[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

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[imsorey]

Are you sure? It looks pretty bad.

[the words are reassuring, but not enough for him to just be on his merry way while John looks ready to pass out. he digs his own water bottle out of his pocket and offers it over in case John needs it.]

What happened?

[parodeity]

My best bro here made some unwise food choices.

[ dave won john's head in the egbertian sprawl and seems to be all right with it. for all he isn't the best with touchy-feely bullshit he's allowing john to kind of do whatever and absently pats john on the head when he talks.

he's not. great at this. but he's holding still and not shifting john at all so? ]

[grimdeity]

We're not sure he'll make it.

[ said flatly, as she has his legs in her lap. which is probably better since when carrying john rose has definitely dropped him, so uh. ]

We're merely discussing funeral arrangements. Tell me, do you think they have a mortuary here?

[windeity]

[He loves his friends, but his friends are also weird and he knows it. There's a flash of a grin up at Sorey and he takes the water bottle but instead of, like, doing anything with it he simply looks at it like he's not sure what its purpose is. Or why it's not disappearing into his sylladex? Help. He's doing his best not to wiggle around so he doesn't kick Rose, and his head sort of burrows a little into Dave's leg.]

Up next we are going to start working on my will. [It's a half-hearted joke and he quickly shuts his mouth to swallow thickly. Why this. There's a pause before he speaks again.] The crabs were the ultimate betrayal, Sorey. I think I get why they were hanging out in the bathhouse now.

[imsorey]

[John gets a sympathetic look...that's rough buddy

since Dave and Rose seem to have all of John's body parts kept safe and his funeral arrangements mostly made, Sorey takes a seat next to them just in case they need an errand body to run off and get a really big bucket.]

I don't think anyone wants to have to write "murdered by crabs" on your tombstone, so try to hang in there. Should I try and find some stomach medicine, or is it too late for that?

[he glances at Dave and Rose more for an answer since John might not want to talk right now]

[parodeity]

Yeah, I definitely don't want to have to write "murdered by crabs" on his tombstone. I'm gonna write you a full-on rap soliloquy when you bite it, John, and it will include your questionable mancrush on Matthew Mcsnouthasen.

[ that's not even close to being a name. ]

And maybe a quote from one of your horrendous Nic Cage films, because I'm that great a best friend. Re: the will, I call anti-dibs on your movies. Rose, they're goin' to you.

[ SUCH CARING FRIENDS... ]

I'm Dave, btw.

[grimdeity]

None of that will be on his tombstone. The only things on it will be his name, dates of birth and death, and a eldritch spell to cause him to rise from the dead after 1000 years to conquer it in their terrible names.

[ no ]

Jade can have the movies.

[ SHE DOESN'T WANT THEM ]

I, as you may have guessed, am Rose.

[windeity]

[He's quiet through all of this, like he's used to his friends being rude af, but for a brief moment he actually looks kind of sad? It wouldn't be a big deal if he was feeling normal but at the same time:]

Except Jade's not here. [It's quiet, but it's out there. Still, he shakes his head before instantly regretting that decision.] Please don't do weird grimdark magic on my grave, Rose.

[And to Sorey:] You may have also guessed it's too late for everything. You will have to go on our exploration mission without me. [Please no.]

[imsorey]

[there's a small, amused smile twitching on Sorey's lips during their banter; he can at least tell that they're (probably) joking given the circumstances, and the fact that they can mess around like that must mean they're very close. if you have to be abducted to another world without much reason why, you might as well do it with friends.]

I'm Sorey. And if you put any magic on his tombstone it should at least be a protection spell since he doesn't seem fond of the first option.

he says that mostly for John's sake, in case it wasn't a joke, before turning to John and trying to reassure him.]

But I'll still wait for your miraculous recovery before running off anywhere. Who knows, things could turn around.

[parodeity]

Rose is into the eldritch horror kinda magic, surely John wouldn't deny her that one comfort in life?

[ he pats john on the head again like that will help, like some explorer of a new land. which. comfort basically is for him. why isn't rose doing this. ]

Nice to meet ya, Sorey. You two are already acquainted, I take it.

[grimdeity]

[ because the head is the part that pukes, dave. ]

Perhaps Jade is just late to this unusual party. [ though she regrets bringing her up, whoops. pats john's knee. ] But you may be correct, Sorey, a protection spell would be more sensible. To prevent an undead uprising.

[ she says after having just, suggested an undead uprising spell, ]

[windeity]

I would absolutely deny her that comfort if it has to do with my dead body. [It's deadpan in an Egbertian way, which is to say it's not entirely deadpan, but he shifts to curl up a little on his side. The Strilondes are good and treating him well even if they both suck, but he gives a wobbly grin in response.] But an undead uprising blocker would be okay. And maybe she is.

[Ugh. #SaveJadeHarley2k17. He shifts a little more to direct unfocused eyes on Sorey instead.] Dave and Rose are two of my best friends. [He can at least sound somewhat chipper about that.] And I met Sorey today in the mansion. So I guess we are all stuck here together. [A pause.] Sorey, are you by yourself?

[Mostly because he can't remember if that's come up or not, and it seems like a thing he should ask.]

[imsorey]

You've got some pretty good friends. It's nice to meet you both. I've been told this isn't the weirdest set of circumstances you can meet people in, either, but hopefully you haven't met anyone in worse.

[he flashes them both a grin and also offers John a reassuring pat on the side.]

I met up with some friends here after I talked to you. Mikleo and Edna. Normally most people can't see them, but it seems like that doesn't apply to this place, so it's possible you've seen them around.

[parodeity]

I mean, we have maybe, but hey. I'll take not meetin' people mid-combat over that any day?

[ dave notes the names and raises his eyebrows. ]

Why can't people normally see your friends?

[grimdeity]

Because we've met so many people mid-combat?

[ dave we never meet anyone. asides from... dead trolls............. ]

My guess is they're imaginary, but perhaps that's a rude assumption. [ but she is sort of assessing sorey to see whether or not he's just. got imaginary friends that have now become real. ]

[windeity]

Well. [He kind of popped around and showed up at inappropriate times so there is that. But he thinks about what Sorey says and he shifts again, blinking heavily as he thinks that over.]

...it's because they're seraphs. [It's a shot in the dark, but he remembers what someone told him earlier. " Humans can't see seraphs normally. Some of my other abilities have been blocked, too, so it's probably related..." Belatedly, he realizes that was probably Mikleo since he does not exactly look like an Edna.] Or they're ghosts.

[imsorey]

[John gets another pat for getting it correct.]

They're seraphs! Not imaginary, not ghosts. Although that's usually what people think, so I can't blame you. People need a high...I guess you'd call it a spiritual resonance, in order to see them. But Mikleo said that people could see him fine. So either that isn't the case here, or everyone here has a high spiritual resonance.

[parodeity]

It might be that their seraph thing counts as a "power". It seems like everyone got brought down to zero and given a new magic power.

[ giving an actually useful opinion! ]

Wonder if we'd be able to see 'em normally fine? I mean, we're...mystical god tiers, that should count as spiritual resonance.

[grimdeity]

Seraphs are supposed to be six-winged angels, I believe, the highest order of angelic beings in the Christian angelology. I'll be disappointed if your friends have anything less than six wings apiece.

[ she's saying it seriously but she's joking ]

You're likely correct, Dave. And I would think we could? We are gods, of a sort. We're certainly able to see all kinds of other oddities back home.

[windeity]

[He's pretty content that everybody is patting him and that he can be somewhat comfortable, and also that he's correct. There's a half-grin as he tries to sit up before he ultimately gives up and stays where he's at.]

Mikleo, I guess, said that he couldn't use any of his other abilities either which is like the rest of us. [Heh.] I think I kind of forgot to mention the gods part to you when we were talking earlier. It didn't come up, but given everything maybe we could see them. I could see Mikleo just fine when we were on the beach and I was trying to get the windy thing to kick in. Do they really have wings normally? And that means you have a high resonance too if you can see them. [Are you a god, too, Sorey?]

[imsorey]

[he's not sure if they're joking about the god part until John says it and it shows on his face, a mix of interest and uncertainty as each one of them speaks like it's a given fact that they're gods. it's harder to tell when he can't sense anything; the nearest rock could be a seraphim and he wouldn't be able to tell at the moment.]

They don't have wings normally. I definitely would have noticed if they had wings. It could be that seraphim are something different where you're all from. Or they just look different.

[although he wouldn't be surprised if all of them turned out to be seraphim instead of gods]

I can see them because I grew up with them; supposedly I developed the ability at a young age, but I've been able to see them for as long as I can remember. I'm just a normal human though.

[parodeity]

[ look...the strilondes are serious sometimes. sometimes! but it can be hard to tell when. ]

That sounds like the kinda thing a hero who is literally some mystical badass would say.

[grimdeity]

Could be. Mythos are rarely a multiversal constant.

[ she says as if all the "multiverses" asides from this she's known are just doomed offshoots and pretty much the same?? ]

It does sound like something a mystical protagonist, perhaps a young wizard, would say. I'm picturing you as a child on farm, perhaps living with an uncle and not knowing your birth parents?

[windeity]

[He's trying not to laugh, but.]

The thing is that we started off as normal humans, too. And we still are! Except now normally we have these really cool powers and can fly and breathe in space and stuff. [And are mostly immortal save for certain circumstances that both Strilondes have met, so. Let's not go there.] Building up that kind of tolerance to see things like that still takes a certain skill, I think.

[imsorey]

Uh--

[he stammers a bit until he's saved by John's explanation and chooses to jump off of that instead of deal with the idea of him being a wizard farmboy badass.]

I can't claim most of the credit when I don't remember gaining the ability to see seraphim to begin with. Making a conscious effort to train or hone a skill is way more admirable by far. Especially if it leads to being able to fly like you guys. Or--I'm not really sure how humans become gods, but I'm guessing it's something like that?