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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[daibanana]

I. Houses

[So for anyone who chooses to approach the quaint little houses, they'll see a rather tall girl with her hair styled as bananas exiting one of them, holding a bunch of, well.

Bananas.

Of which she inspects every couple of moments before nodding in satisfaction. Perfectly ripe, not too spotted, good for both eating or cooking. If anyone approaches her, she'll lift her head with a chirpy smile and a gesture to her prize]

Are you hungry? Would you like one of my bananas before I cook them?


II. Kitchen

[It was only a matter of time before Nana found the kitchen.

She's thoroughly explored every area this village has to offer so far, but nothing feels like home except the place where she can roll up her sleeves and start on a meal. People like bananas, right? And there's plenty of other ingredients for her to use up.]

Mmm... I thinking... banana bread!

[Warm, tasty, good for the soul. She claps her hands in excitement before busying herself, fetching the rest of the ingredients]

III. Profiles

[The only area Nana doesn't linger in.

Because once she's finished staring at one scroll in particular, she has already twisted into a march to leave the area, expression a little pale.

Her apologies when she bumps into you, friend]

A-ah! I'm so sorry, I-- [Smiling in apology, lifting up her hands] I forgot to watch where I was going.

Wildcard

[ooc: hit me up with anything, I will follow your lead!]

I!

[quailvering]

[ohhhhhhh god, a human. there were so many humans here? if this was the afterlife, it would make sense for there to be a lot more humans than birds. but if this was the afterlife, why would there be- ... bananas?]

[despite his fears, her chipper way of greeting him is sort of enticing. like, if she were a bird, he would just assume she was a nice and pleasant somebirdie.]

Um... uh... [his voice is still a bit raspy from lack of use]

Cooked... bananas?

[daibanana]

[tilting her head into a smile, her hair bouncing with the movement]

Mmhmm! I can fry them up, put them in muffins, or pudding. Bananas are very versatile, after all.

Though I don't know if they're good for birds. [Yeah, her skills are many but the diet of animals? Not her forte]

But if you're willing to try...

kitchen

[compendiem]

[ Nana is here for the bananas, Minato is here for the bread. He hears Nana talking to herself in the kitchen, and pokes his head in to see what's going on. ]

...Are there only raw ingredients in here?

[ Are people like him going to starve if Nana dies week 1 ]

[daibanana]

[Wow no starving on the banana's watch, gosh.

Also not expecting company, Nana glances over her shoulder with a quiet look of surprise before she shakes her head, expression melting into a polite smile]

I hadn't checked yet, but I can look for you.

[She's going to be busy in here for a while anyway. Might as well be useful while she's here!]

II

[stillstands]

[ It's 100% the smell of cooking that has Miki sticking her head around the door to the kitchen. She's even taking a moment to stop and inhale the scent of ... well. Just food. The kitchen. ]

Banana bread?

[ There's a pause, as Miki wipes her finger across one of the counters, like she's examining it for any dust or dirt. ]

I... haven't had that in a long time. [ ... ] Did you need any help?

[daibanana]

[Goodness, her cooking is bringing in a lot of curious noses. Nana isn't as surprised this time when someone enters the kitchen, already wearing a smile]

Mmhmm! Daiba Nana's special banana bread is on the way!

[Which means it's about done, though she does spare a look of gratitude for the offer to help. What a nice girl.]

It'll be finished in a few minutes, if you'd like to wait and have a piece. I made it for everyone here.

iii

[nonbelligerent]

[shess just shakes his head. it's cool!

he writes something down on his tablet, as it's then converted to speech:]

It's all right. Someone you know?

[daibanana]

[A pause is spared to stare at the tablet, but Nana recovers quickly with a lighter smile and a nod]

My classmate. We come from the same academy.

... I never expected to find her picture in a place like this.

ii

[specialdog]

[ The way Akane laughs is less like she's laughing at Nana and more like she's having a good-natured laugh with her! :) ]

The first thing you do in a strange place is cook?

[daibanana]

[Nana turns her head with the friendliness of a customer service worker who is still on the clock, having just finished pouring the batter into a loaf-shaped container.]

Oh no, this wasn't the first thing I did. I tried to see if there was any way to leave, but since it looks like we're all stuck here...

[Glancing down at her creation with fondness, smile turning softer]

We can't brainstorm on ways to escape if we're all hungry. So... I made banana bread for everyone.

[Glancing up again with a big smile]

When it's finished, would you like a piece?

I

[leaberator]

[ ... looks like bananas... holding bananas.... asking about bananas...

wait, she's talking to him ]

Are bananas your favorite or somethin'?

[daibanana]

[Looking at this man like he's the first person to ever ask her such a question]

Mm... I like frogs a little more, to be honest.

[That ain't a fruit but okay, honey. Anyway, she gestures at the bunch in her grip]

I found these in one of the houses and figured they were mine, but I can't eat all of them by myself.

iii

[twinsightful]

[Thanks Nana. Kaoru doesn't exactly stumble back when she walks into him, shoulder tilting back as he remains upright and gives her an uncertain look. That's quite a reaction there.]

Distracted? [Let's see if he can find out why.]

[daibanana]

Mm. A little bit.

[A lot a bit. Even though she's talking to him, her eyes are drifting over his shoulder in thought.]

Just someone I didn't expect to see here, is all.

[liversandhyenas]

No. [Well that sure was blunt] Can that even be cooked?

[daibanana]

Oh my...

[very blunt but that's okay. Nana's dealt with such personalities before. Without missing a beat, she pulls back the bananas, still smiling]

Yes, into many different recipes. Have you ever had bananas before?

KITCHEN

[tothemaxwell]

[DID SOMEONE SAY

FOOD

Suddenly, perhaps slightly intimidatingly, there is a woman with some very extreme hair behind you, puzzling over those very words.]

Banana bread?

I can't say I'm not interested, but... what is a banana?

[daibanana]

[... that hair is gorgeous and if Nana weren't already very polite, she'd want to touch it. +_+]

A... banana?

[But more importantly is the question. She'd understand if the bird, the horse, or the strange dog creature did not know what a banana is, but this girl looks like a girl, so...

Maybe she's just sheltered?]

It's a type of fruit. Long and yellow. You peel back the skin to get to the fruit inside.

[Mimicking the gesture of peeling a banana for the other girl to see, and -- actually!]

Here, I'll show you. I have one banana left.

[MARVEL AT THE SIGHT OF NANA'S LAST BANANA]

WILDCARD... NANNERS

[globs]

[ Cinnabar has managed to figure out where their "item" is. The only problem is that there's someone else in the house, too, and there's no way they're sharing a living space with someone - too dangerous. That human would get hurt, for sure. Plus, the idea of having to talk to someone every day...

So they wait. They're very good at waiting. Once night has fallen and Cinnabar thinks she's asleep, they push open the door, creeping in to try and find the clipboard that they know is in here. They're being as quiet as possible, but... they're heavy. ]

[daibanana]

[Sadly for Cinnabar, this is not the night for sleep -- not for either of them. As Nana lays on the bed, silent, eyes tracing over and over on the ceiling, her body stiffens when she hears the stifled noise of careful feet on the floor. Someone else is here.

Her... roommate, she assumes? That would be the most obvious answer. The group at large had already figured out that they're meant to share living quarters. And if that's the case:]

... Hello.

[Speaking up into the darkness, voice light and cheerful]

Did you forget your clipboard?

ii

[unfriendliest]

[ Ookurikara knows bananas. He knows bread. ]

What is... banana bread?

[ what the fuck. it sounds gross. ]

[daibanana]

[Okay Nana is lowkey shook by the number of people who don't know what heaven tastes like]

It's a type of bread made with bananas, sir!

[which, y'know, kinda what's on the tin. But she smiles over her shoulder, busily waiting for the bread to rise in the oven]

It's sweet and soft... and sometimes I make it with nuts, too.

i!

[televised]

[Looks


at the bananas like they're a blight upon her life or something.]

No. [... Because she doesn't have a stomach! But, details.] Should you be so trusting of the food that's available here?

wildcard

[starstricken]

[ Fear and relief intermingle in equal parts at the sight of someone familiar. Junna can barely get the words out of her mouth proper, the sounds falling over each other in her throat, overwhelmed.

She grabs her by the elbow first, and asks for her attention after. ]

Nana! What are you– how? Where–

[ You can practically see her try and untangle her own tongue. ]

Are you alright?!