Sabra La Tau

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: NINJA SKULL
When: Day 205, Afternoon
What:

[Well, Hydracula's finally managed to get all their things up to the roof and then inside, but there's a new problem facing them now . . .]

Has anyone found the fucking stairs yet?!

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 205, early afternoon

[Little has changed since you left, other than the light suffusing the Arena is brighter, in time with the day.

As the last of the teams file in, possessions in hand, pushed or pulled behind, the water seeping into the Arena seems to simply be drawn out.

The eastern doors groan, shudder and swing shut with a final, echoing boom. The soft sound of sobbing and water halts just as suddenly. One of the helper ants begins chewing on a wall idly.]

That out of the way! Lets get a little organized, shall we? Please head to the Southern Gate, and line up by partner teams.

Ah, and yes, Cepheus and Lacerta are now partners. Moving on!

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 205, Early in the morning
What:

[Those who answer the Call today are some level of muddy or wet, having had to slog in through ankle deep mud or knee deep water.

There is very little pomp and circumstance to this particular Call. No unusual setup, no grand sweeping changes as you enter. It is merely bright, full of a dawning, sourceless light and the throne sitting in the middle of the usual ruins and barren spaces you find in the Arena normally.

The King, himself, sits upon the throne.]

Fill in, now. Don’t stand in the doorway. Lets make it snappy.

((HEY KING SAYIN STUFF!
sayin more stuff to Canis and Orion))

Who: Anyone!
Where: Anywhere there's water
When: Day 204, noon o'clock
What: Reflective surfaces :|a

[Gosh, there sure is a lot of water in the caves now. Places that weren't wet now have wide (but still shallow) puddles, while many of the lower sections are completely flooded. With all that water about and the torches at their zenith ... there is a hell of a lot more reflective surfaces about. Huge swaths of reflective surfaces where there used to be none at all.

Best watch your step. Strange images swim through the murky water, and many of them resemble Blanks. And every now and then, a woman with black hair and no eyes drifts under your feet, watching everything.]


(( OOC: GENERAL MINGLE FOR WATER ANTICS!! and also Mirror is going to do a little touching :3 If you want civil vs. touchings!! (or vice versa), note it and I shall take heed. Otherwise, we'll see where things go. Put your location in the thread title so others can jump you too! ))

Who: Hydracula
Where: Vulpecula
When: Day 204, morning
What: Look what the stork brought

[.................wtf this place]

Who: A LOT OF PEOPLE
Where: Delphinus
When: Day 203, evening, after dinner
What: A little get together

[SO THIS AFTERNOON everyone got bags of DELICIOUS model-building materials. In that bag was slipped a note! Perhaps you thought they were instructions or something else but upon unfolding the little square of paper you would have discovered it was an invitation! Cordially asking one or two members from each team to attend a little evening get-together at Delphinus to sample potatoes pancakes and talk about current events.

THERE ARE LITTLE WEDGE SHAPED SLICES OF POTATO PANCAKES WITH TOOTHPICKS IN THEM ON PLATES ON THE TABLE AGAINST THE WALL WHEN YOU ARRIVE. :|a Maybe little rolls of thin-sliced meat pinned to bread too.]

[Discussion:
--Popularity and War Room voting Scheme
--Pillar mud and possibly rebellion
--Moving to new block
--Making a new Nerdcave
--Stray thread-visions go here
--Wrap up and discussion summary]

Who: Anybody~
Where: Near Hydracula
When: Day 201, just as curfew is beginning to fall
What: Displeasure and pillarings

[Late in the evening, juuust after the lights have dimmed for curfew, there's a terrible, horrible keening noise coming from the vague vicinity of the Hydracula dorms, followed by the repeated sounds of glass shattering.]

No, no, no! He's mine! You can't have him, you bastard!

[gosh it sure sounds safe out there tonight.]

Who: Zero + others
Where: At the baths
When: Day 201, morning
What:

[It's early in the morning, and this Delphinus is sitting in the water, with a dissatisfied look on his face. He swims over to the other end of the bath, then back again.]


... definitely not the same.

Who: Hydracula, visitors
Where: Angerdome
When: Day 200, post WHAT WAS THAT!!!
What:

[Eventually Hydracula makes it back to the angerdome and promptly barricades themselves in (unless they went to Vulpecula dorms, perhaps). It is then that the most important question is asked:]

. . . Is everyone okay?

Who: Everyone
Where: In the Sacred City
When: King’s Year 199, Mid Winter
What:

[It had been a slow start through the fall. Nations full of people needing to settle and find shelter. And many despaired... how could such an enormous project be completed by the end of a mere two seasons when most were still milling about supplies and accommodations?

But as they do, gears shifted as the temperatures rose... as night became a nostalgic memory... Natural ingenuity blended with mad genius with simple practicality and by early winter, the great keystone... a project of masonry that had taken nearly as much time as the construction of the great stone walls themselves was complete and secured into place for the rest of the walls to be completed around it.

Construction had slowed ... even with ants to carve and carry, even with machinery of steam and clockwork and nearly a quarter of the world in labor.... the hours that COULD be worked became less and less... and working became less of a normal function and one of devotion, heroism and madness.

But today.... the last blocks had been placed, the keystone was in place and ready... Since last night the world has been thrown into blessed darkness. The air is uncomfortably warm, but no longer scalds to breathe, and the light comes from torches and magic.

Today, many people have gathered below the keystone, eyes turned upward.

Today, the supports are removed.]

Who: Current workers and refugees, and late stragglers
Where: The base of the great mountain
When: King's Year 199, late fall
What:

[By this point, the walls have begun to curve up and over, and most areas require scaffolding . The supports are massive and each area has been flagged before they were very precisely set.

More great ants from the Pavo lands have begun making their way in, apparently of their own intelligence, and have taken to moving the blocks to the higher areas on their own.

The heat has become intolerable during the day. Even a few minutes outside burns, and more and more caught unaware are requiring treatment. The nights are bright. Torches are no longer needed; even in what used to be deep dark the horizons flood with the Old Woman's light.

Stragglers who survive the journey are quickly taken in, and often times treated. Some residents have raised concerns about food and water, but the Oracle remains quiet and calm, saying that such will be provided if necessary. The real question remains of whether the great shelter, now called 'The Sacred City' by the priests, will be done in time.]

Who: Any
Where: At the base of the great mountain
When: King's Year 199, early autumn
What:

[The great mountain is the largest mountain on the content known as the First Land. It is a marker that can be seen over most of the lands of Pyxis and Canis for its inspiring height. The crystal city, in all of its marvels is built into the western side of it, perhaps a fourth of the way up in a valley between it and the nearest mountain.

Its peak is obscured by the clouds, and no traveler or climber ascending to its great top has ever come back alive, leading most to simply accept that it was a dwelling place of the Gods and thus, no place for man or his ilk.

Today, at its base, a priest is pouring over detailed construction plans that seem to shift and expand under their own magic as he pens in the countries and supplies as they come in.

Great flags of black are set in an enormous circle, stretching out of sight in an enormous circle, and far into the lands that are considered Pyxis.

A great deal of shelters are set up, most tent at the moment, within the circle. Food and water getting the first stone structures erected and thus far are without guard.

A young Ophiuchus of Caduceus cut greets you as you approach, and waves you to the table that the hooded, red lined priest sits.]

His excellency has requested you report directly to him. Please hurry and send your representative.

Who: Vulpecula, Hydra, (and Pyxis, Canis if you wish)
Where: Vulpecula
When: King’s Year 199, Early Summer
What:

[It is hours after the great flash at midnight when those in Vulpecula, in their shelters, as they may be, may have heard the second, terrible sound of the night. A strange sound, somewhere between a roar and a keen, voice thick with pain, accompanied the terrible sound of wings and the howl of wind pushed by them.

The world shook with a great tremor as something massive fell to the ground. The creature, clawed and screamed once more, before all was still in the night. At that moment, the four remaining great dragons lifted their heads and roared. Their voices shaking the land once more, filling the air of Pyxis and Canis, and sending a rattling warning through Vulpecula, Orion, Hydra and Lacerta.

In the morning light, the form of the dragon Luthaxin, known only to the Vulpecula people as "That Bastard" lay like a small mountain on the Vulpeculan plains, his wings burnt nearly whole from his back, and still as death. To either side of him are the massive green and black forms of Venna and Farquip, both too deep in conversation to notice the puny forms of any lesser creature around them.]

Who: Any and all carnivores
Where: Where the party is
When: King's Year 198, last summer, the final day of the Meat Festival
What: Meat Day

[Today , the open plains have transformed into a bustling little city of tents and smokehouses. Everywhere, people are cooking, eating, dancing, and partying down. Heroes of the raptor hunt (easily recognizable wearing the cleaned skulls of their kills as fashionable hats) are telling their tales. Somebody has already broken out the booze.]

[It probably goes without saying, but the whole world smells fantastic.]

Who: People
Where: Outside Cepheus
When: Day 198, morning
What: BEING MADAGASCAR. Hanging out. Being SO SANE

. . .I wish I was a raptor.

Who: Hydracula
Where: Angerdome
When: Day 197, lunchtime
What: Lucky has an idea

GOOD NEWS, EVERYONE! We're going raptor hunting!

Who: Everyone!
Where: Everywhere!
When: Day 196, late morning
What: A warning

[Three COMPLETELY SANE Hydraculas are knocking on YOUR DOOR]

[WAT DO]

Who: Anyone
Where: The many lake pathways to the Northern Caves
When: Day 194, afternoon post-game
What: CAN YOU GUARD THEM ALL?

((WOO!! OKAY. There is at least one small group with an actual plan, but feel absolutely free to use and abuse this post for all your individual efforts in attempting (Blanks) and cockblocking (Ophiuchus) to get to the North. Or just watching, cheering, or getting caught up in the action, because there is gonna be some fisticuffs up in here.))

Who: Hydraculans and any visitors
Where: The angerdome
When: Day 194, afternoon
What: A certain shark is TIRED OF BED, ALSO MEMORIES.

[At day three, bridging on four, there's only a certain amount of helping out of bed for things like meals or the most horrible affair, leaving for the rest room, that one's already prickly pride can tolerate. Agito, perhaps, hates the lack of indoor plumbing EVEN MORE than his bed at this moment. Even more than cavepeckers. Just not quite as much as Judges.

In a moment of great WILLPOWER and SHOUNEN DETERMINATION, he has battled breakthrough pain, shortness of breath and yes. YES AT LAST, upright in one dramatic moment.

This is clearly the worst idea EVER.

WOBBLE.]

Who: BLANKS
Where: ARENA
When: Day 194, noon
What: GAME

[ For those who know the Huntress's voice, the Call is in her voice: ]

Gynonudomania, yataghan, acataleptic, quadragintesimal, zymase, macaronic, keratogenic.

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