❪ 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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[coolerjunpei]

[Okay, hang on-] Whoa whoa whoa-!!

[This betrayal? This top 10 anime betrayals featurette? He tries to dodge this time, catching himself just long enough to blindly swing back at her before he once again flops uselessly off the platform.

Look, he tried a little.]

[winddaughter]

[He didn't want her to go easy on him, right? She probably would have--at least gone for a lighter swing.

She deflects his swing with a small laugh and just shakes her head. Wow, this is really something.]

Maybe I should go blindfold to make this more fair.

[coolerjunpei]

No thanks— I only need one blind person around who can kick my ass.

[Like, pretty much everyone can kick his ass? The only person who might not be able to is this nerd in a sweater he met earlier, but there are lines to draw. Either way, he says this as he drags himself back up again, this time just barely situating himself on the platform before he makes a sweep for her ankles.

Jump??]

[winddaughter]

[Now they're talking. There's a fire in Anemone's eyes that Junpei's never quite witnessed before, and he's seen probably the widest range of her emotions than anyone.

She moves like a dancer and it's good for her. Those motions are still ingrained in her even though she hasn't flown in so long. She doesn't quite jump--she pulls up one foot to hop and wobble and lets the sting of the boffer hit her other leg. She nearly loses her balance, and then she puts her other foot back down and traps in the boffer between her ankles.]

Ha!

[And then she smacks him. (If he doesn't let go of his boffer though, she's going down with him.)]

[coolerjunpei]

[Oh— alright then. Junpei doesn't have a fire of his own but her unique enthusiasm is just contagious enough to keep him in the game, impressed by that pretty sick move.

Not so impressed that he lets go, though. No, he's keeping this and he's pulling it sharply toward himself just before he loses his balance. He might have managed to come back from that one, but there are only so many opportunities that are going to present to him, a Very Unathletic Person, so he more or less leans back with her hit to make sure it really takes.

Timber...!! Ah, but—from where he's down once more:] Ah, damn it, that's two.

[winddaughter]

Whoa--hey--

[She appreciates his stubbornness, and as much as she tries to hang on, she crumples down in surprise.

Honestly, she didn't think he'd even get her down once, so she actually looks at him like she's impressed. Credit where credit is due and all that.]

But you got me down, I didn't think you'd manage!

[coolerjunpei]

Yeah, but I still lost. [He was always going to lose?! It's alright.

What if he just stays down here for a bit... yeah, that's good.]

So I owe you food, I guess?

[winddaughter]

[Obviously he was going to lose.] Yeah well, that's not the point. You tried! [She definitely wants food, and yet she grabs the boffer again and gets back on her platform.] Come on, let's go again. It's all about balance, and your body moving as one, not a mess of limbs.

[coolerjunpei]

Wait, what?

[No, that wasn't the plan... He sits up and then after a moment stands, but- not the plan.]

What, you're my teacher now?

[winddaughter]

Sure, why not? [She shrugs, amused.] I got my "win" and we should get more use out of this after you went through the trouble of finding it.

[coolerjunpei]

Okay, but I'm probably not going to get any more graceful. Try not to be too disappointed.

[Still, he climbs back up onto the platform and... waits.]

So what's lesson one?

[winddaughter]

[She's still not the best for this kind of lesson, and it'd probably be easier without the platform entirely since they're not (necessarily) trying to beat each other into oblivion. It's not like she can adapt her piloting skills into boffer fighting.

But she's definitely about to try!!]

I'm not super graceful in this kind of setup either. It's weird! [But workable. She holds the boffer horizontal again, spreading her arms almost as far apart as she can because it's the closest likeness to being in theEND.] Lesson one, okay. Stance! The body's a fluid thing. If you get knocked over, and your limbs go all over the place, you can't do anything smoothly. [She grins.] If one part of you goes one way, the rest should follow. Then maybe you'll at least fall without... problem.

[coolerjunpei]

Hey, I'm pretty good at falling. I think I'm more of an ice cube than a tall glass of water.

[that's dumb

Anyway, things like grace and agility don't come naturally to Junpei; not that he's some kind of clumsy disaster on legs, but he'll hold still if he can help it and not care how effective his movements are if he can't. But then, he doesn't get into many fights caring about how to avoid getting injured, so...

Well, it's been working for him. He looks down at his feet, hesitantly moving them apart to mimic Anemone's foot placement. Yeah, this already feels awkward.] So... stance. I'm standing?

[winddaughter]

How strong is your stance though? [She bumps him sort of gently with her boffer to see if he can actually stay stable.]

[coolerjunpei]

[Well, he wobbles a little but doesn't fall, so that answers that question.]

Hey— surprise hits don't count!

I have to streamline this because I don't know why I thought it was a good idea!!

[winddaughter]

Game or real fighting, surprise hits always count.

[But she's... vaguely impressed. She continues to beat him up work with him on some tips and tricks so he's not completely useless if he gets in a fight or tries chasing after some bioterrorist and maybe some of it stuck or maybe it's all for naught, but she had fun hitting him, so either way it's a win for her.

(She did let him hit her too for that kind of practice as well.)

It was a good workout.]

Woo! [Stretch.] You still owe me dessert!

this is acceptable....

[coolerjunpei]

[Grumble mumble surprise hits are cheating... He's great at punching people (not really but he tries), just not at keeping himself from getting punched. It's a toss up?

Anyway, she kicks his ass with foam sticks until finally, he is free. Finally.]

Yeah- [wheeze... he's not as in shape as he thought, either?? ouch.] Did you have anything already...? Let's find something else.

[winddaughter]

[Clearly they should do something like this regularly. Training in the simulations, maybe? She can't let herself get weak huff.]

I've gotten quite a bit already. But I think I saw something called fried ice cream? It sounds weird. [Which means she wants to try it.]

[coolerjunpei]

[You mean he's going to die? Cool.]

Fried ice cream... Okay, why not. That's your big winner prize. [Ah, there's so much dang food-] Uh, where is it?

[winddaughter]

[She spins about to get her bearings. If she saw a sign when she showed up with Akechi then it'd be... hmmm.

She stares off in a particular direction.]

I think over that way.

[coolerjunpei]

[Ah yes this is the best possible navigation plan. Junpei looks that way, figures they'll find something worth eating eventually, and shrugs.]

Then let's go. We can just leave this stuff here, I'm pretty sure...

[And they're off!! Holler when you see fried ice cream, Anemone.]

[winddaughter]

[Yessss good, victory sweets! She definitely takes the lead, acting like she knows where she's going even though her memory was vague at most.]

If your boss here? He was some food guy, right?

[It's almost like she listens.

She definitely gets turned around more than twice once and has to grab some stranger and ask her where the fried ice cream is to even get a semblance of the right location.]

[coolerjunpei]

"Boss" is generous... [He's more like an old man with a stall and Junpei is more like an errand boy, but whatever.]

He might be? It's not like I asked what his weekend plans were.

[He's real good at friendly smalltalk.]

[winddaughter]

Jeez, Junpei.

[This is how you don't get free things.

She does, thankfully, find the stall she's looking for, but she hangs back, pointedly looking at Junpei.

She's not getting her own free food prize!]

[coolerjunpei]

What? Give me a break.

[He's doing good at life. There's a moment while he just stands there and waits... then realizes.]

Oh- hang on. [There he goes... to get free food. He'll be back in a minute, looking mystified about this fried ice cream stuff.]