❪ 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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[vorrutyer]

[ But that definitely gets to him. He says, insistently: ]

If you worry about it when it happens then you truly will end up dead.

[vorrutyer]

It won't.

[ Byerly confirms this with a tone that's mild and light. ]

Stuck on as if by magic. Or perhaps literally by magic, heaven help us.

[defenses]

[ drinking!? or so he's about to say out loud, but fortunately...

he manages to bite back. it's part of the act. a matter that becomes increasingly clear as cain speaks. it isn't like he thought cain was a capable of leaving him stranded, but vane definitely did think something else was initially at work here. but, with everything settled, he gives a firm nod! ] Wahaha, it's true! I've never been much of a drinker. [ not used to it, he means. rowdy when partaking, he also means. it's easier... when they're truths, too.

all the same, once cain slings an arm over him, he follows. tipping his head briefly at the man, before they saunter off. as they walk on, he then catches wind of the other male's word and it sort of clicks. vane turns back briefly, to see the man is still mostly confused. still trying to sort out how he feels about this or how ... accurate their words are. somehow, it leaves him a bit unsettled, and so he grabs cain's arm back.

mostly in reassurance. but, now they probably look even more out of place... leaving arm in arm?? ]

Think he'll catch on?

[defenses]

[ look, it was... definitely in the arms.

who moves their arms out like that otherwise!? vane doesn't seem to think it implied anything but that. then again, he's never exactly came to the sharpest conclusions. ] Eh? Really? But, you moved your arms out so I figured you were looking to be carried? [ despite, joshua's wiggling, vane has pretty much already hoisted him over one of his shoulders...


but, now he's re-thinking this very carefully. ] ... was I wrong? [ he now looks ...

apologetic. really apologetic. ] My bad.

[demonly]

Bakugou? [ But his tag says... he'll just give the tag on his chest a squint and move on. ] I'm Okumura.

[ Rin, too, keeps his voice short and blunt, since the other seems so irritable. ]

I ain't new here, but I remember what it was like to be. Shouldn't ya be, like...finding yer housing and stuff?

[vorrutyer]

[ Byerly debates a taunting little oh dear fellow telling you would be cheating, but he supposes that he's probably been antagonistic enough already. It serves his purposes very well to be perceived as a ne'er-do-well and a useless fop, but actively turning people against him is not quite his intention. Not yet, anyway. When someone is amused by his antics (as they ought to be; that comment about the draftiness of the towers had been funny, dammit), he at least has something to work with. But this fellow...Well, either there's no sense of humor there, or he simply doesn't like the look of Byerly's face. Or, most likely, By is touching some raw nerve. ]

Would you? After all, it's simply the opinion of a fool.

[ He tilts his head to the side, a little smile on his lips. Gamely, he continues on: ]

I believe I remind you of someone. Or several someones, perhaps? - Though that's not a fact about you, that's more about me, but like all men I'm quite self-centered and wish to talk about myself first and foremost.

[cykedelic]

Careful, or you really will make it seem like you care.

[ Her voice is practically like she's singing the words out, and to top it off she reaches to pull his arm into the road to the right this time. ]

ARCHER

[lifespanned]

( from here )
It's settled then. Two fruit teas coming up!

[ Winking again, she takes the glass with her to go fill the order, returning back with two vibrant pink beverages, a parasol in each with fruit on the rim. She'll just slide conveniently into the seat across from him while she pushes his drink to his side of the table before stirring her own drink idly. ]

Misa isn't too used to the fruits here yet, but it definitely looks pretty, right? So it can't be that bad!

[badgerlock]

[Fitz almost smiles, then, and then he can't help it, there it is, Chivalry's smile, all charisma.]

We king's men have to stick together.

[badgerlock]

Yes, just as hideous as I am.

[He says that flatly.]

[rhygret]

Okay but like, when I set up here there definitely wasn't a game going on.

[ Rhys was here first, and for the first time he looks vaguely annoyed as he leers over at the group playing volleyball and grunts a bit. ]

I was technically here first.

RIZA

[lifespanned]

( from here )
[ She blinks a bit in surprise and stumbles over herself to follow, her assortment of jewelry making small clinking sounds as she takes quick steps to catch up. ]

Um, no, I haven't... I'll have to go there eventually, so I thought I should look around a little while it's light outside.

[ As dramatic as she could be, it's surprisingly easier than she thought to adapt to this sudden change in life. Her only strong tie to Earth was a certain person, and he's still okay, so she can endure anything - which allows her to have the mind to be thinking about fashion in a situation like this. ]

Someone told me they wouldn't have lots of jewelry here. Is that true?

[unpromising]

Maybe he just wasn't impressed with you. It's why he went away.

[ Qrow snorts at his own quip. But his face sobers immediately, intending to get this job done. ]

Go on. Go get your money.

[unpromising]

[ Oh my god, that is rude, if anything. Qrow doesn't want anybody getting to know him, but that's just straight up disrespectful. ]

Yeah, as if I'm interested in your sign, Demon Kid. [ That's her name now. ] I'm not the one who's making a big deal about a complete stranger's unintended description.

[unpromising]

[ For a second, Qrow just stares at her, wondering what she's talking about. Then it hits him. ]

Not that kind of huntsman. Capital H. Defenders of the world from creatures of Grimm. [ He could ramble on about this and talk about Huntsmen and Huntresses and the Grimm, but he feels like it's pointless. ] Nevermind.

You owe me pizza and some drinks.

[daemonized]

[She's right. Ardyn cares not for anyone's pursuit of knowledge. Why should he? He feels absolutely zero reason to accomodate, and he's about to say as much when she utters the second half of her argument.]

And what is that, exactly?

[vorrutyer]

Ah.

[ He smiles, but the expression is a little flat, a little strained. He shouldn't let himself be so dark and depressed - not here, on a beach, in the sun, with a beautiful woman on his arm - but... ]

Can I still be we when I am here alone, dear Lucy?

[unpromising]

Alright, fine. [ If he's so intent on not being called a kid, Qrow'll back off or now. He'll just come up with a new name... like Shorty. :) ] Not a kid, I get i—

[ And now he's being made to drink what's in the glass, and Qrow has to cough a little before he ends up choking on his own saliva. This guy sure is aggressive. Aggressive and impatient. He has no idea what kind of impression this'll even make, but he puts his hand over Chuuya's and guides him to switch the glass' angle so he can actually drink the contents. ]

[unpromising]

Qrow.

[ That... doesn't help at all, but at least he sounds very friendly! ]

Just a normal guy who's... into alcohol, I guess.

vane

[unpromising]

[ from here. ]

Peace of advice, kid. No one likes anyone who's way too intense.

[ Qrow lets go of Vane, at least, and he does it softly and gently so the other doesn't end up hurting! His back's pretty sore from sleeping way too much, so getting hit a couple of times only made it worse. Still... not really a big deal. Just annoying! At least it's stopped. ]

Anyway, you got something to give?

[ofobedience]

[And that slight push, that seeking out-- it goes quite unnoticed by Giovanni, and if he senses the confusion in the other refugee, it certainly doesn't show. He merely shrugs, answers the question being posed.]

Varied kinds. It depends on your skill set, I suppose. I've taken a position with the Royal Guard, myself.

[Because it correlates best with the only thing he knows. Not a perfect match, far less brutal and all-encompassing than he's accustomed to, but as someone who's never 'worked' a day in his life, has only ever been a weapon in someone else's arsenal, it at least has something of familiarity in it.]

uuu...

[polkabrows]

[ izumo watches as the wolf draws back, showing all the signs of wariness, perhaps even antagonism. for her part, she does not move, careful instead to simply keep a close watch on the being, lest she suddenly strike out at her.

when her thoughts begin to filter in, izumo takes a moment to listen; a soft "voice," warm where mike and uke's would normally be a cool balm. izumo herself has never met a goddess before, the closest thing to benevolent spirits the byakko that had lived among her family in their shrine.

when she speaks, she keeps her tone even. ]

There is demon blood in my family. [ not necessarily something she takes pains to hide, but it's definitely not something she would easily offer up, either. still, she cannot help but feel the need to explain.

and... apologize? ]

...I'm sorry if it smells.

[unpromising]

[ Why is "madam" an alternate to "doctor"? Qrow's pretty confused by this, but he doesn't ask. ]

I'm a Huntsman. A warrior who slays the creatures of Grimm and defends the world. [ He lets out a chuckle at his own comment. ] I know, I know... I'm pretty impressive.

[polkabrows]

[ she frowns at his tone, mostly unsure what to make of it. don't start crying already, jeez... they're all in the same unlucky boat?! his "secrets" can't be that bad, can they... ]

For now, [ she is quick enough to remind him. ] Like I said, it will go away on its own eventually. You just have to be patient.

[ and also not give a shit what people think, but whatever. ]

TAKASUGI

[lifespanned]

( from here )
[ She takes the bottle from him gingerly, eyeing it carefully before turning to the drink counter. Over her bare shoulder, she calls, ]

Oookay, coming right up!

[ It only takes a minute for her to fill the order, returning to the table with a grin and the bottle in hand. She takes the opportunity to slide into the seat next to him, delicately placing the bottle in front of him while bringing the cocktail to herself. ] As promised, Misa is joining you!

[ For a short moment, she can't help but feel lucky that this guy's already kind of drunk; those types are the easiest to charm. ]

By the way, is this drink your favorite? [ Her hands wrap around her own glass. ] Misa hasn't had it before.