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

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.

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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Oh dear, what an awfully frustrating predicament for such a fashionable young lady.

[The voice that calls over to her from a little way down the beach sounds genuinely warm and sympathetic. Whether or not that's enough to make up for the fact that the speaker is also very visibly nonhuman... well, that's up to J.]

[Muffet walks up and stops a respectful distance from her, trying not to frighten the girl.]

Can I be of any help to you?

[It never hurts to make a good first impression. And besides, she has a soft spot of her own for fashion, and can therefore sympathize.]

[There is a quick startle from J when the unexpected voice reaches her. She quickly turns her head around to look over her shoulder, making few drops of water fly off from her wet hair, to look at the source of the soft voice and..

...J just stares. Her green eyes are wide and mouth hangs open as she watches the, the.. Thing! Any traces of the frustration and tiredness vanishes from her and are both replaced by shock and awareness. Because. What the hell? The hell is that thing?

Screaming from top of her lungs, J throws her other shoe at the creature.]

Edited (wrong icon) 2017-08-06 00:28 (UTC)

[At least she's not too subtle about it. Muffet has more than enough warning to sidestep the thrown shoe, letting it land in the sand behind her.]

[She gives J a sternly reproachful look.]

Excuse you. I may not be of your species, but do you see me being so rude as to introduce myself by throwing things?

Your kind were as strange to me, once, as I am to you. The least we can give each other is the courtesy of an introduction that doesn't involve attempted violence.

[Oh.. Oh.

J wasn't quite sure what she expected to happen when she threw the shoe at the creepy looking girl. Maybe she had thought that it would go away, either by running away in fear or magically poofing and vanishing into a thin air or something along the words. But to see her staying, walking and talking like a real thing instead of some kind of mad hallucination.

Letting go of rest of her belongings, J crawls little further to widen the distance between them.]

I-I... [She stutters with a weak voice.] What are you?!

[Muffet sighs, and shakes her head.]

The polite thing to ask, I think, would have been 'who are you'.

But to answer both questions: I am a spider monster by the name of Muffet, lately of Mt. Ebott. And yourself?

Ah.

[A Spider Monster. But of course, how stupid of her.

Of course there's going to be Spider Monsters on this isolated island. Polite ones, too. Oh god, it all makes J's head to spin and she's feeling like she's about to lose her mind.]

I see. [The words come slowly after a while. Well, at least she's not screaming anymore.] I-I.. I'm J. A human.

[Okay, that's an improvement. Quieter, at least.]

Oh good- I'd been assuming you were, but it's been a strange enough day so far that I could have been wrong.

I take it you came ashore unexpectedly, like the rest of us?

[So far so good, she thinks. The monster's appearance is still quite unsettling and not exactly kind to unused eyes but J thinks she can handle this. She needs to handle this. At least she hasn't proven to be dangerous or tried to approach her.

Yet.]

I uh--- wait.

You're not from here?

No, I'm not. I woke up on a raft with two other people, only one of whom I'd ever met before, with a bag of supplies for each of us.

[A beat of silence, and then:]

The supply bags were monogrammed. Somehow that confuses me the most.

So that means there aren't more of you guys around? [You guys obviously meaning the monsters.

But she has a point.]

Ah, that's.. That's actually pretty good point. I didn't think of it earlier.

Well, there is an entire species of us, but we don't live anywhere around here- I come from a much more mountainous land.

The island thus far seems to consist of a bit of a grab bag of different people, none of them native to the place. Multiple species, although I think humans are the majority from what I've seen.

[She nods pensively.]

It makes me suspect that this was deliberate, that we've all been dragged here by someone with... unknown intentions. An uncomfortable thought, to say the least.

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