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

hello honeybee

[devilstongue]

[ Oh, he knows he doesn't have a fucking chance against a monk, but Molly is still taking her up on it. His agility isn't useless, even if scrambling up hexagons isn't the easiest.

(Fuck, thank you again shitty dex roll.)

Nope, he slides right down. Pride a little chuffed, he'll just cheat. With a grin, he pulls one of the Summer's Dances and poofs up next to her. ]

[lesbeau]

[Yeah, with a 22 to have gotten here she's nimble as shit, and watching Molly fall is always fun. Beau laughs, even if as soon as she gets into it he just appears on the platform, and she smacks him in the arm in retaliation.]

Oh, circusman has to cheat to even get to the starting line? Weeeeak.

[She cocks out a hip, obviously hype.]

You not keeping up any training here?

[devilstongue]

[ Ow. Beau really needs to learn to pull her punches. He swats her back with his tail, sheathing the sword and then stretching to pop every joint in his body. ]

I do my calisthenics every morning! [ Noon, more exactly. He's still shit at getting up in the morning when there's nothing pressing to do. ] We're not all made of monk magic.

[ He winks a bit and then surveys the honeycombs from their position. ]

What's the game?

[lesbeau]

[To be totally fair, Beau probably doesn't get up as early as she used to when there isn't stuff to handle. She's not an incredibly late sleeper, but until 9? Yeah, sure. Better than waking up at sunrise for sure.]

'Ss not magic, I'm just that damn good.

[Beau looks out across the Honeycomb, trying to find a weird place they can reach. Finally, she settles on what was probably the obvious choice, and points to the top of a high spire.]

First one up there wins, no holes barred, you gotta get your whole body up there for it to count, cool, good, let's go!

[And she leaps off the platform towards the tower, landing on a much thinner bar to start to get over to the tower's ascent. With a 13, it's not a great start, but the wobbling is minimal and doesn't seem to slow her down.]

[devilstongue]

[ Of course she shoots off almost mid-sentence and Molly is forced to hurry after her to even have a miniscule chance. He's fairly certain he's going to end up breaking something, but it's a game and Molly's playing.

Miraculously he lands better than her with a 19, choosing to instead hop over a ledge and run across a hexagon top to shoot for the spire. He's definitely going to need this bit of advantage, but that doesn't stop him from making a rude gesture and cackling like a madman. ]

Who's good now??

[lesbeau]

[He takes off like crazy, and Beau glares at him in a playful sort of manner as he goes, flipping him off back.]

It's gonna take more than that circus man!

[But with yet another 13, she isn't moving at top speed. She's trained and poised, but the structure is hot from being out in the sun, and she has to stop for a moment as she grabs onto the outside of the tower to blow on her hands.]

Ooh, oh fuck, hot hands--

[She's still going for it though!!]

[devilstongue]

[ That... is a natural fucking one, watch Molly try to jump to the next platform and just beef it while I put this dice in jail because fuck it. There's a groan from Molly as he slams down on his back, squishing his tail uncomfortably and bruising his ass.

He hisses in infernal under his breath but gets up again to climb the hexagon once more. He's not giving up even after that fuckup, and he's not cheating again. Now he just has to measure his jumps better, thank you very much.

(Maybe he should do more exercises.) ]

[lesbeau]

[She recovers as quickly as she can from the hot metal, just in time to see him absolutely beef it out there on the ground and let out a bark of laughter.]

Ohhhh, bad call, bad call!

[Should she be heckling him? Probably not. Would she be Beau if she didn't? Absolutely not. She's still going on a natural 17, scrambling up the first stage of the tower agile as ever and putting some of those vertical monk skills to use that Molly probably hasn't ever seen. A lot changes in a level or two, huh?]

[devilstongue]

Fuck you, Beau!

[ He hollers cheerfully even as his tail throbs in protest as he climbs. A 12 isn't that great, but at least he's not falling again.

...he's got no chance at catching up with Beau, though. She's doing some insane shit up the tower that's even crazier than what the twins did back at the circus, and with a lot less strain. Part of him is proud of her, really.

The other part is all fighting spirit, so he doesn't give up. ]

its about time beau rolled terribly

[lesbeau]

[She doesn't even register that this may be something new to him. As much as she's been winging back and forth between Wildemount and here, she's fallen into a comfortable familiarity here of knowing he's by her side. And since the Nein are keeping pace with her... why would he be any different?]

Aaaaw, fuck you too!

[At least Beau sounds delighted to do that. They're about halfway up when-- finally-- a nat 1 strikes. She's so busy laughing she misses a rung entirely, and her noise cuts as she teeters back into freefall, a look of surprise on her face.]

Oh fuck, fuck--

where's Yasha to catch her???

[devilstongue]

[ You have to be satisfied with Molly, since as he sees her fall from a bigger height than his own fuckup, he uses the other Summer's Dance to pop just beneath her and grab whatever he can.

It's not the dashing knight in shining armor rescue, but hey. It's something.

He has a strength of 10, he's not the best at this, but he rolls a 14. Hopefully that's enough to not get them both face-planting in the dirt.

Jester would be so annoyed if she has to heal both of them. ]

NOT HERE

[lesbeau]

[Thankfully, it's going to be enough. With a dex save of 19, she's able to do everything to steady herself short of actually being able to reach something, which Molly provides when his hand sinks into the back of her coat and she feels herself abruptly stop with a hrk. The seams dig into her arms and it kind of hurts, but the sudden stop lets her swing all of her limbs out and then wrap herself around the nearest thing.

It's the structure, just a little bit down, and she scrambles on to it with less finesse than she'd like. Once she knows she's steady, she looks up at him, her face halfway between gratitude and anger.]

... Okay, listen. I would've been fine. It-- I wouldn't have died.

[Well that's reassuring.]

[devilstongue]

You don't have to thank me.

[ Molly says with an amused huff, letting go of Beau after they both have good footing. ]

...and you might not have died, idiot, but I was not gonna help you pick up your teeth afterwards.

[ He doesn't want her hurt needlessly, okay? Fighting and sparring is one things, but not falling off a playground tower. That just seems like a personal insult. ]

[lesbeau]

[She squints at him, half a glare and half an attempt not to not nuke this immediately by saying something nasty. Gods it's hard to abide by the lessons she set for herself when he's right here and being annoying about it.]

Yeah, yeah, whatever.

[Stupid Molly being an actually good person and not a total asshole, how dare he be good at things. She looks away from him, pretending to gaze at the ground.]

So you wanna keep the race up, or...?

[devilstongue]

[ She's so civilized sometimes, it's like seeing a whole different Beau. Molly's both proud of her and wondering where that feral bitch went.

He glances back up at the tower and then smirks, cocking his hip and leaning a hand on it while giving her a look. ]

Nnnnnope. I technically already won.

[ His voice is unnecessarily proud. ]

I would have been up there if I left you to break your face on the ground.

[lesbeau]

[It went away when you fuckin died Molly!! How about that!! The world got way more real from that point on. Thankfully, she's not gonna say that shit, because fuck it. ]

You say one more word about winning it'll be your face on the ground.

[So not entirely civilized.]

Come on, move your ass. Let's find something else to do before this place goes to hell, huh?

[devilstongue]

[ Fair enough! Let's not get into that. ]

Alright, I'll shut it.

[ There's his girl! Molly grins and pats her back a little too hard, because we can't be too chummy, can we? ]

You wanna have a drink at that Denny place?

[lesbeau]

[She does her typical little nod at him, grin a little quirked but face otherwise firm.]

Hell yeah. Let's go find more of that blackberry shit. That way when you puke it'll match your aesthetic.

[Bad.]

[devilstongue]

I like the way you think. Let's go, unpleasant one.

[ They deserve some chilling after the game. ]