Newbies + Monthly Prompts!

[trainmasters]

Who: Everyone
When: Day 47, morning
Where: the Aurora

[It's that time again: this morning, you're awoken by the jingle associated with an official message from your Chain -- the usual "newbie time" balloon animation and text:]

WELCOME NEW HEROES

[This round's newbies are waking up in their rooms, in the usual nondescript undies or team pyjamas.

Outside, the cold snap has broken. It's back to jungle warmth, though the sudden change in temperature appears to have caused a thick fog. So thick, in fact, that you can't see more than a few feet in front of you -- and it doesn't burn off with the daylight.

For the next few days, Origin Star will be lost in the mist, and should you venture too far, you may be too. Because out there in the humid dim are willow-the-wisps, faint lights in the fog that will lead you to perilous terrain or into the jaws of beasts.

Sometimes, you may also hear a voice -- a distant song from across the sea, in the direction of the corrupted island. If you get too close, long and spindly arms will reach out of the water and pull you down, for a kiss from a scaly human-like being that sucks all the emotion out of you and leaves you feeling hollow and lacking empathy for others. The cure is time -- you'll be better in a day or so, but you can speed it up by basking in the warm feelings of others.]

[[OOC NOTES: As the monthly prompts, the fog and mermaids will continue until next month's placements. If you have any questions, please ping the mods via the q&a. Thank you!]]

Comments

[voreaciously]

Humility is not synonymous with spinelessness, though I do not claim to have one, either.

[she is just not painting a very nice picture of herself.

...

at least she makes good tea.

but she is just about down here. She was already nearly done when he walked in, she just needed to make the lotus roots, but she places dishes on the table and sets food out for him specifically. Fish, the lotus roots, salad, miso soup, rolled egg, rice, natto, and some fruit.

She also refreshes his tea.]

[comingstorm]

[This is the ideal breakfast?????]

And no end of sass. Well, you have proven your talent.

[He's dig in, but in a refined, elegant way. This is the best and should be savored.]

[voreaciously]

I do not "sass".

[yeah she does.

but she will stand aside like a good maid person in case he needs anything else.]

[comingstorm]

I know sass when I hear it. I'm not deaf.

You make an elegant breakfast.

[voreaciously]

Well, I must apologise if you found me "sassy", then.

[nnnnnrggggh this guy sure is a thing but if she wasn't so dumb she'd realise he gives compliments when they're fair

but she's fucking stupid so.]

...If you insist, Abe-han. I still have a way's to go.

[comingstorm]

You know, I have heard of devices called hearing aids. They might be what you need.

[voreaciously]

I shall take that under advisement, certainly. How are the lotus roots?

[she's a bamf chef just sayin]

[comingstorm]

Delicious.

[voreaciously]

...I am glad, then. Was there anything else you needed for breakfast?

[like he doesn't have enough to get through.]

[comingstorm]

This will be sufficient. You may continue whatever you had planned on.

[voreaciously]

This was all, for now. Did you have any other questions?

[comingstorm]

Should I?

[voreaciously]

These are, admittedly, odd circumstances for most so having more would not be strange. However, if you do not, then you do not. It is not as though there is a time limit on curiosity and resulting inquiries.

[comingstorm]

That was my question. Let me rephrase. What would you find relevant to inform me of?

[voreaciously]

[she ponders this actually.]

I suppose trials can occasionally be unpleasant, though they have not been in any meaningful way for some time, the possibility still remains. It may behove you to ask a second opinion from someone else, however.

[comingstorm]

What do you consider unpleasant?

[voreaciously]

Having to behead teammates to win.

[comingstorm]

And you find that merely unpleasant?

[voreaciously]

[...]

Very unpleasant.

[comingstorm]

Oh. That's better then, of course.

[voreaciously]

I am glad you agree.

[pleasantly polite]

[comingstorm]

[He taps his cup, silent demand for more tea.]

[voreaciously]

[she obliges him.]

Trials, usually, are more harmless, however. When they are not, it is usually because something is amiss. This is our first one, but I expect stars will continue to be dangerous until they are purified.

[comingstorm]

Hm. Tell me about the corruption and purification more.

[voreaciously]

What do you wish to know?