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

[omegathree]

Are you used to using those?

[whitewalls]

A little. But I mostly mean that we should consider unconventional things, too.

... although a plane would fall under that.

[omegathree]

Portals like that usually have a guardian or somebody who can manipulate them.

Planes tend to be... quite large, yes?

[He doesn't know what humans get up to these days.]

[whitewalls]

.... yes?

[ she doesn't sound certain

she has also never seen a plane ]

[omegathree]

It's a large metal thing, I believe.

I can usually do my own flying.

[whitewalls]

Oh... can you not here?

[omegathree]

No. I'm trapped in this form. I don't have full access to my wings.

[He says that as his cape swishes slightly in a non-existent breeze.]

[whitewalls]

Wings?

[ she glances around

is there wind here?? ]

[omegathree]

[the cape moves as Val does, as he stretches his arms up they follow.

They look a lot more like wings than one solid cape.]

This is not my true form.

[whitewalls]

[ oh well that's

something. she blinks. ]

Can I ask what your true form actually is?

[omegathree]

I'm a demon vampire dragon. [bat.]

[whitewalls]

[ what ]

Someone can be that many things at once?

[omegathree]

Of course. Why wouldn't they?

[Disgaea is nonsense.]

[whitewalls]

It seems a little excessive.

[omegathree]

I am what I am. It's not something I want to change.

[whitewalls]

... there's nothing wrong with that.

I've never met any of those things, individually. So you were surprising.

[omegathree]

What have you met so far?

[whitewalls]

[ she deflates ]

... not a lot.

[omegathree]

You seem young, lass. You have plenty of time to meet more beings.

[whitewalls]

[ she glances at him. ]

I hope so. [ ... ] Have you looked around everywhere?

[omegathree]

Yes. I haven't seen any portals around here.

[Which is pretty weird on its own.]

[whitewalls]

Maybe there are hidden rooms somewhere...?

[omegathree]

Hmm... There's no harm in looking.

Come along.

[And then he starts walking off into a house.]

[whitewalls]

[ and she'll trot after him! like a good girl!! ]

[omegathree]

[Thanks Naminé.

He just opens up a house like he owns it-- it's his house, that's why.

There's a three foot tall prinny sitting on the table.]