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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NPCS.

[cyclists]

[At sundown on the second day, when the light of day and the dark of night just start to intermingle, there will be a chime of bells that rings throughout the village, though the sound is not easily identifiable from any specific source. Characters will inherently feel as though they should go to the main hall, as if being summoned.

Two figures dressed in long cloaks stand in front of the two chairs that sit at the back of the room. One has a cloak in white, embroidered with a golden sun. The other dons a cloak in black, embroidered with a golden moon. It seems that no matter the angle or direction they turn, their faces are always obscured in the shadow of their hood. While their voices are distinct from one another, they sound ever so slightly warped.

They seem to glance toward one another as everyone begins to arrive, and then they speak:]

[OOC: for the sake of your mods, please only choose only one NPC to talk to!]

[cyclists]

Welcome, welcome.

[the voice coming from the figure in the dark robe seems to be carry a depth, their cadence slow and measured, even if the actual content of their words seems a bit... detached?]

You are all doing very well to examine your surroundings and meet one another. I hope you have enjoyed the farm and each other's company.

Where to begin... I am... Lune? [a pause, and then a nod to themselves] Yes. You may address me as Lune, or let me know if there is an alternative to your liking.

[when they continue, their voice carries a note of warmth]

Mm. It is a pleasure to meet all of you. If there is anything I can share with you to ease your worries, please do tell. I am listening.

[specialdog]

[ Akane giggles. She's doing her best to sound friendly and casual, but also respectful??? It is up to you to determine which she succeeds at more. (Probably not respectful, when she just laughed at them??) ]

Why do you sound so unsure?

[stillstands]

You can tell me how to go home, for a start.

[ Right for the jugular. ]

[preowned]

Lune.... Lune-chan?

[ he seems to be thinking how to address them....... anyway ]

You kept us waiting in suspense!

[autocatalysis]

That isn't actually your name, is it?

[ not one they've used for any period of time, anyway. ]

Did you choose it for yourself, or?

[ is there someone ABOVE the two here they have to be concerned about, etc etc. ]

[forefall]

Hello, Lune. Is the farm your domain?

[ That's not the most pressing question she wants to ask, but it's a start. ]

How did we get here?

[yokeye]

Where did you get all the information on the scrolls!? Why is everyone's information on the scrolls!? Is this a different planet or alternate universe or virtual reality thing or hell or some kind of dreamscape!? What's with the powers list on the big scroll!? The absolutely most important question here is why doesn't that metal box move and what's in it!?

[wagashis]

[yeah no of course he's not going to talk to the one with the sun on them so HELLO.]

It is a pleasure to meet you, as well.

[that comes with a slight nod, but he's not just here for small talk, so.]

If it is something you're able to share, then... I must ask for what purpose we have all found ourselves here, if in fact there is one.

[lionharts]

[ yeah can he call you kidnapper. ]

... If you really want to ease our worries, you'd let us go home. [ closes eyes. ] Can you tell us how long it will be until you will?

[ free him. ]

[fujino]

... Hello.

[She greets the cloaked figures politely and if she hadn't been close by it might have been hard to notice her speaking at all. She looks around to see if anyone else may be listening in on them and then quietly presents her question.]

Lune-san?

What happened to my eyes?

[tothemaxwell]

Hmm. It seems everything I've thought of so far has more or less been answered.

In that case... do you have anything you'd like to ask of us?

[cyclists]

[The figure in white doesn't speak right away, seemingly observing their surroundings and the people before them. They don't stray too terribly far from the other figure, but when they speak it's with curiosity in their tone.]

Uh...hi. [A great start. ] There's a lot of you here, but I hope you're getting along okay. This place has a lot of buildings to it, but the library should have plenty for you to look at.

I'm...Sol. [There's a hint of questioning at the end, a pause before they move right along.]

I know you probably have a ton of questions, so...I'll try to help. There are some things we're still learning, too, but we'll figure something out.

[foodbin]

[Almost immediately:]

Yeah, uh, can we start with why you brought us all here? Assuming it was you guys, at least.

[withsadness]

My question is can I stay forever?

[She really likes it here.]

Oh! How do you do?

[Mary gives Sol a curtsy, because that's polite.]

[omegathree]

So you're the ones who brought us here? For what purpose?

[nonbelligerent]

Do you serve anyone, or were we brought here using your own power?

[whitewalls]

Is Sol a new name then?

[ since they seem a little uncertain by it. ]

[unfriendliest]

How do we get back?

[ he cares about literally nothing else you've said, sorry. ]

[leaberator]

[ something about the hoods hiding faces no matter what is. #familiar. why is this. also since everyone asked the why-- ]

You two are the ones in charge of this whole thing, then?

[ it's a bit hard to believe, when both of them seems so unsure ]

[quailvering]

[so many people are asking questions and while he's trying to listen it's all just......... a lot. everything here is a lot. he has had so much to think about when it comes to his life right now.]

[so, it takes a very long time for him to slowly work his way up to the front. he's trying to wait for some moment when everyone else is distracted because he really really doesn't want his question to stand out.]

... um... s- sorry if this is a weird question, but...

[with his wing, he softly tugs at the sleeve of the robe for if he can't get the figure's attention with his wavering voice]

Did I... die?

[hashtaghelping]

You got any apples?

[#PRIORITIES.]

[daibanana]

Oh? Were you brought here along with us, Sol-san?

[Asking politely, since this hooded figure seems confused in their own way]

[televised]

Yeah, I have a question.

[Sol (probably) doesn't deserve this, and yet--]

Is there a reason you two took a whole day to grace us with your presence? Or were you hoping that letting us stew in our captivity would make us more likely to go along with your demands?

[compendiem]

Hi.

[ Hi is always a great start, and Minato, looking between the two hosts, waits his turn for everybody else to speak before he pitches his very important question. ]

Do you know... if I could have access to other things besides my nailbat? I think there was some bread left over in my pockets, too. Maybe gravy.