird powers, why crabs are even involved. There are so many whys.]
    girasole: (This is me being done with everything.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-11 12:48 am (UTC)(link)
    Given what's happened so far I probably should stand close just in case I need to knock you out of the way because you summoned a refrigerator over your own head.

    [Fact.] Is there anything inside of them?
    probablynoteren: (30% scarf 110% sass)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-11 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
    It's new, but I wouldn't drop one on myself. [it's a bit petulant, because his power is ridiculous enough without the danger of actually crushing himself with kitchen storage, please -- is it confidence or] Or I'd get out of the way.

    [Ah, it's not confidence, just grumbling. It's also debatable how fast he'd get out of the way, and neither of them have accounted for unforeseen variables, because the power of refrigerators is actually deeper and vaster than mice or men can predict.

    Also, everyone keeps asking him that.]

    Sometimes there's food, or other things. Sometimes there's almost nothing. It's unpredictable.
    girasole: ("I moved on to a new fandom.")

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-12 05:33 am (UTC)(link)
    I can't believe I'm asking this, but can you summon one right now? Over...

    [He turns to the left, the right, glances behind them, and then decides they probably need more of a safety distance because he can still imagine random people getting crushed by it.] Maybe we should walk further away. You sound unpredictable.
    probablynoteren: (protag skill: never not looking confused)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-13 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
    I'm not the unpredictable part.

    [Grumble, grumble, but it's also a matter of fact that he hasn't found anything that can really control what comes along with the refrigerators, just how they come along. He's not really sure what the crabs are going to do to his power, either -- what if he summons 10 refrigerators and all of them stack on top of him?! No, that probably wouldn't happen.

    Anyway, he complains, but he still recognizes the value in preparing for the worst, so off they go into the trees. If nothing else, those could serve as... fridge umbrellas.]

    Okay. [once they're far enough in (maybe), he motions for Caesar to stand back a little] Let me...

    [He's just started the follow-up actual summoning motion (he's winging this) when there's an impressive crash. There's now a fridge a little ways to Caesar's right, where his hand moved to. It might have crashed from like... chest-height.

    ... It's sparking a little.]

    ... Sorry.
    girasole: (This is me being done with everything.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-14 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
    ...

    [He's staring at Lenka in judgmental, horrified silence.

    Sometimes you got five paragraphs of introspection and action. Sometimes you got a speech, one that was filled with words and deeds.

    Sometimes you just got a stare.

    This is one of the latter times.

    He's just going to stare.]
    probablynoteren: (logic comes after e7 tbh)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-14 05:49 am (UTC)(link)
    [He came out here to have a good time and he's feeling so attacked right now.

    That's a lie, he definitely didn't come out here to have a good time. Lenka makes a small, embarrassed motion, doing his best to keep it away from Caesar, and the... top of the fridge vanishes. He blinks. That's new.]

    I... Maybe you need to move a little further.

    [What he doesn't say is that according to his own experimentation, he's not actually sure what the range is on this power. Some knowledge (or lack thereof) just isn't all that helpful at the moment.]
    girasole: (SHIT SHIT SHIT DAMN! ETC!)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-14 05:55 am (UTC)(link)
    [And he turns and he blinks, and then he stares as the implications of this start to build up and-]

    All I can do is glow.

    [Just saying, my guy. Just saying. One of them is a lot more dangerous than the other one right now. And you know what? Aside from his current problems and his future insomnia problem, he's pretty okay with keeping his shit together and has yet to give someone...something stupid like skin cancer. Just saying.

    Just saying.]


    And why should I move further? [He said as he moved away from the fridge in question anyway.] Where should I move to? Huh? Nowhere is safe! You don't even know the range of your powers. The only thing that would accomplish is me getting less of a warning if you scratch your nose and end up summoning one over my head by accident. Don't move.

    [He's going to look at the...strangely decapitated fridge which...kind of makes him want to wince just seeing it.

    It's just an inanimate fridge. But...still. It feels strangely...beheaded.]
    probablynoteren: (protag skill: never not looking confused)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-14 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
    I didn't ask for this.

    [Which, okay, sounds a lot more childish than he strictly meant it to -- but the fact of the matter is that this whole thing just kind of appeared and refuse to disappear, and didn't even have the grace to come with a manual or anything. If anything, at least glowing is straightforward.

    He doesn't voice that, though, despite the torrent of follow-up yelling, because Caesar is right on all of the above and... mostly now he's not sure what to do. Only that telling him not to move immediately makes his ear start to itch, and he sort of sways in place a little as his balance tries to leave the building. He's frozen in a semi-surprised pose that he adopted when the freezer part of the fridge vanished, so it just kind of looks like he's making jazzhands at Caesar and his semi-frigid friend.]

    It... usually happens if I think about it. But I don't know what else the crabs do.

    [Not to mention that telling him not to think about refrigerators right now with a decapitated one and the general mess in front of him is, well, see above.]
    Edited 2017-07-14 06:35 (UTC)
    girasole: (That specific combo of:)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-15 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
    The reason why I don't want you to move is that if I open this-

    [And he does so.]

    And you wave your hand and make it vanish...who knows? You might take my hand with it.

    [And then Caesar looks inside of the fridge-] There's a box of waffles?

    [Really?]
    probablynoteren: (why does he look 12 here)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-15 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
    Oh... I don't think it would take your hand.

    [At least, it hadn't bisected or otherwise dissected any of the crabs he'd been trying to transport earlier, and that experiment had been a lot more haphazard. Okay, that's not strictly true, since haphazard is just about all he's doing right now, where he doesn't know what the hell is happening but everything is still seafood's fault.

    He's going to have trouble not side-eyeing seafood after this. Anyway.

    He still doesn't move, though, dutifully holding his weird pose and twitching a little as the itches multiply. Also now he kind of wants to sneeze, but that's probably an even worse idea--]

    --Waffles? Waffles sound normal.

    [Everyone keeps waffles in the fridge, right?]
    girasole: (This is me being done with everything.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-15 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
    You realize that we're talking about a refrigerator that materialized from...

    [Fuck if he knows.]

    ...hamon and the ether. [Sounds legit. Anyway, he's taking out the waffles, which were frozen but are now partially thawed because someone decapitated the fridge. He's taking a step back...] Now you can move.

    [Go for it, bro.]
    probablynoteren: (protag skill: never not looking confused)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-15 09:23 pm (UTC)(link)
    I don't know what hamon is. But if you don't trust it, are you going to eat waffles from it?

    [He's more curious than offended; so far he and those he's met have been happy enough to throw themselves at the anonymous refrigerators' mercy. Sure, he's had his doubts, but when you're suddenly spirited away to a deserted island, you don't look a gift fridge in the mouth.

    The only casualties so far have been some landscape, Lenka's dignity (and a few other people's dignity, maybe), and a number of crabs. So he's going to keep playing refrigerator roulette, provided nothing too crazy happens in the next little while.

    For now, he's going to scratch his nose and all the other places he was using all his considerable determination to keep from scratching for the past couple minutes. It's such a relief that he gives up and just sits down on the sand with a sigh. Caesar's got the run of the fridge.]
    girasole: (I don't even know.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-15 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
    No? We just ate.

    [And that's not even getting into the fact they're slightly thawed waffles, and, thus, probably a little gross. Edible, but not necessarily the sort of thing you dig into.]

    ...honestly. [And now he's gotta ask-] Are you...already hungry? [He's pausing midway through investigating the fridge to ask. There's a tin of partially used dog food in the back, but as Lenka isn't one, amazingly, he's not going to be crass enough to offer it.]
    probablynoteren: (logic comes after e7 tbh)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-19 06:09 am (UTC)(link)
    Huh? No... I'm not hungry.

    [In fact, he's like... the opposite of hungry. Not quite queasy, but nothing looks particularly appetizing -- soggy waffles aren't helpful either. And really, can he be blamed for assuming about said waffles when Caesar made him freeze in place for like 30 seconds just to get to them??]

    If you're not going to eat them, what're you going to do with them?

    [He's a bit invested now. That being said, he would have no real idea what to do with dog food, besides maybe stash it for emergency rations. So that's probably for the best.]
    girasole: (But going back to this curse thing.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-22 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
    Leave them.

    [And he shoved the soggy waffles back into the fridge.] We can't take them with us - they're frozen, or were frozen. And I doubt anyone would be hungry at this point. Did you see the people in the bushes? [The ones vomiting their hearts out.]
    probablynoteren: (logic comes after e7 tbh)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-25 07:34 am (UTC)(link)
    ... Okay.

    [It's not like there isn't more where that came from, and possibly less soggy specimens, though it might take him a while before he produces another waffle-ready fridge. Instead, Lenka reflexively looks around the area, but there are more trees than bushes here. It has been noisy and he'd seen some people run off, but...]

    I didn't look in the bushes. [that seems a good way to run into boars] Is it something else the crabs did?
    girasole: (Somehow.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-26 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
    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?
    probablynoteren: (wild rare GOOD LIGHTING appeared)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-26 08:46 pm (UTC)(link)
    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?]
    girasole: (Something like that.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-27 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
    [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.]
    probablynoteren: (protag skill: never not looking confused)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-27 04:42 am (UTC)(link)
    [Great, now he's unhungry, startled, corny and half-blinded, all he needs is a cherry on top. Lenka's thrown up a hand to shield himself from the lava lamp Caesar's creating more-or-less next to him (yes, he did scoot that far, kid can move when he needs to).

    Once he can see again and Caesar's done yelling:]

    Ah, sorry. [it's a little bit grumbly because that wasn't reckless, that was answering a question; still, there is an awful lot of corn] But if there are three refrigerators now, then that means there won't be any more, so--

    [They're safe. Theoretically. Technically, there are 2.5 refrigerators, but Lenka gestures to the Leaning Tower of Fridges in front of them anyway.

    Note: The 0.5 fridge has vanished sometime between the others arriving and Caesar's on switch. He hasn't realized this yet.]
    Edited 2017-07-27 04:42 (UTC)
    girasole: (Like Frank.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-28 01:32 am (UTC)(link)
    [He mirrors that gesture. Lenka gestures. Caesar gestures. They're gesture buddies.] And that's supposed to make me feel better? You don't even know how your powers work, do you? Or did it say 'can only summon three refrigerators from heaven'?
    probablynoteren: (wild rare GOOD LIGHTING appeared)

    [personal profile] probablynoteren 2017-07-28 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
    I... only got this power today. [so no, technically he has no clue about the ins-and-outs beyond what he's tried himself; but] I don't think anyone knows everything. But I've tried it. Against the boars, and the crabs.

    [And with others in the coven, a little bit. Usually it had gone smoothly, so of course when it goes awry it has to go really awry.]

    I've never seen more than three.

    [And that's when he sees the empty space behind them, freezes for a moment, and then... puts his gesturing hand down carefully.]
    girasole: (I considered the username bloodystream.)

    [personal profile] girasole 2017-07-30 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
    ... [...] ... [And then he turns around. And sees the empty space.] You're really reminding me of someone I know. He's an idiot.

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