Ruins Mingle Log!

[ohnehalfte]

Who: Newt Geiszler ohnehalfte and EVERYONE
What: So a bunch of people headed up towards the ruins, so they've got to all run into each other and start to congregate, right???
When: Evening of the mingle log and onwardish.
Where: The Ruins
Warnings: Um...same as the mingle log?



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.


[ooc: Hey y'all! I thought this might be a good place to start getting larger groups of characters together to do some exploring, settling down, banding together and figuring out rations, etc. Feel free to throw up any threads of your own for specific things like exploration groups, a gathering in the entrance hall, whatever strikes your fancy or that you think your character would organize. Have a party!

Edit: Additionally, there is now an OOC Post for those that want to handwave their character signing up for ruin exploration]

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[ohnehalfte]

[asldkhfs Newt can't help but let out a slightly amused huff at that] No joke, dude. But hey, on the bright side, at least we've got some supplies. We just need to figure out how much we've got and ration it that way. And if they gave us supplies, whoever wants us here is clearly keeping us alive for a reason, so there's something they want out of us somehow. That's a good starting bargaining chip.

[justribbing]

Either that, or somebody out there cares about us.

[ And that kindles something dimly warm in his soul, the idea that someone out there might not have been able to stop their kidnapping, but maybe tried to help in any way they could.

He hopes they're really out there, and that this isn't just bait dangled before their faces to see if they keep running this treadmill until their legs give out. ]

Speakin' of supplies, I better leave ya to it.

[ohnehalfte]

[Newt can't help but glances up at that, though, hands stilling where he's been sorting through--aka moving things back and forth without any real destination]

I'll...see you around, yeah?

[that was definitely way too hopeful Newt chill]

[justribbing]

I don't do promises.

[ He negligently waves a bony hand as he starts shuffling away. ]

But yeah, probably. Ain't like I got plans.

[ohnehalfte]

I... [it's in him to protest, and he almost does. But at the last moment, for what might be the first time in his life, he bites his tongue. Not friends.]

Okay. Later. [right, he's going to just...focus on the supplies, then.]