[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

[burnblonde]

[Good. She's glad to hear this isn't a crab meat thing. Of course, maybe this is just how he is.]

I'm not sure if sleeping on the beach is the best idea...

[Falling off the side notwithstanding, there were the boars to consider.]

Am I sleepy? Hm...no, not really. A lot's happened.

[probablynoteren]

[This is some great first impression that he's going to be appropriately embarrassed about the morning after -- but at least it isn't crab meat. That was kind of worse, because flying rogue appliances may have been involved.

Still doesn't beat his first day (or night) at Fenrir, but it comes surprisingly close.]

If something attacks, I'll just... [he waves a hand, presumably to demonstrate something, but nothing happens; he looks briefly puzzled but doesn't stop waving at nothing] I'll think of something. I'll be awake.

[That's what they all say. He perks up a little bit, though, as though saying he isn't half-asleep will make it so.]

Because a lot did happen.

[burnblonde]

[Getting tired of just standing over him, Yang plops down on the sand next to him. Might as well have someone to talk to since she doesn't plan on sleeping any time soon.
She smirks.]

Oh yeah...you totally look like you could take on a wild boar or two.

[After a good eye roll to show she's being facetious, she holds out a hand.]

I'm Yang by the way. What's your name before I decide to just permanently call you Sleepy.

[probablynoteren]

[He puts down his hand when Yang sits, like all of that aimless waving was for her to sit down. Of course it was! Probably.]

If I can't take them on, I can still run fast. If I need to.

[He sounds very slightly indignant about the teasing, even though he's still flopped out spread-eagled not far from where Yang's rough rescue left him. And also like he'd rather not move, so he stares at Yang's outstretched hand for a moment before, very slowly, raising his hand again.

... It's definitely not his usual handshake, but he made it there and that's what counts.]

Lenka. I'm not usually sleepy.

[burnblonde]

You could always climb one of the huts--unless boars are just really weird here and can actually climb.

[Out running them was probably not the best plan in the long run--Yang had a feeling those animals could move. Those tusks didn't look very pleasant either.
She has no idea what to expect from his usual handshake, but it doesn't last long anyway. She leans back when it's over, looking back up at the colorful, misty sky.]

Nice to meet you, Lenka. So you don't sleep much then? I actually used to sleep pretty good...I wonder if I'll be able to sleep better here.

[probablynoteren]

Is sleeping on the roof better...?

[It's more rhetorical and thoughtful than anything; his thought process right now is some vague nonsense about it defeating the point of roofs, even if part of him does agree with the practicality. Unless the boars can fly.

He's pretty sure they can't fly.

Yang is still talking, though, so Lenka reluctantly turns his attention back to the small talk of the hour. He manages to miss the pleasantries, though, so right to the main topic it is.]

I sleep. I have to sleep if I want to run and fight. [no comment on sleep quality; he stretches a little, and reaches out a hand to wave it through the worm mist coming down and making lovely patterns] But it's... peaceful here. Right now.

[Relatively speaking, it's almost bizarre.]

[burnblonde]

I wouldn't say it's better...just a natural boar barrier in most places.

[It's not comfortable from Yang's experience...of course she hasn't had to sleep on many roofs. She watches him draw patterns through the mist before turning her gaze back up to the sky. It's just really weird looking---even before the worms.]

Right now is probably the key word...though it's kinda hard to focus on the bad that might happen. It's just a nice night.

[probablynoteren]

[He's slept on a few roofs himself -- it's true that it's a natural barrier against most things, or at least a good obstruction for a while. The little beach huts they're expected to bed down in, isolated out in the middle of the beach, make him uneasy in ways that are hard to explain right now.

Right now, everything seems pretty okay. When was the last time it felt like this, being outside?]

Just eating, sleeping, messing around, and waking up again... [it's a dreamy murmur, like he's talking to someone else, or perhaps quoting someone] The night seems longer.

[burnblonde]

Well sure when you make it sound boring like that! [She chuckles, thinking of her own past few months of recovery and how that had pretty much been her day.]

I think we can count on more happening than that. So better enjoy a night like this while you can.

[probablynoteren]

I didn't say it was boring.

[Quite the opposite, honestly; it's something new to him, spending a whole day like this -- he's camped out before, even gotten lost in the wilderness before, but looking over his shoulder only to get nothing for like 24 hours is both novel and kind of tiring, too.

He could get used to it. He's not sure he should.]

I do enjoy it. It's beautiful. [the sky, and the quiet, and even the weird magic] I think...

[He's not sure where he's going with this. He's not sure where they're going with this, but so far they have resources, people and a relatively simple goal. If you kind of gloss over the space-time and world danger motifs. That's enough for him to work with, at least.]

I think this is what a vacation is like.

[Right??]

[burnblonde]

[Well, in her mind it had sounded boring. Maybe he didn't get to do that stuff much back home or some people just enjoyed an easier life like that since it could be a novelty sometimes.

The mystery continues when he compares this to a vacation. He must not get away much if he thinks THIS is a vacation.]

Well, there IS a beach...which I guess is a start. I'm not sure if this is exactly a vacation though since usually those aren't against a person's will. Usually there isn't much danger either.