week one: mingle

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WEEK ONE

The sun rises on your third day on the island. The hours have passed almost seamlessly since your arrival, though it's difficult to say what time it truly is. The previously roaring sea has calmed to gentle, rocking waves and the weather is prime for taking a swim. Have you settled into your camps? Made a few friends? Perhaps now is the time to meet and greet those you haven't spoken to yet...it's not as if you'll be going anywhere anytime soon.

Regardless of how you spend your morning, as the sun reaches the highest point in the sky all will begin to hear a low, deep thrumming sort of sound. The humming slowly turns into ringing, a drawn-out signal that grows louder and louder until it seems as though all other sounds on the island fall to a hush.

It's then all will hear an unidentifiable voice:

"Welcome aboard. Your arrival is no mistake, and your will is your own. All of you have been brought to this island to partake in an ancient ritual. No more than ten of your own may leave this island alive; eleven of you must be prepared and offered as sacrifices to ensure the survival of these ten. If you run out of time, the outcome for all will be dire. You have two weeks' time before all shall be lost."

Just as quickly as it came, the announcement comes to a close. No matter how hard one searches the island, it will be impossible to locate the source of the announcement. But don't let that stop you. Maybe it's time for a deeper exploration? Make the best of your daylight hours.

After all...when the night falls, things may be a little different. Watch your backs, everyone.

OOC NOTES

Welcome to week one! Congratulations on surviving the weekend, we're excited to get the game rolling!

At this time, characters are now free to further explore the island! All comments will be screened, but please be as thorough as possible in your requests.

On Wednesday, your modteam will post A THING that will impact all in-game. Stay tuned, and perhaps it's best to set your prompts for Monday and Tuesday...

...speaking of prompts, please specify if your prompts are in the day or during the night on this mingle! This may be in your header, or you may specify in your comment itself. There may be a fun surprise or two waiting for you.

And finally, please be sure to submit any weekend PCs to the appropriate subthread on the PC page, and please be sure to submit week one PCs as they're created! If you have not mass added everyone, please be sure to do so.

Please feel free to ask questions in the question channel on Discord, or you may DM Britt & Ty privately. We will also have announcements regarding curfew and body announcement on Thursday and Friday. Thank you, and have fun!

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Comments

[deadened]

[all manner of beings of resentful energy... it sounds like a fascinating place, and if it truly does exist-- has he never heard of it because of the time he spent unconscious, or because he's remained at wei wuxian's side? if the latter is the case, then that's all right with him, because he's been exactly where he wanted to be most.]

I'm not... surprised you haven't. Of the fierce corpses that exist at home... I only know of one, besides myself, who's... aware of himself.

[conscious and intelligent, rather than mindless undead.

with a slight dip of his head, he adds:]

But I'm not... worried about somewhere to fit in better yet. If Wei-gongzi still has need of me...

[then where else can he be? besides, he knows where he will go if he does leave his young master's side.

he just doesn't really know yet if he will, or what would come after he's finished.]

[shixiong]

Mnm. [ it's an agreeing noise, soft. when he turns his hand to slice off another strip of fabric, some of his sleeve falls away; it shows his own shackle, branded into his skin, a dark black thing that he's quick to cover. beyond that, yin yu lets any quiet between them settle, dutifully completing his task in peaceful silence. ]

[ after a moment, though, he adds. ] ...Perhaps when all this is over, if you'd like to visit. [ with a small smile. ] It's quite the lively place.

[ and he could probably bring that 'wei-gongzi', too, whoever it might be. probably? well, he doesn't get to decide things like that, but hua cheng probably wouldn't stop it. ]

[deadened]

[hm. that's not something he's seen before-- but with the way yin yu is quick to cover the brand, wen ning decides it isn't something he's going to pry about, either.

that offer gets a tiny smile from him, though, as much as he's able to; it can at least sort of be called one, maybe. if you squint.]

We were... occupied, when I was brought here, but maybe after everything... [if he makes it home, though he- can't quite bring himself to say so aloud. there'll have to be a way. he can't leave wei wuxian at a time like this.] I think I'd like to see it.

[and after that, there's... a longer pause, before wen ning very hesitantly asks:]

You said there were... all manner of ghosts, there. Do you... have you ever known a Wen Qing?

i hated that my heart

[shixiong]

[ ah.... hm. he ponders the name, and then, after a moment shakes his head, brows pinching together. sorry, again. ]

...That isn't necessarily a bad thing. [ that he doesn't know who this person is, though. he cuts off another strip, trying to be as thoughtful as possible in his answers--and comforting, too. ] Most of the ghosts in Ghost City are ones who have yet to move on. They're typically far from human.

[ so hopefully, whoever this 'wen qing' is, she's reincarnated and her soul is continuing on a proper path. he's not sure. yin yu's only friend who could've been in such a situation was so resentful that they had to put him to rest. it's no pleasant memory. ]