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January Intro: It Grips Me

INTRO LOG: JANUARY
Who: New arrivals, and you!
What: New souls arrive to the archipelago of LifeAftr
When: January 5th and onward
Where: All over Ensō
Warnings: Mark as needed!

Shores of Ensō: The Sun's a Harsh Reminder Why
As dawn arrives - and with it, new adventurers to Ensō's shores. It appears the Storyteller is not about to allow a repeat of last month. The ever watchful pages that have guarded the shorelines the month prior now begin to move closer inland, circling the landscape in closing, careful arcs. To the particularly astute, their purpose may quickly become clear. Anything foreign to Ensō's natural ecosystem will be met initially with wary hovering, ruffled pages flocking to nearby trees and wheeling overhead. Now and again, a particularly brave little page will swoop down to tap against the top of an unsuspecting entity.

Foreign entities, in this instance, just so happen to include...well, all of you. These partially sentient notes can be found flitting across the entirety of Ensō and the neighboring housing islets, intent on surveying every little nook and cranny of the tropical landscape. While they may little more than a vague irritant, their attitude towards a person they’re surveying can absolutely get worse, depending on the response they receive.
Though responses may vary (and creativity, encouraged), the pages are looking for indications of anything that is not only out of the ordinary, but also that which is acting suspicious. Unfortunately, they're not quite experienced in determining what does and does not count as a genuine threat, and thus they might very well interpret even the smallest signs of surprise, anxiety, and (justified) irritation as signs of hostility.

Unfortunately, their response to this is likely to be just as unpleasant as it is abrupt. Those of you who protest a little too vigorously may find yourselves abruptly doused with a viscous black ink - a marker to return and inspect you again in future. Where more aggressive behavior is…noted, you may very well find yourself swept up in a tornado of angry paperwork, only to be abruptly (and not at all comfortably) deposited at the Storyteller's temple. A very weary Storyteller will do their best to apologize as they slowly smooth out the kinks in this new security system.

But surely you agree, dear adventurer, that this sort of security system is indeed necessary.

Ensō, Inland: Who Knows Where Our Limits Lie
Unsuspecting adventurers aren't the only creatures the pages seem intent on harassing, it seems. Across Ensō, the activity of the native fauna will become much more apparent as creatures are driven from their usual haunts by invading paper. From the smallest of snaplings to herds of cariborn, it will take some time for the wildlife to settle down as many disturbed creatures will find themselves displaced miles away from their natural homes, seemingly at random. Unfortunately, this also includes the creatures most would prefer not to have on the move.
For the unappraised, Ensō happens to play host to a particularly horrifying brand of wildlife known only as the fustercluck: a large swath of appropriated limbs with katamari-like qualities, if katamaris were more well known for digesting the majority of their victims and using what little remained (usually the hands and feet) to propel themselves towards their next meal.

Despite Ensō being home to two such creatures, very little has been discovered about them, aside from how unfortunately indestructible they seem to be. Magic, guns, bombs - name your poison, and a fustercluck will most certainly be impervious to it, including poison itself. Should you be unlucky enough to wander into the path of a fustercluck, your best option is to run - or lend the fustercluck a hand.

And another hand. And your entire body, since you offered so nicely.

The fusterclucks have a more directed path than most creatures - they can be found moving up and down the rows of G and H until January 10th, when they appear to settle down...unless they're diverted elsewhere first.



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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story_teller: (But I have promises to keep)

[personal profile] story_teller 2019-01-08 06:55 am (UTC)(link)
Do keep your voice down. [Whether or not he intended to start a conversation, he certainly has. The flower-laden rabbit looks up at him, not at all impressed by this display.] You'll simply disturb them further.
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[personal profile] maxout 2019-01-10 02:46 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, I'm sorry! I'll disturb them?

[He has no problem shouting at the rabbit instead. Electro's not... the listen to reason type, unfortunately.]

Maybe I'd be calm if they could stop disturbing me for five seconds!
story_teller: ((anywhere i go you go my dear)

Sorry I had to use this icon I saw it and was Delighted.

[personal profile] story_teller 2019-01-10 01:40 pm (UTC)(link)
They're new. Nor are they particularly adept at identifying what they're supposed to. [A click of their tongue- their gaze is stolen by several dozen of the more insistent paper, twirling in geometrics that at times, are almost-- physically impossible?

Almost.]


As it stands, you've hardly responded kindly to their presence in the first place.
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[personal profile] maxout 2019-01-13 02:53 am (UTC)(link)
[Electro's already glaring at the pages again, but at least he's only sticking to that, now. He just crosses his arms, glowering like the incredibly mature person he isn't.]

What, was I supposed to get all friendly with them?

[He scoffs.]

Yeah, that's really not my thing.
story_teller: (Someone new?)

[personal profile] story_teller 2019-01-13 01:34 pm (UTC)(link)
I am not an expert on such things [The Storyteller says mildly.] but mortals have a phrase- to turn the other cheek?

[Yep good luck with that moral buddy.]
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[personal profile] maxout 2019-01-16 12:24 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, we've got a lot of phrases. Always been more fond of an eye for an eye than that one.
story_teller: (My little horse must think it queer)

[personal profile] story_teller 2019-01-16 09:55 am (UTC)(link)
Unless you have some manner of throwing ink at them, I doubt that's applicable in this scenario.

[It's not really eye for an eye if you're not copying them, is it?]
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[personal profile] maxout 2019-01-16 12:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Electricity is literally all I got, okay!
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[personal profile] story_teller 2019-01-19 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
Do you not have your mind? Your resourcefulness? Dear me...

[They shake their head. If rabbits could smile, the Storyteller most certainly would be.]

If electricity is truly all that you consider yourself capable of utilizing, I'm afraid your story will contain great hardships from now on.
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[personal profile] maxout 2019-01-21 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Wh-- Of course I got-- I mean... Shut up!

[He growls a little, eyes narrowing and he spends a moment resisting the urge to fry anything.]

I could do without the judgement, you know!
story_teller: (The only other sound’s the sweep)

[personal profile] story_teller 2019-01-28 01:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[Try to start shit in their temple, pal. Go ahead. Test the god.]

I am merely providing you with food for thought. Any perceived judgments, they are not coming from outside forces.

[Judgement comes from within.]
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[personal profile] maxout 2019-01-31 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
[listen he's making an attempt at resisting the urge, that's a lot more than he usually manages]

Jesus Christ, now you're starting to sound like the doctors at Ravencroft. Don't even start with that.