lifeaftr | November Intro: Red Sun Rises Like an Early Warning

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.

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.

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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[She thought there might be a limit to the times her heart could swell up like this. It's a bizarre combination of happiness and pride that's all too new to her and feels almost overwhelming. She can only claim to be good at finding cats because she managed to get on good terms with all the city strays.

That's it. She was meant to be a tool and failed at even that. They couldn't use her, for whatever reason, and choose to use another girl. Tried to use her again when they knew it would end in pain for the few survivors left and-

Guzma says those kind words and she almost double-takes, surprise clear on her face for a second. Nearly has to catch her breath and realize that her heart's beating fast because she's happy. Not because her medicine wore off.

She wonders how much he would like Seto, if he thinks she's good at that. If he truly looks at her and sees value in how she cheers people up, he'll be overwhelmed by him. Whenever he finds her, she has to bring him to Guzma immediately. Has to let him see who's the best at cheering others up.

But like the elves, he uses another name. It's not a food he confuses her for and it's not a 'term of endearment' like she's recently learned about, it's something else entirely-angel. Whatever that means.]

It's Ren. [And then-] It's okay if you forget. I'll listen for your voice and-

[Doesn't matter what name he uses, she'll be there, and she squeezes his hand tight.]

I'll come cheer you up again. I can do that for you now.

[The best at cheering people up would still be Ren, hands down, to Guzma anyway. Because she's the sort of person he'd needed a decade and a half ago, and only just found. She's the sort of person who could even put a genuine smile on his face...despite everything. Despite how hard, cold, and bitter he's become. She's...definitely very special, especially to him.

Ren, huh? Oh, he'll definitely remember her name, but he's going to keep the nickname - it's simply too fitting. What else could be be, but an angel, to come to this poor sinner's side when he was down? And offer to do so again and again, unconditionally.]

I'd 'preciate it if you did... Name's Guzma, now c'mon, I'll take you back to my place for now as get you fed up and y'all can decide if you wanna go or stay, yeah? But we gotta make tracks if we wanna be back 'fore it gets too dark.

[Or too waterlogged. It'll be a long walk back to the Storyteller's temple, but Guzma will indeed make good on his promise. Once by the mana pool, and back at his islet home, he'll feed Ren whatever he has available (AND MAKE HER FREAKING EAT IT >8C) then give her the option of staying or going on her way. Whatever she chooses, he'll treat her well regardless.

His little angel. ♥]

November Intro: Red Sun Rises Like an Early Warning

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