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September Intro: The Fields Are Painted Gold

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.



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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counterblows: (϶ i'm the last of my kind)

[personal profile] counterblows 2018-09-28 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
It works for people who are here.

[He can't even blame her, because he did the same thing. Tried his comm in the few short minutes when it still worked before it became inexplicably fuzzed with static due to water damage that shouldn't even have been possible.]

[He was just fortunate enough to have not arrived alone.]


If they're not answering, that means they probably can't hear you. [Meaning they're not...here. Yeah. Sorry.]
lesbeau: (« [Study] careful consideration)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2018-10-03 04:46 am (UTC)(link)
[She drops her shoulders with a groan, like of course this is happening to her today, and shoves the rock back in her pants pocket.]

Cool, so the magic rock got to let me know I'm the only one who got kidnapped. Just great.

[Beau rolls her head Wash's direction, squinting as she looks him up and down.]

... You don't know anybody named Lorenzo, do you?

[She doesn't expect him to say yes. But what she is looking for is for him to get squirrely about it or not to see if he's telling the truth. If she was kidnapped while she rested, now captured somewhere... it'd be powerful magic. But maybe it would be necessary. Keg did say he liked to break his victims, and she'd expect him to keep his hands off to save his own skin.]
counterblows: (} and that's all that should matter)

[personal profile] counterblows 2018-10-03 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
No. I don't.

[It's flat and direct and not the least bit squirrely. Sorry, Beau.]

You're not still going to punch me, are you? [He'd prefer not to deal with that, thanks. He's not sure what she'd do against a full suit of titanium nanocomposite armor, but some people here are a good deal tougher than their external appearance would suggest.]
lesbeau: (« [Thoughtful] am i the leader now?)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2018-10-10 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[She's right on the cusp of calming down when he says that and her face screws right back up.]

You know saying that just makes me want to punch you more, right?

[She's wising up at least slightly though. Beau's not dumb enough to punch platemail, and this guy does look pretty set up. Not that she'll really admit defeat though.]

I can agree not to hit you for the rock thing. I guess. But if I find out you're lying I'm coming right the fuck back. You got that?
counterblows: (} if home is where the heart is)

[personal profile] counterblows 2018-10-10 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Sure.

[That sounds like a great plan. Not even going to point out the absurdity of assuming he'll just be sitting here politely, waiting for her to waltz back and punch him for something that has, honestly, nothing to do with him.]

You have fun doing that.
lesbeau: (« [Serious] meet me in the pit)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2018-10-14 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
[It's not about that he'll be sitting here. She'll find him. She'll just know. Woosh. Danger.]

Well you have fun being condescending to kidnap... ee. People.

[Ooh, comebacks are not often her thing. She'll just make a 'come at me' face at him instead.]
counterblows: (϶ the mad key's tripping singing vows)

[personal profile] counterblows 2018-10-14 06:25 am (UTC)(link)
...right.

[Consider him unimpressed. Or just...generally nonplussed, as a rule.]

Are we done here?
lesbeau: (« [Study] careful consideration)

[personal profile] lesbeau 2018-10-22 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
[This happens more than she'd like. If only she had a little more charisma, maybe she'd know how to look scarier than... whatever this is.]

Fine. Only 'cause I got stuff to do.

[And she needs to investigate this rock more, so she'll sling her stuff back over her shoulders, fix a pointed stare at him again, and then turn and run off.

She has no idea where she's going. But there she goes.]