❪ introlog: #2 ❫ THE CALM.

[natha]

OVERFLOW

You have spent the last few days on Thesa Station, taking in the knowledge that your world is no more. Perhaps you’ve made some friends (or maybe an enemy or two). Either way, you aren’t expected to spend all of your time on the Station. El Nysa needs you, after all, and you promised you’d help the planet thrive. Are you ready? Submit any AC eligible thread of participating in this log's prompts for Two (2) Olympia REP points HERE. TRAVEL LIGHT     You're really lucky, new refugee. Because of the efforts of those that came before you, your own descent into El Nysa will be quick and relatively painless. You get to reap the benefits of others' experience. Those that came before you are all well-versed in the art of teleportation now, and descending into El Nysa is simply a concentrated thought away. A teleporter has been placed in the common areas to help the new refugees descend, but for this first time, you're going to need a little guidance. You're going to need to take the hand of someone who has been on El Nysa for a while now and learn the ropes. Hold on tight, Refugee, and don't be afraid when the blinding light hits you. The actual journey will feel like a sudden whiplash— painless, but sudden, and maybe a little nauseating. Keeping your balance may be difficult, and it’s possible you might end up toppling onto your poor partner. Hopefully you’re at least thankful. You have landed in a back alley in the Residential District of Olympia. HOME SWEET HOME     Immediately, you notice that everything you've been told about El Nysa is true. There are people of all races here, and although no one bats an eye at your appearance as you enter the district, a member of the Royal Guard asks for your passport. They have a keen eye, and can tell that although you may be a new refugee to their city, they've never seen you before. Certain rumors of an outside force making preparations to do some major damage has them particularly on edge. It's a good thing the Orbiters made sure you have an Olympian passport ready to go. You present it, and with a small nod, the Guard says nothing more and slaps a patch on your chest; to your surprise, it reads: Hello! My name is ________________! I am in House #___! Are you my housemate? ... No matter how much you try, there's no removing this sticker. "It'll come off tomorrow," says the guardkeep. "Lots of refugees here, limited housing. It's an easy way to get to know the people you're living with. Though, if you ask me, why are we accepting so many foreigners when so many want to watch this city burn? Well, I don’t give the orders." If someone greets you, the message on the patch will magically change: Secretly, I _____, _____, and _____! What are yours? There's no telling how they'd known these things, but it likely has to do with Zasere. AGAIN. It may be a good idea to get situated in your new home and set down some ground rules with your roommates. There is also, of course, much of Olympia to explore. FLONA COVE     Word around the city is that one very cute and enthusiastic Olympian, You Watanabe, has been asking around earnestly for the nearest place to find some coastal fun. It didn't take long before a few locals pointed her in the direction of Flona Cove. Maybe it’s a good idea to check out the area. There are only a few more days left of summer, after all. Even if you're not the beach type, exploring a new area certainly can't hurt your understanding of El Nysa. Flona Cove is just a quick train ride away. BEACH PARTY: Chances are, you've heard about the beach party being organized by You Watanabe, whether it be from her directly or someone who knows her. A lot of careful planning has gone into it, and it looks like a great time, so why not check it out? Full speed ahead towards a great time! There's plenty of food for everyone, and plenty of watermelons that need splitting! 1. Various food vendors from around Flona Cove have agreed to offer free food for the new refugees, and they line the shoreline near the harbor, enthusiastically offering goodies such as seafood kabobs, ice cream, fresh fruit (including whole watermelons!), and hot dogs. You Watanabe herself has a grill where she’s cheerfully serving up her trademark "Niceoodles" yakisoba as well as other Japanese food like takoyaki and rice. What makes her noodles so nice? It’s obviously the cheerful smiley-face sun drawn on the omelette. In exchange, the chefs and vendors only ask that you spread the word, though most of them have buckets for donations if you want to help chip back in. After the party is all done, however, there seem to be plenty of dishes that need doing, all in a big pile. You herself is working on getting through the mountain of dishes, but maybe you could lend a hand? 2. It's just not a beach party without the traditional watermelon splitting! For those of you who don't come from modern Japan on Earth, it might be perplexing at first seeing the literal mountain of watermelons grown with the help of Keyleth, another recent Olympian. If the bat-like sticks and blindfolds next to them don’t explain the purpose, though, you might just sit back and watch as a brave competitor sets a watermelon on the sand, ties a blindfold around their eyes, and has people start yelling at them which way to go. They consider the shouts of the crowd, take a swing... and strike nothing but sand. Perhaps you can do better? There are beach activities galore. Now's the time to build the sandcastle of your dreams or play a game of beach volleyball. Maybe you're brave enough to surf the waves, or you’d just like to enjoy a swim. Mom friends who just want to lounge in the sun and read a book while working on their tan are welcome too, of course. BENEATH THE SURFACE: 1. Diving beneath the waters in Flona Cove yield a whole new world on its own. Rent a scuba suit and take a trip to explore the corals, and you may even be lucky enough to run into a playful school of dolphins. Be careful-- they tend to get carried away and will happily drag swimmers for a wild ride. 2. You might want a boat for this scuba adventure, unless you're a strong swimmer. Venture deeper into the ocean, farther away from the coast, and adventurers will find some interesting stuff. Two miles southwest of the harbor, deep, deep into the watery abyss, lies a shipwreck. Exploring through the various rooms of the ship yields a few knick-knacks here and there-- rusted spare parts, cracked tea sets... a surprisingly well-preserved pin-up painting of Koralle? The real treasure awaits for those who have the courage to swim beneath the ship's hull. Here, covered in algae and debris, lies the skeletal corpse of a winged, fanged, clawed beast. This is only a distant memory of its former glory, as nothing but bones are left, but something— something brilliant, catches your eye. Those hundreds of teeth are not bone, but a material so lustrous and pure, it nearly blinds. It will take some work, but with persistence and strength, it is possible to extract a tooth. Those that work in Simwe Institute or The Sanctuary may find it beneficial to take an extra for their boss— this is definitely something that is of interest to study. 3. Olympians love their luxury. There's nothing more luxurious than a secluded lagoon, the water at just the perfect temperature and pristine. This is one of the most sought-after spots for the natives, but when you come across it, it is completely peaceful and empty. For the tourists? Well, this place simply gets overlooked due to its distance from the main beaches. It's also relatively hidden. Soon you start feeling oddly friendly? Cupid’s Pool is also described by the people of Olympia as the touchy-feely pool. It has an inherent property that makes those who soak in it crave physical affection. Chances are you probably wanted to know this before you decided to take a dip, huh? (Please warn for threads appropriately) EARN SOME SILVER     1. While many of the locals came together to offer their hands to provide a bit of entertainment for the surge in tourism, that isn’t to state that they’re fully staffed. Have a few hours to spare? They're willing to pay for your help. Maybe you’re just the cooking champ they needed? The lifeguard who showed up just in time? Or the star salesman at their humble accessory shop so desired? 2. The man who approaches you is even offering more than most of the vendors down the street. Sure, the guy and his entourage look kind of shady, but money is money, isn't it? If you accept, he’ll shove a strange swimsuit or two your way and lead you to the dressing room. What kind of job is this? Modeling, he says. Hopefully you aren’t camera shy! Hey there, hot stuff. I like your look. Or maybe it's your... aura? Either way, I like what you're working with. How about you flaunt what you've got for some fat silver stacks? He also wants to be able to test your charm, and is willing to pay a whopping 400 silver in exchange. He may even ask you to go "talk" (did you hear him say "hit on"?) to a couple of people, and “sell” yourself. Whatever that means... Incidentally, he says he’ll give you a signal once you get a pass. Feels like forever, doesn’t it? 3. Once night begins to fall and the people gradually begin to clear out, you’ll notice something... odd. There are some shady looking people around, and maybe you’ve been hearing whispers all day about a certain "fight club." Initially, no one will tell you a time or location, but if you are persistent, your efforts will pay off. Perhaps in light of helping a vendor clear out their stall or assisting that one Olympian native in distress, they’re willing to tell you a few things about this exclusive club. They explain to you that it’s been a long-standing tradition of Olympia. Secret fight clubs. A place for people to stretch their wings and their fists. Moreover, the pay off seems to be pretty good! Though, they warn you that there are some aggressive competitors out there this time around. Things have been tough politically for a while now, and there is much unrest among the people. What better way to blow off some steam than to beat someone up and make a bit of bank! Fights are not to the death, simply until a knock out, but accidents (and "accidents") do happen. Finding the crowd of people will take some searching, even with directions. They meet along the northern coast of Flona, by following a path leading underground, well away from any civilization. Once you’re there, why not participate? You may find yourself facing off against a fellow refugee. OOC     An AC-eligible thread for 2 OLYMPIAN REP POINTS may be submitted from this log. SUBMIT THE THREAD HERE by OCTOBER 15 11:59 PM EST. In the event of CAPTCHA, we will be providing an overflow. In the event of a second CAPTCHA, players are advised to move threads to an overflow post on their character journals. These threads remain eligible for AC, AC Rewards, and REP. 1 SILVER = 1 US DOLLAR. QUICK NAV premise ● faq ● world ● map ● reputation ● npcs taken ● reserves ● application calendar ● hiatus/drops ● modbox [ FULL NAVIGATION ] elnysa nysalogs nysaisles nysaooc elnyan

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Haru Okumura | Persona 5

[frombetrayal]

beach party - 2a;

[Here's Haru.

Here's Haru with a blindfold over her eyes and a bat in hand.

Here's Haru listening carefully for instructions to help her smash up that watermelon...

Help a girl out? She looks and sounds determined to do well, at least:]

I await your instructions!

[this watermelon better prepare to get rekt]

beach party - 2b;;

[Here's Haru with the remains of some poor, unsuspecting watermelon all over her. It looks almost like blood splatter, but no, it's just watermelon juice and watermelon pulp and so on.

She doesn't seem all that bothered, honestly.]

Ah, that was refreshing...

beneath the surface - 2;

[It's adventure time.

Or, almost, anyway; Haru's here on a boat, all suited up and ready to go. She's not alone, though - that's where you come in. It's about time to take the plunge, and she looks over with a smile.]

This ought to be quite the experience, wouldn't you say?

wildcard;

[If none of the above works for you, come at me with something else or hit me up to plot something out! o]

2b

[ayes]

[You made sure to set her grill up within watching range of the watermelon pile, just in case anyone needed to have the rules shouted at them, but most people picked it up very quickly. Especially this girl.] --wow. You, uh, really hit that one hard! [She must do some weight training, jeez.] I hope there's enough left of it to eat!

[frombetrayal]

[Oh dear. She did, didn't she?

Haru laughs softly and surveys the remains of the watermelon. Well, there's some left that they can eat, but...]

I suppose I did let myself get a bit carried away. [...] Perhaps I would be better suited to instructing the others.

[It was fun though. :( ]

[ayes]

If you wanted to go again, there's plenty of watermelons to go around! [You laughs, a little sheepishly.] But half the fun is getting to eat them afterwards, don't you think?

[frombetrayal]

That's true.

[Haru smiles; the expression on her face is a tad bit sheepish.]

That being the case, perhaps it would be better for me not to take another turn...

[ayes]

You should definitely take another turn if you want to! There's enough for everyone!

--maybe just, uh, swing a little softer next time?

SCOOPS THE GF UP - 2a

[burglarize]

What kind of instructions do you need..?! You beat the shit out of it!

[ Ever as classy as ever with her words, it seems. Ann is grinning ear to ear, not ever going to turn down the chance to see her friends having fun. ]

Slice it like it's a shadow!

HELLO HELLO

[frombetrayal]

[Haru laughs. Oh, Ann.

The bat gets waved in the air a bit as turns from one side to the other, trying to get her bearings. Now, where on earth is this watermelon...?]

Which way is it? I can't see!

[She will smash it up as soon as she knows where to aim her strike, though!]

[burglarize]

Uh - I can't really tell you, that's cheating! But, uh a little to the left. It's not like you're throwing axes at the people watching!

[ So... there is that, okay? ]

[frombetrayal]

[To the left it is... Haru takes a breath, aims, and swings -

Alas, she's not quite in the right place. The bat hits the sand, and she can feel some of it displaced by the swing.

A little further left, then... time for take two!]

Haaah...!!

[burglarize]

[ She watches intent, rooting and cheering on among the crowd. Seeing Haru so free — and well, awake, just makes her heart soar. She wants all of her friends to just.. wake up and live as normal as they can. ]

Oh - almost and - [ And with a sickening hit to the left, the watermelon splatters. ] Aaaah! Yes!

2a.

[eusford]

[ Crowley has been having a field day (mildly) telling those foolish enough to trust him to go on opposite ends of the beach so far, but he finds it difficult to actually do this to children. Reminds him too much of a certain group of determined kids from home, which is why he clicks his tongue, albeit softly. ]

Take a step right and then go forward until I say stop. You're not that far.

[frombetrayal]

[She doesn't recognize his voice.

But that's half the fun of these sorts of games, isn't it? Getting to know other people. Maybe once she manages to smash up the watermelon and remove her blindfold, she'll be able to pick him out of the crowd and put a name to the voice.

Haru nods, and does as he says - taking one step to the right, and then moving forward, though she is at least cautious enough to feel ahead with one foot before taking any big steps, lest she trip over something.

She'll keep going until he says the word! ...she seems to be enjoying herself, at least?]

[eusford]

[ Well at least she listens to instructions a little better than the kids back home. He's not rambunctious as the rest of the crowd and keeps himself composed. ]

Stop there.

[ His voice is sharp, though void of any excitement. ]

Swing as hard as you can right in front of you.

[ He doesn't really expect much from her... she looks weak... rip ]

[frombetrayal]

[Haru is good at following instructions. When he tells her to stop, she stops.

A moment passes, and then as he tells her what to do, she nods. Her grip adjusts on the handle of the bat, and she raises it high, then brings it down in an arc using all of her strength.

He did tell her to do it as hard as she can, after all.

The effect is probably not what anyone watching expects. Haru looks weak, but she packs a punch when she wants to. And right now? She definitely wants to.

It doesn't take more than a single swing to smash it right on open - and she knows she's succeeded, because some of the watermelon pulp lands right on one of her legs as the fruit all but explodes from the force of the strike. That's going to need cleaning up.

...luckily the ocean is right there!]

2b

[sakabroto]

[He missed the watermelon smashing, but he shows up when he hears people yelling in triumph and calling out for more participants and what a sight he comes upon. Something about Haru Okumura, a possible literal Disney princess with a penchant for axes and shit, covered in red spatter and holding a baseball bat is just...It's a thing. It's a big thing and he isn't 100% ready to deal with it, but here he goes.]

Damn, gotta wonder what the other guy looks like.

[Oh wait. He looks down and sees the watermelon blown apart.]

Oh huh. Guess I don't gotta wonder. Nice job.

[frombetrayal]

Thank you!

[She looks rather proud of herself, though perhaps she hit it with more force than was really necessary. So much of it has gone flying that there's really very little left for them to eat.

Still... just the experience of it was fun enough.

With that in mind, she holds the bat out to him.]

Would you like to take a turn? They have plenty more watermelons.

[sakabroto]

[He takes the bat and tests the weight of it, stepping back to give it a few experimental swings. It might be fun smacking some watermelons around, but...

He looks at the remains of Haru's watermelon and thinks he probably can't whack it that hard. Would it be embarrassing to not destroy it like she did?]

I dunno, you seemed to do one heck of a job all by yourself. You sure we need more of 'em pulverized?

[frombetrayal]

[overflow!]

wildcard!

[tricksune]

[ After a long day of food, snorkeling, and busting up countless innocent watermelons on the beach, the sun starts to start its slow descent towards the horizon, dusk diving in after it. And it's about time to start thinking about returning home and washing all the grit off, even if it's worth sticking around for sunset— ]

What—?

[ Instead of scoping out the spot with the best view, Yusuke's voice grumbles out in disbelief. He's checking his hoodie for something, brows furrowed when he draws up... nothing. He wastes a few more seconds looking around before swiveling towards Haru with a frown. ]

Haru. Have you seen an extra ticket anywhere? [ His return slip for the train's gone, and he hardly has any silver left. No doubt spent on stupid beach things (at the very least, there's no crustaceans in sight), but that's besides the point. ]

[frombetrayal]

[...uh-oh.]

An extra ticket...?

[This has the potential to be rather unfortunate. The last thing they need is to get stranded here after dark ("they," because even if Haru has her own ticket - and she does - she's not ditching Yusuke).

And knowing him, he's probably spent enough silver on things at the beach...

Not that she can judge; she might have gone a little overboard, herself, indulging in the party's atmosphere.

Just to be safe, she'll check the immediate area. Ah. Nope. Nothing.]

I don't... but let's retrace our steps. It's bound to turn up. [Unless it blew off into the ocean or picked up by someone else who needed a ride back, which is likely.]

[tricksune]

[ As thankful as he is for the company during this dark and harrowing time in his life, it wouldn't really do to keep Haru out all night looking for a way home. He sighs out gratefully. ]

Thank you. [ Four eyes are better than two, and if nothing else, maybe she could help him look for a last-minute job. First things first, though. ] Now then—I think that takes us back to the stalls.

[ Many of which are starting to sell off the last of their wares and takoyaki boats, but maybe he dropped it in all the hustle and bustle of business. ] But where...

[frombetrayal]

[overflow!]

beneath the surface

[ownit]

[Dio has no idea why he's doing this. He wouldn't say he gets nervous easily, but he looks a bit on edge as he finishes zipping his suit up. His eyes roll over to Haru with a complete lack of the enthusiasm that she's sporting.]

Yeah, I'd say something like that.

[He hesitates.]

Remind me what the goal is, here?

[frombetrayal]

[overflow!]