Sabra La Tau

Who: Albert and YOU
Where: Hydra? ... Probably.
When: Whenever you want, up to Year 197
What: LOVE!!

[Who ever you are, where ever you are (in Hydra), however recently or long ago you want this to be, Albert wants to talk about LOVE!! Maybe he's asking for your advice on girls. Or maybe he's asking about your own love life. Whatever happens, if you comment to this post THERE WILL BE LOVE TALKS :B.]

[... You can specify where/when this is taking place too if you want or I may just make something up on my own, your choice 8D.]

Who: Any
Where: The Arena
When: Day 140
What:

[The Call that resounds from the Arena is loud, echoing even to every part of Sabra. A regal crescendo of notes and then anticipatory silence. Should you follow it today, the Arena is not any landscape you have seen before...

Simple darkness fills your vision, no delineation of up or down, walls or even the floor. You can only see the throne in the far off distance, and three pathways each covered with a lush carpet: Green, Black with white trim, and Yellow. They bear the sigil of a hydra, a skeletal snake and a club embossed into the weave. Should you turn around, there is no exit yet, but there is a small table, filled with punch, and several large party platters filled with cold cuts, olives and the occasional odd vegetable.]

[However, should you follow any of the pathways, the landscape begins to change...]

((OOC note: We're trying something different this time! You can walk towards any other landscape to get to that table! Ophi and Hydra's tables require no walking between, really.

Judges, feel free to show up as you will, same rules as usual!))

Who: HYDRACULA and anyone wandering by
Where: BY THE WATERFALL
When: Day 138, noon
What: HYDRACULA PICNIC

[There sure is a throng of orange and green hanging out by the waterfall today. At the moment, a few members of Hydra are busy arranging food on a tattered spare blanket they've laid out. Aside from the typically expected items like dishes of smoked or pickled lizard and heaping portions of potato in its various forms, there's something that looks like a small ice chest (complete with a "Return to Ophiuchus after use" note stuck to it) sitting next to nondescript paper bags that smell of delicious beef. But the best part is the pair of liquor bottles nestled between the bags and chest. It may only be a single step above their typical backwater moonshine, but that single step is ALL THEIRS~]

Who: Hydra, visitors
Where: Angerdooome
When: Day 133, Lunchtime
What: Fruit and missions!

[There is fresh fruit waiting on the table for Hydra today; a pair of oranges and three peaches! We are living in the lap of luxury folks. Scowl is at the table considering them.]

Who: Everyone!
Where: Arena
When: Day 132, evening
What: Game time!

[The Call to the Arena today is the simple sound of hammer on metal. Rhythmic, tireless it's almost a marching tune to those who happened to hear and follow it.

When you enter the Arena bare land quickly gives way to drifts of snow and barren, snow-striped trees. The further you go in, the deeper and deeper the snow gets. By the time you can make out the broad, grinning statue on the throne between gusts of snow laden wind, the snow chest-deep on most.

In the center, at the statues feet are two very welcome things at this point: Fur wraps of some unknown white animal large enough to drape around you and a metal pot of hot chocolate and several ceramic cups.]

HA HA HA! Bit of an effort wasn't it? I had to get your blood pumping for this one! Everyone warmed up?

((Mingle
Rules
Game start!
Fort Descriptions
Part Two
Endgame
Memories))

Who: Hydracula and visitors
Where: THE ANGERDOME
When: Day 128, noon-ish
What: Return of the Do Not Shank List


DO NOT SHANK

Scowl	Spiky	Fang	Blade	RAINbow	Pyre
TENTH! Lacerta Jim Red Feathers River RIVER RIVER AND WISH	Michiko Wish	Ikki Feathers Dove Carly Kohaku Ikki Pyxis	Lord Silver	The Puppy The hot vampire	Amethyst too I guess

[It's a brand new list on the wall: fresh clean paper and still-drying ink.

... And someone's already crossed off River.]

Who: Black, anyone else
Where: On the way to Hydracula
When: Day 115, evening post-game
What: Handless return \o/

[As the game finishes and everyone makes their way back, they might notice a blank in orange slowly making his way back to Hydracula.

It's a pretty normal sight, until you realize his hands have been cut off at the wrist and are hanging on a rope slung around his neck.]

Who? Anybody
Where? The Arena
When? Day 115, evening
What? I wonder...

[Man, didn't you just see this Judge? Well, today's game is Persona again, and she appears to be back to her usual modus operandi - unconscious people in black chairs. Today's victims are Excel, Kaito, Nora, Kohaku, Almaz, and Tailmon. Rather than the usual doors with colored assignments, however, there's simply one enormous black door, standing before the statue.]

Did you know that a heart is only as strong as its weakest link? That hidden in the darkness of cracks and corners, there are fears and insecurities the heart would be better off without? If I told you that you are to kill a piece of the heart today, something with real presence, such as a face and a voice... how would you respond? Would you forfeit the Game? Or would you make an attempt to improve the heart by rooting out and destroying a source of weakness?

((Mingle
Sign up
Assignments
Endgame
Revivals))

Who: Any
Where: By the Hydracula area
When: Day 114, midday
What:

[You may be going to the newly reopened lake to wonder about the cinder where the fence was, or never noticed there was one in the first place and just be out for some tasty fish and derpy lizards.

Or you may even be stopping by the Hydracula area, but for whatever reason you're out, a few Hydra are returning with a squirming barking demonthing wrapped up in a makeshift bag made of stitched up Hydra uniforms.

It's hard to tell if the blood is from old games or from any number of new looking bite marks and lacerations, really.

...

Oddly they DO look pleased with themselves, if not triumphant.]

Almost back. This thing'll be cake from here...

Who: Masamune, whoever
Where: Somewhere not too far from Canis
When: Day 113, afternoon-ish
What: Practice :|

*if you wander the caves near the dorms this afternoon, you might notice a one-eyed blank in blue very intently focused on doing various practice swings with a crude wooden sword

...it looks like he may have been at this for a while*

Who: Anyone
Where: Just outside your dorms
When: Day 112, as you're getting back from the game
What: Mysteeeeeeerious boxes!

[The boxes read simply, 'From Persona'. Inside each box, you find what appear to be cheap Polaroid cameras, should you recognize the technology. One per (non-hiatused) teammate. They're very simplistic; a button, a slot, and a number indicating how many photos are left (they each start at 12). Underneath the cameras, there is also a binder in your team's color, with the word 'Memories' embossed on the cover. It's full of plastic sheets to slide the pictures into.]

((Log the photos your characters are taking here

ETA: You have until tomorrow's post (3:30 pm pst-ish) to log photos. You don't have to use all the photos, and you don't have to log photos that you're not putting into the binder and turning in to Persona tomorrow. Or you can just leave the whole thing at home, since Persona didn't actually tell you what to do with the cameras, being Persona.))

Who: anyone
Where: all over
When: Day 108, early morning.
What:

When you wake up today, there's a good chance there's something new outside, somewhere. A quote, in any number of places: sketched on your door in charcoal. Drawn in the dirt of your common area. Written by the showers in rocks, arranged by the lake in bones. A shelf in the library, rearranged by the title to spell out something.

If you look nearby, you can probably find the culprit. It's not like he's trying to hide.

Who: Everyone
Where: The Arena
When: Day 107, late afternoon
What:

The Storyteller's statue stood silently, overlooking the rocky field. In one hand, she held her book closed, and smiled contently. Did the sheep win? Did the wolves? It was hard to tell in such a case.

They all weren't so different, she mused. The wolves were just a bit hungry, and the sheep were hardly innocent. What would they have done, in such a role? Perhaps she was wrong to assume they were so nasty after all!

Whatever the case, the game had ended, and it was a story for another day. . .but she couldn't wait to read it!

Who: Hydra
Where: Angerdome
When: Day 107
What: Bringing a tiny home

[There is a familiar password!knock being tapped out on Hydra's door]

Who: The Flock
Where: The Arena
When: Day 107, eearly morning

All was silent through the twisted tunnels of Sabra La Tau. The morning torches began to light, and the flock began to graze.

It was quite the ordinary routine for everyone but the poor, weary blanks. Dutifully they continued to play the game, hoping to protect their loved ones. But were they protecting friends or foes? Just how close were the sheep to ending the game, or ending their lives. . .

Let's read on to find out!

((Mingle/DEERP // Vote Pt 1 // Vote For Reals // Paper Animals ))

Who: The Flock
Where: The Arena and elsewhere!
When: Day 106, evening
What:

And so the second chapter closed, and the power struggle between sheep and wolves raged on! But oh, as night approaches, what evil lurks in the Blanks' caverns? As they carry on with their mundane activities, what horrors will they face? Will they continue to sacrifice the innocent? Aaah, only time will tell! The Judge giggled with excitement, expecting the best out of her flock.

Stone head buried deep in her book, the Judge continued to read, as the sheep of the arena engaged in an unorthodox game of kick head--ah, ball. Yes, that's what I meant.

((Players only in this post o/! Mingle // ??? // Vote + Weapons))

Who: Blanks
Where: The Arena
When: Day 106, Afternoon (fast forwarding a bit)
What: Game!

[TODAY IN THE ARENA...it is filled with cardboard grass. And cardboard sheep. All lazily wobbling about as if the were actually grazing. As for the Judges throne. . .]

On the throne stood the dainty shepherd known as the Storyteller, dressed quite properly for her role for the upcoming game. She stood valiantly watching over he beloved flock, oh so worried about the nasty dogs that always picked on them. Surely the blanks would provide some stress relief and aid her! As they filed in she begin to quip:

"Baa baa dear blanks
Are you easily fooled?
How quickly, just how quickly
Can you find all the wolves?"

((Mingle // Rules/Questions // Votings // ETA Will return around 7:30pm EST))

Who: Any
Where: Outside of the Angerdome
When: Day 105, shortly after the game
What:

[A dog, two very drunken bros, and two ladders between them and home.

This can only end well.]

... m'be I should go look for 'im now.

Who: Anyone!
Where: The Arena
When: Morning 104.
What:

[today, in front of the throne--which stands completely empty, of course-- lounges one midboss, against a box in front of the twelve tables that are now set around the arena. they're completed by lined looseleaf binder paper and #2 pencils, and those really stiff plastic chairs.]

So glad you kids could join me today. Take a load off.

[mingle (until 5:45 pst): rules: teams: answers (judged!): winners.]

Who: Hydra(cula?)
Where: Angerdome
When: Day 103, Afternoon following the booze sale
What: OMGTITS!!1/>E!!1

[Later on, after the team has begun to regroup following the start of Mirror's game and the various shenanigans that followed, Scowl can be found sitting at Hydra's table considering some bone knives and trying very, very hard to ignore his brand new body.]