[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

[lunala]

[TDM threads can be kept as canon!]

A; Water You Waiting For
[Moon doesn't have any idea how to cook a whole boar, and honestly the idea of cutting it up and preparing it makes her a bit squeamish. Filling a pot with water, though, that's something she can do! She holds out her hands and focuses and--

A small trickle of water dribbles from the air above into the pot. It's like watching someone try to fill a swimming pool with a garden hose.]

E; Shake it Like a Polaroid Picture
[Moon has acquired a camera! It's a digital polaroid camera, even. Of course, the battery's already half empty, but that doesn't matter right now! She's testing it out by taking photos of everything. She deletes a lot of them, but she seems to be having fun anyway. You might be caught in the pictures, too, if she thinks it matches the #aesthetic of the scene.]

H; Gotta Catch 'Em All?
[It's evening now, and the boars seem to be drawing closer. This is cause for concern, of course, but it's also cause for excitement, because Moon has seen some little ones wandering around, too! An earlier evolution, she assumes, and so that means anything the Pokemon she has on her would be too much for them. So, well--sometimes you just have to toss a Pokeball and hope you get lucky!

The Ultra Ball sails through the air... Smacks the poor little piglet on the side, rolls away, and sends the piglet running.]

That didn't do anything. [She didn't expect it to not do anything. It doesn't even look like the Ultra Ball broke.]

B; RIP in Peace
[Later in the night, Moon is probably dying. At first, she thought she just ate too much, but by the time the fever sets in, it's clear that's not the issue (or, well, it's not directly the issue). Her Tsareena is trying her best to carry her back to the cabin she'd claimed earlier, but she's only about four feet tall, so Moon is kind of half dragging on the ground here.]

'S okay, Reena, I'm-- I can walk... [No, she really can't right now. Everything is blurry and she feels like she's burning up.]

E.

[yokunaru]

[By the time Yuuri notices his picture's being taken, it's all over anyway. To no one's surprise, picture-Yuuri turns out looking like a deer caught in the headlights, eyes wide with surprise.]

Ah. [Yuuri's shoulders hunch slightly. He gives her a rueful look as he pushes his glasses back up his nose.] I can move if I'm in the way of...whatever you're taking photos of.

[lunala]

You're part of the photo, though! [Moon turns the camera around to show him the display.] It looked better before you got surprised, but this is nice too!

[yokunaru]

I am? [He blinks at her, a little baffled. He'd been convinced that he was just in the way.]

I-I'm sure there's better things to take pictures of. [There's no way he doesn't look awful after the day he's had, for one.]

[lunala]

I'm sure you'd get a ton of likes if I could upload this here. [She's an expert, maybe.]

[yokunaru]

[His expression freezes before it melts into something more like amusement.]

You mean... on social media? Like instagram?

[lunala]

Yeah, like that! [She doesn't know what instagram is, but she gets the idea.] Usually I take pictures of Pokemon, but that's harder to do here. [Since... There aren't any...]

sorry for the delay!

[yokunaru]

Pokemon...? [He blinks, confused yet again.]

I've...never heard of that before. Is it something from your home?

H

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[Jotaro has approximately zero room to talk given how he's dealing with the boars elsewhen tonight, but he when he sees a freaking kid here, throwing balls at young boars like their parents couldn't easily and happily turn her into roadkill, he does the natural thing: he yells.]

Leave those things alone, they're dangerous! [Okay, so it's less outright yelling and more concerned voice-raising to be heard over a short distance, but the effect is much the same.]

[lunala]

[Moon startles a little, then at least has the grace to look embarrassed as she collects her Ultra Ball.] I was just trying to catch it. I don't know why it didn't work...

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[Some sort of game? That's not gonna fly while their lives are in danger, but the boars seem to be scattering at the moment instead of defending their position, so Jotaro only steps a little closer instead of charging in to stage a dramatic rescue.]

You need some sort of trap if you want to catch a boar alive, but we don't have anything like that right now. Come back where it's safe and you can get one later. [And nobody will get gored or trampled, okay? Okay.]

[lunala]

This is a trap, sort of. [She doesn't think of it in the same way as a cage or net, but it's the same sort of idea at the base of it. She does walk over, studying her Ultra Ball for any sign it might be broken.] It worked fine at home.

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

What do you mean, "sort of"? [From this distance, the ball definitely looks too small to catch even a baby boar with, unless it's got some a spring-loaded net or something inside. Or maybe it's some weird future thing? Unless that boy at the bathhouse earlier was fucking with him, which Jotaro's not discounting as a possibility yet.]

[lunala]

[Moon puts the Ultra Ball away, since it doesn't look broken.] It can convert Pokemon into energy. I don't know why it wouldn't work on the boar, too. [Sure, it doesn't seem like it's a Pokemon, but it's kind of similar!]

[fivefingerdeathpunch]

[That makes it sound like a game again, although way more high-tech than anything Jotaro's familiar with.] Aren't there any regular animals where you live? [Speaking of which, some of the boars are starting to move closer again, so in the name of avoiding trouble he starts to mosey away from the beach.] Let's start moving closer to the huts.

E

[lalliho]

[He jumps at the click and flash, turning to stare at her with wide, hunted eyes. He didn't have a ton of experience with cameras, and none of them were like this thing... But the motions are pretty distinct.]

...What are you doing?

[Why would a stranger want his picture...]

[lunala]

Taking pictures. I found this in the pile of stuff Genette was handing out. Look, it even prints them out! [Here, Lalli, have a picture of yourself.]

[lalliho]

[He takes it, cautious like he thinks the picture might explode if he brings it too close or holds it too tight.]

...Why?

[lunala]

[Luckily, the picture just sits there like a normal picture.] It's fun! I thought you looked cool in the shot.

[lalliho]

[For now. He still doesn't trust it, because how could he trust anything here?]

But you don't know me? And it's not...important.

[Was it really worth chronicling... Weird to see a picture of himself like this, though. Hmn.]