❪ 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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Yusei Fudo | Yu-Gi-Oh! 5D's

[planetary_bonds]

I. - definitely a smoother journey

[What a straight-faced kid. He's holding himself somewhat stiffly, and his tone is neutral, but he somehow comes off as warm despite all that when he gestures at the teleporter.]

It's safe, really. You might get a little nauseous the first few times, but it's manageable. Definitely better than the alternative.

[you don't want to hear about the alternative.]

II - beach fun...kinda

a.
[Yusei's been wandering up and down the food stands, but not for any kind of actual food. Hell, it's rare to see the boy eating as it is. Instead, he seems to be doing odd jobs for some of the local stand owners-he can be seen fixing up a grill here and there, or just chipping in some help when their stand gets crowded (he might even be the one handing in your order, surprise!).]

b.
[That being said, he...clearly didn't come here for fun, or just happened to come by, or something. He's not dressed to go to the beach at all! The most he's done is take off his jacket, so he's at least in his trademark muscle shirt, but heavy biker jeans and boots at the beach...? Someone get this idiot some proper clothes.]

III. - silver coins, golden sand

[Other than the volunteer work he keeps getting himself into, he ends up actually being paid to stay at one of the stands he fixed a cooker at for a few hours. Turns out Yusei can actually do some decent grilling, if the kabobs he's helping sell mean anything. They're grilled to juicy perfection, with just the right amount of char for that distinctive flavor. Yum.

At least he's wearing proper beach clothes by this point, even if they are somewhat plain. A pair of blue trunks with two black stripes going down each leg, and a light blue short-sleeved beach hoodie at least sell the image of a casual beach-goer, but it also shows off his toned skin and the dulled Signer mark on his right forearm. Not a bad sight for someone waiting for food, and it seems to at least garner curiosity from several locals who noticed the new guy at a favorite stand. Ha.

Oh, but that's not what you're here for. That'd be-]

Ah...here's your order. If there's anything else I can do for you, please ask.

d. wildcard

[you know the drill. hit me up at plotting on discord or PM or emexceedschangezearu !]

Beach Fun - 2

[tummyflowers]

[Richard is also there, all decked out! He's wearing bright lime green swim trunks, an oversized straw sunhat, oversized sunglasses, and pink flip flops. And is his white covered with a thick layer of sunscreen? You betcha. Richard doesn't half ass beach-ing, even though he's literally never done this before.]

Tsk tsk tsk. I can't believe you took the train all the way here and forgot to wear your beach clothes.

[Richard did too, but he has since bought this entire get up, which allows him to now criticize people who haven't.]

[planetary_bonds]

[Hi, Richard. You look...stunning.]

I don't have any beach clothes to forget.

[Said as matter-of-factly as possible. Wow.]

[tummyflowers]

You mean you got on that train, paid your fare, came all the way to this far away beach, all without thinking once, "hey maybe I should bring some beach clothes?"

[Richard squints, almost as if he couldn't believe Yusei's incompetence. Then he lets out a sigh of relief.]

Thank God, I thought I was the only one!

[planetary_bonds]

I was only planning on meeting someone here briefly. Purchasing new clothes for that kind of occasion didn't seem necessary.

[He shrugs.

...And now he's not entirely sure what to make of Richard, actually.]

...What, was it the same for you?

[tummyflowers]

Oh, no, I just heard there was a party. Lots of good food at parties. Didn't really expect everyone to go stripping into the ocean, but, well, I'm with it.

[And Richard is pretty loose with his money, hence his ridiculous ensemble now.]

[planetary_bonds]

...Ah.

[From what he's gathered, you seemed like the sheltered royal type before, so...]

Could it be that...you've never heard of a beach party before...?

[tummyflowers]

Excuse me, Yusei, but I know plenty about beach parties. They were all the rage in my kingdom. My second kingdom was even a nice beachfront property, perfect for beach related festivities.

[It's just... well, he never got invited to them. At all.]

[planetary_bonds]

[Second kingdom? How this man get in charge of even one kingdom, let alone two, is beyond him.]

...And it didn't occur to you to buy beach clothes...?

the kabob one

[strictdiscipline]

[ She's not here for a kabob, even if the delicious smell wafting through the air's desperately trying to convince her otherwise. Rather, she's surprised to see a face she recognizes working the stand. In contrast to Yusei's attire, her own is more beach-appropriate: a flowery shirt and skirt, with a wide-brimmed hat tucked under one arm. ]

So this is the kind of questionable back alley you like to spend time in?

[ Surely it's not, but it all seems so tame in comparison to his usual tough-guy attitude. ]

delicious

[planetary_bonds]

[At least you look ready to beach, as opposed to Yusei's last-minute getup. He raises an eyebrow in amusement, somehow looking sheepish and confident in the same motion.]

Indeed. I'm getting paid under the table for this, if you can imagine that.

[It's a joke, but...technically true.]

[strictdiscipline]

[ Is that even legal...? Well, far be it from her to police the business endeavors in Olympia when she's not even part of the Royal Guard. She skims the menu, then the kabobs out on display, then asks: ]

Is this just a job then or do you actually enjoy cooking?

[ There's too much skill in the even char of the meat for him to just be working another job, surely. ]

[planetary_bonds]

Hm? I wouldn't say it's something I enjoy, but...

[Learning the basics is a necessity, isn't it?]

I just happen to know how to grill. Cooking over an open fire isn't too hard once you learn the basics.

[Grill may or may not be optional.]

[strictdiscipline]

Is that so? Most people I know prefer cooking indoors.

[ Herself included; she's definitely more of an indoor oven type of person, too difficult to adjust heat and cook time on an outdoor fire. And in any case, if she's going to be cooking outdoors it's probably a state of emergency, in which case a perfectly grilled sausage is going to be the last thing on her mind. ]

What other skills do you 'just happen to know'?

[ He seems largely unassuming otherwise, save for the interesting outfit. ]

[planetary_bonds]

Sometimes cooking outdoors is necessary.

[He did grow up in a perfectly fine orphanage that somehow had the basic necessities, if they weren't stretched a bit thin. It was after he moved out of the place that such things needed to be learned. Whoops.]

Hm? Just things I picked up here and there.

[Don't be modest, Yusei.]

[strictdiscipline]

[ The unassuming answer earns him a dubious look, but once again she doesn't pry. If he wants to be vague about it then that's his prerogative. ]

And one of those things was how to work a grill. [ Alright then. ] Since you've been here all day, what would you recommend?

[planetary_bonds]

How to fix up a grill, really. Operating one seems somewhat simple after learning how to repair it.

[Ha. He smiles a little wryly.]

Well, I think I'm obligated to recommend one of these. [He holds out one of the newly made kabobs, the meat crackling with fat and the vegetables smelling faintly roasted.]

But if something cool is what you're looking for, there's a nice ice cream cart about ten stands down. They churn it fresh.

[of course he'd recommend something made with fresh milk.]

Beach B

[21stcenturyguy]

Um, no.

[Yusei, your whole life is sad, but this is unacceptable. Aoi's not anyone's idea of a hero, but this particular injustice is not one he can walk away from.]

Come on, loser. We're going shopping.

[planetary_bonds]

[Um. He's used to you being rude to him, but...]

...What.

[What does shopping have to do with anything.]

[21stcenturyguy]

You're making me overheat just lookin' at you. You can't wear that kinda shit at the beach.

[Aoi knows you're, like, allergic to fun, but c'mon.]

Hurry up or I'm leaving your dumb ass here, and you can spend the rest of the day getting heat stroke and cleaning sand outta your boots.

[planetary_bonds]

It's not like I was planning on staying here that long...

[Except Aoi can probably tell he's already been here for at least an hour and a half given the grease on his arms from the few repairs he's done while here, and the sand already accumulating on his clothes.

Still, he'll admit that maybe getting heat stroke isn't such a good thing. The sand in his boots he can (and is already actually having to) deal with, but heat stroke...might not be the best of plans. So he'll shrug and follow Aoi. The guy might be making fun of him like usual, but he's got a good heart...

...he thinks.]

[21stcenturyguy]

[Lucky for them, this is a tourist destination, which means they don't have to go far to find a tacky beach shop. There's a whole jewelry rack of shark tooth necklaces and so many sea shells. One wall is lined with flip flops and racks of blindingly bright swimwear.]

The beach is the one time you get a fashion pass, so go as tacky as you want.

[He gives Yusei a shove toward the racks. He's maybe got a good heart, but mostly he's bored and Yusei is a source of entertainment.]

[planetary_bonds]

Fashion...? For something you'd jump into the water with, it doesn't seem practical.

[Ha. As nerdy as the guy is, as much as he has a penchant for designing ridiculous looking motorbikes, tacky is surprisingly something he's not. Frankly, it's a little sad seeing him look over the racks of neon-prints and choose to pick out something the same dull blue color as his jacket-hell. The beach shorts even have the same black lines his does around the seams. Somehow.]

[21stcenturyguy]

This is why you'll never be cool...

[Practicality is the last thing fashionable people worry about, duh.]

But, like I said, you don't have to look good in it. You can pick trunks with something dumb like clovers or hearts on them, as long as you adhere to the beach aesthetic.

[Just give up, you're not leaving here until you're dressed in beachwear.]

Just pick something you don't hate and go try it on. We've got beach stuff to do.

[planetary_bonds]

Really? I'd thought we were picking these out so I wouldn't overheat.

[That's not what Aoi meant, and by the way Yusei's lips are twitching slightly, he knows it. Yusei's just being rude.

As if to punctuate that, he wanders over to where beach hoodies are, and picks out a light blue one that looks nearly white when in the sun. It's about as plain as plain can get, even more so considering he's actually wearing more clothes than just swim trunks.]