❪ 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

[braidedwonder]

Honestly that kinda sounds like a problem, man. [ Duo's not really one to sugar coat, and the last time he'd dealt with that (aka Trowa losing his memories for a little bit) he'd felt close to keeping Quatre together with duct tape. Who knew what this guy's situation is, though, and he doesn't seem too terribly upset about it considering how he's waving it off. ]

What kinda jobs they got around here anyway? I guess I oughta look in to that considering the whole 'Royal Guard' thing kinda ain't my style. [ That's more a Heero alley, honestly. ]

[melodiouspacifist]

Well yeah, I guess, but it's not the most pressing problem I have. I'm hoping my memories keep coming back slowly. Over the past nine years some of them have.

[Is that so weird? He probably would be upset about it, if it's possible. But it isn't.]

I didn't feel like fighting, so I didn't do that. I talked to the lady that runs the red light place and she hired me part time to play my sitar.

[It's a really bad interview, please don't ask for tips.]

[braidedwonder]

Well comin' back is better than nothing at all, right? Even if it's takin' a while... [ He pauses to think that Trowa recovered in record time, then, but doesn't bring it up to the other man. That'd probably be a shitty comment to make if he's being honest with himself and anyone else around him, even if he is a little curious about the whole ordeal of getting your memories back. ]

Fair enough. Not everyone's about that kinda life.. [ Like he is, really, but there's not much else he's entirely sure how to do other than fight anymore. ] A music gig ain't all bad either. Probably have your days free then, right?

[melodiouspacifist]

Yeah, I guess so. I wish I remembered it all, sometimes. [That was probably normal, right?]

Huh, I don't usually think about it. How did we get here? [He grins and shrugs. Oh well, life takes weird turns.]

I am. I was...[He sighs a little.] But I don't like it, not really, so I tried to do something else.

[At the mention of music he brightens though.] Definitely. It's awesome! I only work weekends actually, but I busk sometimes.

[braidedwonder]

I mean you might over time, right? If you've already remembered a lot? [ There was always the possibility of that. If Trowa could remember everything after being blown up and the lot than it would make sense that this guy might be able to over time. Everyone healed at different rates, it just so happened Trowa was a little bit of a freak apparently.

Not unthinkable, he palled around with lions after all. ]

Listen, some people have more trouble breaking out than getting in, so, I gotta give it to you there. [ Hell, he was having trouble right then and there, couldn't knock Demyx for trying. ]

Sounds like the best kinda schedule to me - one you make.

[melodiouspacifist]

I don't really worry about it much, since it's not like I feel anything about it. [He shrugs slightly, it's the truth. Duo doesn't need to worry about that.]

Yeah, I'm trying, but somehow I think I'd manage better if I just gave in and did that. I do like my own hours, but I also don't really have any money. It's a bit of a trade that way.

[Having money is a novelty, being able to do what he wants is just as much so.] If anything, I had a hard time getting in too. Not everyone is that type of person you know?

I just really like playing sitar.

[braidedwonder]

That's a lucky thing. I had a friend who had amnesia for a little bit and it really tore him up when he couldn't remember from what I heard.. [ But then again, what little memories Trowa had were basically his entire life at just sixteen. It made sense. Not that anyone wants to really remember a life like their own.. before or during the war. Even if he hadn't heard it from Trowa, Duo got the distinct feeling they'd all had a bit of a rough beginning. ]

Well part of buskin' is kinda like... gathering up a following isn't it? [ Granted, Duo's never done it himself, so he could be wrong. ]

Takes all kinds to make the world go round, man, I can't bash ya for it. Some of us get along a little better on a battlefield than other people, but some of us are also shit at playing instruments like me.

[ Duo's laughing at himself anyways, though, so clearly it is't all bad. ]

[melodiouspacifist]

It might, maybe, if I had a heart. [And he says this as cheerfully as losing his memories, as if that's also not a problem, at all. It's not horror that keeps him from remembering, actually from what he does remember his life was pretty mundane. Now it wasn't.]

Yeah, I guess so? Maybe. [He laughs and shrugs. No one he knew ever really gathered a following they just entertained and hoped for the best.] I just play and if people want to tip me they do. I don't really worry about it beyond that.

[He laughs.] You need to practice if you want to be good at an instrument. Just like fighting I guess, but for me my weapon is my sitar.

[braidedwonder]

[ Duo sort of scoffs a laugh at that but doesn't question it, figuring the guy is just joking or something. He's not all that familiar with heartless or anything of that sort, so for now, ignorance is some kind of bliss. ]

Best way to do it I guess. Enjoy it and go from there, right? [ Well, and hope people had paper or coins to tip with. Whatever they had as long as it spent, right? ]

Haven't had a lot of time for that kinda stuff with a war going on. And now I'm here, so.. don't know if I'm gonna have time here, either.

[melodiouspacifist]

[Nope, not joking at all, wouldn't it be fun to fall down that rabbit hole? Everyone else does. But as glad as he is to answer questions, he's fine not answering them at the same time.]

I definitely think so, yeah. I enjoy playing sitar, as much as I can. [He grins, it's amazing.] Arpeggio is practically a work of art. [It's like his baby. Wouldn't Duo like to see it?]

You'd be surprised how much free time you have here. More than you'd think, I think. You could learn something! I only got away with it, because my sitar is my weapon.

[braidedwonder]

Wha - Oh. That's the sitar's name? [ Duo, after all, named inanimate objects 'Deathscythe Hell Custom' and etcetera - he knows all about that life and doesn't find it odd at all. Some people may, but they weren't any fun at all. Duo takes a moment to blow his bangs out of his face since the beach breeze had obscured his vision a little. ]

We'll see. I don't like to sit and do nothin' so more likely than not I'll get busy real quick.

[ Idle hands, with Duo, is a very real problem. ]

[melodiouspacifist]

That's right! Every instrument needs a good name. [He says this full of conviction and wisdom, so if Duo does pick something up he will need to name it. It's practically a law.]

I don't understand that at all. Or maybe I do, I guess? I just really value my free time. I never used to have any. My Superior was pretty big on making us work all the time, forever, and before the storm...[He pauses a moment.] We were short staffed. Half of us were gone so I was running all over the place, doing jobs that didn't used to be mine.

It was a pain in the ass.