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

[foreverafter]

[ Sachiko just has the cheeriest smile-- she just doesn't know which arm of hers to reach for! Assuming they'll be holding hands back to Muffet's islet. She supposes she should just-- ah-- yeah, pick one. There we go. Sachi's clammy to the touch! ]

I trust you, then! And cookies... I feel like I haven't eaten anything in forever!

[ Because she has not. I mean aside from putting gorey things her mouth to look like the creepy gremlinchild she is, this will be her first taste test... better pray there's no salt in them. ]

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet doesn't seem bothered by the girl's clammy skin, politely taking her hand and beginning to lead her towards the mana pool.]

Now that certainly won't do. A proper meal will have to wait until we get out of the flooding areas, but... ah, here we go.

[She rummages briefly through her pockets with one hand, and smiles happily as she pulls out a small wrapped bundle of coconut cookies, which she holds out to Sachiko.]

[If she takes one, she'll find that they are indeed quite pleasant and tasty, still somehow fresh. Being magical in nature, monster food has no trouble at all feeding a restless spirit.]

[foreverafter]

[ Her face actually... lights up. She didn't expect anything to linger on her tastebuds at all, especially given her tongue situation. This is delicious...! Sachiko couldn't even taste saltwater!

The spider girl definitely earns her favor. She hasn't tasted anything... anything at all, besides the tar-like taste of darkening and blood in so long. ]

These are so good! [ She's chewing with her mouth open, oops. ] How did you make them?

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet always appreciates compliments on her baking, so Sachiko's making a pretty good first impression, herself.]

Why, thank you. I just tried to make good use of the ingredients I had on hand- we have quite a lot of coconut around here. Beyond that, just a bit of sugar, a bit of baking powder, and a bit of magic. I know humans don't cook with magic, but all proper monster food is magical.

[foreverafter]

[ In that case, it must not be holy magic-- or it would have seared Sachiko from the inside out.

You know what? When you're an edgy little girl, you can convince yourself you like the taste of blood and ichor, but really? It's gross and it's all for putting on a show of how dirt disgusting you are. The cookies are a welcome aftertaste to a deathtime of grossness.

Muffet is now officially on her whitelist. She won't hurt her or anyone she's particularly close to, because she wants more food she can eat. ]

You did a really great job. For someone like me, eating a magic cookie is... a really rare treat! [ hmmm ] Is it okay if I help you with the next batch? [ To eat half of them, of course. ]

[prettypurpleparlor]

[With the exception of one particular skeleton's power, monster magic tended not to be so judgemental. Green magic was for kindness, after all- not justice.]

[Not that Muffet is aware that's even a consideration. Although she would have been glad to know she didn't need to worry about murder on this specific front, if she'd known that was likely to happen. As it is, she just nods cheerfully.]

I'd be happy to have the help. Most of us have been staying on the islets- that's where I'm leading you now, since they don't appear to be flooding- so if you'd like I can point out my house to you as we pass it. You're welcome to knock on my door any time.

[The fact that Sachiko probably wants to do more eating than baking, at least, Muffet is aware of, but she doesn't mind. The whole point of cooking is to feed people, anyway.]