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

[thisisourfuture]

Yeah, but only if there's no other choice. [He holds out the pale flower to her.]

We should go while we can.

[He takes a second flower while his thoughts race. There's a lot he wants to explain. Anyone walking into this situation needs to be armed with the knowledge to protect themselves.]

[the_word_is]

[She follows him through the mana pool with only the slightest flinch and twinge of disgust (there's so much magic, everywhere, and she'll never get used to it).

Once they're through, she takes stock of her surroundings first and then turns to her traveling companion, with a questioning look.]

[thisisourfuture]

[Hinata has turned to face the island of Eso. His brows furrow as he takes in just how much water has already covered parts of the island that they can see.

He turns back to her and says,]

These are the islets. We all found places to make ours here out of the ruins littered about. But, that’s not important. We don’t know why we’re here and neither does the god. I think the packs we get are from them. They do seem to want to help us...or at least work with us. With me so far?

[the_word_is]

[Maka nods. Don't worry, she gets it.

Then she points toward the other island, a questioning expression on her face. Is that where they just were?]

[thisisourfuture]

[Hinata nods. He gestures around at the islet and to the bridge leading away towards the island.]

We use the mana pools to travel. But some of us are slowly repairing the bridges. We don’t have any way to keep constant communication. But we’re repairing the bridges leading to the island for anyone who doesn’t want to use the pools.

[the_word_is]

[Maka doesn't know anything about construction, so she doesn't think she can be of much help there. No constant communication is weird, even in the Box the Techs gave them mobile phones to communicate with each other.

She crouches down and writes in the sand,]

Is there a bulletin board?