❪ 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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[gh0stamidstthec0mbat]

[MAYBE THEY SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN DICKS]

Wouldn't surprise me. / Made them easy to control, / That's what he wanted.

[winddaughter]

[She almost drops some of her snacks in her excitement. She really likes lifting, okay.]

The sky! The sky had waves!

[kaleorbekaled]

What did you do back home? Um...if you don't mind me asking.

[She hopes it's not being intrusive, and if it seems like she's been the slightest bit offensive or intrusive, she'll likely apologize at least five times for it. Kale doesn't do well with social discomfort or confrontation.]

[winddaughter]

[Yessss good, victory sweets! She definitely takes the lead, acting like she knows where she's going even though her memory was vague at most.]

If your boss here? He was some food guy, right?

[It's almost like she listens.

She definitely gets turned around more than twice once and has to grab some stranger and ask her where the fried ice cream is to even get a semblance of the right location.]

[rhygret]

And he did like to control people...

[ Rhys exhales, almost a sigh, and for a moment he looks slightly pensive? He's trying not to dwell or think about Jack too much but it's hard when he comes up like this. He has so much unpacked baggage about that man. ]

A-anyway. Glad he's gone, right?

[defenses]

[ at first, he pauses sheerly out of thinking he said something wrong again. it wouldn't be the first. he tended to be over excitable, and well, there were a lot of situations that likely called for more calm and composure.

so when he's asked to repeat, he almost looks like a dog being scolded. cautiously, he continues once more: ] Uh, teacher?

.... Was that good? [ no, it was kind of soft. he decides, he should own up to his errors as he had been taught in knighthood. which is why the next time he speaks his voice is booming, and most obviously full of passion: ]

TEACHER!

[gh0stamidstthec0mbat]

[Zer0's just gonna be a bro and not point out the fact that Jack is technically not gone anymore because honestly nobody likes talking about Jack, but also because Rhys seems juuuust a smidge uncomfortable about the subject. But mostly the first thing. Totally. ANYWAY, he kinda motions at Rhys's fancy metal arm. ]

I've been wondering, / If your upgrades get damaged, / Can they be fixed here?

[drinkupmehearties]

[ If he can teach Will how to sail a ship, this should be easy enough!

A wide grin. ] Excellent. You'll enjoy it, I know it.

[drinkupmehearties]

[ Well, that's a little less scandalous! ]

Ah. So she has a pair of bloomers, that she doesn't wear, with the power to disappear anything into them. [ JUST so we're clear. ]

That's quite the magic trick, I'll grant that. Is she able to retrieve whatever is put into them, or is it gone forever? [ Do they vanish into a different dimension, never to be seen again? ]

[drinkupmehearties]

[ Oh yes. Jack knows the sort. ]

Ah, yes. We've those where I come from as well. Landlubbers, is what we call them.

But if you vouch for him, I trust he could be of use.

[atwo]

[ a2 shakes her head. it's such a hit or miss with people here because there are just small facts that end up giving her away. ] No, I'm not.

I'm an Android.

[ there's no shame in the words because she is proud of what she is, a being that can survive nearly anything and doesn't need a lot to actually live. it allows a2 to live a rather simple life. ] And yourself? [ because she is curious as to what rai is. ]

[sparsity]

Olympia isn't that different from places I know, except for the magic.

[ Well, and the opportunities and abundance. But in terms of entertainment, well. It was creativity or the redlight district. ]

Oh. I guess... it doesn't like being separated.

[ And it could walk very quickly after it was born. ]

[sparsity]

[ He hates this so much, he hated it from the moment the stick entered the bucket, leaving a weird quiet-calm in the air before it attacks, and Mikazuki hates it double now that he can see it, all gooey limbs and soulless eyes. But he can hate it all he wants, it's not going to change the fact that he's literally hardwired to be a meatshield for the boy-turned-man who's defended him any number of times.

(Though the threat of gossip now seems a flimsy thing in comparison.)

Lunging forward, he muscles Yamagi aside to seize the bat from him before the octopus climbs any higher. That weird crown of a head it has sort of weighs down the stick as it flops around, clinging to the bat with a stubborn petulance Mikazuki would admire if it wasn't coming right at him.

Weighing the his options, he passes a dire look between the bucket and the creature.

Now what, again. ]

[sparsity]

[ And he definitely didn't start it, but he's grateful for the comment, because overthinking isn't a strong suit of his anyway. ]

Yeah. When did you break watermelons before, anyway?

[sparsity]

What if I don't want to.

[ He didn't think it was possible, but here it is, live and in the flesh. Someone misinterpreting this game and its fallout worse than he is. And the problem is that he doesn't precisely know what it is about this that he's supposed to be correcting. ]

I messed up, not you.

[ If he was gonna punish it'd be the ears, anyway. ]

[sparsity]

[ In his lifetime, he's made men twice his size fold with a hit like that. Allen's absorption of it, even if it gives him a momentary wrack, gets a lightness going in Mikazuki's pulse that he hasn't felt in a long time. Not since Akihiro. That's when his contrary nature flares the brightest with something like... fondness. Harsh, unforgiving, fondness. Going any easier would be a disrespect to this boy that'd made his vision blur and his teeth sink against the inside of his cheek. His hit aches even now, but he can think about it later.

It's what makes the distinction between this and a fight for his life, where he might have already leapt back and struck again to hold onto his leverage with those hands of his.

Like this, he almost seems to not want to disturb that careful balance of a connected hit between them, all breath. He does shift, eventually, that second seeming long only to the fighters. His fist retreats, body pivoting to get his other side going. Looking to be a kick as one leg anchors and the other swings up, knee-first... ]

[ofobedience]

[He flashes a grin at that, bright and sharp-edged.]

Oh, I should think so. Several more shots, preferably. It's good to get it out of one's system. Hahah.

[Takes the edge off his violent impulses, helps him focus it somewhere that's more or less sanctioned. It's better than killing for money and ending up a fugitive, right??? Hahah...haaa.]

[kimaris]

[ Naturally. Yet another remnant of history and fantasy. ]

And yours was...?

[pricechecked]

He is too clever by half. But a man with his wits has his use on sea and in battle.

[And he knew from the simulation that Willem had a mind bent towards profit and deception. Useful traits, all.]

[crosspear]

And it's not a blessing you can give to others, I'm guessing.

[It might be fun to explore underwater like that. Just saying. But Gaius' tone is fairly light, more suggesting it as a joke than a serious question.]

Whatever it is, it's incredible.

[crosspear]

[What a good handshake. Gaius returns his hand to his side once it's said and done, happy to have made another acquaintance in this, as Cain put, strange land.]

Haha...that's what I'd like to think. [He can't say he believes it's true, but he's going to keep working on that assumption until he's proven otherwise.] You should give me a call when you're ready for that trip. I'll have to make a few arrangements, but it should make for an interesting study.

[sullenstallion]

[This is too wholesome for him, what the hell. Reinhardt is like a shining sun of friendship, and he feels like...a stormcloud or something cool like that.]

I said it was fine with me! I think you're the first person who's ever decided to be my friend so quickly, that's all.

[He holds out his hand quickly. He doesn't like seeing strangers...er, friends look so afraid? He steps just a bit closer, the water pretty high on him, and grabs Reinhardt's hand. His grip is surprisingly strong for someone of his build.]

You're not going to get washed away. I know the ocean better than most fish. Alright? So...stop saying that.

[It's a bit rough around the edges, but that's 'you'll be just fine' in horse-speak.]

[sullenstallion]

[Hah. A successful headbutt. He's not really doing his horse reputation any favors by acting like one, but he shakes his head after the successful blow and steps back to give himself some distance. Dylas is smirking now, pretty obviously pleased that he's 'winning.']

You're the one who made it weird when you went straight for my hand [wrist] again.

[He lifts his hands, standing tall and circling Keith again.]

I'm having a hard time fighting you. It's hard spotting you all the way down there.

[Get it? A short joke? He's hoping to goad Keith into attacking this time.]

[deathproofs]

( no killing rules are useless in a free for all fight. )

So do mine.

( friendship! )

[deathproofs]

Oh, I'm exceedingly happy.

( can't u tell?? he turns toward her. head tilted slightly. behind the mask he gives a fake smile like it can be seen. whoever said reaper doesn't have a sense of humor is lying. )

Can't you tell?