May Adventure: I Want to Go Where Everyone Goes

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NEW ISLAND: IO

Who: Everyone!
What: Io appears!
When: May 10th and onward
Where: Io
Warnings: The possibility of drug use and alcohol may come up. Otherwise, tag as you go!

Things Are Shaping Up to Be Pretty Odd
As of May 10th, the mana pools on Ensō and its islets will now allow for travel to Io. Though you could always opt for sailing, if you wanted. As we mentioned on the island's introductory post, no exploration is necessary! The island is small enough and easily traversed, and with a minimum of dangers, you have plenty of time to visit each of Io's six draws.

The temple is the easiest place to get in touch with the local avatar, though you can contact them just as easily by striking up a conversation with just about any honeybee you see in the vicinity. The lazy drone of them can be heard all over the island, though they're quite complacent, and not at all prone to disturbing adventurers. The temple itself is twined with grapevines and smothered with inlays of rubies, proud and sparkling. Inside, it smells of honey and wine, and seems to exhibit a naturally contented glow. Just outside, numerous fruit trees sprout all about the temple's courtyard, to be sampled at your leisure.

The bathhouses are located just south of the temple, and are prime locations for some rest and relaxation. Bathe, swim, take a spa day! There are innumerable rooms to do exactly that, and more space than be reasonably filled by some sixty-or-seventy people. Or maybe you're interested in getting absolutely sloshed instead. The vineyard is perfect for that, located to Io's northeast on one of its long, tapering peninsulas. Rows upon rows of grapevines lead up to the crown jewel of the region: a proud winery with enough goods to satisfy even the most parched.

For those less keen on mind-altering substances, the tea gardens are a far safer bet. They practically emanate tranquility, with their soft paper lanterns, thickets of tea trees, and a tea room with a seemingly endless supply of every supplement to your drink that you could ask for. And if none of the teabags or tea leaves in there suit your preference, you're free to wander about the gardens yourself and sample whatever you like.

The Honeycomb at the island's heart is much more akin to a play structure or jungle gym than anything else, but its interlocking passageways and erratic, hexagonal architecture aren't for nothing. It's an ideal spot for play or exercise, if you're into that kind of thing - or for getting positively sick on honey sticks.

The campsites ensure that you don't truly have to depart from Io, if you don't want to. Tents full of chairs and cushions and blankets make it a wonderful place to spend the night if you're so inclined, and the lockers full of food and drink are assurances that you won't go hungry. And with all these massive bonfires and firework cannons, why would you ever want to leave?

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Welcome to the island of Io! Please, enjoy your stay and make full use of this island's many faculties! For further information in regards to the island, or plotting, the following links may prove handy:

[ ♆ ] OOC info and introductory post
[ ♆ ] Io on the Locations page

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Comments

[motherfucking_ghost]

Ah, see, it's the yet part there that worries me, back alley dentist.

Do you want me to fetch you a towel? So that your hair can stay dry while you otherwise lounge around in a pool? Do you need one of those floating pool chairs with a drink holder on the arm?

[scourgingstars]

You are a stunning argument against modern technology, I hope you realize that.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Look, trust me, if I could have a physical body? I totally would. Have you seen all the shit to drink around here? And I can't appreciate a drop of it.

[scourgingstars]

It's not escaped my notice, in fact.

[motherfucking_ghost]

So. I'm gonna enjoy what I can here. And now grumpy half-drowned cat is gonna keep me from it.

So there.

Nyeh.

[scourgingstars]

Were you designed specifically to be obnoxious?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Cute that you think I was designed at all.

[He doesn't do a full splash. Just a flick of water, though. He's trying not to get annoyed at the implication of being artificial, designed.]

[scourgingstars]

...Weren't you?

[i mean,]

[motherfucking_ghost]

This annoyingness is all me. You want me to just sit here calmly and quietly instead?

[scourgingstars]

I would have preferred that, yes.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Don't you ever want to just jump in, have some fun? Or are you just a wine-sipping bubble bath kinda guy for fun?

[scourgingstars]

I'm not one for fun in the traditional sense of the word.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Okay, big guy, what's your idea of fun? Pulling teeth out with magic?

[scourgingstars]

You realize I'm not literally a back-alley dentist, right?

[motherfucking_ghost]

Yeah, but if you didn't want the comparison to stick, you shouldn't have compared yourself to one.

[scourgingstars]

[Ardyn sighed, pressing a scarred hand to his eyes.]

You pride yourself on being obnoxious, don't you?

[motherfucking_ghost]

I'd be lying if I said no, honestly. [He slumps, actually sitting in the damn bath and rubbing at some of the dirt or...sand, or, maybe it's just a bit of leftover ash crusted onto a corner of his armor.]

[scourgingstars]

I've noticed.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Does nothing escape your notice?

[scourgingstars]

No, I'm a genius.

[motherfucking_ghost]

So how come you don't have a bunch of degrees in magic healing?

[scourgingstars]

We didn't exactly have college in my day.

[motherfucking_ghost]

'In your day', what, like fifteen years ago? [church plz u are babby]

[scourgingstars]

Try closer to two thousand.

[motherfucking_ghost]

Bullshit.