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Subdivided Mods ([personal profile] cyclists) wrote in [community profile] subdivided2019-06-01 11:22 am

INTRO LOG

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.

quailvering: (pic#13181998)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-02 05:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[even the most trivial thing would be more important to kazuaki]

[the silence is strangely comforting although, really, kazuaki doesn't know how to break it. should he say he's fine so this stranger can move on? should he ask this stranger to stay? should he-]


Um... ... what's your name, mister?
nonbelligerent: (lies for you. 12-1)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-02 05:54 pm (UTC)(link)
[oh. well, pausing to write another note.]

Shess. And yours?
quailvering: (pic#13181998)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-02 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Kazuaki Nanaki. Um, y- you can call me Kazuaki! Or- or Nanaki- or- anything...

[as if it's bold to assume the no-longer-a-stranger home invader would care to remember him name]
nonbelligerent: (the night it rained fire. 20-1)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-02 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[bird, no]

Kazuaki, then. It's nice to meet you.
quailvering: (pic#13181999)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-02 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
["It's nice to meet you."]

[Something about that simple phrase on a piece of paper makes him really emotional. Maybe it's the fact he's just on an emotional roller coaster in and of itself.]

[oh ok he's crying again]
nonbelligerent: (the return. 3-2)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-02 09:26 pm (UTC)(link)
[?????

shess doesn't know what's going on so he's just going to pat the bird again???]
quailvering: (pic#13181999)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-04 12:44 am (UTC)(link)
[it at least does not appear to be miserable crying just- sort of crying]

... do you think they have soda here...? I sh- should stay... hydrated...
nonbelligerent: (lies for you. 1-3)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-04 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
I think I saw a kitchen. Maybe they have drinks there?
quailvering: (pic#13181995)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-04 01:37 am (UTC)(link)
[Another note neatly tucked away.]

... u-um- maybe! Maybe your tablet is there, too! I can look for it!

[it's a long shot but He's Trying]
nonbelligerent: (lies for you. 1-6)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-04 01:38 am (UTC)(link)
[he's trying!!]

I'd be grateful for the help.
quailvering: (pic#13181996)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-04 02:03 am (UTC)(link)
O- Okay! I'll go look at the kitchen and you can keep looking at the houses!

[he hops up to his feet which- well, doesn't make the pile of blankets much larger, actually]
nonbelligerent: (the night it rained fire. 19-5)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-04 02:05 am (UTC)(link)
Thank you. Should I gather my notes?

[or do you want the pile of paper for some reason......]
quailvering: (pic#13181998)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-04 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
Oh- Oh, right! [he scoops up a wingful and then pauses]

Is it okay if I keep... one or two?
nonbelligerent: (the night it rained fire. 20-1)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-04 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
Of course. Keep whichever you please.

[but he feels about... littering in this random house...]
quailvering: (pic#13181992)

[personal profile] quailvering 2019-06-04 04:11 am (UTC)(link)
[he picks out two and sets them to the side, then offers the others ones over]

Here...
nonbelligerent: (the night it rained fire. 19-5)

[personal profile] nonbelligerent 2019-06-04 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
[he takes the notes... and since he can't really just write another note, he pats kazuaki again as his goodbye, before he leaves.]