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

[shatteredlenses]

Ah yes, well I tend to miss some of those more obvious visual cues.

[Ignis pushes his sunglasses up with one finger as he turns to start back toward the mana pool.]

I don't suppose you have much in the way of survival skills, do you? Those of us who have been here the longest have only been here a few months so we are still trying to make things livable. New skills are always welcome.

[bloodyashes]

[Is it the middle finger? das rude

Asch makes it a point to keep his footsteps relatively loud even once they're clear of the splashing water.]

I'm no expert, but I'm passable. Hunting and camping, mostly. I've been on the road for... a while.

[Another of those little pauses! Stupid memory. He can't be sure exactly how long.]

[shatteredlenses]

[No no. See this icon's the one with the middle finger!

Ignis' only answer is a soft hum because he is suddenly more interested in those repeated pauses than he is finding out about Luke's survival skills. Those pauses are somewhat familiar in feeling. Similar to his own responses when people ask him the details about how he lost his vision.

Aside from a few facts that he wonders about a little more each day, he just doesn't remember.]

I know we have just met, but would it be too rude of me to ask you a personal question?

[bloodyashes]

It would depend on the question.

[Ask, Ignis, the worst he'll say is fuck off.]

[shatteredlenses]

Of course. You always have the option to refuse me an answer.

[He takes a deep breath, forming his words into a question that, if the answer is refused, hopefully won't upset Luke too much.]

I arrived here with holes in my memory, and it occurs to me that you are acting a bit like I do when I am asked about the times I can't remember. Are you missing memories?

[bloodyashes]

[...There's a grunt and the sound of water and sand being flung everywhere, as though Asch has just kicked the ground rather aggressively.]

At least I'm not the only one.

[shatteredlenses]

No, unfortunately not. Or fortunately, as the case may be.

[Ignis tilts his head slightly at the sound of the kick, but doesn't comment on it.]

There's a young lady here. Sweet girl, but she remembers very little aside from her name and the fact she was being used by an enemy before she was brought here. I suppose I'm lucky all that I've lost is the time around my blinding.

Not that it feels lucky when the nightmares come, but that is just how things like this go, I suppose.

[bloodyashes]

Hell of a thing to lose.

[But - maybe for the better, given some of the memories he still has. He doesn't need to sleep to know that he still has nightmares.]

Most of my events are in place. But it's like trying to recall things through blurry glass - I can't get names or faces, sometimes not even a consistent sense of who a person is from memory to memory.

[shatteredlenses]

That must be incredibly frustrating. Are you able to remember the cause of the loss at all?

[Both he and Terra at least know why they can't remember things. Ignis can't imagine how much worse it would be to have no idea why your memories are suddenly so messed up.]

An injury or accident perhaps?

[bloodyashes]

[He shakes his head, then remembers and makes an uh-uh sound.]

Unless it's lost in the memory gap itself, of course.

[shatteredlenses]

Of course, it would be too easy otherwise.

[Ignis shakes his head and then motions for 'Luke' to follow him up away from the water.]

Now that I've asked so much of you, do you have questions you would like to ask of me? It's only fair I return the favor.