January Intro: I Know the Winter's Getting Colder

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INTRO LOG: JANUARY

Who: Everyone!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: January 5th and onward
Where: Chol and surrounding waters
Warnings: Mark as needed!

The Overview: New Lands
New arrivals will not be waking in the typical hub of activity; instead, they will find themselves coming to on the small island of Chol. While the island's fringes are little more than an unforgiving spread of craggy, canyon-like rock and coastal cliffs, the island dips down to form a fertile divot of edenic woodland in its center. The people living there will even be helpful and polite to you, should you inquire after them.

All new arrivals will additionally awake with knapsacks, their names stitched to the front. The contents of said knapsacks can all be found in your acceptance notices!

Icebreaker: This is the Winter of Our Youth
Unless you're someone with a fondness for the cold, you'll undoubtedly be waking with more than a slight chill in your bones. The appearance of the island of Chol has signaled a coming event of great import in LifeAftr, and unfortunately, the signs of that event's approach have already been set in motion. The temperature has begun to drop as the sun's rays begin to die, faster and faster, leading to an impressive cold snap in the ocean waters - particularly those surrounding Chol.

It is for that reason that you won't be waking on Chol, per se. Instead, you'll be waking on a thick crust of ice that's mantled itself over the ocean waters, freezing solid enough to bear your weight...for the most part. The ice won't hold forever; it isn't meant to. If you happen to be particularly vivacious in your waking, or especially active in general, thick cracks will start to spiderweb out from underneath those impacts with low, warning chunks and wrenches of fracturing ice. Better hurry to land soon, unless you care to take a little dip into those freezing cold ocean waters.

Mainland: When We Pick Over the Past
Should you make it to the land of Chol, braving the iced-over waters surrounding its craggy shores, you'll encounter something at least as startling - the people who have elected to set up a rudimentary encampment upon its lands. While a bit on the scalier side, the Jormun are nonetheless allied to you land-dwellers, and will welcome you to the island. Most will be preoccupied with preparations for an approaching siege, but many will comment idly that the cold is a sign of the coming battle. Some may point you to their leader, known to most as Munin, but others will venture hospitality based on the actions of those land-dwellers that came before you, who were successful in allying themselves to this sea-dwelling people.

Those who might have braved the cold a little too fiercely will quickly be offered some rather rough blankets - perhaps more on par with burlap sacks in terms of texture - as well as a hot brew that the Jormun call brrkshavak. Heated to a boil just prior to being served, the drink will be more than adequate in warming your weary bones, though it bodes mentioning that it is both scalding hot and made with a fleshy kind of undersea herb that is akin to crushed chili pepper in taste.

It'll warm you up, all right.

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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

[souris_keteer]

To be fair, Mickey is used to such a reaction, so he glosses over it pretty quickly. Mickey frowns at the situation - stuck? That can't be good.

"The name's Mickey Mouse, and I'm here to help!" He says proudly, with a slap to his chest. "Maybe I can pull you hard enough to unstuck you!"

[asecondsun]

That gives Epsilon a little pause. Mickey... Mouse.

Well. It's no stranger than Epsilon continuing to tell people he's a robot when he's quite clearly a tree. So he doesn't ask. He's only just aware of what's going on here, but after Ryslig, he's not picky about it--he's reached a point where it's a relief any time he meets someone who isn't trying to kill or eat anyone else.

He's actually sort of charmed by Mickey's enthusiasm and confidence, and replies with a small, hopeful smile.

"We might as well give it a try."

Thew question is... where do you pull on a tree?

His vines, maybe. Hopefully Mickey won't be too startled when a pair of thick woody vines reach towards him--though they do stop short of actually touching him. Grabbing people suddenly with your appendages is rude, regardless of what kind of appendage it is.

[souris_keteer]

Mickey is albeit a little startled at the vines. He glances at Epsilon to make sure they belong to him. Once confirmed, Mickey rubs his hands together. Weirdness over, helping now!

"Okay, here we go!"

He grabs onto the vines as tightly as he can, and begins to pull! As hard! As he can! With every muscle in his (very tiny) body! "Huuuugh! Errrrgh!"

[asecondsun]

Epsilon gives Mickey an apologetic look--he knows it's sort of disorienting to deal with him when you're used to four limbs and a head. But Mickey gamely takes hold of the offered vines, and with an almost cartoonish level of investment, gives it his best shot.

Epsilon can feel Mickey pulling, which is something. And, in an attempt to be helpful, he is also pulling, clenching his jaw and fighting to lift his roots from the ice; he even bares his needle-sharp teeth, but--

--well. Mousepower just might not be enough.

"--okay. Okay! Enough."

[souris_keteer]

Mickey keeps trying, but he slips on the ice and falls on his back with a loud OOF, letting go of the vines. He blinks a bit at the sky, trying to find some remaining dignity.

"... Okay, so, we need another idea." Also, ow.