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

[builditstrong]

[He frowns just a little.]

Bin hearin' talk 'f other worlds. That this place 's another world. That we's all from diff'rent worlds.

[He doesn't know what to make of any of it. It doesn't make sense.]

...Yeah. Jus' gotta keep 'n eye out.

[tenthstreetbred]

That's what I heard too. It's hard to believe, honestly.

[Which is funny coming from her, seeing all the shit she's seen...]

[builditstrong]

Yea. Same.

[But it is what it is. He kind of figures there's no point in denying it when everyone he's spoken to has confirmed it.]

What sorta world you from?

[tenthstreetbred]

It's a lot more futuristic than this. Does, uh. The year 2186 mean anything to you?

[She has no idea if Kid has a calendar close to hers, but it might give some insight as to where she's from.]

We have a lot more technology than this island currently has.

[builditstrong]

[He just shakes his head. The number is meaningless. There's no telling their calendars are the same, either. He knows that sort of thing varies a lot, and it must be even moreso between entire worlds.]

Engines n' such? Machines? Got summa that back home. Not much, though.

[tenthstreetbred]

Engines, yeah. We have mass effect drives and spaceships and omnitools. I've got technology inside my body as well.

What kind of machines do you have?

[builditstrong]

In yer body?

[That's the thing he focuses on, because those other three words are completely foreign to him. He has a feeling he wouldn't understand even if she did explain.]

We jus' got basic ones. Some power tools. Some weapons. Stuff what runs on oil.

[tenthstreetbred]

[The surprise in his tone really shows her how utterly bizarre her place must be to people whose tech isn't on the same level.]

Yeah. I needed it to help control my biotics. Plus some other stuff.

[Like, you know, I died and needed to have a good portion of my body reconstructed with advanced cutting-edge technology and am basically a cyborg???? That's a bit too much to say on first meeting though.]

At least you have something. That's good.

[builditstrong]

[He has no idea what biotics are, or how to parse any of this. He's heard of putting screws into bone, but she's making this sound like it's a lot more than just that.]

[He just kind of shakes his head. It's not really important that he know the details.]

Oil, though. Wonder 'f they's any oil 'round 'ere. Probably ain't. 'S gonna make things harder.

[tenthstreetbred]

This island lacks a lot of things that would make life easier. If we're stuck here though, we'll have to figure it all out eventually.

[She shrugs a bit.]

I gotta go back to looking for more food. You're uh. Welcome to join me if you'd like.

[builditstrong]

Y'ain't wrong.

[He gives a sage nod. The Caelondians never quite managed to tame the Wilds, but being an island, this place is probably a lot smaller. So that gives them an advantage.]

Sure. S' better 'f we work t'gether.