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]

I'm fine.

[The answer come quickly, too quickly, and if Shiro takes the time to look, he will see Ignis' dark blue shirt is stained with blood, especially on the left side--the side that just so happens to match the side of his face that has the worst scarring near his eyes. It's also missing the top button. Someone definitely had a rough time before he came here no matter how much he may be trying to hide it.]

I merely seem to have overestimated my ability to help people in my current condition. You have my apologies for disrupting whatever you were attempting to accomplish.

[lionson]

[Yep, he does notice that. Shiro wonders if it has anything to do with why Ignis appears to be at least partially blind.]

Well I was hoping to find others, so I would say you aren't disrupting anything at all.

Apologies for the late tag! Been recovering from surgery!

[shatteredlenses]

[It has everything to do with that.]

Ah, well then perhaps I'm not currently as useless as I thought. How many people have you met so far?

[If Ignis' is going to be cooking--as difficult as that will be without his vision--then it will help to have some kind of body count so he knows how far their supplies need to stretch. Even if his duty says he should worry about Noctis and Noctis alone, he can't just sit back and let everyone else starve.]

[lionson]

Besides the guys from my boat? I'd say about seven.

['About', because he's not sure if some of the wildlife he found is sentient or not.]

[shatteredlenses]

[Ignis hums softly in acknowledgment as he starts doing a little mental math. There had been three people on his raft including himself, and he really can't imagine a raft of that size carrying many more people. So three people on each of two rafts plus the seven the other man ran into makes a solid thirteen, and Ignis is pretty sure he can add four or five more to that total from those he's met. Best to round to about twenty even if there is a chance that some of the people they've met may overlap.]

You have my thanks. 'About' is probably the best we can hope for until everyone decides to gather in one spot. I have some skill in cooking, by the way. It's why I wanted to know. Recent as my blinding may be, I'm sure my skills will help us stretch what supplies we have.

Do you have any special skills aside from whistle blowing?

[His voice is quite even as he asks the question, though the slight upturn to the corner of his mouth hints at the fact it's more of a good-natured joke than anything.]