INTRO LOG

[cyclists]

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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Comments

PROFILES

[tothemaxwell]

[Milla glances from Lili, to the profiles, and back again.]

A bunch of freaks?

[There's a look of consideration, and a puff of amusement.]

Yes, I suppose with these profiles, it would certainly look that way. Although it seems that yours is at least accurate.

[coastal]

[people who aren't offended by lili being awful are the best

but she'll just shrug at that]

I haven't read it. I know who I am. But at least it'll help confirm that they're even remotely accurate.

[tothemaxwell]

[Glancing up, Milla helpfully reads it off--]

"long black hair, foul mouth, a perpetual look of disdain..."

[--and looks towards Lili, nodding thoughtfully without a trace of maliciousness, head tilting slightly.]

Although I must admit, I've never considered being easily kidnapped something that would count as an ability. Or whining, grumbling, protesting...

[coastal]

[oh my god]

Is that mine - I wasn't asking for a recitation of it, you know! My eyes work just fine...!!

[UGH]

[tothemaxwell]

Hah hah. Well then, it seems everything is in order.

[She certainly is her profile. But...]

However, I am not sure what "tsunning" is. Could you explain what kind of ability that is?

[coastal]

[ . . . ?]

"Tsunning"?

[guess who has no clue]

Ugh, probably something insulting. Whatever - I don't care.

[tothemaxwell]

Odd that you would have an ability even you are not aware of.

With that in mind, you may be one of the freakiest of us all.

[coastal]

Or it could be a lie. Don't call me a freak.

[she literally just -

it's fine]

[tothemaxwell]

Didn't you just confirm your own information a moment ago?

Besides, wouldn't your statement "a bunch of freaks" include yourself?

[coastal]

No....!

[yea

anyway]

Ugh, are you being obtuse on purpose? Or is that one of your unlisted skills?

[tothemaxwell]

Ha ha, perhaps! I'm never considered myself obtuse, but I can see your reasoning.

I suspect everyone on these walls has more to them than is listed here.

[coastal]

[ . . . . ]

You're... very exhausting...

Has anyone told you that?

[tothemaxwell]

Oh, yes.

And you're very stubborn.

[coastal]

Hearing from that you is particularly bad...

[UGH]

I'd rather be stubborn than walked all over, you know?

[tothemaxwell]

I completely agree. There is nothing wrong with stubbornness in the right situation.

That sort of strong-willed determination is exactly what makes humans so special.

[coastal]

Are you - not human?

[ . . . . ]

I hate to admit that would make some sense.

[tothemaxwell]

That's correct—I am a spirit.

[Well done!!!]

[coastal]

[she waits and then just gives the most withering expression]

.... you can't just say that and not give more of an explanation, you know....

[tothemaxwell]

Very well, then.

I am Milla Maxwell, the lord of spirits.

[ta

da!]

[coastal]

[ . . . ]

They were right to leave 'self-introduction' off your scroll - but it appears that they left out something else important as well.

What exactly are you capable of, oh mighty and obtuse lord of spirits?

[tothemaxwell]

Capable of? Hmm...

Well, I am able to summon the four great spirits whenever I please, and all spirits of the world are at my beck and call. I am also quite capable with a sword.

Or did you mean something else?

[coastal]

To be honest, none of that really means anything to me at the moment.

[ . . . sort of. she wonders if the four great spirits are anything like the four dragons in kouka's origin myth?

but.]

Can you use any of those skills to help us out of this current situation?

[tothemaxwell]

All of my artes and spirit-linked abilities are locked, but as Efreet is no longer necessary to guide my blade, I should have no issue fighting.

[coastal]

[ . . . ugh

there's no way to hide it and she doesn't bother

she's disappointed]

Brute force, then.

[tothemaxwell]

[The disappointment is so typically childish, she can't help but smile.]

Yes. Crude, but effective.

[Milla doesn't seem too put out by it.]

And what about yourself? Any skills that could assist?