❪ 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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[sullenstallion]

[Look. Look. This isn't Dylas' first parade with swimsuits and the beach, but he's never seen a speedo. Or. Or that? Whatever that is? He wishes he hadn't seen it. He's not aware of his surroundings enough to know Waver isn't so thrilled about wearing it, either, but that doesn't matter now. He truly thinks he's helping.]

Just cover yourself before it's too late!

[Uh. Dylas is blushing a little. Here's a prudish horse who doesn't know how to react to coming across someone wearing something so...risque. It's even got his tail lashing back and forth, kicking up sand.]

Please!

[crosspear]

I'm sorry, but no. He's not really my pet, but I'm responsible for him.

[He's thankful that this man decided not to splash Zeo. The last thing he wants to do is watch how a fight between them would escalate. Zeo continues to splash water on himself, cooing and cleaning almost obnoxiously.]

You did find somewhere lovely, though. This place is full of beautiful things to look at, isn't it?

[crosspear]

[Isn't she watching the game, though? Gaius won't say that out loud, fortunately.]

I don't know if it's frivolous. There's something to be said for learning how the locals live, right?

[He's just. Assuming she's a refugee.]

It's meant to be relaxing. Or maybe it's better for relieving stress? Striking something that won't hit back can be useful for that.

[crosspear]

Not if we stay in the city at any rate. I don't want to be the bearer of bad news, but there are some nasty creatures further out.

[Sorry, bro. The spider who can project voices into people's minds is kind of terrifying, but maybe that's a story for another day.]

I don't mind at all, and my name's Gaius. It's nice to meet you, Cain. Do you think you have what it takes to win this with me?

[crosspear]

I'm flattered. I don't think I stand out too much compared to the other men here.

[He's teasing, a little. In his own way. He's not sure why Ryuji picked him, but he's going to go with it. Though whether Gaius stands out is more up to the other man's opinion—between the falconry glove, the pink swim trunks, and the tattoo on his arm, Gaius does tend to strike an impression.]

But I'd love to help. Do you have a place in mind where I can prepare it? Crustaceans are somewhat delicate to cook.

i'm disappointed you didn't write giaius

[crosspear]

[His own spear is in the boat, at least. Walking around on the beach, he doesn't need it. But heading into the open water, it'd be better to keep it nearby. No doubt Zeo, his hawk, is watching them from somewhere high above...but he's not as interested in a dive.]

Not a fan of sharks?

[But whether she answers or not, Gaius pushes off the edge of the boat next. He slides into the water just as effortlessly and swimming down so he's away from the edge of the boat. The water is clear, the ocean floor is below them, and there's plenty of sea-life.

But the most important thing is to make sure his partner is handling herself safely. Gaius is wearing a pack with an air tank so he doesn't plan to surface until he needs to. All the better to get to the sunken ship with, right? He swims closer to Alisaie, not able to speak but clearly checking in with her.]

[crosspear]

Fireworks? I hadn't heard that, no.

[For a brief second, a look of concern crosses his face. He pities the people launching fireworks. His hawk isn't going to take kindly to having his skies invaded and will no doubt lunge down, grab something important, and fly off with it. ...He hopes he's just worrying too much.]

That sounds like a good idea. It's been a long time since I've seen them myself, not since my school festival.

[He's going to kneel next to her sandcastle. This feels very platonic to him, he'd do this with anyone who asked, but Gaius is just that kind of guy.]

[crosspear]

[...did Makoto just swim off with the tool he was going to use to tear off a tooth for himself? He'd laugh if he weren't underwater. The way Makoto handles pulling the tooth out is unsurprisingly both forceful and dexterous, and he's quick to swim up after her. He'll come back down to get a tooth of his own soon.

A short distance from the shipwreck are the pair of boats they both rode out on (or maybe just Gaius'?), and that seems as good a place to talk as any. He'll wave her over to one of them, climb out, and wait for her.]

I didn't know you were a diver, Makoto, but I'm not surprised. [He wrings some of the water out of his hair just to get it out of the way and then sits on one of the seats near the back of the boat.] How long have you been swimming out here?

[stripebacked]

[ That's where she's wrong. If only she knew. How much he could forgive her for. How much he could keep loving her. She could rip his still beating heart from his chest and walk over it hundreds of times and he'd forgive her. There's very little that Jamie Fraser would not forgive Claire for.

His love will never stop or feel like it's going to end. Nothing can push him away. Not even being away from her. He would never lose his love for her. Ever. ]

And I love ye, Claire. Dinnae think I can breathe sometimes when I think about ye. How much ye mean to me.

[politrick]

[Merlin's jaw drops!! Just for a second, because manners, but he's definitely not looking at Richard like he's done all the necessary paperwork.]

Why wouldn't there be papers? Didn't your servants at home make sure everyone signed things all the time? I did that nearly a dozen times a week for Camelot's knights!

[daemonized]

It would be normally, if not for the fact that it sounds dubious coming from you.

amou kanade

[awesomenesss]

[from here!]

What is the point?

[Andy ticks each of the potential points off on his fingers as he goes:]

To mess with you. To make you look stupid. To break your bat. To win the prize. To-- oh, 'cause their dad is this real hard-ass watermelon breaking coach and they gotta look the best just so they can impress him, so they switched all of the real watermelons for rocks except their watermelon.

Do you have any known enemies? Any nemesisesseses?

[politrick]

[He will feed this dragon... it's his duty.]

Well, plenty of rice. Nothing else I can think of.

-> flayjoy

[pricechecked]

[It's fortunate that Theon is wise enough to not air out all his thoughts. Catching Ser Serry's blade had been a choice between a wounded hand or no head. He'd certainly fared better than Urrigon had...]

It does not burn like that. Least not that I have seen. [He stretches the hand, which seems to move as naturally as it ever had.] Though for the red god, I have burned many things since.

[razzledazzles]

We stayed close to the port that was our home, defending it from the corrupt feudal lord that ruled over it for some time. Our goal was to put an end to him, and with some help, we managed it, as well as the human slave trade that had put the whole port city on edge.

[A grand story, right? He crosses his legs, since he's still wearing pants and boots and all, but leans forward to keep dipping his fingers into it.]

So, you see, we only plundered for good. [He rests his face against his other palm.] And we disbanded after that.

[fisherwife]

Oh, of course-- Forgive me, I did not even think... [She'd been a little caught up in things, and she knew his name thanks to his nametag, that it had slipped her mind she'd never given her name in return.

She bows politely] I am Princess Mipha. My people are known as the Zora. [Since she knows the question of 'WHAT are you' soon usually follows the 'WHO are you.' So not only is Ryuji getting gift from a fish girl, it's a royal fish girl.

She straightens and looks a bit sheepish] However, if you would simply call me 'Mipha,' that would be better. I do not have a kingdom anymore, after all.

[nineteenfortyfive]

I know. I know it, Jamie. I feel the same.

[She's always been the one more reserved when it came to these sorts of things. Speaking the words, making grand speeches. It's always been him. But she tries. This is trying. He'd said he loved her first, and now it's her doing it. She hopes he'll see it, some day.]

Let's stay here for a little while.

[razzledazzles]

Ha ha.

[GO AWAY, HORSE MAN... Actually, what's with these things, anyway? He blinks at him again, from his head down to his feet, peering around to try and see his tail...]

What are you, exactly?

[deathstiny]

Oh Titans no. I am a dragon.

[Not...that he can prove it now. It smarts a little, enough that his smile flickers off his face briefly.]

I find that mortals prefer to interact with this form. The short form of the story is that our sires, the five Dragon Aspects, were charged with the nurturing and defense of our home planet -- to that end, they were blessed with great power by the Titans themselves. Thus, we are capable of spells beyond most practiced arcane knowledge.

[He knows a lot, but not the ins and outs of how it works. Merlin will have to find a blue dragon if he wants that information.]

[likethelight]

[ Earth-Mars? As in... planets? Fighting each other? That's.. kind of weird even for Allen to entertain. But then, all of this situation has been, so he kind of has to just take it in stride as-is. ]

I guess it makes me a little glad to think that it might not have been destroyed for good, then.. [ It's somber, but with a quietly thoughtful hum. Because if Slaine said he was originally from Earth and then Mars, then...? ]

Was it something you fought in?

[ He wore a uniform like one who might. ]

for sansa

[respired]

[ She certainly dresses like someone from the tundra, though when Koltira hears 'the north' he thinks of the crown of the world; he thinks of black citadels, of an endless, desolate expanse peopled only with bones. He wonders, then, what the phrase means to her.

Still, he takes her hand, rumbling. His armored, rime-coated hand is bitterly cold, almost burning to the touch. ]

No fine cloak can shield you from this, my lady.

[ But he sounds apologetic, at least. ]

[tummyflowers]

[He's getting pretty worked up about this now. This is livelihood we're talking about here!]

I don't know, I had servants to think about that sort of thing for me! Good God, they've been paying me for all of it as well! They even let me get on this train for free thinking I was in the Guard!

[Which is... really elaborate for a prank. Wow, someone was really going all out on this one. It's almost a little excessive.]

riza

[uwe]

Truthfully, probably not.

[ he isn't ashamed to admit he's sort of afraid of this thing, even if his actual demeanor doesn't seem to match that sentiment. he always seems preternaturally calm to others; a quality that's both been helpful to him, and detrimental. ]

But it isn't as if I can just stay hiding up here forever.

[ he moves a bit closer, glancing around a bit nervously to try to figure out... what's happening... if there's magic involved, are there casters somewhere? or do the machines cast the magic? why is this so weird. ]

I'm fortunate you were here. This would likely be more frightening without you.

mo_om travel light!

[goldsteins]

[These days she spends most of her evenings on the ship and the rest on the surface for her patrols. There's a handful of reasons as to why, most of which she simply ignores, but it leads her to being around when the newer people awoken. Short of a whirlwind of one Mister Scamander, it's been quiet for her. Nothing less than what she expected.

Even here, though, she's always tried to help and while she'd been helping people she could all day there still seems to be more. At least their landing was nothing like they're own, but settling people into a new city this way doesn't seem all that much better in some ways.

She'd only just returned and moved to step off the platform when James goes looking. The smile on her features tight as she gives a nod, tucking a loose strand of hair behind an ear.] Say that to everyone you just meet, huh?

[Her tone is mild at least, before stepping back onto the platform and offering her own so he can ready himself.] Fortunately for you, that's your only way down.

peter quill

[awesomenesss]

[from here]

[By now Andy has managed to choke down most of the cheek packed noodles, somewhat dramatically. (Lots of gulping.) Now he stares uncomprehendingly up at the face that looks just like his face, the one that is talking to him from outside of his body.

Carefully, he touches his own cheek. The fork presses just below his eye.]

Is your name... Andy?

[Suspicious, wary, a little convinced this might be some time travel or something. Andy Junior? Andy Junior-Junior-Junior?]