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

[tenthstreetbred]

Muffet.

[An immediate response, one laden with relief and greeting.]

Absolutely. It's hard not to. I'm glad you seem to be taking the high road in this situation.

[Shepard, no.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet puts one hand to her mouth in a ladylike gesture, muffling a giggle. She caught that pun, Shepard.]

Yes, I kept wondering if it was all in my head, the way it kept going the entire time I was working on finding the new arrivals. Really, I was quite at the end of my rope.

[...Okay, so she's definitely spent too much time with Sans.]

[tenthstreetbred]

[That gets a small smile from her and she shakes her head.]

How are they? Are they injured? Are they in safe places?

[She had to make the choice- help people, or find the source of the crisis. The latter she thinks might be a little more helpful if she can stop it.]

[prettypurpleparlor]

They seem to be arriving scattered all around the coast, but none of them appeared hurt, at least. I led any of them I found to islets, since the water isn't rising there, and gave them the short version of what's going on here.

[The long version would probably take more time than anyone has to spare.]

[tenthstreetbred]

[Shepard nods.]

That's a great idea. We're running out of room over there, but that's a crisis for another time.

[She looks away and towards the water rising around them.]

I wonder what the difference last time was, to cause some of the newbies to be injured versus now... whatever is grabbing them and grabbed us seems to like tugging us around.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet frowns thoughtfully, considering Shepard's question.]

Do we know with certainty that they were injured when they arrived? From what I recall, the last batch of arrivals came in the middle of the apes' retaliation against us- they may have been wounded shortly after their arrival, by their captors, as opposed to before or during it.

[tenthstreetbred]

[Shepard thinks a bit and then shakes her head.]

Them, yes, they were probably injured by the apes. The new arrivals we have now seem to have been injured from the get-go, which seems odd, all things considered. I know people can come from violent times back home but the sheer amount of them implies something more.

[Or at least it does to her paranoid mind.]

I don't think we're going to get many answers on that any time soon.

[prettypurpleparlor]

[Muffet nods solemnly, looking quietly concerned.]

That does make it more worrying, yes. I wonder... do you think it could have something to do with that sort of vague, half-remembered place, the one we have those memories of as though we dreamt it? The one we can remember being on just before we woke up on the rafts.

[Muffet can't remember Mu very clearly, but she remembers enough to still be curious about it.]