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]

Comments

[hyperlit]

[A shake of their head. They're not knowledgeable as to what might be inedible for them, but they doubt anything here can kill them any more than the illness chewing at their insides already is.]

most food unfamiliar.
seems edible.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[She tilts her head curiously.]

Well, what do you normally eat back home?

[hyperlit]

[A shrug.]

whatever is available.

[They're not picky, nor are they generally allowed hte luxury of choice.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

What are some of the things you can commonly find? I assume some foods are more readily available than others.

[She's going to figure out your favorite food if it kills her, dammit.]

[hyperlit]

[Another shrug. They don't know!!!!! They've never had the luxury of assigning preferences to anything other than weaponry.]

plants.
spice.
don't know their names.

[prettypurpleparlor]

Hmm... all right. Did they taste mostly sweet, or spicy, or bitter?

[hyperlit]

[You expect them to have these preferences and they just don't, Muffet :> ]

all were different.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[...she's going to have to keep feeding you stuff until she finds a thing that makes you happy now, you realize.]

Well, perhaps you'll have time to compare what's available while you're here. Do let me know if you take a particular liking to something.

[hyperlit]

[...]

[Why is she bothering? Surely if it is sustenance, it does not matter if it tastes good, or bad, or like nothing at all.]

why

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Sometimes people can want to do nice things for you, Drifter.]

Mm, you could call it professional pride, perhaps- I am a baker, it's part of my job to feed people well. And that generally includes actually enjoying the food, not just tolerating it.

[hyperlit]

[They've known those who had a knack, a talent, for cooking. Most would not deign to ask their favorite sort of food - they were a paying customer, and that was the end of it.]

[It's begun to grow increasingly clear that, at least here, things will be...different. For reasons beyond their comprehension.]

no preferences

[A pause, and then they add:]

yet

[prettypurpleparlor]

[She smiles warmly at them.]

Well, we'll see what comes up, then. If nothing else, it won't be the only new thing we learn here, not with much to explore.

[hyperlit]

[Grudgingly, they will have to admit she is correct. For now, however - they have more coconuts to harvest.]

going to get more.

Wrapping up, you think?

[prettypurpleparlor]

All right, dearie. Good luck. Do you want me to do anything in particular with these ones?

[If they leave it up to her discretion, she'll keep a couple for herself, and maybe pass out a handful more to people she thinks might make good use of them, but there'll be a tidy little pile of the remaining coconuts carefully stacked and waiting for the Drifter's use if they come back for them.]

yep!

[hyperlit]

[A moment's consideration, but only a moment's. The Drifter has very few preferences where it comes to food, alas, and this has not changed in recent times.]

you decide.

Wrapped on my end, you can finish it. :D

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Someday, darnit. Someday...]

Fair enough. I'll take care of things, and save you a few. Be careful while you're out there, all right?

o7

[hyperlit]

[A nod, respectful as ever - almost akin to a bow in its reverence. They are nothing if not polite, particularly to those kind enough to tolerate them.]

[And off they go.]