August Intro: You Think...You Wink...You Do A Double Blink...

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INTRO LOG: AUGUST

Who: Everyone!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr.
When: August 3rd
Where: Ensō
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Part I: Get Wrekt
You rouse to a splash of sea salt drying on your skin. A haze of glass-white sand glitters in your vision, dappled by lush palms and thick, curling foliage that disappears into a jungle of deep jade. From behind, crackling wood and sawing rope groan from a mangled life raft ran ashore. A petering wash of tide over pebbled sand fills your ears as you struggle to gain your bearings in a vast portrait of tropical color…

No...no, no, that’s not precisely how this story starts.

Why don't we start over?

You rouse to a splash of sea salt, spraying across yourself and the wooden floor beneath you as it breaks across the edge of the platform. The light as it dances across the sea is blinding, dappling white spots across your vision as you slowly come back to consciousness and realize that - this is not where you last remember being.

The middle of the ocean is likely not a place most recall being at all. As you struggle to fully comprehend the new scenario in which you have found yourself, three things become quickly apparent. The raft you find yourself upon barely constitutes as something that should float, never mind a boat. In the distance, perhaps a few hours away at most, a large island beckons to you, a wide strip of beach surrounded by cliffs making it very clear where the most fortuitous of directions shall be.

Lastly, of course, you’re not alone. Hopefully your new companion(s) are just as keen to get ashore before nightfall as you, or voyaging together will not be the most positive experience. At your side you will find a knapsack, one to every member of your raft party, and upon inspecting its contents, you will discover any rewards you may have accrued - as well as a few other items to give you a fighting chance.

A note to those who participated in the Test Drive Meme: those threads, if all parties involved would like, can be game canon in the form of dream-like memories involving a place very much like this one, though the layout is considerably different.

Part II: Choose Your Own Adventure

By fortune (or misfortune, as it were), you eventually find your feet meeting sand, blessed shore to stagger upon as you shake off your newly found sea-legs. There are those that may find this place familiar, as though it appeared in a dream, though the expanse of shore certainly seems larger. The beach stretches off into the distance on both sides, curving around sharp ridges and cliffs, mist obscuring the view the farther along it goes.

So here you are. You’ve found land. Company. Supplies. The sun is now beginning to trek rather low upon the horizon…spending the night outside in such an unfamiliar land is unappealing at best and outright dangerous at the worst.

There is one silver lining in the midst of this mess. Directly ahead, the beach curves up a gentle slope until it meets forest, some manner of building visible through the trees. Further exploration of this area will reveal a dilapidated building of sorts; the architecture is indiscernible to even the most skilled eye. Despite looking as if it has seen better days, there are areas that offer some form of shelter...and who knows what else. Just because it appears uninhabited doesn’t mean you won’t wind up pleasantly, or unpleasantly, surprised.



So what shall you do from here, traveller? There is land to be explored, strangers to meet, friends to reunite with. Supplies to inspect and plenty of questions in need of being said aloud. Choose your path, make haste, and above all else: survive. And whatever you will, take heart.

Your story is about to begin anew.

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Feeling a tad adrift? Make sure to check the Locations Page, which has details regarding the starting areas and a handy map for those who feel better with a bird's eye view!

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Comments

[shatteredlenses]

You start feeling that ill just out of the blue? How unsettling.

[And that's an understatement. Ignis frowns as the implications start hitting him.]

Do you think the Storyteller has marked some kind of outer bounds that we are permitted to go to? If we try to go passed them we start feeling ill or, well, it's hard to say what might happen if we are on a vessel, but it likely will not be good.

[chummer]

Tell me about it, [ he practically huffs. ]

Wouldn't put it passed him, the hoppity motherfucker. Thinks he can control us. I'll show him.

[shatteredlenses]

I realize this may go against your nature, but I have to recommend patience in this endeavor. There's no way to tell just how much of ourselves the Storyteller has control over. If we prove ourselves too rebellious before we can protect ourselves, they may just lock us down completely leaving us no choice but to do exactly what they demand of us.

[chummer]

[ What's 'patience'? Can you eat it?

In all seriousness though, waiting has never been the shark-man's strong suit.
He was a creature of action, always has been. ]

I don't do well sitting around. And I have to get home, back to my sea. [ Back to Bayani and the royal family and- Everything. They need him. (He needs them, too, but he'll never admit that.) ]

[shatteredlenses]

[You can try to eat 'patience,' but Ignis would recommend against it. There is much better uses for it and it's just a bunch of empty carbs anyway.

Despite his advice, Ignis understands Finley's wish and can't blame him for not wanting to listen.]

You are far from the only one who wishes to be back home, but we also have to remember that if we act too rashly, we may end up extending our stay here indefinitely. There is a middle line between action and thought we must find and work from.

[chummer]

[ He is unconvinced.

Also, he doesn't want to admit that Ignis has a point. He's being... sensible, which is something Finley very much isn't. That he probably needs to be, all things considered. ]

Yeah, yeah. Alright. I won't do anything stupid.

[ He absolutely will. ]