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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[Aw, hell yes. Muffet looks delighted- do you know how much of a relief it is to know you still have access to proper baking supplies even on a deserted island?]

Oh my, I certainly can put this to good use, thank you. Is there anything you're in particular need of, yourself?

[He won't show it, but Ichimatsu is relieved at her reaction -- it means his vague memories of her being a baker, or at least talking like one, aren't off the mark. He's about to shoot down her offer without even thinking about it, but... catches himself. He'd really rather just hand off the sugar to someone who can actually use it and go. No need to waste her time and property on him. Only... his brothers are here, and they're kind of useless, so he should probably try to, like.]

[Trade. Or something.]

What do you have?

[Hm, what from her supplies could they plausibly need more than she does... Ooh, or maybe not from the supplies, but from her specifically.]

How are you doing when it comes to rope? I can spin out silk thread into a decent length of cord, and it's fairly sturdy. Should be useful if you're doing any climbing or perhaps building a shelter.

[Right, he definitely remembers handling some of her webbing in that weird dream. Kinda gross, honestly... but it's not a bad trade for some sugar he has no idea how to use. It was strong enough to haul in a box of food, so he's sure it'll be reliable for other things. Once he figures out what those things are.]

[Satisfied, Ichimatsu gives a nod and holds the bag out for her to take.]

Yeah, that's fine.

Excellent~.

[Muffet reaches out and takes the bag with one hand, and uses two more to spin together what winds up looking like a long braid of thin, silvery rope.]

[This is her own silk, not the magical cords- to ensure that they have something that won't suddenly vanish if she ~~dies~~ cancels the spell- so it takes a bit longer, but fairly soon she has about four feet of it.]

Will this do?

[Ichimatsu reaches for the rope in silence. He loops it several times around each hand, yanking hard to test the tension and durability as it snaps tight between his grip. The texture interests him, too, and he rubs his thumbs along the cord, twists it a little across his knuckles. Seems sturdy enough... though he doesn't claim to be an expert.]

[He seems not to notice any potential difference from the magical webbing -- or if he does, it doesn't look like he cares. Ichimatsu begins to untangle the rope from one hand.]

I don't have a problem with it. [a pause.] Is it okay if it gets wet?

Excellent. A pleasure doing business with you, then.

[She smiles, and relinquishes the rope.]

Water shouldn't be a problem, no- like any material, it would get gradually worn away if you left it submerged long enough, but it's not more vulnerable than anything else in the short term.

Great. Thanks.

[He's monotone as ever, so it may perhaps come out sounding a little sarcastic, but Ichimatsu's manners are genuine past their roughness. Hopefully the care with which he bunches the cord into a loop and ties it in the middle makes up for his unenthused tone. As he slips it into the side pocket of his knapsack, he glances at Muffet.]

I'll go, then. Sorry for taking up your time.

No trouble at all, dearie. Do let me know if there's anything I can help with in the future.

[He grunts out an affirmative and begins to turn away. Something occurs to him, though, and Ichimatsu pauses just long enough to look back over his shoulder.]

Oh, and you can forget about that pear thing. I dunno what was up with that, but since it looks like that wasn't real, don't feel like you have to owe me anything. [he lifts a hand and turns back around.] See ya.

That's thoughtful of you. We'll see how it goes.

[A spider, much like a Lannister, always pays her debts. She might not be planning to put it at the top of her priority list, but she's still going to get him that pear cider if she gets a good opportunity.]

[It can be a nice surprise.]

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Wrapping?

yep!

Wrapped.