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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.




chattychat: (asklejuge) (The world is indeed full of peril)

[personal profile] chattychat 2016-09-03 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Then whether or not I am polite or lower the complexity of my vocabulary is irrelevant, it seems.
junkyarddog: (Who was broken by trained personnel)

[personal profile] junkyarddog 2016-09-11 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Except for the fact that it makes you a jerk, byon! [And Ken, a paragon of maturity, sticks his tongue out at the Judge.

Granted, Ken never needs much excuse to stick his tongue out.

On the other hand, Ken seems to be improving at working out the general thrust of the Judge's remarks from context, and the few words he does know.]
chattychat: (asklejuge) (The world is indeed full of peril)

[personal profile] chattychat 2016-09-12 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
And you would call yourself a paragon of virtue?
junkyarddog: (Who was breaking away from the pack)

[personal profile] junkyarddog 2016-09-19 08:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Hell no! [Ken doesn't know what a paragon is, but he knows what a virtue is and he takes a sort of perverse pride in not having any to speak of. He may be terrible, but he owns being terrible.]
chattychat: (asklejuge) (The world is indeed full of peril)

[personal profile] chattychat 2016-09-20 01:45 am (UTC)(link)
Then I see no reason why I should restrict myself to the general social niceties of which civilized individuals hold themselves to if you shall not partake in the same.
junkyarddog: (Who was born in a house full of pain)

[personal profile] junkyarddog 2016-09-23 11:09 pm (UTC)(link)
At least people understand me, byon. [Now Ken just sounds sulky.]
chattychat: (asklejuge) (The world is indeed full of peril)

[personal profile] chattychat 2016-09-24 02:41 am (UTC)(link)
Plenty have successfully parsed my words before you.

[He blinks up at Ken, the odd structure of his mouth definitely appearing like a leer.]
junkyarddog: (Who was broken by trained personnel)

[personal profile] junkyarddog 2016-10-06 05:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Ken bares his fangs, and there are definite canine harmonics to his growl.] Anybody ever chased you up a tree before?
chattychat: (corykatze) (Ah there he is.)

[personal profile] chattychat 2016-10-08 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[To put things eloquently- OH SHIT. The Judge immediately flattens his ears back and hisses, batting out with his paws.]

Villainous cur!
junkyarddog: (Who was ground down in the end)

[personal profile] junkyarddog 2016-10-20 11:20 pm (UTC)(link)
[Strangely, Ken just gives a fanged grin at that response. He seems, weirdly, excited by it, like a dog that sees an opportunity to play.

Who knows how great the percentage of dogs is that chase cats simply out of high spirits? Of course, odds are that the percentage of cats who find it equally fun is much smaller.

Ken reaches into his pocket and pulls out a fang cartridge, snapping it over his teeth. Even as his body shifts and changes, he drops to all fours, teeth bared again - though he's still wearing that excited grin.]


Are you fast, byon?
chattychat: (corykatze) (Ah there he is.)

[personal profile] chattychat 2016-10-28 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
[To that, there’s only one thing to say: ]

To abscond does not mean I concede to defeat!

[It’s yowled out as he bolts off, claws scrambling against wood.]
junkyarddog: (Who was ground down in the end)

[personal profile] junkyarddog 2016-11-17 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
[Ken laughs raucously even as he gives chase. It's hardly even a decision - something is running away from him, so he's running after it. And he's delighted by it.

He could chase the Judge up the tree; he's not an actual dog, having the benefit of better tree-climbing anatomy in any channel, and he can swap out his Wolf Channel for a feline one even if Wolf Channel was a problem. But he doesn't, stopping at the base and grinning upwards as the Judge flees. Chasing cats is more fun than killing them, so he has no particular reason to want to catch the Judge.

So he'll wait at the base of the tree for a few minutes, to see if any further entertainment is forthcoming. And, when it doesn't, he simply wanders off to find something else to do.]