lifeaftr | May Adventure: I Want to Go Where Everyone Goes

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?

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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[Oh, that's never going to get easy to deal with - sudden, talking animals. Guzma tenses a half second before he relaxes again when the teensy insect lands in his hands. C-Cute... The slight curl of his lips is unbidden, but Guzma bites his lower lip to try and hide it nonetheless. He never raised a Cutiefly before, but with good stats and better training, the little creatures can become monsters in battle, well before they evolve, too.

He has to wonder how tough this little thing could be, if a threat presented itself. Though...it's attitude is so lackadaisical, he can't help the bias toward a more calm nature.]

Mmmhm... Can y'all believe I didn't wanna come here at first? My friend had to drag my sorry behind - heh, sorry - here 'fore I realized what a good spot it was. [He shifts, so his forearms are leaning outside the pool, safe from the steam and the water.] Guess I owe you li'l guys thanks?

Oh, but no thanks is necessary! You're relaxing, enjoying yourself...

[ The god's voice is warm and pleasant, a harmonious hum of many sounds combined to make a coherent whole. It's easy to listen to. ]

That is more than enough.

[Aaahhh....they're so cute, it HURTS. ;A;

Gosh, but Guzma wishes this little thing was just a teensy bit bigger so he could properly pet it. It's so calm, and sweet, and humble.

A humble bumble. Yes. Perfect. ♥]

Nah, fam, y'all deserve it. [He tilts his head to one side with a pretty uncharacteristic smile, the sort he reserves for his Pokemon.] I'll say, y'all showed up right when we needed it, yeah? Some R n' R is just what your boy wanted...and boy was this bath something I seriously needed. Maybe a massage, too, though I don't think the knots in my back can ever be untangled.

[Years of tension and poor posture? Good luck to those who try, but a hot stone massage? Or a relaxing massage? Arceus above, that'd be like heaven.]

[ Another pleasant hum, though this seems more thoughtful than most. ]

Many of you seem to be very stressed! It is my hope that this island can provide respite and refreshment, and an escape from your worries.

Though massages are not something I thought of. [ Is there a god of massages? Who knows. But bees aren't great at massages, as much as they could try, and thus there's a hint of something like genuine apology in there. ]

[Oh no! He didn't mean to make the little bee upset. It's uh...hm. Yeah, it would be a bit difficult for a massage with those teensy feet, wouldn't it? As adorable as the mental image is (and Guzma has to bite his lower lip from grinning stupidly at the thought), it wouldn't be very plausible.]

Hey, don't sweat it, homie! Y'all are giving us more'n enough to relax, yeah. [He can't help it, he just can't - one finger oh so gently comes up to pet the soft little insect. Perhaps to console it as well as to show his appreciation for all their hard work.] Just hope y'all are getting the same sort'a R and R yourselves. Y'deserve it.

Then that is good! Very, very good.

[ The bees swirl placidly around, apparently content. Petting a bee is as soft as you'd expect it, and Eleu is more than happy to be petted.

There's another soft, content buzzing sound. ]

There are so many new visitors, each with their own unique perspectives, each seeking rest. I am content.

But you are kind, to offer well-wishes.

Edited 2019-06-01 03:48 (UTC)

[Aahh...it's so cute, and definitely reminds him of how sot he'd imagined, as a child, a Joltik would be. Guzma can't help the breathy chuckle that shakes his shoulders, then he leans his chin down on the side of the large pool, turning his head to get a bit more comfortable and relax his hand as well.]

Well, we've had it, uh...rough the past couple'a weeks. Kinda from the get-go, honestly - s'world ain't as forgiving as others. [Or at least his world. I mean, Pokemon are dangerous, and so is adventuring in places where wild ones roam, but those are things he knows about, things he has experience with. This whole place is new, and with it comes new challenges. Some even he can't overcome.] Honestly, I kinda expected there to be a...catch because'a all that, y'know? Been trained to expected the worst outta people. An eye or an eye, you scratch my back i'll scratch yours kinda thing, yeah?

But this is pretty sweet. And, uh...helps you're, uh... [He motions vaguely with his free hand.] Like this. I got more experience with bugs than I got with some people.

I am pleased that my form makes you comfortable. [ Another happy sort of hum. ] And that you consider my island to be properly restful.

Many of you have expressed such suspicions. [ It's not their place or purpose to judge, so they won't. They only accept. ] I can only hope you find some respite from them, while you enjoy your stay here.

[Guzma's face turns into a lopsided smile, as he lets out a soft, quiet chuckle, like the escaping of a held breath. He expected...well. He's not entirely sure what he expected, but it wasn't this. These little bees are really passive, and very, very sweet. He feels sort of guilty for suspecting there was a catch. I mean, the inkling is still there, but it's slowly ebbing away.

He gives it another very careful, very gentle, little rub with the tip of his finger and moves toward the stairs to exit the bath. He'll get pruny if he stays in too long.]

Well, home-bee, you're making it a lot easier to put them suspicions to rest, yeah. Not much else I can say other'n thanks for all'a this. [He opens his palm when out of the bath, allowing the tiny creature to fly off if it wants, to get back to whatever it was doing.] Try not to work too hard, yeah?

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