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

[onegreeneye]

"Did they?" Ginko, as it happens, also showed up after the islets were already there - but it's only now that he's hearing they hadn't been there before.

"That's... honestly good to hear. Strange, but good to hear."

[greatcleavage]

"That's the impression I got -- I had some debate about why, exactly, the Storyteller would give us islets with ruins, and not either nothing, or actual functional shelters."

[onegreeneye]

"Yeah? Any notable theories?"

Now Ginko is wondering about that himself - maybe their ability to create things like shelters was limited, maybe they just thought it was more entertaining to see those trapped on the island scramble to protect themselves. He can't be sure either way.

[greatcleavage]

"Because it makes a good story." Even in tone, Roy couldn't decide whether or not to be irritated or just resigned. He was, honestly, pretty certain that was the long and the short of it.

[onegreeneye]

"...Yeah. Guess that's a possibility."

Ginko, similarly, isn't sure whether to be angry about that or just... tired.

It's better than being intended as a soldier in some kind of eternal god-war, he guesses.

[greatcleavage]

"Believe me, I think everything is starting to stem from that, and it's just one more thing to make me wonder." Because being a protagonist is rough. He should know.

[onegreeneye]

"I sure hope not." He is not, however, saying it's not true, because... he's not sure. "Don't suppose asking them directly would do much good."

That's not to say he's not still actively thinking about asking them directly.