❪ 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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[congratulating]

[ He gives a small nod as he goes through his options. So long as he is not seen by the locals that is all that he needs to be aware of. Kirei gives the briefest of nods as he comes up with an escape plan for himself -- indeed, he knows that he is incapable of avoiding battle, even if he is not much of a fighter anymore, and so he must think of how to use everything at his disposal. Carefully, thoroughly. ]

I think that I am going to practice teleporting back and forth for now. It would do to be able to do it without growing ill. It will also be wise to learn how to do so with someone with me. [ His eyes flicker up to his companion. ] I cannot think that every teleport back will be one that is being called back. It may be that someone is injured beyond what can be handled on this planet.

[ He allows a neutral expression to take the place of his calm smile. ] If they lack the means to concentrate on teleporting back on their own, I am to need to know how to move them ... potentially against their will. We do not know what is ahead of us and so we can only plan for what we know, is that not right?

[ A beat. ] Forgive me. I am Kotomine Kirei, a priest of the Holy Church in Fuyuki City. [ He has no intention of giving his full title to everyone, and is aware that "church" has different meaning to others. It would not necessarily be understood the importance of his affiliation with the Holy Church to many, if anyone outside his world. ]

I think about how I could have done more in my world if I knew of this teleportation ability. And so, young man, I ask for you to help me master it.

[sweetwater]

The view isn't bad here. [ Cheryl gestures to the seat across from her. ] We have an empty seat, if you'd like to sit for a while.

[ her expression says it's very weird to have never been on a train, and she guesses: ] So are from some small, backwater town with only one stoplight?

[otiosity]

Well that's not fair. I didn't get to make a wrestling character. Now you have all the audacity and I can't compete. How can this be a fair fight like that?

[Hands on her hips COME ON DUDE.]

gaius;

[adelphoi]

[ last. ]

Gods, I hope not..

[ maybe it's wrong to assume shark people would be unfriendly, typecasting sharks like that, but she doesn't have her sword on her at the moment so she's hoping otherwise. civilians dive here, though, so she's confident there's nothing liable to eat them down there..

pushing off of the steps, alisaie slides into the water with all the ease of a fish. ]

See you down there!

[ and boop, she's gone. ]

Princess Mipha

[listofnames]

[From here.]

[Mipha's attempts to be friendly don't really have the desired effect. They're not enough for Arya to lower her guard, and she keeps the sea-woman in her sights as she swims backwards further into the ship. She's not afraid, just cautious. Bringing Needle with her into the depths hadn't been an option, so she's unarmed. She also lacks the magical powers many other refugees have.]

Prove it, that's all. Leave or stay where I can see you. I still plan on exploring this ship.

[She just doesn't want this creature at her back when she does.]

[originallutece]

No. I don't.

[Not such a surprise.]

And it's because I'm not sentimental. My world isn't a place I miss, or indeed, even particularly care for.

[A beat. She draws a breath and adds:]

And given my other half and I had learned how to travel from one world to the next when we were in our early twenties . . . you can see why worlds quickly become irrelevant.

[fakers]

You think it's just a family member?

[ alright, it is vaguely possible. though it's a good painting, it's not like it's a perfect representation of the shades darker mistress. still, the resemblance is a little too uncanny. even parent and child normally wouldn't look that similar.

then again, does it really matter who the painting is of? eugene clearly wants it for... his own reasons... ]

Don't misunderstand. If I just left you here like this and you ended up drowning, I might end up having to cover your hours. I'd rather avoid that.

[ he doesn't care at all about the tooth, so yeah he's just turning his gaze upward. ] Simply swimming upward with it probably isn't feasible.

gaius

[popess]

[ makoto is shocked to find someone else this far out from shore. she's less surprised to see that it's gaius. she could tell he had the spirit of adventure within him — she garnered that from the talks they'd had since arriving on el nysa.

he may not be able to tell through his mask, but she gives him a smile as he passes the exact tool she'd needed. gaius was reliable, that much was obvious. getting a firm grip on the tooth, she yanks at it purposefully until the fibers at the root start to tear and give way. eventually, she's able to use her hand to pluck it off, i no longer resisting to her tugs.

afterwards, she turns to gaius and flashes the incisor. she then points directly up, as if to say "let's talk on solid ground". she'll swim up towards the exit, expecting gaius to follow. ]

amy pond | doctor who | overflow edition.

[afairytalename]

❚❚❚❚❚ i. TRAVEL LIGHT

[ Amy stands with a group of eager, slightly anxious refugees, all of them watching others step onto the teleporting pad and then disappearing with their partner. Some of them look a bit sick, their hands clasping their partners as though their lives depend on it; and maybe they do, who knows, Amy can't be sure of what awaits her after this or how it'll feel.

She waits her turn, arms crossed over her chest, making a rather good show of hiding the slightly jittery feeling she has in her chest, like there's something fluttering in there, something trying to escape. She won't call it nerves, but that's probably what it is.

And when it is her turn, she steps onto the plate and turns to her partner - an El Nysa veteran, or something like that - and lets out a breath. Her smile is confident, her posture is easy-going, like this? Totally not a problem. She's probably done this a hundred times before but you'll never know. ]

Well, this is one way of traveling, yeah? [ Side-note: her fingers feels a little colder than your usual, and her grip is a little firmer than you might expect. ] Hope your hand's not so clammy.

[ It's a joke, of course. She's secretly pretty grateful for your help. ]


❚❚❚❚❚ ii. FLONA COVE

[ Someone up on the station had been telling lies. She'd heard here and there that they ought to get their fill of food up on the ship while they could because once they'd landed on the planet they were supposed to call home, everything was going to be ... well, alien. Worse than fish fingers and custard (sorry, Doctor), and worse than that weird goopy porridge-y stuff they served up on Starship UK.

There are a lot of odd things, sure - yeah, but there's a lot she recognizes and misses. At one point, she'll look as though she's on a mission; she is, after all, looking for someone. But later, it'll be her stomach that guides her second mission. Ice cream and fruit and watermelon and noodles, it all smells so good, and there's no doubt in her mind that with smells like that, it'll likely taste good too. You'll find Amy wandering around past several vendors, eyes wide, bright red hair a loose curtain around her shoulders. She looks like she's trying to make a decision about what to try first and could probably use a recommendation.

Once she's had her fill of beachy snacks and outdoor foods, she'll be hanging around on the beach, catching a few rays and checking out the cuties, before someone offers to take a few people out to some mysterious enticing spot outside of the hustle and bustle, somewhere quiet and tranquil and gorgeous. A real adventure, someone else says, which has Amy practically jumping to her feet. She could use one of those right about now.

With a name like Cupid's Pool, it's definitely got Amy curious to check it out. And the sight is beautiful, no one could deny such a thing, the water looking warm and inviting. Her smile is easy-going, just this side of flirtatious when she says to you: ]

Oh, come on you, don't be shy. It's just a quick dip.


❚❚❚❚❚ iii. WILDCARD

[ anything outside of these prompts you wanna experiment with? lets do it! ping me via plurk (thwip) or discord (gansey#2716) and we can plot a thing! ]

rocket

[rhygret]

[ You know...Rhys isn't even surprised that Rocket has been stealing drinks. It does make him more mindful of his own which he will not very conveniently grab and bring over for a pointed sip he's not sharing as he sits up and moves aside at all of Rocket's scrambling to climb over. ]

You know some of them probably already drank from those right? And six drinks? That's a lot of backwash.

siegfried;

[adelphoi]

[ last. ]

[ she called it once, and she's going to call it again, casting him an incredibly dubious stare. ]

Medium? I don't believe that. You're going to roast alive in that tin can come noontime.

steve rogers | marvel cinematic universe | overflow edition.

[america]

❚❚❚❚❚ i. TRAVEL LIGHT

[ If there's one thing Steve remembers clearly, it's that first descent and how rocky it'd been. Luckily he hadn't heard of any casualties, only a few bumps and bruises here and there, but one can never be too cautious even with a new way of traveling down to the planet.

Steve is among the first to volunteer his services, counting on his strength and his ability to protect those who might not be able to protect themselves. He's good at that; one might say it's kind of his calling. He's in full uniform, cowl included, when he steps up onto the teleportation pad and awaits the new refugee - you, of course - he's to help guide.

He nods in your direction, offering a reassuring smile. ]

Hey, I got you. [ In case you're feeling a little nervous. ] It's gonna be okay.


❚❚❚❚❚ ii. FLONA COVE

[ For the better part of the day, Steve makes an attempt to be useful. There is such a thing as a place being too good to be true, and while Steve gives off an air of calmness, he's definitely keeping watch on everything - and possibly everyone. You can't quite take the soldier out of a man like Steve Rogers, no matter how cheerful a situation might seem.

He makes his way through the food vendors and groups of chattering people, laughing and smiling and generally having a good time. He feels good about that, about the hope that still exists, but you can never be too careful. He helps himself to some watermelon, scouts the area for You Watanabe to see how she's doing and to thank her for the party, and steps off to the side at some point to sketch a little. He's been finding that the drawing helps; it's a good hobby to get back into.

And in the midst of it all, he does his best to help out the newbies, guides them to where they need to go, and answers questions as best as he can.

Later, Steve will actually allow himself to relax a little, once he feels like he's done his duty as both Royal Guard and Captain America. He grabs a kabob or two, mingles with some of the familiar faces, and makes his way down to the beach. The last time he'd seen waters like this, it'd been on a mission. He never did have the time to just ... be before.

Catch Steve at any point and feel free to interrupt. ]


❚❚❚❚❚ iii. WILDCARD

[ nothing here strikes your fancy? lets plot something! feel free to hmu via plurk (thwip) or discord (gansey#2716)! ]

[otiosity]

And you would be correct to judge someone by their looks in this case. I am the three time winner of the Wicked Grace tournament at the Hanged Man. The drunken scallywag to rule them all.

» TAKASUGI

[demonicarmor]

[Akutagawa finishes the takoyaki ball was in the middle of eating before looking up at the one-eyed stranger.]

That's more trouble than it's worth. I can bear it, then take my leave. Simple as that.

[politrick]

[Kind Richard is the worst thing he's ever heard. He raises an eyebrow, but-]

No, not that. The other thing.

[He'll come up with something in a second, but he's going to pause significantly there just in case Richard offers up something weird of his own. Uh, again, because Kind Richard is weird.]

MIKAZUKI

[ax]

[ from here

rations. shinji's brow raises, but it's hidden under the beanie he's wearing. the kid looks small and young, couldn't be older than late teen at best... and yet, rations. ]

Sure you can. [ he takes a moment to look around to make sure the owner isn't there; it's not like he has the authority to hand out food, but... why the fuck not. he doesn't see the owner anywhere so he'll do whatever he wants. ]

You're in the military?

vex'ahlia

[adelphoi]

[ last. ]

[ she's definitely not envious or anything, nope. ]

What isn't? Several from one plane awakening at the same time?

[ysayle]

Haa.. I am no lady, not here. [Or anywhere, any more. smile is accompanied by a shake of her head] Please, call me Ysayle.

You have the comfort of knowing he sleeps, safely. I've been told others I know do the same, but I did not find them before we descended here. Just the same, I do hope that you will not be alone here overlong.

[ Ysayle knows all too well the wont for companionship. ]

Hmm. The great city of Ishgard, the capital, is built within Abalathia's Spine. When last I saw of it, it still stood tall and proud and built of stone. That much is similar, but.. I would have to explore more greatly to tell what other likeness it possesses.

My home village is--was, in the the western highlands of Coerthas. Small, stone houses all, with a barracks present, but no doubt something people here would think akin to peasantry. Until a few years past, the lands were green and vibrant.

What of your Middle-earth? How is it alike to here?

[politrick]

[Merlin hesitates, then shuffles into the car to take a seat, twiddling his fingers in his lap as he immediately leans to look out the window. Definitely a guy who's never been on a train before; he glances back at Cheryl when she speaks again.]

Well I don't know what a stoplight is, so I guess not. I'm from Camelot— we've only got the one castle?

[tummyflowers]

[Oh good, it wasn't about that. What a relief! Richard relaxes a bit, then suddenly sits upright in a bolt.]

Wait, other thing? What other thing?

[vorrutyer]

Now, hold on.

[ He sits up, frowning very slightly. ]

Speaking as a drunken scallywag, I recognize no ruler. If I may speak freely, I believe you are a mere pretender to the ne'er-do-well throne.

[underwhelms]

Worms?

[ JJ's brows pinch as he stares at Qrow, but he's not about to panic again, instead just waving it off as Qrow not knowing what he's talking about.

He did go down pretty hard after all. ]

Are you sure? I hit you pretty hard, you might've bruised a rib or something.

[ Because JJ considers himself to be a lot more muscled than he actually is, but the fact is that he's a nubile young man while Qrow is old and brittle. It's probably just Qrow having too much pride to admit that he needs help, so JJ plays at creating a more friendly air between them by reaching out to pat his knee lightly. ]

You sure nothing hurts?

Demyx

[baguablade]

( from here )

I'm guessing you can't use them to go back to any of the other worlds now...

[ He crosses his arms as he considers; if these "dark pathways" could still be used, the man wouldn't still be here, right? ]

But do they work at all still?

[ysayle]

I fear I am not one of them. But I have some small gift for thaumaturgy. [amongst other things] Or, I did.

I have not tried much since arriving here, but part of my abilities feel..diminished. Nor can I sense much akin to aether here. I was wondering if it was much the same for you?

alisaie;

[adelphoi]

[ from here. ]

There's familiarity, and then there's roasting alive in a tin suit.

[ because come on, they're going to Suffer Mightily once the sun hits its peak, and if they die of heat stroke she's got a big fat i told you so queued up. ANYWAY. ]

But yes, I am. It's a bit nice to have a day off.