lifeaftr | April Intro: The Flower Ripens in its Place

INTRO LOG: APRIL

Who: Everyone!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: April 3rd and onward
Where: Ziziphus
Warnings: Mark as needed!

A9: Sow the Seed
Unbeknownst to new arrivals, the archipelago of LifeAftr has recently seen the appearance of a new island, as chosen via voting - and they have been unceremoniously placed there instead of upon Ensō, where most newcomers would typically appear. It's probably for the best that the island of Ziziphus is so outwardly peaceful.

There are worse places to find yourself, all things considered. The mana pool glimmers with a greenish light, the stone ring containing that peculiar fluid set firmly into the earth. The surrounding land fits neatly into that general aesthetic: rippling fields stirred by the occasional crisp breeze alternate between amber-golden and rich, verdant green in coloration, and irregular patches of color signify the presence of a great deal of flowers of all sorts.

It's a peaceful scene.

We're sure you're all about to make it go horribly wrong.

B9: Reap the Harvest
For the unluckier, or the more adventurous, something far less tranquil awaits. Perhaps you woke up on this particular map square instead, or you saw fit to journey a little farther, just to see what might happen. In any case, you'll quickly discover that this may not have been the best idea, when an ordinary grassy mound abruptly detaches itself from the ground, hauls itself upright on bristling legs, and starts scuttling near.

SPINDLANKS have now been unlocked in the bestiary.
What might initially appear to be a leafy hillock will very quickly prove to be something far more...mobile, if you get close enough. That clump of grass and red ferns will abruptly hoist itself up on six vine-like tendrils, crawling for its prey like a very large, mossy spider. While it's fully capable of swiping at its foes with its massive, leafy arms, the spindlank's favored method of dispatching its prey is simply to scuttle forth until it's positioned directly above you and drop down. If its weight does not crush you and choking on the clods of earth doesn't smother you, don't worry; the spindlank intends to eat you alive with a set of fleshy jaws set deep in its center, buried somewhere in its underbelly.

For despite their appearance, spindlanks are very much carnivorous. Their size can vary from anywhere between six and ten feet tall when their appendages unfurl entirely. They are, in essence, very large plants, and thus can be easily dealt with, if you can burn them.

Just try not to get overwhelmed.

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

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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Perhaps a seemingly discarded knapsack makes for a enticing target. Left resting next to a large shield - pictures carved in its shiny surface - resting against a tree, the knapsack seems a bit more worn that the one that appeared next to her when she showed up in the island. There's a name on it- 'MAGNUS'.

When she moves to look into the knapsack and to add items to her collection, a loud noise booms from a couple of feet away. A dog, large and gangly and protective, seems not too happy about what she's doing there...

Myia shrieks in horror at the thing that starts yelling at her. What is that!? Is it alive?? Why isn't it saying words??? She retreats from the bag, dropping whatever object she was about to pinch from it.

"Stop yelling!! What's wrong with you!?" Maybe it's Magnus, the owner of the bag? She raises her hands into the air to show that they're empty. "Not touching the Magnus-bag! No Magnus-bag!"

The dog keeps barking, lowering the front part of its body to the ground, before bounding back up. Behind the tree the shield is resting on comes a voice, and this one says actual words.

"Johann! What's wrong?"

Magnus comes bounding over, ax in hand, stopping just a few feet from this new person. "Wh-- who are you?"

"Myia! What's that!" She points angrily at the dog. "What're you!" She points angrily at Magnus.

The Storyteller was normal, and Myia was fully unprepared to deal with being in a minority of the only non-hideous person on this whole island. Also, he's got an axe, which she notices a little belatedly and recoils visibly.

"Put that axe down!! Don't need an axe! Go to sleep!"

April Intro: The Flower Ripens in its Place

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