September Intro: The Fields Are Painted Gold

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INTRO LOG: SEPTEMBER

Who: New arrivals, and you!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: September 4th and onward
Where: Primarily Ensō, though Umui is also likely
Warnings: Mark as needed!

The Beach: And the Sun is Coming Through
When you arrive on the archipelago of LifeAftr, it is on the shores of Ensō - turquoise waves dragging through the pale sand of the beach. The breeze carries the tang of salt on the tropical sea spray. The sky overhead is a blue to rival the aquamarine surf. All told, the atmosphere is almost...pleasant. Not far from the cream-colored beach, the jungle beckons.

Above the treetops, however, something seems to be drifting overhead.

Bright spots of color drift on the wind like motes of dust. On further inspection, one might be able to discern what, exactly, is the cause of this lazily wafting, brilliantly colored confetti. They are flower petals, being funneled up into the sky. Petals of every color and shape imaginable, thickening the air with golden currents of pollen, being lifted from one specific point. They are streaming freely from the Storyteller's Temple, as it happens, though this may not be clear to the newly arrived. The Temple has at last begun to shed the floral trappings that have ensnared it since the end of last month, and the breeze carries this out across the ocean skyline.

There's no mistaking it: it is very beautiful. Unless you have allergies.

Inland: The Trees Are Filled With Memories
This influx of flowers on the breeze, aside from being a potential source of unpleasant reminders to those who died choking on said flowers last month, have had additional consequences. The creatures rescued from Ziziphus flourish in such pollen-rich environments, which has led to a fresh budding of their young. Baby mosslings crawl like lumps of lichen over the trunks of trees, and the loud peeping of arboreali chicks can be heard in the branches above. Most of these creatures are not tameable, but some, such as flowccus, can be kept as livestock.

Just take care, when venturing into Ensō's verdant jungle. If Ziziphus's prey animals have begun to spring forth, then its predators have begun to reproduce as well. Young spindlanks and rootwyrms are not nearly as vicious as their adult counterparts, but you may have a bit of trouble getting rid of them without killing them - you did, after all, bring them here to preserve them.

Most notable, however, are the fresh litters of tigerlilies that have begun swarming all over Ensō.


Tigerlilies can be tamed and kept as pets, though despite their fearsome appearance, they not terribly vicious. They subsist in much the same way any other plant would; off of water and sunlight, primarily, though they might also graze like an herbivore from time to time.

If you're interested in keeping one for your own, bear LifeAftr's companion limit in mind - two per character, and no more. The process of trying to tame a tigerlily is not always successful, either. We recommend use of a d10, with the following guidelines:

Rolling a 10: Critical success! This tigerlily will follow you to the ends of the earth.
Rolling 6-9: Taming and training this tigerlily will be like educating a stubborn housecat, but will be nonetheless successful.
Rolling 2-5: Failure. You get sprayed with soporific pollen, which will affect you for several hours.
Rolling a 1: Critical failure. Not only do you get sprayed with soporific pollen, but the tigerlily in question decides that you're their new cat toy. Tigerlilies are not carnivorous, but their teeth and fangs are still very sharp, and not highly pleasant to contend with.

Bear in mind that these are only guidelines; you are free to predetermine successes or failures as you'd like, presuming your character can sustain the companion! Our discord channel has a room for dice-rolls, if that's your speed.

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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.

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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

[counterblows]

"I don't care what you think," says Wash, bluntly. And, god, it's been a while since he's felt that ruthless invincibility. He's been too preoccupied actively attempting to be a better person than he was to sink back into the habit of out and out dismissal, cold and immediate and unconcerned.

But once again, he's in a situation where his complete lack of concern for the other party - for what they think, for what they believe, for how they perceive him, for the consequences of his utter callousness - abruptly jettisons him into a position where he can conceivably say or do anything.

(Could put a bullet in his brain - )

"I don't like the fact that you're here at all, but you don't see me complaining about it."

[determinist]

"I suppose you wouldn't be surprised to learn the sentiment is mutual," Leonard replies, biting the words like tin foil. "I'm at rather a disadvantage here and you're only worsening that for me."

He straightens the straps of his knapsack and squares his shoulders. He has need to return to the beach.

"Don't follow me, and don't bother me, Washington. I will steer clear of you, and you steer clear of me, from now on."

He has one thing remaining with which to defy Washington and that's his dignity. He turns to go back where he came from.

[counterblows]

"Yeah. I feel just sick over it." He's putting him at even more deliberate and direct a disadvantage and fuck him if he's not subtly enjoying it, simply for the inversion of the typical power pyramid. He's tempted, almost, to simply order him at gunpoint back to their place. Let C.T. take one look at him, and take it from there.

But then he'd have to explain. To Zelda, to C.T., and to Carolina -

God. No. He's not about to make this any worse for her. She'll deal with him as she wants to; it's the least he can afford her.

"Oh, no. I'll be seeing you."

With an island like this, it's just inevitable.