Sabra La Tau

Who: ... ?
Where: Heading toward the dorms
When: Day 193, morningish
What:

[After the shock of the night before, it's understandable that the Blanks might be a bit more apprehensive today as they clean up the broken bits scattered around their rooms. Perhaps they'll venture outside the dorm area, keeping an eye out for structural damage at the baths, seeing what can be salvaged in the forge, or maybe checking their gardens to ensure the vegetation is stable ...

If they do, it won't be hard to notice a young woman in pink walking from the North -- not the normal pink you see now, either. Instead of the flowing sashes and exotic folded cloth that cover today's swans, this girl is dressed in the familiar and plain skirted tunic and leggings that was the previous norm, now layered in dust and tattered to the point of being threadbare. Even as she carefully holds herself away from the cave walls, keeping her arms folded tightly around herself, anyone with an eye for detail will notice that both arms are only covered in grime, not metal. It's also fairly obvious from the way she's squinting that her eyes haven't adjusted to the light of these particular caves yet. There weren't many torches -- or any, for most of the journey -- to light the way behind her, after all.

She makes sure to give any stone she passes by a wiiide birth, eyes darting away from them uneasily before continuing to walk hesitantly on. She's undoubtedly coming toward the main living area, though one look at her face would tell you that she has no earthly idea where she's headed ... or where she came from. Her voice is quiet, thin and scratchy from disuse and fear, but she keeps talking to herself because she can hear it. The hitch in her voice only serves to emphasize her unmistakable accent:]

-- ep moving. Got to ... not stop. He'll keep me again ... don't want ... to not move -- anymore. Yeah. This way ... got to keep going ... this way ...

Who: Weed and Clay
Where: By the river near Pygnus
When: Day 192, before the quake
What: bonding :(

*Weed is tossing pebbles in the river, looking a little forlorn*

Who: Rainbow, Guillotine and YOU.
Where: EVERYWHERE
When: Day 192, evening after earthquakes.
What:

[Rainbow is walking around dorms areas BANGING LOUDLY ON A POT. BRING OUT YOUR DEAD-- I mean, let's have SRS MEETINGS]

Who: Mirror + various
Where: Various dorms, then ???
When: Day 192 (from early morning until whenever, to work around timespace shenanigans)
What: Penalties!

[The day after the two Lepus team members departed ... There's a familiar presence moving through Sabra, knocking on your doors and catching you out by the lake, depending on where you are.]

(( OOC: I will start threads for each character! Please indicate your location (in the dorms, out by the lake, wherever) when you first comment to your thread. After you're done, you may use this post to RP fallout/coming back from Mirror if you want. ))

Who: Cygnus, visitors
Where: Cygnus dorms
When: Day 191, evening (after winners)
What: memories and things

[Team meeting, and berries are on the table.]

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 191, evening
What:

[The Call to the Arena today is loud and distinctive. Some of you may have even heard it before... the air seems to fill with the wild chords of electric guitars, heavy, thrumming bass, and someone really having a great time pounding out a rhythm on the drums. The vocals are missing, but it is unmistakably rock and roll, at that verge of edging onto metal.

Banners of brown and white stretch over a distinctly divided room. To one side, it could easily pass for an austere Victorian dining hall. A lacquered black table stretches out with a few ornamental ceramic pots of steaming water, and a varied selection of tea leaves to strain. Small pastries sit on ornamental plates, and the main dishes seem to be some kind of small marinated bird. To the other, the table becomes far more rough hewn, and the surroundings a bit more like a Medieval hall. Heavy chairs and a few stumps have been pushed up to the table... and the main course seems to be something that smells almost like lamb, and a wide variety of vegetable fare. There are two washbasins, one with water and the other with blood.

In front of both Van and Mikaila's places there are special dessert plates that have not yet been filled. But more importantly, there is a side table dedicated to alcohol.

Outside of the immediate area of the table, there's a small table filled with french fries, onion rings and punch.]

Who: :'D
Where: Anywhere
When: Day 191, afternoon-ish
What: shhhhhh. listen~

[There is an Uoboros wondering about~ And seems to be humming cheerfully to himself. And possibly laughing to himself at random intervals. Sometimes, he may even pause and cock his head as if listening to something before continuing on his way, visiting all you wonderful colored blanks, you.]

Who: blanks
Where: The Arena
When: Day 191, midmorning.
What: Game 118

[The loud call of a harp calls rings out in the early morning, calling the blanks with the will to hear to the arena. Today, while it is covered in Veiled's familiar carpets and pillows, the incense burner rests in the middle of a peculiar board at her side.]

I wonder...

[ Fill This Out | Mingle | Rules | Round One | Round Two | Endgame | Winners]

Who: Weed, anyone
Where: Walking from the Pygnus gardens to the Arena and back
When: Day 190, all day
What: Rock-hauling

*Weed is very slowly carting rocks back from the Arena, rocks that he is specially choosing for their superb ability to make a really great stone wall around the Pygnus gardens. He's also trying to look too busy to be disturbed*

Who: anyone and some pyxis dudes
Where: Near the river
When: Day 190, lateish morning
What: Laundry 8|a

[TWO PYXIS HAVE......thrown a few articles of clothing in the river]


. . .I don't think they're getting clean.

Who: Poppy, anyone
Where: In the vicinity of Lacanis and Bunnycorn
When: Day 190, eaaarly morning
What: Something's different

[A naked teen has appeared! It looks like he had stumbled, sat up, and just stayed there. He's staring at his hands and his surroundings like he's seeing them for the first time.

Offer to help? y/n]

Who: Lyvus and visitors
Where: Just outside the dorms
When: Day 189, night
What: Downtime and getting chloroformed apparently

[Night is sitting outside of Corvus, making more needles out of bone. He's improved at bone carving, and is working on a fair variety -- mostly small and straight, but a few curved and one or two longer. Just chillin'.]

Who: Weed, Haru, anyone else
Where: On the way to Ophi
When: Day 189, Afternoon
What: Needs his fix :(

*Weed is on his way to the Ophi dorms, to make a deal for his cigs*

Who: Everyone!
Where: Arena
When: Day 188, evening
What: Game~

[The call to the arena goes out as usual. This time around, Mirror's statue is in the arena, presiding over the proceedings with a soft smile on her face. There's also a circle of glass buildings around the center of the arena, arranged in a familiar, War Rooms pattern...]

Let's begin this experiment, shall we?

(( MINGLE until 8 PM EST
WAR ROOMS until 9:30 EST
SAFETY FUNTIMES - ?????
ENDGAME
REVIVALS))

Who: Weed, anyone
Where: Cygnus/Pyxis garden area
When: Day 187, late afternoon
What: derping around in the garden

*there is a topless Cygnus with his right arm in a sling poking around in the garden. He doesn't seem to be accomplishing much, exactly, but he's quite comfortable just playing in the dirt with his one good hand*

Who: Anyone
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 187, noonish
What: trolololol

[knock knock, colored blanks. there is an Uroboros who wants to meet you :'D]

Who: All Blanks
Where: The Arena
When: Day 186, late evening
What: Game 116

[You are called to the Arena by the sounds of an impatient tapping. The statue that looks down upon you is stern, the face gaunt, and sardonically amused. The arena has several terminals again, screens lit and displaying nothing but a command prompt.

A paper is in front of each terminal, with several lines of options that seem to get more complex as they go along. The only instructions on them is a simple "Circle one, fill out one sheet per team."

[Battle / Parlay
Logic / Emotion
Self preservation / Public good
Unity / Divide and conquer
To live out your time well / Seek eternal life
The practicality of duty / The wisdom of exploration
The game / The result of the game]

Today should be a fairly straightforward experiment. Heh, I highly anticipate your results... and will be greatly interested in what you discover of yourselves today. I do encourage wholehearted participation.

Fill out the forms in front of you... we will begin as you finish.

[Mingle
Answer sheets!
Beginnings
Post-game Mingling]

((OOC: Straightforward choose your adventure game! Grading will be done at the end on a variety of factors! We will start in an hour to an hour and a half depending on as I finish prep!))

Who: Those who have waited through the day
Where: The arena
When: Day 185, evening
What: A conclusion

[Dim light filters down from the arena’s heights; not so bright as to leave the ruins of buildings more than shadowed silhouettes, not so dark as to keep you from finding your way down, and down, to where a single flickering torch lights a broken courtyard.]

Who: Cygnus and visitors
Where: In their dorms
When: Morning 184
What: Memories and douchebags

*Having left the game with memory berries and without doing squats, Weed is still fussing over everyone and their not-wounds or sexy scars from the fire*

Who: BLANKS AND STUFF
Where: ARENA AND PLACE
When: Day 183, midmorning
What: ~A GAME~

I heard a rumor that there was a game today! A game! A question, an answer! An answer and a question! Or maybe it is just a picnic! A hang-out for us. I invite you to a shindig! I heard a rumor that there was a game!

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