❪ introlog: #2 ❫ THE CALM. -- the overflow.

[natha]

ORIGINAL POST

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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[winddaughter]

[It's fine that they don't actually cross paths right away. Anemone's first thoughts had been swiping spots for her and her roommate (despite Junpei's offer) and then free food.

So it's only a little surprising when she does finally see him, and even more surprising at his game of choice.

The surprise quickly wears off though and she looks positively thrilled.

Truly this is Junpei's most awful idea yet though. Fighting a girl that used her limbs to move and direct her mech in active combat. Thankfully, she's used to overcompensating, so moving a weapon like that will be difficult to get the hang of, and keeping her balance will be the greatest struggle.]

This looks fun! I'm impressed, Junpei. I might have to go easy on you though.

[atwo]

[ shhh... ]

Android. YoHRa Unit to be technical. I've never interacted with a living being, besides animals so I'm curious.

[strictdiscipline]

[ Her carefee attitude about the whole thing's surprising, though perhaps that's just youthful resilience and naivete kicking in. (If only she knew.) Riza hums lightly at the question, thoughtful. It's not one she would have considered, but it's not unreasonable, given the difference in worlds. ]

It depends on what types of jewelry you're looking for. The style here is different than what I'm used to, but there's plenty of it.

[ She tilts her head a little. ]

It shouldn't be hard to find anything you're looking for, within reason.

[ No forty inch TVs though, not that Riza even knows what a television is. ]

[priorly]

Everyone has something they think is terrible about themselves. We'd all be intolerable if we didn't.

[It's not quite gentle, but it's close. But still, persistent.]

[bruxisms]

[ the Blackwater had been a grave miscalculation, and he had made a grave error in underestimating the might of the Imp. be that as it may, it might have been salvageable had the Tyrell army not arrived. but that was neither here nor there. he had begun to recover from that defeat, even as the krakens continued to fight over their traitor's crown.

though there was something odd about the man, in particular his arm. ]

The sort that were once seen in the days of Aegon the Conqueror. [ one of his ancestors, along with Orys Baratheon. ] To witness such a sight... [ but he stops himself. ]

It matters not now.

[atwo]

I'm a machine. [ You say golem and she thinks of rocks. As far as she knows, despite being as heavy as one, she's all machine -- although, her tone is super bitter when having to describe herself as one because an android isn't really a machine, buuuut...

It's easier to put it that way. Even if she's not pleased about it. ]

[uwe]

From other people, for starters.

[ not that anyone here really means him harm... granted, he's only been awake for like two days, so how would he know that? he's also heard tales of all the strange monsters roaming these parts, and the strange things that they can do to people.

it's only common sense to want to protect yourself. ]

For instance, without my armor, this may have happened.

[ he'll just reach out and touch jj's chest... much like he was doing to him... but because he isn't wearing armor, he's exposed? nice pecs, jj. ]

You see? You're completely unguarded.

[sunbathed]

( quietly, amaterasu listens giving him much more attention than she usually would when so excited by the world around her. but there is a part of her somewhere that is still the same curious human girl she had been before her seventeenth birthday when everything changed as the sun set in the sky... )

You sound very proud of where you come from that is good since so many sometimes question it. I am also proud of what I represent. ( represent, an odd way of phrasing it perhaps... ) Will you tell me more of your Drowned God?

[vorrutyer]

Oh, I don't know.

[ He looks back at Prior, the smile fixed back on his face. ]

I've known my fair share of people who were utterly self-loathing and intolerable. I actually find that most people are intolerable once you get down to it.

[atwo]

I imagine that is the case.

[ actual daddy. she isn't going to be surprised that the name tag decides to take facts and turn it into a really weird way.

it's rude like that. ]

[congratulating]

I am a priest. Does that occupation mean anything to you?

[ He wonders if the humans taught the androids anything about religion. His smile appears and disappears in a flash. ] A priest is someone devoted to a higher being. [ Lifting his hand up, he gestures to the sky. ] Like you, I have never seen or spoken to the one I am devoted to, but I believe in the word that was written down by Him.

[ Kirei puts it into simplistic terms. ] My duty is to watch over the people, to safeguard their souls and their being. To watch over others on the ground as the one I believe in watches over them after they pass. I do this because I believe it is only right to do so. Indeed, I would be remiss if I did nothing for those I find lost here.

[priorly]

I don't. I wish I tolerated far fewer people than I do. [Prior's smile is smaller but more genuine.] On the whole even intolerable people have things remarkably worth tolerating about them, it's a cruel trick.

[Sorry, Byerly.]

Please. Is it true?

[atwo]

[ this is gonna be a better sight them when adam was 'born' at least --

there is a pause in her movements and she chuckles lightly to herself. dirty thoughts, huh? she never really thought about them before, but she would be lying if she said she isn't now. it's impossible to not have some thoughts that are unclean when a beauty like zero is before her. ]

Only ones that will avoid hurting you.

[ unless zero is into that??? maybe??? she doesn't know this woman at all so anything could go, but a2 would prefer to not injure her in a way that will end up being a massive turn off. and, she would like a chance to give this a try half-blind. ]

[vorrutyer]

[ A beat. The smile fades. He looks away again. ]

Yes.

[chickenhearted]

[ He's used to this assumption. Of course, that doesn't mean it's going to be any less embarrassing and disappointing if he finds out.

He wobbles as his shoulder's nudged. As if even a breath of air could blow him away in the wind. That's how dejected he's feeling at the moment. ]

... Yeah. Great. [ he's marginally reassured. ] I'm not even going to get any money out of this.

[chickenhearted]

Because ...

[ he looks around for the shady guy in the crowd, but just ends up looking at all the people instead and feeling embarrassed all over again.

He grabs the towel. ]

I was supposed to get people's attention or something. I don't know! It doesn't matter. I can't do it anyway.

[sunbathed]

And here I thought fire was a given when you're a goddess of the sun. It's a shame though because everyone would be totally jealous of a crown on fire...

( she sighs dramatically, leaning back in her seat slightly as a flash of red suddenly catches her attention in the ring. blood, as it was as a dude gets his face punched in. )

Ah... you don't think they'd let them die in there do you?

[chickenhearted]

N-no! Why would it be?!

[chickenhearted]

... Oh.

[ this guy totally hurled. he can tell, okay. ]

I guess I do feel a little bad for complaining, then, if that's true.

[ he sighs. he still thinks it's stupid they have to hold hands. but it's better than hiking in the wilderness for days. he can't really keep whining about it knowing that, can he? ]

[priorly]

Hm.

[It's a tight noise, caught in Prior's throat. He'll do a wider sample, ask everyone he meets from here out if necessary. But even a sample of one, so hard won, must say something.]

Hm.

[He clears his throat.]

Then maybe I'm a prophet.

[fakers]

A mom...? Couldn't it at least be dad? [ okay, maybe not what he should be concerned a bout. ] But it's simple. Get a job. That's it.

[daemonized]

Not quite.

I did say magic, didn't I?

[rhygret]

[ It's okay, Rhys wouldn't mind if she was rude. He thinks the practise is a bit silly, but he's enjoying watching people totally miss the watermelon, not knowing that soon that will be him. ]

I dunno, I feel like things are pretty standard where I come from.

[ or well ]

Except for the whole...governments being a thing again. That's new.

[pricechecked]

[He doesn't know about her, but Victarion knew the truth of it. Three dragons were once again in the world. Or were in the world. He had to remind himself that despite being so close to Mereen, all of that was gone now. It was infuriating the more he thought of it. At least Euron has lost his throne. That was some comfort.]

You will see no dragons. I will slay you here, where you stand. I've not killed a king before, but I think you will bleed as all other men do.

[Not that he's Victarion's king, but it should be a novel experience. This man rules as much as Euron does. Nothing.]

[vorrutyer]

[ He doesn't quite look back. He's not angry with Prior over his persistence - that would be absurd. But he...Well. Feels uncomfortable with it. With the honesty. He could have just said no. ]

And what is a prophet, exactly?