November Intro: Red Sun Rises Like an Early Warning

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INTRO LOG: NOVEMBER

Who: Everyone!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: November 3rd and beyond
Where: Ensō
Warnings: Mark as needed!

The New Arrivals: Hold My Hand
When you wake, it will be to the lapping of waves, frothed with foam...pulling at your hair, your skin, your clothing. The sand is soft and wet beneath you, but it's several inches submerged. And the longer you stay here, the more obvious it will be that the water level of the ocean ringing this strip of island has begun to to rise, and not merely because the tide has started to come in.

And what's more? You can tell that something else about this entire situation is horribly, horribly wrong.

Perhaps you've lost some special power. Perhaps some piece of your memory is freshly and disconcertingly blank. Perhaps you've just discovered that one of your senses is missing, or that you've been rendered unable to speak, or you've been struck by a debilitating fatigue. Not only are you stranded in some unfamiliar place, stuck on a rapidly flooding beach, but you aren't even doing it in full possession of all your faculties.
For those who agreed to put themselves at a disadvantage for a stranger, these are your consequences. If you're unclear as to the handicap your character has been assigned, if any, please check your initial acceptance notice!

All new arrivals will additionally awake with knapsacks, their names stitched to the front. The contents of said knapsacks can also be found in your acceptance notices!

For All: It's a Long Way Down
The water isn't a problem for the newest arrivals, either. It seems that the waters all over Ensō have started to rise, slowly at first, and then with a steadily increasing rate. At first, you might be forgiven for assuming the tide must simply be unusually high, or maybe that the island's begun to sink. But the longer it endures, the more obvious it becomes that neither is the case.

The water has begun to rise. Something is wrong with the island itself, or the being living on it, and now there is nothing preventing the water's inexorable approach as it steadily washes over and over the mainland. In fact, if you listen closely, you might even be able to hear a peculiar sound tearing over the cold rush of the coastal wind; something akin to a desolate wailing.

Either get to high ground - and quickly - or find out what's causing this. But either way, we suggest you hurry...because there are a great deal of newly arrived, very disoriented folk on the beach that could really, really use your help.

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As a final note to those who participated in the Test Drive Meme, bear in mind that 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.

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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

[demonpuppy]

[Chip isn't really expecting to find another kid on the beach, much less one they don't recognize. They frown and hurry over, intending to drag her away from the water before trying to wake her, but--they freeze just before grabbing her arm. The color is different, less brown than Foster's, but...]

[That's. Definitely not living flesh.]

[They yelp and stumble back to land on their rear, looking around nervously to try and figure out what to do. Did she...did she drown already? What should they do?!]

[foreverafter]

[ Sachiko stays in place for just a moment. They're not off the mark with her being dead, after all.

Her fingers twitch, now that she's almost entirely submerged up to her chin by be rising waves. More and more of the red 'dye' is being taken off, but to be honest, she'll need some bleach and not sea water to get those kinds of stains out. It's more how the clear waves carry the red from her, making her look like she's bleeding...

And then she looks up at Chip, arm outstretched, a la icon.

Sachiko doesn't fake a personality, like in a few of her other conversations. She rises from the sand without bending an elbow or a knee to do so, as if gravity gave up on her until her feet were flat against the ground.

Tmp. Tmp. Tmp. She takes a few steps forward, towards Chip.

Then immediately turns to gather up her bag at the beach. She unbuckles to see her scissors, and that's all she cares about for now.

But now she's just standing there. Menacingly. ]

[demonpuppy]

[Chip sits frozen in place watching her, the hairs on the back of their neck rising up. No, she's not a zombie, but she's definitely not alive--]

[And not intending to kill them? Not right away, at least. A few more moments pass before Chip shakes their head and peers at her more closely, though they don't seem to focus on her normally, their gaze drifting just around her.]

...what are you?