[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Anyone
When: Day 55, late morning
Where: Anywhere
What: Life in Thusia (mingle)

[So, it's still early enough to get a full day's work done, and there's much to do around the HQ.

As people know by now, Level 4 has mostly been cleared of active nature, though farther from the apartments near the stairs there are still the remains of vines and moss and dirt on the buildings and floors. Fallen trees and tangled roots still clog up the area around the buildings which must have once been shops.

Aside from the library claimed by Henrietta and perhaps few other establishments, they are doorless, and inside those abandoned buildings there is still evidence of old equipment and rotted furniture waiting to be re-purposed, broken down for offerings, or thrown out if it's beyond use.

There's not much fresh plantlife left here to collect for offerings, but plenty of cleaning to be done, perhaps in Eizon's name, in exchange for the electricity flowing through whatever fixtures people have acquired by now, or as an offering of kindness in exchange for water...

Up on the fifth level, nature stubbornly continues to prowl.]
devotedtothecore: (mandatory spelunking.)
[personal profile] devotedtothecore
Who: Anyone
When: Day 52, evening
Where: Public baths
What: Bath mingleeeeee

[ some people go to the Level 3 baths to relax, others to clean up, and some to socialize.

...and sometimes, they do it just because it's Somewhat Awkward to hang around their apartments when Somewhat Awkward Shenanigans are happening at the time. ]
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[personal profile] backinaflash
Who: Robin, Kid Flash, and you!
When: Day 51, Late afternoon
Where: Coming up out of the second floor
What: Robin's mangled leg.


[KF's carrying Robin up, whose leg is seriously chewed up, and man, limbs are not meant to bend like that...]
canihavesome: (whoops)
[personal profile] canihavesome
Who: Cain, anyone
When: Day 41, late evening
Where: Everywhere
What:

[murderpuppy is approaching people to ask]

Hey, do you need help with anything?
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: You
When: Day 40, Early Afternoon
Where: Kitchen(= In the common area
What: Magic!

[At approximately the 3 o'clock hour on day 40, there is a loud, odd noise, a bit like a party blower crossed with an explosion. On the wall in the common area you will find the large, irridescent words:]

Well done.

[And you might be somewhat taken with very obvious changes to the building in the north-east corner of the level 3 common area.

First off, it's low front wall has now been covered with a shining metal counter top, complete with indents and glass covers, rather like any mess hall food line. Beyond that you can see a fully formed, industrial grade kitchen. Metal counters for prep areas, shelving for storage, white ceramic plate, bowls, silverware and glasses. Shelves full of stainless steel pots and pans of every size and need, and drawers full of excellent cooking knives (but having come from Hok, they will instantly go dull if used for any purpose other than cooking). Bakeware can also be found, including sheet pans and bread pans, muffin trays and bunt pans.

Large appliances have been taken care of too. There are at least four large ovens, several gas stovetop burners and a large griddle that has a grill attachment. In the corner there is even a brick oven, perfect for wood fire baking. There are several deep sinks, for cleaning dishes and plenty of space to dry them. An entire shelf is full of bright, durable white towels for the task.

And, if you venture into the kitchen and to the back, you will discover walk in pantry, fridge, and freezer. The pantry has been generously stocked with spices, as well as some basic god given baking supplies: sugar, flour, cocoa, yeast, and so on.

Finally, just outside the kitchen itself, there are several long, mess hall style wooden tables.

Basically, Thusia, you have a fully stocked kitchen, with everything you need to feed the populace, minus the actual food and, of course, chefs.]
lostontheroadoflife: (• Ninja Rule # 5: Don't Be a Dumbass)
[personal profile] lostontheroadoflife
Who: Everyone
When: Day 40, later-morning
Where: Common Area
What: Long awaited meeting...

[cleared up from the events of last night and whatever earlier moments of the day, the Common Area's now sporting some tables pushed against a wall with food and drink spread out for those who would want something to munch on. opposite of this would be the masked ninja that advertised said meeting, standing in front of the windows, posture in its usual slump and seemingly lazy eye distracted by the views outside. somewhere nearby will also be that blonde people may remember as advertising the police force, pointedly standing with arms crossed, making a point to keep a CLOSE EYE on the people who attend the meeting]

Mingle | Discussion: Governing System | Discussion: Rules | Discussion: Murderers/Punishment+Enforcement | Discussion: Anything Else? | Final Things

((THIS POST IS STILL OPEN FOR DISCUSSION-Y THINGS. FEEL FREE TO CONTINUE TO TALK AND DISCUSS AND PLAY.))
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[personal profile] thankyouverymooch
Who: Ling and whoever
When: Day 40, late morning
Where: Common area
What: Good decisions

[So a certain Prince has been out in the uncleared areas of the building all night and morning, looking for his vassal without much success. So what to do after that? Head out in the rainforest, of course.

He's visibly exhausted and has a number of mostly minor injuries here and there-- holding a hand on his right side-- but doesn't seem to care much for it]
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: Anyone
When: Early Morning 39
Where: Everywhere
What: Invitations

[ waking up in the morning and exiting your apartments, you'll probably notice an invitation has been tacked to your door, slid under it, or stuck in the crack between the door and the door frame. Opening it up you'll find a mask and, in narrow cursive penmanship it reads:

Hello. You've been cordially invited to a masked [a blot of ink where it looks less like she paused and more like there may have been a scuffle for the pen, judging by the multiple droplets and scribbles, before resuming a little bit of a space away ] sleepover! ♥ Bring a friend, bring your mask. It will be tonight, so don't forget!

[ from there, it's signed with a V and the mark of a crescent moon ]
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[personal profile] cloakanddaikon
Who: Anyone who cares to join
When: Day 38, late afternoon/early evening
Where: the small room north of the (relocated) shrines
What: A picnic

[The doors to the small room north of the shrines are open, and the smell of roasted meat drifts through the common room and hall. Each has been marked with a notice:

Picnic
Today @ 5:00 PM

All are welcome.
Please be aware that violence
of any sort is not permitted.


Inside, a picnic blanket has been spread out by the window. Slightly dimmed fairy lights decorate the walls, adding to the warm, sunset glow of the outdoors.

Most, however, may find themselves focusing on the food. Silver platters on the blanket hold a selection of roasted potatoes and orange mushrooms (#P002), and small bowls hold mixed bluenut nuts. Slices of melon gourd (#P010) are arranged in alternating rows with azure vine jelly, and the gourd's purple seeds are available in small dessert dishes.

Plates and cutlery are available in neat stacks, and chilled pitchers of sweet, (non-alcoholic) fruity punch drip condensation onto the room's floor.

Most appetizing, though, is the skinned lizagon bound to a sizable spit with vampire flower twine (#P015), roasting over an open flaming sword. A nearby platter holds potato leaves for wrapping the hot meat, and sweet blood mushroom jam (#P016) to glaze it.]


Good afternoon. As I realize there have been few open, organized events in the thirty-eight days we have been recording time here, if you could begin by introducing yourself and, perhaps, saying something of interest and posing a question to those you are meeting, I'm sure we will all find that conversations will begin far more naturally.

((OOC: As above! Introduce yourself, offer some tidbit of information and ask a question. And by all means, enjoy this bit of luxury.))
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[personal profile] herpunishment
Who: People
When: Day 38, Early Afternoon
Where: COMMON ROOM though you can probably hear the ruckus from the halls
What: VIGILANTES FOR HIRE LAW ENFORCEMENT

[ in the common room today there are two noisy blonds, standing around and putting up signs. Signs letting people know that in the event of maiming, murder, or other miscellaneous mayhem, not to take the law into their own hands, unless they want to be severely punished for their vigilante activity. No, in the case of any of the above, if they have someone they need maimed, they should get their local police force to do the maiming for them take care of the punishment lawfully! ]

What d'ya think, that oughta do it, right? Right out here where everyone can see.
[personal profile] oi_theoi
Who: You
When: Day 37, Night
Where: The commons room kitchen
What:

[ On the walls outside the rusty kitchen you'll find roughly scrawled notices hanging above a pile of crowbars and a couple small of small round objects with attractive red buttons on them. ]

FUCK you guys are taking for fucking ever in getting this fucking metal to me.

Destroy the shit out of all the metal crap in this kitchen and I'll take care of something for you later. The smaller the scraps are, the better. I'll be back in the morning for them and if you don't do shit, you don't get shit and I take the fucking metal anyway.

I left a couple of small bombs for those stoves. Countdown timers on them so fucking use them right. If you don't know what you're fucking doing when it comes to explosives, stick with the fucking crowbars.

ZJ


(( OOC: Another god mini-event! ZJ will not be running this but feel free to share your preferred methods of destruction with each other.

Note that if you try to take the bombs or the crowbars away from the kitchen area, you'll find a VERY strong gravitational force pulling you straight back toward it. As a reminder, the kitchen, once cleared of all its naturely forces, is still pretty much a mess of rusted over metal cooking supplies, broken fridges, ovens, stoves, and assorted metal counters and storage containers so there is plenty in there to work with. ))
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[personal profile] over_the_fop
Who: Messenger and ANYONE
When: Day 37, Afternoon to evening
Where: The 3rd floor common area
What: DERE VANDALISM

[Maybe you've been sitting and watching him. Maybe you might have ignored him for the epic view outside. Maybe you are just coming in as he finishes up...

But in the common room, someone seems to have spent most of his day painting a large portion of one of the walls and some of the floor into an enormous rectangle. It's not quite white... greys, blues, yellows and pinks mingle here and there as he seems to have struggled with what supplies he had left. But as it's drying now, he leaves out several cans of paint in vibrant colors and starts backing up to regard his handy work.

In large pink hand writing, he's written WE ARE HERE... with some glyphs underneath, an invitation to paint here... and a little bit of advice about hunting.


The rest of it, seems entirely blank.

Ptou brushes his sleeves and looks entirely too proud of himself.]

I think... that should do it.






((OOC: ADD ANYTHING. Your commentary, history you've discovered, opinions, your signature, draw pictures! It's up to you! Feel free to edit this to your hearts content, consider anything IN it public knowledge, and wax on poetically about your characters handwriting or beautiful buttprint. He's leaving the paint there for anyone to use.))
[personal profile] fuckingnature
Who: ALL YOU INTREPID NATURE EXPLORERS
When: Day 37, Evening to Night
Where: NATURE
What:

[ You've cleared out the floor most of you are sleeping. Where do you go for some rip roaring maulings fun now? The 4th floor? The 2nd floor? Or will you venture outside the glass doors again? ]

(( Please make a note somewhere in your comments about where you'll be heading! Groups are preferable. Your nature runner this time around is Rui! ))
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[personal profile] reallyburnsmeup
Who: Apartment Sparkles and passing insomniacs I guess??
When: Backdated to day 36, middle of the night
Where: That sparkly place
What: A scream!

[Whoops I guess quelling the mad rage that kept me from acknowledging the horror of murdering a bunch of people and then taking auditory hallucination poison was not a good idea. Time to curl up and cry out and scorch a few floors]

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