❪ 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

[terrantrash]

<sub>[Easier said than done. No, really, it is. Slaine's not exactly the most socialized teen, not for a lack of trying but simply for the fact he's never really interacted with people his age outside of Asseylum which...didn't really even count thanks to the circumstances surrounding their friendship. Adults were a bit easier - they'd give an order and he'd obey. The three he was going to live with now were conundrums, puzzles that he was, in all honesty, afraid of.

It could hurt to ask. Asking questions in the past got him punished and so the aversion to pry is there. Why would they want him to try and understand them? He still really isn't sure why Euphie wanted him to stay in the first place, other than some moral obligation or pity she might have toward him. Maybe.]</sub>

...I don't want to be a bother.

[veneries]

[There's no sign of suspicion in the man's reaction, which is reassuring.

He smiles gratefully.] It's not so bad for those in a house with power and connections. But here- there aren't any houses. I'm just Willem.

[greyate]

[ She snorts at that, remembering all the times she put off going on a rollercoaster. A small part of her regretted it while the rest of her didn't.

Though she answers the question a little too quickly, scoffing. ]

No.

[ But then she's trying to smother a smile, lips pressing together and then inside before she adds, a little flatly, ]

But I wanted to.

[gekkajuu]

It must really like you!

[Or something like that. Deer aren't exactly known for their devotion to people - but that just proves how special Mikazuki is to this deer, right?]

Have you named it yet?

[tzaraisen]

You're right, then. There's little need to worry about it.

[ There are, however, still other things to be concerned about. ]

Be wary. There are jellyfish in these waters.

[gekkajuu]

And you threatened to kill someone.

[Even ignoring how Akutagawa had promised not to kill anyone for six months - and no his time asleep doesn't count! - the topic itself is annoying to Atsushi.]

Is that all you can talk about?

[immeasurably]

It's supposed to get easier. [ More than a little dubious, if only because it's difficult to imagine being broken down on an atomic level only to be re-assembled somewhere else ever getting easier. ]

Guess time'll tell.

[gekkajuu]

[That's a limitation of its own, but not the worst one. Atsushi would choose that over Yosano's methods any day of the week. Swimming back to shore, he keeps a decent pace, but doesn't hurry: he's in no rush if Mipha isn't.]

Princess... [He repeats the word as if it's unfamiliar. It isn't, of course, but it sure takes that long to sink in.] You're a princess?!

[No, the title is just for show, of course.]

[tzaraisen]

Wait a minute.

[ She's just touched on something baffling to him, and now extremely important to address. ]

How long have you been exposed to the sun without protection?

[greyate]

[ Jean remembers Kurt teleporting them around and that was less nauseating than the trip down to the planet. She barely manages not to groan at remembering: ]

That's right; they expect us to do that more than once.

[ She reaches up to rub at her face with both hands while they continue to walk. ]

This is like the plot of some b-movie that thinks it's an epic.

[ The difference, however, is that she'd probably enjoy a movie like that. Having to live it was a whole other matter. ]

[veneries]

[Feeling the man flinch under his hand is thrilling. He keeps the hand steady on his shoulder.

The man's words are less so- being a Bolton doesn't mean nothing here, the traditions of his house and what he'd done to gain it weren't for nothing. He is still a Bolton.]

House Tyrell rose high, in the end? Your sister became Queen. [Three times, if the ravens were to be believed.]

[sparsity]

It seems like it. [ Actually it'd been a challenge to get out of his house for guard missions, even late at night... ] Coming out here today is fine.

[ Now that he's found a relatively safe spot, free of lobsters and octopuses. ]

And no, I don't know what to choose.

[ People who are real bad at naming things: Mikazuki. ]

[gekkajuu]

It will be more of a bother if you live together without knowing what to expect of each other.

[Atsushi would be almost the same as Slaine, really, except he's never quite stopped talking to people - and he can say all of this with the benefit of hindsight, and the knowledge that his own roommate is a very nice man.]

At the very least, work out some ground rules together. What times to you need people to be quiet? Who does the cleaning, who does the cooking? Things like that.

The rest can follow.

[gekkajuu]

[Look, Atsushi named his cub after candy. You probably don't want his advice.

But now he's going to give it anyway.]

Hmm, well... Is there anything it reminds you of? A place, or a person?

[tzaraisen]

You're right. In the end, no one was hurt, and we can investigate some other time. We have enough stress on our minds as is.

[ Things like their world being no more, The conflict that is supposed to be happening here, Lancelot's King Carl angst. It all takes precedence over Agnes and her scamming ways.

He nods in affirmation to Siegfried's suggestion, making a small noise of approval and looking quite pleased at the idea of a new training regiment.

As soon as they enter the store, Percival decides that these outfits are definitely not what he'd look for, but Siegfried looks like he's interested? At this point, anything is better than that armor, so if this is what it takes, he'd support his mentor in a sailor suit. ]

These ensembles look... comfortable. [ This is the highest compliment he can muster. ] Do they interest you?

[terrantrash]

...I'll follow whatever rules they set.

<sub>[Lord knows already that Euphie is the one who's the head of the household. Slaine's already observed that much when it comes to having watched the way all three interacted with each other. Mikazuki listened to her and Hush seemed to listen to Mikazuki. That was the hierarchy in place, or so it seemed.

Forcing himself to swallow his nerves and praying to whatever god might exist that the house would be empty, another glance at the sleeping cub has him forcing himself out of his comfort zone. He doesn't want to give it up just yet, even though he's already preparing himself for rejection.]</sub>

Would you...like to come inside?

[inaurare]

Jelly-fish?

[he might be able to connect it with something he'd heard before, but... it could just as easily be something from the future, or from a different world...]

I don't know this word.

[tzaraisen]

[ She's not super old or made of glass, but she is struggling! And that's enough to warrant giving help.

He nods in understanding as she explains. ]

There are those who specialize in a similar sort of role as the one you describe, back in my world. [ Priests who heal, dancers who provide combat support to allies. You know, RPG stuff. ]

Though I suppose I should speak of this in past tense, now... [ His voice grows a bit softer, but not enough to completely betray his heart. ] What's your name, girl?

[immeasurably]

What, not ready to get your Xena on? [ Teasing, mostly. To say Olympia thus far had been a culture shock seemed like an understatement. ]

I'm just glad the housing seems to have the basics. Imagine having to make do without the wonders of indoor plumbing?

[gekkajuu]

That's not bad to start, but... you'll have to tell them if there's something that doesn't work for you, too. You're all living together, after all.

[Not that Atsushi would be all that great about stuff like that, but...

Oh! He got invited in! On the one hand, he doesn't want to impose, but on the other... Slaine really doesn't look up to going in by himself.]

If it's not too much trouble, I'd like that very much.

[veneries]

-for keeping your ungrateful ass from jumping out the tallest tower of the Dreadfort or cutting off all your fingers. [He interrupts, frustration creeping into his voice again.

He brings a hand up to try to take the knife out of the man's fingers. Perhaps it's to keep his fingers from shaking so much? It's unclear for now.

In the back of his mind, behind the hurt frown, he studies the hate and frustrated pain in the man's eyes. He knew how Reek looked, he knew all the ways Theon had looked at him with pain and anger and despaire before he'd broken him. Is this the same? Theon hadn't often looked at him with such unbridled hate- not before he'd started to flay the man.

It's worth keeping in the back of his mind.]

[terrantrash]

_{[Telling others if something doesn't work for him has never been a luxury he's had, and so he doesn't even consider it. He'll just...put that suggestion aside for now. He can cross that bridge when he inevitably gets to it.]}

It isn't any trouble at all.

_{[If anyone's being troubled it's Atsushi, as far as Slaine can tell. Reaching into his pocket he pulls out his key, unlocking the front door, holding it open so Atsushi can step inside first.]}

[sparsity]

[ Any advice is good advice to Mikazuki, in cases like these. Or else it'll end up named Oyassan, or something like that. ]

...ahh, well. Nothing came up when I thought about it, since I've never seen a deer before.

[gekkajuu]

[It feels a little weird to go first when it's Slaine's house and he hasn't even seen it yet, but... Atsushi isn't going to keep him waiting, either.]

Thank you.

[He steps inside, quickly removing his shoes at the door. Old habits. Then he turns back to Slaine, to relieve him of the cub if he wants, so he can take his shoes off, too.]

[11calls]

I kind of hope there isn't. If there was, then a lot of bad things happened, and are going to happen because of my show.

[Alex means both. She can't help it. Yes, the world was full of wondrous things and magic would be wondrous too, but she remembered what Nic said, about getting what we deserved, and the last thing that Alex wanted was to get what she'd deserved for maybe bringing about the end of the world or all the cults that were involved with Black Tapes cases.

That said, however:]

My friend Richard doesn't mind offending people. Sometimes I think that he really likes doing it.