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The Locals ([personal profile] npcsofmana) wrote in [community profile] gameofmana2016-07-29 09:15 pm

♪ Our house ♪ in middle of this tree ♪ our house

Who: Everyone
What: The first morning of an adventure begins.
Where: Home
When: Day 1
Other: Be courteous and warn for any of the usuals in your thread subject title if it gets to that point.




You wake up to a serene and idyllic morning.

Outside, a pleasant glow from the sun fills the room including the small crannies in which the beds are tucked. All windows have been latched close, but it's easy to see a gentle breeze ruffling the leaves of branches which loom overhead. Faintly, bird song can be heard from outside. In this place, it'd be a simple matter to close your eyes again and drift back to sleep.

There's simply one problem: this is not where you last went to sleep.

Waking up properly will display not only how the picturesque and cozy little room stands out in stark contrast to where you should be, but that you are sharing this space with someone else. Depending on things, they might be very mundane or very... unusual. Either way, they seem just as bewildered as you are. The good news is that at least all the things you immediately had on you at the time are right nearby the foot of your bed along with what seems like a small gift- a small pouch of some sort of coin. (500 Lucre, although that might not be immediately realized anytime soon.)

Exploring the rest of the house shows it to be otherwise quite empty, except for some writing utensils and paper in what appears to be the study along with basic kitchen tools in, well, the kitchen. There's no food, however, and no decoration. Venturing outside onto the grounds reveals an expansive but not particularly well tended estate including another building that is fairly run down. Attempting to venture down the path from the front door out into the world reveals... well. Nothing. It's a fruitless endeavor.

However, not for long.

Hajime Iwaizumi will be the one to find what appear to be a few discarded children's toy blocks. The Colorblocks immediately seem off in some way, strange even as they should seem inconspicuous. Something about them will compel him to pick them up. The nature of this apparent toy will not be obvious until he ventures near the edge of Home himself. A sound, almost like distant bellchimes, will start to emit from the Colorblocks.

When exposed to the air, suddenly they emit a glow and shoot off into the sky with all the brilliance of a falling star. Its trail is both noticeable and easy to follow, curving an arc through the sky until it falls some distance away... and its impact bursts an aurora of colors through the distant and dimmer sky, encircling the site. As the whirlwind of color fades, what appears to be a town can be just made out...

That is the town of Domina.


Some OOC notes:
➸ Prior to the activation of the Colorblocks, the only books which will be filled out in the Study will be "Artifacts" and "Visitors".
➸ After Domina has been unlocked and some characters have explored the town, "People" and "Locations" will be filled out in the Study as well.
➸ To see who your character is initially rooming with, check the Home page. These rooming assignments are not permanent or mandatory by any means, and characters can change them whenever. Officially letting me know will be present and explained in the next mod post coming in a week's time, but for now we can play it relaxed and loose. Just don't burn down the tree in the meantime.




kokuyoyo: (Tell him next time I'm going to be)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-08-27 12:29 am (UTC)(link)
...It’s not really my concern…

[But then he has a minimum amount of fucks to give, so that’s normal. He inspects the room somewhat.]

It doesn’t seem different from any of the other rooms.
mithrarin: (frown)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-08-27 05:06 pm (UTC)(link)
How many people are going to get drawn here? And are they all going to be friendly?

[But these rhetorical questions have no answers, just worries, so Dust makes his way over to the window and opens it.]

If I was feeling my best... but I'm not. Something about being here, or maybe just dying, means I don't think I can make the jump on my own.
kokuyoyo: (Tell him next time I'm going to be)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-03 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chikusa thinks about the fact that he was three seconds away from smothering his roommate, decides that saying that would be a waste of energy and just have people bother him more, and shrugs. A noncommittal noise accompanies the action.]

[He makes a riveting conversational partner, he knows.]

[Coming over as the window is opened, he tilts his head at that statement.]


So you feel weaker?
mithrarin: (hold onto your hat)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-06 02:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Definitely. Not in a physical sense, but I can't do some things I should be able to. If I could double-jump this whole climb and worry wouldn't be any issue at all... [Digging his fingers into the windowsill, Dust leans out of the window carefully, judging his footing and the distance.]
kokuyoyo: (Tell him next time I'm going to be)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-09 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
[Chikusa keeps a healthy distance away, letting him lean out.]

Would tools help?
mithrarin: (whoa hold on)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-10 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
You mean besides the rope? I can't see getting anywhere without that...
kokuyoyo: (Tell him next time I'm going to be)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-12 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
A grappling hook, actually.

[He’s willing to be there’s something around here that can be bullshitted into something like that.]
mithrarin: (frown)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-12 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)
That'd sure beat weighing one end down and tossing it over a branch. [Dust pulls his body back in, fingers tight on the windowsill as he hauls.] I'm definitely not trying that jump without a little more certainty.
kokuyoyo: (And the cops are back.)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-14 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
If you bring me something metal… I can see what I can do.
mithrarin: (smile)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-14 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's the one jumping, why is he...]

You could always use Ahrah. So long as I can get him back afterwards.
kokuyoyo: (And the cops are back.)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-16 01:17 am (UTC)(link)
...What?

[A blank uncomprehending stare.]
mithrarin: (dust storm)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-18 04:58 pm (UTC)(link)
My sword. The Blade of Ahrah.

[As he steps down from the window, Dust lifts the weapon he holds in a reverse grip.]
kokuyoyo: (Please don't place wagers on my)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-20 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
...Just call it a sword.
mithrarin: (whoa hold on)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-20 01:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[Dust may or may not be blinking in surprise under his hat. Who can tell? But the moment of silence says everything it needs to.]

...But Ahrah is his name.
kokuyoyo: (And the cops are back.)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-21 11:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[This conversation is going to be nothing but awkward pauses, because that’s certainly what Chikusa gives in return as he continues to blankly stare at Dust.]

...It’s still a sword…
mithrarin: (whoa hold on)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-22 01:47 pm (UTC)(link)
[At this, the sword itself speaks, the runes on its blade flickering in time with its syllables.]

In a world like this, very little is as it seems.
kokuyoyo: (And the cops are back.)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-24 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[This time, Chikusa’s pause is very noticeably for long as he stares down hard at the sword. While he’s still not particularly expressive, a bit more focus has entered his eyes.]

...Always a sword?
mithrarin: (look away)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-26 01:22 pm (UTC)(link)
I am not a human intelligence, if that is what you are asking.

I'm just glad you're still -- you. Here.
kokuyoyo: (And the cops are back.)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-27 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
So you’ve always been a sword.
mithrarin: (whoa hold on)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-29 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
I know of no other existence than this one.

[Somehow, it had never occurred to Dust to ask that question. Then again, when he'd first met Ahrah, his own circumstances had been... awkward at best. After that, he'd always just felt that the sword was, well... Ahrah.]

Is there something you know? Or are worried about?
kokuyoyo: (And the cops are back.)

[personal profile] kokuyoyo 2016-09-30 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
….It’d be too troublesome to explain.

[Yeah, that’s his answer. Really, he doesn’t want to get into the whole “what measure is non-human” debate right now, so he turns straight on his heel to head out the door.]

...Tell me if you find anything good enough to make a hook with.
mithrarin: (whoa hold on)

[personal profile] mithrarin 2016-09-30 02:15 pm (UTC)(link)
[...Ahrah's his friend. What's there to debate about?]

[Dust's raised eyebrows aren't visible, but the almost audible ellipsis helps drive home his confusion.]


I'll... just start looking, then.