❪ 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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come back snek

[coolerjunpei]

[Oh, hey. Who knew taking Snake to listen to music would immediately unlock his super affectionate side? In retrospect, obvious, but Junpei's still momentarily surprised that he's suddenly getting all of this affection and sappy junk.

Nice... well, he'll just lean against Snake for once, then. Hey.]

Oh, uh- I mean, I... [He trails off there, bringing Junpei's Failed Attempt to Say the Words count up to 1. Give him time.] ...Uh, sorry I'm really sunburned.

[He's literally hot to the touch from like the elbow up? Mistakes were made.]

ugh.......... terrible bf

[ripvanwinkled]

Oh, I forgot. Should I be letting go of you?

[Snake says, more teasingly than worryingly since he's actively leaning his head against Junpei's. He knows all this fumbling isn't entirely over the sunburn, so he doesn't make any attempts to move besides a hand settling on his hip. Hey.]

[reek]

[ Theon’s grip on the knife isn’t particularly tight, given his shaking. If Ramsay were to pry it away from him, he would find the golden kraken of House Greyjoy emblazoned onto the hilt. It’s been gifted to him by his sister, and she has one to match, making it a particularly risky theft. He still doesn’t know why she gave it to him. Perhaps it was for this purpose: to kill Ramsay. He’s very likely to dwell on that later, if his muddled thoughts allow that much clarity.

He desperately wishes everything would just stop: the world spinning around him, the thoughts rushing around his head, the heavy guilt crushing down on him. He only needs a moment, just one moment to collect himself, but it isn’t granted to him. All he can do is blink his way through the haze and struggle to find a response. ]

It would have been just as well, after Robb’s death. He was the only reason you were keeping me alive and at the Dreadfort.

[ But he wonders vaguely if Robb had arrived at the Dreadfort, if Robb had made any orders regarding Theon's fate before his untimely death. He's been so silent here, so angry. He'll hardly speak to Theon, and despite having dozens of opportunities, he hasn't cut Theon's throat. Perhaps Robb knows more than he lets on, and if so, Theon's lost one more person he trusts. ]

Am I wrong?

[unpromising]

[ It's fortunate that Qrow is also a teacher, because he's able to explain what an Aura is without making it sound too confusing. ]

It's defined as the manifestation of our soul, and it can be used for a wide range of abilities. It can be used defensively like a shield, or we can create a shock wave with it. It helps us to take hits without being mortally injured.

But. It has its limit. Each person's Aura levels differ from one another. If you run out of Aura and you get slashed or hit on the head, you're bound to get injured.

no??

[coolerjunpei]

[Don't use the morphogenetic field to see where he's trying to go with this. He needs time!!]

It doesn't hurt... yet. You might have to bury me in ice tomorrow.

[But until then he's just going to be very warm, which is seriously uncomfortable, but Snake is comfortable. Finally, that cold robo-hand comes in handy.]

So... you like the guitar?

[adelphoi]

Well, I cannot guarantee that..

[ pups are gonna pup after all, no food is safe. her next question has alisaie pausing to think, however - of course, prompto is the first to come to mind, which has her ears going pink, but she'll absolutely blame the warm weather.

easier to be vague. ]

To be honest, I've yet to meet any other refugee who is particularly unpleasant. Most everyone is quite easy to get along with.

[ except jj. fuck that guy. ]

[gh0stamidstthec0mbat]

[Zer0 manages to regain his footing as soon as he realizes that he's not going to hit his target. He had half expected Giovanni to dodge but anyway, what he wasn't expecting was for the guy to not only dodge so quickly, but to whip around behind him and have time to attack before Zer0 has much of a chance to react. He takes the hit, stumbling forward a bit before using the momentum to tuck into a roll, whipping around to face his opponent as soon as he's back on his feet. He doesn't miss a beat, going on the attack again and rushing in to close the distance between them before attempting to knee the dude in the ribs. Or groin, or whatever happens to be in the way. Zer0 isn't picky.]

[adelphoi]

Oh - well if you lived somewhere like that, I suppose that would make sense.

[ there's.. no weather in space, unless you count like, asteroid showers and solar flares. ]

I was not aware you didn't live on a planet. The station must be.. very familiar to you, then.

[originallutece]

It's nothing I didn't invite you to ask. And there's nothing wrong with asking questions.

[And she's certainly about to prove that point, because she adds:]

And those implants on the side of your head . . .?

[adelphoi]

[ honestly, it's more an insult to the poor cockroach tbh.

too bad she's too busy being mildly surprised to properly appreciate his flummoxed expression, but that's all right, she can look back at it fondly later. for now, alisaie slows to a complete stop, regarding him with careful scrutiny - is this some sort of elaborate ploy? well, she certainly can't discount the idea, nero is many things, wily among them.

but she's heard tell of it before - or those from the same world possessing different memories, almost as if they were plucked from entirely separate points in time, and for all intents and purposes nero seems genuine. she tilts her head thoughtfully. ]

Pray tell, what is the last you remember before arriving here?

yeah???????

[ripvanwinkled]

[He's using the morphogenetic field right now to know Junpei is... a dweeb. This is probably the hottest cuddling they've done, but now both of them are in too deep to say anything. Nice.]

I like the guitar. I think it's very romantic... Perhaps one day I'll play for you here.

[fakers]

[ he doesn't carry them around, but he's not going to correct eugene on that point. instead, he just continues to hold it as he has been, watching eugene's... efforts...

honestly, if he wanted to, he probably could get this up to the surface on his own, without too much difficulty. ]

Is this really your plan? You need equipment to try to scavenge something like this.

[ ugh... he doesn't like it, and he's still low on mana, but whatever. he'll hold a hand forward, conjuring a few long metal cables. he takes one, handing it to eugene, before beginning to wrap another around the painting. ]

Secure the painting, and we'll use these to haul them up. [ don't comment on the fact that magical ropes just appeared out of thin air, please. ]

[reek]

[ He raises his eyebrows. He’s been addressed by “mister” several times here, and he mislikes it terribly. There’s no such title in Westeros, and it sounds strange to his ears. ]

Theon Greyjoy. Lord Theon, if you care to use the proper title.

[ And still he smirks, showing no sign of whether or not he’s joking or being serious. He is being serious, but he realizes how little clout titles hold here.
May as well be vague about it. ]

Marksmanship, primarily, but I am no stranger to swordplay.

[gh0stamidstthec0mbat]

[Man do these people even know what breakdancing is? This planet is super backwards in like every way.]

Fair point. Might be more enjoyable if we were less sober.

[Not that getting wasted in a place like this would be a good idea, even if these people can't fight worth a damn.]

nah

[coolerjunpei]

[This is ridiculous, and yet Junpei thinks it's a pretty good end to the day. He's not too sure about lugging Snake's guitar all the way here when he could get a real private concert at home whenever he wants, but sure, if he wants.]

Maybe. It'll probably get cold soon, but... [He shrugs, and that is actively uncomfortable, so he makes a noise of regret and resolves to stop doing that shit. Ugh.] Sure, why not.

[r3f4c70r3d]

[ Angels hand immediately flies up to the side of her head, much like the last time she was questioned about them. So rarely is she asked about them (or in a position to be asked in the first place) that she almost forgets they're there these days. Still, they hold a lot of story, a lot of hurt.

But Angel had gotten her answers, it was only fair to offer the same courtesy. ]

They're remnants from my world, designed with the technology from there in mind, but they're useless here.

[ax]

[ this is the first time someone gets his food and doesn't dig in right away. instead shinji watches as his customer gawks at it as if it were some kind of food from the gods... ]

Details...? I ain't doin' anything special.

[ but it does feel extremely flattering to get that kind of compliment. also embarrassing. he's just going to scratch his head away. ]

Dig in already, stop staring.

hm

[ripvanwinkled]

[Hey, Snake will lug his own guitar. Junpei won't have to suffer during his great plan to treat him... if it ever happened, because once they're back in bed again there's no way he'll ever leave again.]

If you can move, after all this. [This dumb boy is his... He hesitates because he has no idea where he isn't burned, so he'll just settle for a kiss behind the corner of his jaw.] Why don't I try to cook dinner, tomorrow? You can relax.

[surely he can do this]

[coolerjunpei]

[Yeah, there's a very high chance that Snake won't actually get out of bed and leave Junpei to rest his lobster skin tomorrow, but it's a nice gesture. Junpei shifts to turn his head for a proper smooch, since Snake is being nice.

That's worth... a point.]

You wanna make me dinner? How could I say no? I'll stay out of your way.

[If Snake actually gets out of bed, that is.]

[ripvanwinkled]

With riveting commentary as I burn it, no doubt.

[Real smooch? Super nice. He'll make that two now, because he doesn't actually know what to say now that he's actually going to have to make this thing. Honestly? The music and sound of the ocean is something he can enjoy for a few minutes, so he'll fall into silence to be able to really appreciate this.

Until is is just unbearably hot between the two of them. It was only a matter of time.] ... Now, normally I'd enjoy you getting hot and bothered, but this isn't like our last time. Should we go soon...?

[coolerjunpei]

Real clever. You're just asking for my burnt food commentary now.

[That said, while smooching and music are nice, he's sunburned all to hell and relaxing with music hasn't actually woken him up any more than before. He's almost dozing off when Snake suggests they go, so...] Uh, yeah... I think so. Don't wanna be stuck here all night.

[They can't afford it, etc. He's reluctantly leaning away from Snake to get up and only wincing a little from his extensive sunburn. Let's go.]

[originallutece]

Ah. Lady Sansa's brother.

[Or, well: one of her not-brothers, but Rosalind isn't going to call Theon out for (presumably) being a bastard. But all right: given Sansa's own nobility, she'll trust that title, and nods.]

Madam Lutece.

[He hadn't asked, but there it is.]

And if you had to choose between the two? Truthfully, I'm surprised there isn't a club for fighting with swords; there's quite a few who seem to fight with them here.

[adelphoi]

I suppose it's worth a try.

[ she gives it a demonstrative wiggle so he can see that it gives a little under pressure before she's moving over to give him some room, already closing both hands around the end of the tooth. ]

I'll take the bottom.

[immeasurably]

Well, normally I'd be worried about spoilers, but all things considered...there were six more movies. Planned, anyway. [ He'd not gotten a chance to see the new stuff yet, had heard some mixed reviews; the fact that he was apparently rooming with a guy from that universe hadn't even been addressed yet, so stay tuned for his reaction there. ] And then a bunch of filler that most people probably pretended never happened.

[adelphoi]

[ this is starting to look

really

awkward

please no one look at them. ]

I could say the same of you, you know.

[ he's got arms and legs and she's.. assuming.... he eats.... and that he has friends and loved ones that he could presumably give it to, right?? ha ha ha ]