INTRO LOG

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Week Zero
32 in Competition

The transition from unconsciousness to the waking world is practically seamless. Though you're certain this wasn't where you meant to end up, for a few brief moments it's hard to grasp the situation and take in your surroundings.

A soft twilight lights your way, casting a glow over the sprawling village that fans out around you. Just outside of the large meeting hall you'll find yourself awakening among several others who have found themselves in this place. There's a sense of peace that looms over the area, the only sounds being the cheerful chirp of a stray bird or two and the babbling brook that runs through the village itself.

Stand up, dust yourself off and set out. There are plenty of places to explore and should you venture far enough you'll even find several little houses throughout the village. It may take some time, but as you check out each house you'll soon come across something that belongs to you...along with something that doesn't. It seems that this new residence is yours to share. As for the village itself, the other buildings appear open and well-stocked, providing you with a variety of amenities to utilize. The paths leading out of the village, however, are guarded by four ornate wooden gates. No matter how hard you try, they will not let you past. It seems that the time isn't right yet.

Speaking of, the only way to truly track the passage of time is by charting the movements of the sun but that can prove to be quite difficult as well. As the sun dips below the horizon and the night sky fills with stars, the bell at the shrine rings out to signal the end of your first day. No one else has arrived. It's only you and these strangers for now.

It seems as though you'll have plenty of time to get acquainted with your fellow companions. Make yourself comfortable; when the time is right, answers will appear.



Welcome to the soft intro of Subdivided! This is your intro mingle and the current conditions will last through the weekend until Monday, June 3rd at which point the weekly log will go up. Your characters will not know anything about the partner system, how powers work or any plot-relevant information until Monday. However, characters are free to discover their power through trial and error and will have access to their item from home immediately.

Please note that an additional top-level to introduce NPCs and Game Mechanics will go up on Sunday, 4 PM EST.

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[compendiem]

Because... you're running?

[ It makes him sound like he's chasing on instinct, like a dog to prey. This'll be tiring, though, so he really doesn't want to do this. ]

If you stop, I'll stop. I still won't look. Okay?

[globs]

That's not okay!! Just leave me alone! What do you want with me?!

[ STILL RUNNING-- except they proceed to trip on a rock and fall on their face with a squawk, seeing as they're distracted looking back at him. Miraculously, nothing breaks. ]

[compendiem]

[ Thank you for not having having Cinnabar immediately shatter his face. Minato slows to a stop, chancing a glance at Cinnabar's shadow under his unspoken promise not to look directly at them. ]

Are you okay...? Usually... it's just Shadows that run.

[globs]

[ i'm not THAT mean

they are frazzled, to put it lightly; the small, floating droplets of mercury around them spike and shiver, reflecting their current mood. Once they check that nothing's chipped off, they pull themself to their feet, turning on their heel to face Minato defensively. If he won't leave them alone, then... ]

-- What are you?! What do you want? [ ... then they're going to completely ignore what he said. Their hands are clenched at their sides, and the quicksilver is roiling around them. ] I'm tired of fighting already... And yet...

[compendiem]

[ Minato turns his head, trying not to make eye contact, which does nothing to make him appear friendly, maybe. But his hands are out of his pockets and held in front of him, palm out in a placating manner. ]

I'm... also tired of fighting... I guess? Are you a medusa?

[ They can both ignore what's being said, great conversationalists. ]

[globs]

[ it looks like he's not going to attack them... Cinnabar doesn't relax, but they don't lash out, either. They really do hate fighting. ]

What? I'm obviously a gem... I don't know what that is. [ after a second, they take a deep breath, then arch their shoulders, taking a step closer. ] Answer my questions!

[compendiem]

[ Minato doesn't move when they step closer, though he does relax, hands sliding back into his pockets and him slouching a little more comfortably as he tries to recall what those questions were. ]

"What am I?" ...good question. [ now's not the time to be all existential though ] I guess, most specifically, I'm a student? [ that my fingers autopiloted to type stupid, and he is that too ]

And I just wanted to talk. See if everything was okay.

[globs]

[ Student. They know the word, for whatever reason, so they don't question it, even if they're not entirely sure of all that it entails -- they assume it means he lives in a community like their own. (As much as they can be said to be "living in a community," anyway.) The apparent concern makes them lock up, squaring their slim shoulders like a cat arching its back in anger. ]

Who asked you? I don't need weird animals worrying about me! Stop it...

[compendiem]

Nobody asked... Is it that bad for a weird animal to be worried about you?

[ He's been called an idiot and a freak in his first two hours here, he can take "weird animal" in stride. ]

[globs]

Obviously!

[ they don't understand what he even is!! They've never heard of any animals that can talk. ]

I don't know who you are -- or what you are, even! And I don't know where I am or what's going on... What happened?! Did you do this?!

[compendiem]

[ Well... he sort of gets it, not liking it when people are worried about him too. ]

It's hard to answer some of those questions... My name's Minato, and I don't know anything about this place either. But I'm not the one who brought you here. Are you hungry?

[globs]

[ he doesn't know anything, either? A tremor of uncertainty passes through the orbs of mercury floating around them. ]

-- Of course I'm not hungry. I'm a gem, [ they growl, seeming annoyed at what they consider stupidity. ] What are you trying to say? Someone kidnapped all of us, then...?

[compendiem]

[ There will be plenty more stupidity where this came from, don't worry. ]

Hm... Sounds like it. But... I don't think they mean harm. Nothing here more dangerous than I am. [ Is that comforting or worrying? he doesn't know ] I think it'll be alright.

[globs]

You don't know who or what took us here, you've barely been here for any time at all, and you think it'll be all right? You're an idiot. You're in danger just talking to me. That's how much of an idiot you are!

[ with an angry shake of their head, they turn on their heel, beginning to walk away again. ]

[compendiem]

Yeah.

[ Yeah... that's not news to him, though, being an idiot. His hands go back into his pockets as he trots after them, uninvited and unpreturbed. ]

Why am I in danger talking to you, though?

[globs]

[ if he knows he's an idiot, why is he still inflicting himself on them?! Cinnabar rudely doesn't even deign to look back at him. If they walk far enough, maybe he'll leave them alone. ]

You're an animal. You'll die if you get too close to my poison. So go away.

[compendiem]

[ Because he's an idiot, probably. At least he's fairly confident that they're locked in from all sides in this place, so he can trail after Cinnabar as much as he wants. ]

So it's for my sake... [ He gives Cinnabar a little more space, but not much. He also doesn't stop following, because he's an idiot. ] What kind of poison is it?

[globs]

Says who? [ they snap back, seeming annoyed at the suggestion that they're concerned for him. Even if it's true. ] How should I know? Poison is poison. I ruin everything I touch... Knowing that is enough.

[ it's an especially powerful and fast-acting variant of mercury, but they don't know that much. They don't care to know, either. It's embarrassing and they hate it - that's all. ]

[compendiem]

[ Endgame: Minato is going to hold Cinnabar's hand and die trying. ]

Not everything... The ground you're walking on doesn't look poisoned, after all. And I've been chasing after you all this time. I'm okay too.

[globs]

[ well, it might not look poisoned, but it's definitely easy to see where they've been going - even with shoes on, they've left a small trail of silvery liquid in their tracks due to their agitated state. It's clinging to blades of grass here and there like morning drew. ]

What are you talking about... Fine. Then you can just die. It's not my fault if you can't see what's right in front of you.

[ still plodding along and pointedly not looking back. ]

[compendiem]

...Alright. I'll be here dying, then. See ya.

[ Captcha is Cinnabar's savior... Minato lets them go, and remains standing in place for a while, slowly getting mercury poisoning or something. ]