❪ 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

[unpromising]

[ He's likely landed on a shell, himself, but he has yet to notice that there's one attached to his back, now. The alcohol he's taken in has made him slightly dull. His cape may likely have another tear now, but that's hardly obvious given how tattered it already is! ]

No idea. [ He pushes himself up and dusts the sand off his chest and then his legs. ] Nothing hurts, so I guess I'm fine.

[ He guesses! ]

You better put a band-aid or somethin' on your leg, unless you want to get an infection and make worms come out of it.

[ Worms?!??!?!? ]

[jettisons]

[Something in his expression shifts, becomes aggravated.]

There are people in the stasis pods. There would have been a hell of a lot more if they'd picked us up a month ago.

[guidetoblivion]

[Even if Riku were actually blind, the sheer disappointment in Loz's voice is very hard to miss, but well… it's not like he can change his identity. …At least not into who Loz had hoped him to be anyway.]

Is this Kadaj a friend of yours?

[He must be, Riku thinks; but it's better to ask anyway.]

[twofates]

[ He could easily see himself spending time here often. It alters his thinking a little, it always makes him feel more free, in a way. ]

It wouldn't be a bad habit.

[ Shaking his hand in return, Roman gives him a friendly nod. ]

I lived there. For a little while. [ And prior to that, he lived in an orphanage in South Africa. But that's a story for another time. Oh, right, his name. ] I'm Roman.

[listofnames]

[Honestly, Arya is always just a little pleased to hear from someone who doesn't already know about everything she herself is unfamiliar with. Being the one out of the loop gets a little tiring.

She slurps at one broken off piece inelegantly.]

You should try giving one a whack. It's worth looking ridiculous for.

[21stcenturyguy]

[Suuuure, kid.]

Don't whine. This is a way smoother landing than my group had.

[The newbie actually did better than Aoi did during his crash-landing. Aoi gives him a second to get himself together, then extends his hand again.]

That wasn't terrible, though. You're all in one piece. It gets easier the more you do it.

» ZERO

[demonicarmor]

A grade schooler.

[It needed to be repeated, if only because he can't believe this person said that to him.]

A grade schooler would prefer holding the hand of another, afraid of getting lost, and swallowed up by the unknown.

[guidetoblivion]

[Riku would argue that magic is part of his own talents (terrible as he is at it, but still), but since he isn't planing to show it off anyway, there's no point in starting that discussion.

He shrugs faintly at her praise – a year ago, he might have preened, pleased and confident; still used to being the largest fish in a small pond and uncomprehending of how large the worlds truly are and how much there is still to learn for him – but he's grown wiser from bitter defeat, and knows better than to boast, to say much more than:]

I can hold my own.

[unpromising]

[ After introducing himself, he uncaps his trusty flask and downs some of his whiskey. And then he's called Pretty Boy and he could swear that the alcohol burns more than usual. Now he's staring at her like a deer in the headlights for like, three good seconds, before he gulps one last time. Cool guy status established? Hell no.

He looks at the ring again, hands on his waist. ]

I can't wait for this date to begin, then.

[ He's staring into the distance, now. Maybe he can get his cool guy status back. ]

nero;

[adelphoi]

[ last. ]

[ clearly he was not prepared.

to call it an uncomfortable landing would not do it justice; garleans and elezen alike are long-limbed, sharp-jointed folk and she might not be fully grown but her proportions remain in line. she takes an elbow to the ribs - or maybe a knee? - and a knee to the hip - or mayhaps an elbow? - and they tumble down with enough force to knock the wind out of her.

alisaie hisses through her teeth and disentangles herself all but immediately, her face flushed with clear embarrassment, thank the twelve there wasn't anyone save a stray cat to witness their humiliation. she climbs to her feet with little enough care for what she has to shove or step on to do it, and begins dusting herself off. ]

It can't be helped if the student is inept, you're the only one I've brought through today who has lost their balance. Well done.

[ >:P ]

[politrick]

[He's going to act like this is normal for as long as he can. It's happening.]

Haven't you heard what everyone is saying? Always something like, oh, who's that crawling around on the floor? Never mind, it's just Merlin! [No one is saying anything even close to that.] Have you seen my apple or not?

[ysayle]

[ from here! ]

That is true. Better now than in the grip of winter.

We'll have time to prepare for that. And help any others who arrive in turn.

[ She pauses a moment to point to the dish she wants from the vendor, and her hands are soon full of noodles and some meat she doesn't recognise. Smells good, though. She pokes the food carefully with the utensils supplied, before frowning slightly and looking over to X'rhun. ]

May I ask you something?

[tummyflowers]

Really? I haven't heard anyone... [Oh god, but what if they had been and Richard didn't know about it? He knew people tended to quiet up when a guard went around the corner, so maybe he was missing out on all the juiciest gossip!]

Oh, you mean like that. Right, right. I saw it go that way.

— mikazuki

[sunbathed]

Wow, that sounds a little terrifying. Never mind everything has been a little terrifying, so I'm glad we at least have one good thing going for us.

( for what it's worth, ammy has calmed down immensely since her first moments after realizing what had happened to her world and the knowledge that was, for once, utterly alone. it helps, she thinks and keeps a much needed panic attack from bubbling up over the surface.

despite the mess of a goddess she was currently inside, she does not hesitate being led along to the teleporter. )

That's probably the best way to put it because it's like super hard to explain otherwise. I'm a goddess, so it's just all something that comes with the territory.

[verflair]

[ X'rhun is not overly fond of winter. It just disagrees with his... everything, but Seekers like him are predisposed to warmer climes anyway. ]

But of course.

[unpromising]

[ He shakes his head. Was that a response to him being helpful? ... It might be. ]

Didn't know. I didn't see since my eyes were closed earlier. [ So, yeah, he's definitely not helpful. ]

Better be careful next time, then. [ This sounds a lot friendlier than how he was talking earlier, too. He's been in this pool way too long. ] Or when you get out.

[ysayle]

[ Winter does not bother her physically, for reasons beyond just her nickname. It's the memories that make it harder to bear. ]

You mentioned-- you are a mage, are you not?

[politrick]

[Richard... Merlin almost feels bad, but it's a very strong almost. He gives Richard a smug little grin before wiggling around to crawl away again, after this apple he likely shouldn't eat anyway, after its grand train adventure.

He pauses, realizing he's about to miss out on a real opportunity here, and squirms back the other way again.]

Do you mean you haven't heard what they were saying about you?

crowley

[rhygret]

Not dead, no.

[ At least he hit the tree with his human....arm....no wait that's worse. Everything hurts now and Rhys is pushing himself up as he reaches to tug the blindfold aside and peek with one eye. The very first thing he will do is leer at Crowley appropriately. ]

Thanks for that, by the way. Way to be super-clear.

luxanna

[adelphoi]

[ last. ]

[ don't lay a finger on her butterfinger..

alisaie looks up at the sound of a voice, her mouth still full of ice cream - ah, one moment please, she'll just swallow that then lick her lips clean like the well-bred young lady she is. at least she didn't talk with her mouth full. ]

Do I? [ sparing a glance for her sundae bowl. ] It's quite good.

[buildindreemz]

I - don't think it's here. Yet.

[ Call it a hunch. Or maybe just a memory of a half-remembered, one-sided conversation, from when she was woken up. ]

And... no one that I'm aware of. I, uh. I found a couple of people I know in stasis, but... [ She shrugs. ]

[verflair]

[ Honestly, he'd just chalk it up to her being used to it. Shows what he knows. ]

Aye, I am. A red mage, though very few outside of Ala Mhigo are familiar with us. Why do you ask?

[11calls]

Really?

[Alex looked at him in surprise, inclining her head for a moment. However the surprise quickly turned into something else entirely as she held up a finger and finished the cup of coffee that she had been holding onto. Padding over to the beach, Alex set it far enough back that it wouldn't end up creating any water based litter and so that she would be able to grab it and find a place to put it in later.

But then she returned to the water and stood next to him before leaning over slightly and saying with a warm voice:]

The best way to do it, I think, is to actually get down in the water. Like this.

[And then Alex Reagan was flat out into the water, jeans and all.]

[fisherwife]

((OOC: continued from here!))

[Mipha smiles back at her and nods with sympathy] Unfortunately, yes. I was among the first of the refugees to arrive here and our nametags did similar things. I believe it might happen with every new arrival-- Though, if it holds true to the last time, it should be removable by tomorrow, provided you do not change clothes sooner.

I hope that, at least, is some small comfort.

[tummyflowers]

[After Merlin slipped away, Richard falls back into his seat feeling a bit worried and relieved all at once. He was going to have to find some kind of disguise once he got back to the city...

And wait, Merlin again?]

Er, me? Well, if it's about the whole Kind Richard thing, I swear the name is completely ironic.