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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[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.

[cyclists]

[Right off the bat huh. ]

It wasn't exactly our choice. You were the first people that were worthy candidates, that's all.

[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.]

[cyclists]

[...they bow? Is that right?] How do you do, too.

Why would you want to stay?

[omegathree]

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

[cyclists]

Not us. Not really. But you were brought here because there's something only you guys can do to help.

[nonbelligerent]

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

[cyclists]

You were brought here by the same people who brought us here, I think. We didn't know it would be you guys.

[whitewalls]

Is Sol a new name then?

[ since they seem a little uncertain by it. ]

[cyclists]

[A funny question. Sol remains quiet, seemingly staring at her from under the hood.]

It's a proper name, I guess. Where do names come from?

[unfriendliest]

How do we get back?

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

[cyclists]

Participation. [This is the most sure they've sounded so far. ] This place is a little unstable, but helping it along and working toward an ending means this can be over soon.

[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 ]

[cyclists]

[...are they in charge? There's an uncertain pause before they shrug. ]

Sort of. We were brought here as guides to help everything along. We aren't participating, but we're here to watch over you guys.

[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?

[cyclists]

[Well this got real real fast. What do you say to that? ]

No one died to come here, no. You're very alive right now.

[hashtaghelping]

You got any apples?

[#PRIORITIES.]

[cyclists]

[...they reach into their cloak and pull out a large red apple, holding it up on their palm. ]

How's this?

[daibanana]

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

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

[cyclists]

Ah...sort of. [How to explain...] We've been here for a little bit longer.

[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.

[globs]

[ cinnabar looks markedly uncomfortable (what else is new), standing far, far back from the rest of the group in a corner, though they do at least seem to be listening. It's not until people start dissipating that they get the courage to step forward... although they're still standing a good 10 feet away. ]

...

[ ... give them a second... ]

... You said the universe will collapse if we don't play along with you. What does that mean for the rest of us? Will everything be destroyed?

[blackcoats]

... It's kind of nice to know we're not alone. About learning things, I mean.