[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

[actus]

Good idea.

[ there's a brief blip of hesitation, though, as he squints ahead. ]

...If I remember where that was.

[ okay, so maybe the worms were having quite the effect. ]

[splinten]

[Dude. Dude no.]

...Do you know its color.

[actus]

Blue?

[ why is that a question, akira. ]

[splinten]

Get under my parka.

[Don't do this. Don't die. Why are you like this. Goddammit.]

[actus]

How forward.

[ but he's too dizzy and a bit wobbly to do anything else, so he nods and ducks under the parka. ... now what? ]

[splinten]

Sorry, but I just got out of a complicated relationship and I'm not looking.

[It's deadpan monotony so it is probably a joke, although it can be hard to tell with Dirk sometimes. But now that he has this idiot under his parka protection, he scans the line of huts and picks out one without a nameplate. Hopefully, no one is there.]

You're going to a temporary nappin' spot until you sober up. [This, ladies and gentleman, is why Dirk is his friend group's wet blanket. He is walking now but if Akira flops over or doesn't come with he'll have to resort to dragging him alone.]

[actus]

[ akira is very familiar with deadpan, being a master of it himself. that, and he's very used to dealing with wet blankets. if he was in his right mind, he probably would have been quicker on the draw.

he lets dirk guide him, eying the approaching hut -- ]

Ah. Definitely not this one. Or that one next to it. [ thanks akira? at least the drowsiness is slowly fading. the fuzziness isn't. ]

[splinten]

Any hut will do if you can nap this crap off in it.

[Still monotone, but mildly exasperated. In another universe, Dirk would perpetually be the Designated Driver, and would roll his eyes at his friends but always make sure they got home safely and had someone to hold up their hair while they vomited. For Akira, he has more sympathy; he didn't deliberately get himself sick and doped up on wormmist.]

[actus]

[ true. though, the fact he was being a tad careless by not realizing it sooner is still pretty bad. usually he's much more alert and on his game than this. ]

What's this crap, anyway? [ a murmur. ] Thought it was just lights at first.

[ usually he's much more entertaining. promise, dirk. ]

[splinten]

[It's okay, Akira can be entertaining later.]

It looks like the worms shed a vapor that breaks up into a misty shower on contact with our artificial atmosphere, likely from a temperature rise. Chemicals in the mist must have affects on cognition when inhaled.

[Or God forbid, consumed. Does this get into their drinking water? He hopes not.]

[actus]

That's.... [ there's a long pause and it seems like akira is puzzling it through. instead, he shakes his head. ]

... A lot of science. [ how insightful. akira weakly chuckles under his breath. ]

You used to this kind of thing?

[splinten]

['A lot of science.' Very accurate. Well done.

Dirk excuses him on the grounds that he's tired and messed up.]

Not really. [...Also not helpful.] It just seemed like the most logical explanation for the event. I'm shootin' in the dark.

This one? [If not then he will keep walking Akira along.]

[actus]

Getting closer. I think.

[ the parka is helping from exacerbating the worm effect. it's like drinking water when you're tipsy. just need to stick with it. or something. ]

Ah... I like math more science. Sometimes. [ he may only be (slightly) embarrassed by this when he wakes up. ]

[splinten]

Robotics and programming. Math is the underpinning of all of that, and it's pretty damn cool on its own.

[Dirk likes it a lot, and isn't at all ashamed of being a total nerd on all fronts. He taught himself the things he did because they were interesting.

Or like, because he'd die without them.]

[actus]

[ !!! ]

Like fighting robots?

[ that's quite the jump but sure. he's always wanted to get involved in something like that. it's just as of late, running around in a trench coat and mask seemed to take priority. ]

[splinten]

[It's a jump but it one hundred percent checks out. Maybe not how Akira might think?]

Rap and physical battles.

[Sometimes at the same time because why not. Sometimes with rocket launchers.]

[actus]

Rap, too? That's impressive.

[ even as his vision - and thoughts - are beginning to clear, his tone certainly doesn't change. that subdued sort of awe is steadfast! ]

[splinten]

Thanks. My two main ones are both pretty simple AIs, but I really like them. Sawtooth remains as of yet undefeated in the art of the rap.

[pause]

Squarewave is almost impossible to lose to. He's happy, though.

[actus]

They're sentient?

[ he is so enraptured by this conversation. ]

Are they here with you?

[splinten]

For a giving definition of sentient, yeah, they have personalities and independent decision making process. But they weren't with me when I got pulled in. [Or however that works. The point is that he is alone, without either of his rapping companions.] When I said I programmed, I mostly meant I do AIs.

[actus]

Ah. Artificial Intelligence.

[ a nod. ]

Lucky for them they didn't get stuck here. I don't think they'd have appreciated it much.

[splinten]

Possibly. On the other hand, Sawtooth might have ended up delighted at all the people he could challenge to rap battles. He was like a puppy expecting to go on a walk every time he thought I was going to rap against him.

[honestly he loves Sawtooth]

[actus]

That's... kind of adorable.

[ he murmurs it thoughtfully, fingertips reaching up to poke at the parka that's over his head. ]

Think you can build one here?

[splinten]

He's pretty sweet.

[Why ... are you poking that, Akira...]

If I can find the appropriate parts. All of my robots have been made out of salvage.

[actus]

[ for science? ]

There's probably a lot of that around here Or someone can make some appear.