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INTRO

Whoever you are, wherever you were, the last thing you remember is the salty smell of the sea breeze and a distinct tickle of electricity across your body. Enough to cause alarm perhaps, but in the next moment it all goes black, or blue to be more precise. When you stir into consciousness, those fuzzy sensations are all that you have as an explanation, though there's certainly more to experience around you.

The warm bright rays of the sun, the rhythmic cresting of the waves into the shore, the unfortunate feeling of sand sticking to you everywhere, because you're lying flat on your back on a beach without a beach towel. At least you're not alone, and at least it doesn't seem like you've been completely dumped unceremoniously, as there's orderly space between you and the 27 others who share your predicament. Whoever left you here probably could have dumped you into a pile, but they have better manners than that.

However you decide to react to your sudden vacation, you'll find that you're dressed just as you last recall and that you have at least one possession of yours on hand. Whatever else you had on you appears to be affected by baggage routing, unfortunately. You'll also find a key inscribed with a particular bird and a strange device in your pocket, ostenstibly some type of cellphone from the period when blackberrys were all the rage. A pop-up window will greet you when you turn on the device, prompting you to pick a username (this pop-up can be ignored for up to 24 hours) and also walking you through a basic tutorial on its functions. For now, it seems like the public network isn't running, but the direct message function is availiable. It ends with a cheerful blurb instructing that "For further questions and help, please contact one of the hotel staff!"

As there's nary a soul that seems to actually work here on the beach proper, it might be worth it to explore. Around the resort are robots manning the buffet, sweeping, and even making cocktails if you want to drink your problems away. While they'll answer to basic commands, provide you with a map of the island, or even be happy to tell you the weather, they're incapable of engaging in any meaningful dialogue. Any questions or demands they can't answer will yield the statement to please contact the administrators.

Whoever they may be, but they'll show their faces eventually. Probably.

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let us pray they give us our stinky man eventually

[conchy]

Oh? So you don't have a preferred méthode of attack?

[He had pegged Chuuya as the sort who might have a preference for a particular type of weapon, or even a preferred killing method, but maybe this man's methods aren't so well thought out?]

You must as least have some préférence for who you target.

i'm sure they will, people love him...me, meanwhile, waiting on pommern

[gravitys]

I'm my preferred method of attack.

[ He definitely has a style, but...he was just saying that in terms of audiomancy, he imagines there are probably more uses for it than just aggressive, but those are the ones that come to mind for him first. ]

[ho_ohs]

[Only the crackle of the speaker bothers to give him a sendoff. Good talk.]

[ho_ohs]

Our understanding of the mechanism currently goes one way.

[Whoops.]

[conchy]

Then I should hope doing as you please leads you to accomplissement. If it doesn't... well, that's your concern, isn't it?

[Lobelia sure isn't concerned about what other people do, much less whether it makes them happy or not.]

In any case, monsieur Wuxian, let's get along while we're sharing walls, hm? Don't go raising up an army of the dead without inviting me to the faire la fête!

[ho_ohs]

... The most unexpected things wash up on this island.

[ho_ohs]

Eyewitness accounts. Which would be us.

[Something vaguely like a shrug in the tone--]

If you're here long enough -- and you will be -- you'll no doubt be able to see it for yourselves.

[diabolizes]

Oh, they are completely underprepared! I don't think they'll realize until we've taken this island by storm.

[divector]

Correct. I didn't agree with them, so I simply took advantage of my powers and left one day. They were always rather incompetent at containment. Maybe your area is far less so.

omg pommern... if cygames loves us they will make him playable

[conchy]

Oh? You are the weapon and the aggressor...?

[How curious! Chuuya definitely has his attention now.]

Would you mind giving me a manifestation? Er... a demonstration?

[diabolizes]

[ He lifts his own cup too, letting out a light laugh. ]

I keep my promises, so don't be surprised when I come knocking at your door requesting your company and help!

[diabolizes]

I'll keep that in mind.

[ He finishes off his drink, setting it down on the bar counter. ]

I'll see you around, Kanon~

[ho_ohs]

I don't deal in guesswork. Short of this group's complete failure, I plan to be out of here in a matter of weeks.

[diabolizes]

[ He takes a bite, letting it sit in his mouth as he analyzes the flavor. ]

Hmmm... I think it's not enough! It's still a bit bland.

[ there he goes, adding more ]

[ho_ohs]

Not too many here have things in common, but most of you should know what a bird is.

[Actual reason, or casual off-the-cuff reason? Who knows.]

And of course. I'm asking for cooperation, not marriage.

it's been 10,000 years, when will his time come

[gravitys]

You wanna get crushed?

[ He's already very slightly demonstrated it, but he wasn't super trying. ]

[diabolizes]

[ wwx is completely innocent totally ]

Haha! It really seems like we have a lot of similar views, at least when it comes to getting mixed up in trouble.

[ He grins. ]

We should have drinks together in earnest soon.

[gravitys]

Generally, yeah. Though there's this guy who can pull people into shit he writes, and your abilities don't work in those worlds. Super annoying.

[ HE...worked it out ]

[mysticpowerbroker]

[ The personification of 'honey, you've got a big storm coming'- ]

That's exactly right. A powerful wizard and a cultivation master?

We're a force to be reckoned with. And while we're on it...

[ Though, while they're enjoying themselves their drinks are getting cold. He will hold up his own glass first, however. ]

Cheers!

when we get sandy in versus........... oh wait

[conchy]

[When has Lobelia ever said no to a good time? The idea of this man crushing him like that conch beneath his heel is both one that amuses him and makes him shudder.]

The pleasure would be all mine.

[Perhaps literally.]

[diabolizes]

[ Whichever is most fun! ]

It could be, yes, especially if there were someone getting rid of monsters. Or perhaps resentful energy does not exist here in the same way I am used to it existing.

[townmusician]

[Other amazing skills, huh…]

I sing. That’s what I’m best at.

[gravitys]

Okay, but how the hell did you connect that to needing sacrifices? You guys kill someone?

[conchy]

[What an amusing jester! If Merlin is squealing this much now, Lobelia can only imagine what fun he'd be on the receiving end of his audiomancy.]

The Skydom is vast! Impossibly so! And powers like mine can even cross universes, I'll have you know. How many magiciens can claim to do the same?

[mysticpowerbroker]

Hmm...I'd like to hear you sing sometime.

A song can be enough to captivate someone's heart straight away!

[ Places a hand on his own chest a bit theatrically. ]