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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[They are, though, aren't they? They are simply one drifter among many, and a rather despicable one at that - their race does not particularly put them in a good position for anyone's good graces.]

not well.
cliffs in the way.

Well, perhaps that's an area where I can be of use- after all, I am rather naturally well-supplied with climbing rope.

how high?

[As perplexing as her insistence of offer her help is, they're not about to give that offer up - not simply based on their own perceptions. Not when they've not met anyone else capable of scaling the cliffs surrounding them.]

[She waves a hand in a noncommittal gesture.]

In terms of sticking a line directly to the top of a cliff, I'd need to able to see where I was aiming it.

In terms of how long a line I can produce, period... honestly, I'm not sure there is a hard limit to it? If I kept trying to make more continuously without any food or rest, I'd eventually collapse from exhaustion, but not having ever actually tried that I couldn't say how long it would take.

This is the magical ones, admittedly- I'm not completely sure what my threshold for making just plain silk lines would be, either, but I know it's far less than my ability to keep using purple magic.

[Hm. They've food on hand, at least, and they're well-accustomed to enduring for a long while without needing additional sustenance. Not recommended, precisely, given their general state of illness, but it is best to place one's resources in a healthy basket. Not a sickly one.]

might cut through ruins.

I've no objection to that. I had been staying further out on the edges to avoid risking any hidden dangers until I knew this place a little better, but going in with two people seems far safer.

[They cannot say they necessarily feel the same; drifters are independent by nature, and solitary almost by necessity, with so few of them wandering the world's surface. But their journey had been expedited, no doubt, by the presence of a fellow drifter the last time they committed to such an undertaking.]

[Experience now suggests that accompaniment would be wise.]

alright

[She smiles, and turns to face the ruins.]

After you, then.

[And then the Drifter dumped like half a dozen coconuts on the ruins floors HOW'S THAT FOR PAYING BACK THAT DEBT]

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

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Wrapping and picking back up at the mingle, maybe?

sure thing!