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

[counterblows]

State names will be most recognizable.

[...or they would, if that was a thing in her world. He...doubts it.]

Forget that.

Connecticut might. Goes by C.T. Brown armor, but with a demo-config - [...and again, that probably means nothing to her.] - and by that, I mean that it'll look different, but it'll still look like armor. Carolina, too - turquoise armor, tends to stand out.

There were here before, so I...

[Hope to see them again. Someday.]

Might be more likely they shows up. They're friends of mine.

[lesbeau]

[There's a hot second where he'll see something on her face that probably communicates that she has no fucking idea what he just said. Thankfully, Wash thinks much like her in realizing her words make no sense sometimes and clarifies.]

CT, wasn't that the one you were looking for a while back? When everyone was hallucinating.

[Beau never found her, in the end. But she mentally records both descriptions.]

I'll look out, though. Just started asking most of the armor guys. They're pretty chill on the while, or nobody's attacked me or anything. It works.

[counterblows]

...yeah.

[Back when she was here. Back when she - when he thought he had a chance to save her. Not that he could. Not from Freelancer, not from Varric, not from the tides that took her home. Not from anything.]

[Yeah. He failed her just about on every level it was possible to fail someone, and that's just fine.]

Yeah, you attacked me when we first met. Not the other way around.

[lesbeau]

Yeah?

[She's not saying he's violent. She's just a mess and kind of knows it.]

Just because you don't shoot on sight doesn't mean everyone from your world wouldn't. And I'm not attacking them, just to be totally clear.

[counterblows]

[There was a time when he did shoot on sight, without thinking. He prefers not to dwell on the thought of who he was - the person who could easily put a bullet where it needed to go, requiring no further reason than the fact that someone might be in the way.]

They wouldn't - [...all right, actually, that's a legitimate concern.] Fine, Sarge might. But his aim's pretty shitty when he's startled.

[lesbeau]

[Oh, that's a feeling she knows. It's only recently that violence wasn't her go-to for any problems. If she had ended up in that path, had more diligence, she would've been a great marksman.

She's still killed a lot of people that happened to be in the way. It's just like that, sometimes.

Beau snorts at his commentary, though.]

I think I can get out of the way. But good to know if any of 'em start shooting at me they're not your friends and I should get the hell out of the way. But y'know. Here's to the hope of only the dickheads we like making an appearance, huh?

[counterblows]

[A quiet huff of sound, almost like a laugh.]

...yeah. Yeah, here's to the assholes we like.

[That's a pretty accurate summation of the crowd he runs with. The crowd he's always run with. Other people who have done shit just as bad as what he's done, if not worse, but who'll have his back regardless.]

[Guess that's one more thing he and Beau have in common.]

[lesbeau]

You know it.

[They have a lot more in common than they'd both be willing to admit, most likely. For now, it'll just trickle out bit by bit as they find more situations to drink and be idiots.]

C'mon, let's go find something better in the cellar. Make everyone else jealous, or something.

[counterblows]

Jealous. Yeah, that's the priority here.

[But he's not saying no. In fact - sure, fine. He'll be fine with going along with that. Why not?]

...yeah, all right. Let's see what else there is.