March Adventure: I Can Move Mountains

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NEW ISLAND: CAHYPDO

Who: Everyone!
What: Cahypdo appears!
When: March 10th and onward
Where: Cahypdo
Warnings: Tag as you go!

We Turn the Tide
As of March 10th, the mana pools on Ensō and its islets will now allow for travel to Cahypdo.

There is a mana pool situated on E5, to the island's south.

Most of E5 is overcome by a crooked sprawl of coastal cliffs, rocky bumps and swells that make the area a prime spot for tidepools. If one ventures to the region's eastern areas, they're certain to find all manner of marine creatures dwelling in the miniature ecosystems: crabs, clams, starfish, anemones.

If they go east, they'll be greeted by a soft expanse of warm sand. In the distance, the lumpy presence of buildings might be visible on just the next square over. But the local population are more than a little startled to have visitors, and you're bound to see a few curious members of their village wandering out to say hello. None of them, one will note immediately, are armed; either it doesn't occur to them that visitors might be hostile, or they have perfect confidence that hostile visitors aren't a concern.

You can find more information on the Roaka, the inhabitants of Cahypdo, on the island's OOC information. In the meantime, there will be a top-level below for NPC interaction, for those interested in making first contact!

And May Death Find You Alive
Now, we did mention on the island's introductory info post that Cahypdo's landscape isn't altogether stable. The soft sands and soils are prone to sinkholes and even quicksand in dire instances, and those who scale either of the mountains risk being overtaken by landslides and avalanches.

Which is why, on March 15th, there will be a rather sizable earthquake. Sizable enough to cause both mountains to shed heaping piles of slag and debris which may very well wipe out any brave traveler who was currently scaling either peak...or crush any innocents below who don't get out of the way quickly enough. The Roaka will, at this point, politely ask for your help in repairing and rebuilding any structural damage that has been done their buildings, as well as the general clearing of debris from the farmland at the island's heart. In return, they will gladly offer you some of their food and shelter, assist you with island exploration, and even extend an invitation to certain upcoming festivities they have in mind. Perhaps a celebration for surviving the earthquake...?

You may also use this log as a catch-all for reactions to the earthquake and what assistance you might offer, if any. Or if you simply end up getting in everyone's way. Not that we'd expect that of anyone here, oh no. Not us.

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Welcome to the island of Cahypdo! As the island is now accessible, feel free to create new logs of your own, or use this post as a catch-all for exploration! You may also use this log as a reaction to the events on the [DATE] and subsequent efforts to help, if you wish. For further information in regards to the island, or plotting, the following links may prove handy:

[ ♆ ] OOC info and introductory post
[ ♆ ] Trade post with the Roaka
[ ♆ ] Cahypdo on the Locations page
[ ♆ ] Search Requests page

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Comments

[postictal]

I think that might be why they're so... [He'd say "simple," but that seems like it verges on an insult. He blinks once, the sole expression of his mild surprise at her intervention, before shrugging and getting back to knocking away some of the splinters of debris.]

Well, it looks like they built them to be easily pieced back together.

[bitch4bitch]

[Listen, she might be an asshole, but it’s not like she’s got a reason not to help here. And Tim is one of the handful of people she’s got some level of investment in here.]

Makes a lotta sense, yeah. But you’d think they’d get tired of it sooner or later. [No, Erika, that’s just because you would.] ‘Least it’s not too much of a pain, as building crap goes.

[postictal]

They're bigger and, I'm gonna guess, stronger than we are, so it's probably not much of a bother.

Not a whole lot different from the usual maintenance I'm pulling around Denny, anyway.

[And this time they might get something out of it. Always good to stay on the good side of the locals.]

[bitch4bitch]

Still seems like it'd be boring. [Erika.

She snorts.] Yeah, and that ability to not just-- get super fed up, instantly, is why you're the one running that place.

[That probably qualifies as a compliment.]

[postictal]

I guess. It's better than doing nothing all day.

[It's a far cry from the days where he'd let his own inertia kill him, if it could, and very nearly had on several occasions. He's obtained, and retained, enough self-awareness to realize that it's those periods of fixed stillness, where he doesn't have the benefit of a routine to institutionalize him into being useful, where he's at his worst.]

[bitch4bitch]

You'd prob'ly still be doing something. I'm kinda starting to think you don't know how to do nothing.

[She's saying this with very little knowledge of this guy, but he does strike her as kind of a busybody.]

[postictal]

[She's right and wrong. Tim's better at doing nothing than he is at anything else, but he's finally attained enough self-awareness to realize that it's probably the worst state of being for him. Doing nothing means that he's alone with the thoughts in his head, and that's the one thing he really, really can't be.]

I dunno. I might surprise you. ["Doing nothing" was one of his singular capacities back in Sol, after all.]

[bitch4bitch]

Really. [She doesn't fully doubt it; obviously, Tim would know himself better than she knows him. But not acting doubtful now would seem like a waste.] So, in that case, have you chilled out even once since getting here?

[postictal]

Depends on how you define that. [If her version of "chilled out" involves getting drunk, then no, he hasn't and can't do that, but he can take a minute to have a smoke and let the nicotine wind its way up into his system and shut his screaming nerves up for a minute.]

[Counterpoint:]

Have you?

[bitch4bitch]

I define it as calming the hell down and not trying to accomplish shit for a while. [Sure, that can involve alcohol - but as long as one isn't trying to do shit, or plan to do shit, or otherwise arranging their current activities around doing shit, that counts.

Speaking of which. She snorts.] Sometimes. When I got time.

[postictal]

Hard to make time on an island when you're caring for kids.

[Day to day survival, keeping watch on kids that might need it...it's a full-time job. Doesn't afford much time for relaxing, or anything else.]

[bitch4bitch]

Man, right? Come t'think of it, how many are you lookin' after now?

[She wouldn't be surprised if Tim has accumulated like, five more kids since she last checked. It's almost hilarious how much he reminds her of Grant sometimes.]

[postictal]

Only the two.

[Officially. Unofficially, he's also periodically checking in on something like...yeah, four or five, maybe. He has honestly stopped keeping track.]

I mean, they're the only two living with me.

[bitch4bitch]

Mm-hm. [Just two, huh.]

How many not living with you, but that you're low-key obsessed with and gotta check in on all the time?

[postictal]

I'm not obsessed with anything.

[Obsessed. He's not Jay. He actually pays attention to things outside of a singular tunnel-vision end-goal, god.]

Like you're one to talk.

[bitch4bitch]

Um, excuse me, I'm not obsessed with anything, either! I'm just reasonably protective.

[postictal]

Yeah, you're also living with a kid and learning how to full-time parent, so don't give me that.

[She is NO BETTER.]

[bitch4bitch]

Okay, well-- listen. [Listen.] First of all, they're related, so it's totally different.

Second, I'm not full-time parenting! I'm, like-- full-time cool-aunt-ing, or something, you're the only parent here.

[postictal]

You're definitely full-time parenting. You're the only adult they live with.

[If he's gonna get that crap, then so are you, okay.]

Being related doesn't really have any bearing on it one way or another, anyway.

[bitch4bitch]

Plenty of kids live with people that aren't their parents - or any kind of parents. I'm not a parent.

It does! Because it means it'd be even shittier if I wasn't willing to look after them. Meanwhile,it seems like you're just kinda collecting random kids because they're here. Which, to be clear, isn't a bad thing. That's probably objectively great, actually. [Not that that means she won't make fun of him for it.]

[postictal]

There's only something like sixty people on these islands, and at least a sixth of those are kids. Statistically, that's unavoidable.

[The islands probably have like, ten kids on them, right? It's a vague estimate, but his conceptualization of how many people are actually on the islands is also vague, thanks to the ever-changing number.]

So why're you making a thing out of it?

[bitch4bitch]

[Erika... sort of makes a face, like it hadn't occurred to her that this might be annoying. Which, it kind of hadn't, actually.]

I mean, one, because actually, one guy looking after that many of them does seem statistically avoidable. If it's unavoidable, it's just... you. Not the number of people here.

Second, 'cuz it's... a joke? Y'know, the whole joking thing, that I'd figured we were doing here.

[postictal]

I have a sense of irony, not a sense of humor.

[That's a lie. He actually has both; he just fails to recognize the latter most of the time. It's a killer sort of gallows humor, though, when he manages to recognize it.]

[bitch4bitch]

Irony's a kinda humor. [Not a great one, in her opinion, but it still counts.]

Anyway, now you know: I was joking. 'Course, I take it this means you were totally serious about me being a parent now.

[She really doesn't like that word.]

[postictal]

Yes.

[The deadpan delivery might make it hard to tell if he's joking or not, which is a fair concern. Tim's mastery of an utterly flat tone of voice has saved him from many a side-eye in his lifetime.]

By definition, yes.