THE SQUAD DOES AN INTRO: GROUP MEET UP - [modplot] [event] [free-for-all]

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THE SQUAD DOES AN INTRO: GROUP MEET UP
OOC POST
The Green's binding spell finally works out its kinks and the entire group is teleported into the same area in the center of the city, near the statues of the Tin Man, Cowardly Lion, and Scarecrow.

Everyone in the group feels a tingling sensation as the magic sets in place and binds them. Anyone that tries to leave will now find themselves being teleported back if they wander too far. The group will have to try to stay together when it moves now.

They have a little bit of time to figure things out.

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OOC INFO
✦ Post in actionspam format. Plots and mod-run events in the game are meant to be in actionspam format to keep a brisk pace.

✦ Free-for-all Post. This event will be in "free-for-all" format, meaning that threadhopping is encouraged and that threading should be treated in the same conversational way as network posts.

✦ By now, the language magic should be fully in place. By now, everyone should have magically learned Sylvaen so that everyone can speak it fluently and understand each other.

Comments

[astrarche]

[Sariatu just looks at him.

For a long, long time, she stares at the man who has interrupted her silence, her sharpening stone paused halfway down the blade of her sword, before she completes the long sharpening stroke with dramatic slowness, the sword blade scraping as she continues to give him the look one gives to a person who's just asked a monkey whether they know anything about living in the woods.

At the end of the stroke she finally speaks.]

Yes.

[She resumes sharpening her sword.]

[suckitblue]

...You don't talk much, do you?

[ Says the one who is obviously smart, observant, and good at using the information he's garnered. ]

[astrarche]

Maybe about as much as you think.

[Is it mean? Yes. Is she mean? Yes.]

[suckitblue]

Hey! I think about lots of stuff!

[ "Smart" is one of the few things Simmons likes to hope he has going for him, it's a sensitive spot. ]

[astrarche]

[Sariatu hasn't got the energy to be any meaner than she has been, and the inarticulate defense piques something in her sympathy unexpectedly.

This strange metal creature sounds a lot like a regular foolish mortal, young and defensive, and . . . and probably an easy distraction.

She asks without nastiness.]

Like what?

[suckitblue]

Well, I mean, um...

[ He feels put on the spot. ]

Right now? That we're lost. And I don't know what anybody's planning on doing for food and places to sleep. This is going to suck.

[astrarche]

[Shoot. Those are valid concerns. Sariatu doesn't want to have to care that she's hungry, but like it or not, she is alive, and if all she's living for is to see what happens next . . . well, what happens next is likely everyone getting cold and hungry.

She heaves a long-suffering sigh and gets up.]

Come on. I'll help you forage.

[suckitblue]

...Okay.

[ Weird? Oh yes, he's going to be following a talking monkey around. But *productive*? Maybe.

It's better than his current track record. ]