❪ 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

Comments

• bellamy

[mayarah]

It's not spicy or anything, so I bet you'll be okay.

[ and because he asked nicely (enough) and she likes him, she doesn't even hesitate before holding out the paper plate the food rests on to him so he can take one of the skewers of sea food in a fragrant sauce as well. ]

[ the doctor ]

[axiomed]

(( from here ))

How did you — [ Charles frowns before relaxing slightly. ]

Yes. I'm a telepath. And your mind is very . . . [ He searches for a diplomatic word. ] . . . strong.

eggsy unwin | kingsman

[tailorable]

[ original toplevel from here. old and new threads welcome! ]

[gekkajuu]

It does! As long as you're willing to work hard, everything is within reach. Even I managed to get a job at a highly respected research institute that the Empress herself sponsors.

[He is So Proud of himself. Even if his actual job is kind of shit, it's something he's managed to achieve all by himself, and he couldn't be more grateful to his boss. Between that and being welcomed as a member of society, getting a passport and everything, what more could he possibly have wished for?]

Hmm, I wonder... I've never actually done this together with someone before, but, to be safe, you should probably think of teleporting, too. You just stand in the right spot and think of being teleported down - and then it happens! The first time can be a little disorienting, though.

[tenmovesahead]

[Shikamaru gives a slight nod, eyes closing, not at all hiding his amusement for getting that kind of a response. See, who's intimidated? Take that you stupid name tag.]

That's where I'm at, too. Maybe they really are that great and just want us to have happy lives down here on Planet Weirdo, but what I do know is I'd be a lot more comfortable if it didn't feel like they had every single advantage in this situation.

[He scratches the side of his head, sighing.] But, hey, not like it matters. As long as they're trying to bring the other billion people up there back to the waking world, the least we can do is help out and play along. Even if it's a complete drag. And speaking of playing along [And being a drag but it doesn't say that part] I guess it's your turn for the "mutual questioning".

• reinhardt

[mayarah]

[ that snore is probably the cause of a small earthquake in some tiny ant nation in the sand a few feet from his resting point, that's how impressive it sounds to kara. must be something about the large frame supporting larger snores.

"snork" is unfortunately not a sign that he's actually awake and kara reaches out to tentatively poke him in the shoulder with a finger. ]

You need to wake up.

[mmiab]

—Ah. Oh. Sorry. [ it's not often he comes across anyone who can just - hear him. or feel him, or whatever brand of telepathy happens to be happening here. he's looking incredibly sheepish: he can only imagine what that must be like, for a human mind. ] Hm. Hang on, let me see if there's—

[ anything he can do, is the point, and then there's the very concentrated effort being made to pull up some kind of personal barriers. it's not anything he has to worry about on the regular so he's somewhat out of practice, but after a moment or two Charles might experience the hubbub dying down a bit. now more like a storm trapped behind glass - single-glazed, but glass all the same. ]

Better?

[axiomed]

[ Charles exhales softly, partially stunned. He's never known anyone to manage that kind of shielding, not from sheer force of will. He stares at the Doctor before grinning. ]

Yes. That — That is fascinating. I've never seen anything quite like it.

by.

[tailorable]

[ from here. ]

[ Oi, he knows petit means small. These backhanded compliments are doing his head in. ]

I don't think you're special enough to be the only arsehole here, bruv. [ He snorts. ] And I doubt people all about savin' lives were that picky over who they saved, anyway. Goes against the whole principle.

[ of being a hero or something. ]

[immeasurably]

[ Heaving himself up onto the boat, David takes a moment to sprawl, undignified, across the deck in an effort to catch his breath. ]

Sure, no problem. [ His everything feels like it's on fire but that's only to be expected when you'd used muscles that hadn't had quite that kind of workout in awhile. ]

What's a little near drowning between friends?

[mmiab]

[ hah! good. good. that grin goes matched with one of his own, and a shrug at the compliment. a pleased shrug. it's not anything he really ought to accept praise for, but hey. take it where it comes. ]

Well. There've got to be some perks to being a 900 year old alien from another planet.

[ banter ]

[axiomed]

[ Oh. Not what he was expecting, but Charles can roll with it. ]

No wonder. I've felt thousands of minds at once, but never with this kind of weight.

[knitpick]

["Every advantage" is one way to put it. There are certainly a some aspects of their situation that seem conveniently beneficial to their hosts -- that this interuniversal force they've acquired for themselves through their goodwill is so heavily comprised of things like godtiers and ninjas over ordinary civilians, for one -- but she bites down on the urge to muse on those thoughts out loud. On the off chance that their benefactors really are as good as they seem, she doesn't want to create additional suspicion. Those who are sufficiently suspicious will come to those thoughts on their own anyway.]

Well, I do think you would likely benefit from a therapist's input, but seeing as you're so clearly against being "interrogated", as you put it, I'll leave that for you to come to voluntarily. We can just keep this conversational.

[She's nice like that. Also, it's probably unethical to pick up clients for one's buddy therapy practice by forced questioning.]

So. Is anyone else from your home world here and awake? That you know of, anyway.

[She did talk briefly with another man who called himself a ninja, back upon first arriving here. She hasn't seen him since though, and it's hard to say if that means he'd been put back to sleep or if he's just really good at the whole ninja thing.]

[mmiab]

[ aha... ha... ]

I do pride myself on being weighty. [ do you? hm. ] If it's ever a problem, let me know. I'm not used to sustaining any kind of dampening, usually I just let it all hang loose, you know? Don't think I've met anyone who can hear that impressively in a long time. But I'll do my best.

[axiomed]

Normally, I can tune it out but . . . [ Charles trails off with a sigh. ] What is muffled can still come through. It won't wreak havoc on my control but I'm afraid I'm subject to the odd headache or two.

peggy.

[tailorable]

[ from here. ]

[ Peggy fills in the gaps for him, too, making his features visibly loosen in relief as she confirms she's properly English. She guesses correctly, too, and he likes that he can't detect any note of derision in her tone. ]

Every bit of me. [ even now, with the greatest spy gear and finest bespoke suits available on Earth. ] North of the river for you, then?

[ said as they come within reach of the booth. His tone isn't neutral but rather amused. It's a little funny that North and South have stumbled into each other at an underground fight club on an alien planet, isn't it? After she confirms, he approaches the counter, straightening his posture all the while. There's room for her alongside him, given they're a team.

He flashes a winning smile. ]

Excuse me, sir. [ a shade posher than his natural voice. ] I believe we've some winnings to collect.

athena.

[tailorable]

[ from here ]

[ He assumes the opposite 'cause he'd nick his favourite mentor's fancy arse gadgets without hesitation, so... ]

Only giving her twenty percent? [ He flashes a cheeky grin, eyes twinkling with mischief. ] You're a grifter, Athena.

[ teasing because he suspects she's serious about handing over the cash afterwards. It works as a starting offer, at least. And they'll see if there's even any money to be gained from this. He tips his head to the vendor, who sits fiddling with some faulty gear. Ready to pitch this, homegirl? ]

dutch.

[tailorable]

[ from here. ]

[ he arches his brows. ]

Nothing romantic about you and me holding hands, then? [ teasing but also... genuinely curious. ] Just business today.

Lavellan

[moneytwin]

[ Continued from here ]

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They were pretty awful and boring, weren't they? Not that it was exactly the most pleasant task. [she wrinkles her nose a bit] I don't recall if it was ever explained what they needed animal shit for, but I hope the pay was good.

It looks very cumbersome. But.. [a pause, as she looks up and across the water, where a couple of people have surface. Soaked, but apparently happy! Hmm.] It may be worth asking around again for correct assembly dear. It does look more complicated than it necessarily needs to be.

[ Like these cannisters. She taps one with a nail. ]

..I could very much use the coin. I just can't imagine that there isn't an easier way to do this.

[cykedelic]

[ Well, nicking something from her Boss is another thing entirely, sadly this person is a completely innocent bystander. ]

Hey! It's better than nothing at all. [ Meaning she's trying to be generous. ] Though it depends on how generous she is with the discount... Let's do this!

[ She's eager to go though, reaching to pull him along by the arm when she steps over. ]

Hola! My friend and I were wondering if we could offer you a deal. It's 100% in your favour, if you're up for it.

[ Well, she has her attention, the attendant looking between them both. ] See, I've seen a few people who have gone diving have found treasure nearby, and we want to go looking for some as well. If you can give us a discount on the suits, we'll give you a cut of what we find. We were thinking 20% of what we get, if you give us the suits for half the price. What do you say?

[ The attendant looks between them both, squinting suspiciously. Athena just smiles even wider at her. ]

bellamy.

[tailorable]

[ from here. ]

[ Eggsy emerges with his aviators on, mouth curved into a self-satisfied smile. He just got paid to drink and (unsuccessfully) flirt with Bellamy, which as jobs go — not the worst. Hell, it was essentially soft practice for the honeypots that he'll encounter one day.

Vanilla, flavourless, practice. ]

Every joke at my expense loses you ten silver. [ probably joking?? ] Just so you know.

Magnus

[moneytwin]

[ Continued from here. ]

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Hello, Steven.

[ Used to it or not, it's pretty rude to tap the glass, so Vex refrains, even as she can't help but wonder at carrying a goldfish around like this. But Magnus and Steven both look happy enough, so.. ]

[lips press into a thin line] ..Well, it wouldn't be the first time. But having a free place to get started is more than I've had before. [she shakes her head, then smiles brightly; as though the loss of her world isn't worth consideration for more than a few minutes.] How about you tell me more about the city while we head there? You said you're a carpenter here, yes?

[lifespanned]

Oh! Is that what it's called?

[ Housing block? Living quarters? Refugee Village™? She doesn't know. She also doesn't pick up on the other's little huff, just continuing to focus on her predicament and by proxy, ignore the incredibly incriminating tag on her chest. ]

But yes, I think I'm supposed to go there. I have to sleep somewhere tonight... do you know the way there?

[lifespanned]

[ She glances down and - ah. While she can't hide the widening of her eyes, she does her best to control her reaction, laughing naturally and waving her hand dismissively. ]

Oh, that's a total misunderstanding! Misa is a good girl. I knew these things were up to something!

[ In the back of her head, she makes a note to get a jacket to cover this weird thing up, preferably one that matches her outfit. She's quick to try and veer the subject off the suspicious nature of her own tag, covering it with a fist to her chest for now. ]

I didn't get a map when I got here, otherwise I wouldn't bother someone up front...But you don't have one of these, so you must already live here, right?

[vorrutyer]

[ His expression chills. ]

I beg your pardon?