Sabra La Tau

Who: Meridian! Orion . . . I guess if anyone drops by.
Where: Orion
When: Day 158, mid-morning
What: being injured sucks.

[ How far is it from Meridian's room to the kitchen? Can she make it without anyone noticing? Just how stealthy is limping? ]

Who: Orion et al
Where: Orion dorm.
When: Day 156, night.
What: It's only a flesh wound.

[Three blanks, back from the game are entering the common area. One of them is pretty bruised.]

You. Sit. There.

Who: Wind, Vulp, Hydra, others?
Where: Hydracula
When: Day 156, morning
What: Mission things?

[Her patrol has brought her to hydracula's territory. She's keeping an eye out for one ninja girl in particular.]

Who: Lacerta, Cygnus, Pavo, Orion, Cepheus, Vulpecula, Pyxis
Where: Arena
When: Late afternoon, day 155
What: Game

The sound of harp chords calls out to certain teams. As dramatic as ever, this time they bring a certain sound of brightness with them.

The arena has been transformed, walls shrouded by thin tent walls, and floors covered with carpets instead of sand. Veiled sits on the throne with a scroll in her lap: around her feet are seven tables, low, with pillows surrounding them.

[OOC: If you are playing and are not going to be on IRC for the game, email me with the name of your character and team in the subject at cookiepirate at gmail.]

[ Mingle | Instructions | Teams | Endgame & Scrolls | Memories ]

Who: Meridian, Sword, whoever drops by!
Where: Somewhere a bit away from the dorms.
When: Day 154, evening, after all the crazyness has died down a bit.
What: SPARRING.


[ SPARRING WITH KNIVES. ]

Who: PEOPLE
Where: Delphinus (as it is the dorm closest to the arena)
When: Day 154, soon!
What: Obediently left arena as instructed...?


[has the notebook on the table, leaning over Ed's shoulder] Ah, you work quickly...

Who: haHA
Where: The Arena
When: Day 154, NOT MUCH LATER
What: haHA

[There is a sudden flux in pressure so strong that those without highly robust sinuses may find their noses bleeding. The looms unweave themselves and crumble to dust. There is a SHUNK! and a POP! and all that was strange stops and the Arena settles back into what's familiar.]



Haha! Oh that Trickster. Why, that wasn't even a proper game by his standards. Well, what can you do? I'm sure you're all tuckered out, so why don't you all just head on home now, and we'll get a better game for you out soon.

WhØ: all
Ѡhεre: where
Wheת: Day 154, ?????
WhДt: game 1ØØ

[The Arena is not as it usually is.

The dawn that breaks over the judge's throne is a fractured thing; bright rays mixed with pale and trembling fingers of light, spots that through the arena seen clear while others still cling to the false night. Here, where the light falls, ruined buildings look whole again, colours lively and fresh. Where a ray falls there, there is no stone at all; the broken archway is instead the spreading limbs of a great tree, reaching for the sky. Pieces of road disappear into patches of deep water, waves crashing on nothing at all.

Here, where darkness stretches, the scenery itself seems to unravel. Lines fray and images fade, as if spun on a tapestry that is but a single pulled thread from being nothing at all.

The air is heavy and full of a pressure that settles behind the eyes, and it's quiet, so quiet, but the echo of sound unheard fills the air . . . murmurs of voices, words without meaning, the soft clack of a shuttle moving through thread.

The throne, when you look, is empty. But when you don't—when your attention strays, when the pressure builds—there may almost be a woman there, a small hand-loom on her lap, a scarf wrapped about her head. Her face is old but kind, unmistakably beautiful despite its age, and her smile is a gentle one.

In front of her there are fourteen large looms, each strung up with one of fourteen unmistakable shades.]

Hero . . . hero . . . hero . . .

Who: Corvus, Lynx, visitors
Where: Lyvus common area
When: Day 154, early morning
What: Attempting to carve bone

[So a couple of days ago, Yoi-te cleaned a lizard down to the bones and set them out to dry, also stretching some strips of skin out under rocks.

Well, the skin didn't work so well -- the rocks didn't pin it down tightly enough and it dried out crinkled up instead of smooth. But he's put those strips aside regardless and is sitting outside with his knife, trying to carve the bones into basic small knife and needle-like shapes. He's silent but for the scrape of the knife over bone.]

Who: Claude, Cepheus, anyone
Where: Cepheon common area
When: Day 153, morning
What: Making stuff 101 o/

* in today's episode of the continuing Teach The New Kids series: a sizable pile of mushwood outside the dorms, with a few already sawn into beams or planks. There are some basic-- and more importantly, metal-- woodworking tools on-site, including a plane, a crude ruler and a couple of handsaws; one of which he's wielding *

Right, this part's kinda hard work, but basically all you've gotta do is saw as straight as you can...

Who: Who normally plays games?
Where: Where are they normally played?
When: Day 152, morning
What: What do you think?

[The call is sounded and Persona is on the throne. The game's "volunteers" are lying on plush beds with what seem to be giant screens with shadowy figures beside them, rather than doors.]

Who is the true "self?" Is it what you see? Or is it someone else?

Is there another side of you? Your friends?

Would you know it if you saw it?

((FOTHERMUCKER \o/ SHADOW GAME. ALL VOLUNTEERS ARE BEHIND THE CURTAIN WHICH IS NOW RAISED.))
Sign-in!
Mingle!

ENTRY POINTS:
HYDRA
VULPECULA
CYGNUS/PYXIS
MONOCEROS/LEPUS/PAVO
CEPHEUS/ORION
CANIS
LACERTA
DELPHINUS
CORVUS/LYNX

STAGGERED ENDGAME
MEMORIES))

Who: whoever
Where: Outside Cepheus
When: Day 151, afternoon
What: Working on MAKING PAPER

[is mashing pieces of wood bits into a paste with some water in a bowl]

Ah, this part is so time consuming...

Who: Meridian and YOU.
Where: Lake!
When: Day 151, morning
What: practice!

[ Near the lakeshore there is a small girl in yellow. It looks like she's hunting pederpes, except her eyes are closed and there's a length of braided cloth tied to the end of her knife, tethering it to her wrist. The braid isn't quite long enough to let the knife actually hit any pederpes when she throws it.

She's been at this a while. ]

Who: Corvus, Lynx, anyone else
Where: Outside the Corvus dorm, in the common area
When: Day 150, late afternoon
What: Intro post

[Speaking of skinny boy(?)s wandering around outside the Corvus/Lynx area -- a fairly tall and unhealthily-thin young man has exited the Corvus dorms and is looking around in some confusion. He looks very pale -- especially in brilliantly-coloured Corvus uniform -- and not very healthy. Visible on his bare neck is a long scar along his neck, as if cut with a knife some years ago, and his bare hands are covered in strange black smoky patches.

He looks quite lost, and more wary to see others than relieved]

...Good evening...?

Who: Orion, anyone
Where: Orion's dorm
When: Day 148, post game
What: Memories

[A tiny in yellow's just finished up putting new berries in a bowl on the table.]

Are we taking them together again?

Who: Anyone
Where: Outside of the angerdome
When: Day 148, noon
What:

[Scattered around the roof of Hydra are several crude tools made of bone, leather and stone and a few papers with rather technical designs on it. Claude's handiwork, for any staring at them, might be recognizable and lays largely untouched, however, in the margins, on the back, on several adjoining sheets are designs on implementing THOSE plans. Equations, materials, notes on experiments and results... all scattered throughout the pages in several handwritings and more than one language.

This obviously hasn't been an overnight project, nor anywhere near completed either...

However, what may have grabbed your attention is the groan of wood as they crank back the catapult for another test.]

... That might be the limit.. adjust the tension or just wait until we can really mess with the angle?

Who: ever.
Where: away from the Orpheus common area, the lake, and other common areas.
When: Day 148, morning.
What: releasing tension.

[Someone's snuck out of the dorms vvvery early. And appears to be taking it out on the rocks with his materia.

Watch out for minor earthquakes.]

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 147, afternoon
What:

[Soldier’s statue is on the throne in its usual naked glory. At the base of his throne is a large screen, on that screen a small world, and in that small world, two demons. Right now, they’re looming over a village.]

HAHAHA, CHECK THIS SHIT OUT! THIS IS THE BEST IDEA I EVER HAD WHILE (SOMEWHAT) SOBER. SEE, WHAT I DID WAS, I TURNED DOWN RAZORFANG AND THE LITTLE LEPUS DEMON’S BRACERS, SO THEY CAN HAVE A DEMON EXPLOSION BATTLE!

FIRST OFF, A LITTLE DEMON-STRATION! THEN YOU CAN PLACE YOUR BETS.

((Mingle
The aforementioned demon-stration
Enter Gambler
Exit Lacerta

CARNIVAL GAMES

Hydracula & Allen
Bunnycorn & Watanuki
Cepheon & Aeris
Delpavo & Rayflo
Corvus, Lynx, Canis, & Razzy
Pygnus, Mao, & Nora

SO BASICALLY! This is going to be turn-based, and each individual team can play one carnival game per turn (though depending on the pace of the game that may change). Katou is running the minigames; Nora is running Lacerta's wacky adventures, and Mao is taking care of ticket-taking number-crunching. We will sabraping between turns.

ENDGAME))

Who: Orion, and a Jace.
Where: Orion dorms.
When: Day 146, night.
What: Fixer.

[Kirk and Mitsuru are fussing with something over the fire, when the room begins to fade out, and is replaced with a small, cramped room...]

Who: Kaito, anyone
Where: all over common areas
When: Day 146, later morning
What: Stalking.

[So while the magician-thief Vulpecula goes about his normal routine and visiting his usual people, you may also spot the people stalking after him none too subtly. He seems perfectly oblivious to it but whether or not that's actual fact... well.]