Terra Firma (Newcomer + 13th Hour Log)

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▼ All things change, and we change with them (13th hour & arrival log)

 

Who: Anyone
Where: The entire city
When: Month of July (date your post accordingly!)
Summary: This is both a Newcomer log AND a General 13th hour log
Warnings: That depends who is there. Remember to mark your titles clearly if any warnings need to be issued!

▼ When it is darkest, men see the stars...(13th hour)

 

The night sky once again turned red as the 13th hour hit the city. By now it was almost too easy to accept it. The moon (or what was of it up there) shone, affecting the monster population in subtle ways.

There had been a relative peace last month, apart from the fairy menace. The city was continuing to rebuild itself, and with the aid of the Visitors, progress was going swiftly.

By now, even the strange events which had happened almost seemed a little too common. The pulls from a new building, or the odd creatures that showed up and increased the population for that hour gave rise to new opportunities; both good and bad.

To keep the population safe, the mayor had asked the city to stay inside and let the city police and Visitors do their job, despite the dividing population on this issue. For the most part, there wouldn't be much resistance.

Each night, the sky was always filled with at least one or two signs of something new, and people were ushered inside buildings as much as possible.

Who knew. Maybe tonight you'd get a little memento from home.

▼ Ode of the Newcomer

 

You're not in your homeworld anymore. That much is evident. So how do you feel? Happy? Sad? Troubled? A little of all three? No matter what, the memories of a butterfly man named Philemon are fading like a dream; you'll remember the details, but perhaps not everything he has said. What time you showed here seems to be as random as everything else; if you were lucky it was during the day, if not, well the 13th hour was rather dangerous. Fortunately, there was a high chance you'd be spotted quickly.

...hopefully anyway.

There is one word that stays with you, however.

Persona.

So...here to save the city, huh? First you'll need to find out more information. And who knows, maybe a familiar face or two...

▼ Extra Long OOC Blurb

 

[ This is a dual log, both 13th hour, or newcomer posts.

This will be up to you on what you want to do; start a new post where you can character's name and OPEN and write the days they'll be wandering during the 13th hour.

If you are a newcomer, write OPEN and what hour they arrived. It can be the 13th hour if you want too! You are, of course, not required to reply here. You can do your own independent log if you'd like!

Join other people's post, do some exploration, post them fighting monsters and just have some fun leveling up / interacting! For this log, you can level up persona ONCE PER IC WEEK, but not in the same thread IC-wise. Please do not abuse this. The conditions is that the fighting must happen on different days. The threads should be long enough that an attack is possible and shouldn't just be a few comments just for the sake of leveling up (Ie, we want effort in them, as much as you would with a normal log.).

If you submitted a building and it was accepted, feel free to start a post with them discovering it! The original owners who submitted will be the first to see them, due to a strange pull that made they feel like they NEEDED to go to that area. What they do with this information is up to them; they can contact others in their group, start exploring by themselves or allow the thread to be open for others to come in with them...it's all up to you. That next morning, the government will be coming over to analyze them (that will be done offscreen, however).

FOR THE CREATURES: The creatures have to be in the Bestiary for you to use them. You don't need to use creatures from your own home worlds either, as long as someone's put in a creature in there! Also, make sure your characters could logically take on the creatures you pick let's not have them take down a giant creature when they couldn't normally.]

DON'T FORGET TO TAG WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME PLEASE.

▼ Quick Links

 

NEWCOMERS POSTS
Coming Soon!

OPEN CHARACTER POSTS
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Comments

Open! | July 6th, Capricorn, 13th Hour

[a_gentle_boy]

[The fates are not kind to this one. In the middle of the 13th Hour, there is a flash of light in the forest of Capricorn; when it fades, a young boy of about twelve or thirteen stands shakily on his feet, using a baseball bat to steady himself. His face is drawn and pale. His first reaction to this inexplicable relocation is to call out to the companions he had been with only moments before.]

Boney? Kumatora? ...Duster?

[A short pause before he speaks once more, his voice wavering slightly.]

......Dad?

[What had happened? Where was he? Had the islands... -- ?

He had stepped forward to grasp the final Needle. He had pulled without hesitation. He had felt the stirring of the earth as the Dragon awakened from its eons-long slumber, seen the walls shaking and collapsing around him, felt gentle arms grasping him and pulling him close, seeking to protect him even until the very end. And a voice had whispered in his ear...

Could this be it? Could this be the world to which the desires of his heart had given birth? The Magypsies had never explained what the process would entail... But this place - you didn't have to be a psychic to know, immediately, that something was off, something was wrong. Red sky, still air, and an aura of danger palpably hanging from every gnarled tree limb. His steps are tremulous as he slowly makes his way forward; he feels, after everything that has happened in the last few hours, that he can hardly stand. After a few moments longer, he does not try to stand, choosing instead to lean back against a tree trunk and to sink slowly to the ground. ...He is not surprised to find that tears are still flowing slowly down his cheeks; they continue to flow as he leans his head back and stares up at the eerie crimson sky.

...He is sitting in this position when something rustles in the brush and leaps forward at what it assumes to be easy prey; it is met, instead, by a well-timed blow to the head from a bat.]

Get back!