Intro Log: The Forgotten City

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GOOD MORNING NEW ARRIVALS This time for real! WAKEY WAKEY. As the storm finally peters out and characters can once again move above ground it becomes abundantly clear that the landscape has changed. Where vast expanses of sand dunes once laid is now the half-buried remnants of what looks like some sort of...city? Full of structures. It stretches so far it's really hard to tell. But there is one thing characters will notice: There are more stasis pods. Revealed by the sandstorm, a whole new flurry of pods can be found scattered on the way to the city (curiously though, not in it. Hurry and wake those guys up! SPREAD THE LOVE. OR ACID. With the departure of the storm there's even more new arrivals to be found besides those fellow travelers of yours! The "Seedlings" and "Cactus" are now both available, the former blown in by the storm and the former uncovered. The Seedlings are generally pretty harmless. They like to burrow into the sand so only their "Leaves" plant-like leaves remain above ground, and they're quite happy to stay that way until surprised. Then they pop up and trip over themselves a little, before slowing down and wandering aimlessly. When they find a patch of sand that looks comfy they begin burrowing back down. Pull or yank on their leaves though and you'll find yourself with a face full of pollen that makes you want to just tell everyone how super-cool they are. It lasts a while, and then you get a fever and vomit for two hours. Good times. The Cacti are much less harmless and just...why would you eat them? Everything about this plant is poisonous, and cracking it open causes a corrosive acid-like substance to spill out. It'll eat through everything but...dirt, oddly. Metals and flesh are like hot oil on plastic. DON'T GET LOST And last but not least: The Forgotten City. Maybe you want to check out the Hull first for some loot, but maybe that's not such a cool idea anymore? Although it looks like the ship's definitely more powered after draining the suits of whoever went in, now it's started to spread and fill the sinkhole the ship's in. Suits can go from 100% to 0% in just ten minutes--not good! Lucky for everyone else, it looks like finally there's some sort of civilization up ahead. Go on and check it out! OR DO. THAT'S OKAY TOO. Go nuts, have fun, and enjoy! (This is the wildcard option) OOC The Flora, Fauna & Resources page has been updated with information on the seedlings, cacti, and crystals! These items are now all available for Discovery, and The Forgotten City will be available indefinitely from now on! Characters can take this time to settle & build up a foundation for themselves, explore the area, and of course, harass those poor little seedlings. We encourage players to make their own open posts for this setting--you don't need to stick to just this intro log! But make sure to make our newbies feel welcome!

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[ex_broach530]

Bull rolls his eyes and drapes himself over one of Dorian's thighs. "I'm fine," he promises, reassuringly. "Definitely not dead. Very much alive." He squeezes one of Dorian's thighs, chuckles. "If you want something to really get worked up over, I've got some suggestions."

[devintered]

Dorian scratches automatically at the base of Bull's, you know, great rack, hurr hurr. "It's my prerogative to get worked up over you as much as I like, though I try to keep that from being often. Still, you must know after you I don't think there will be anyone else for me. So let's try to make that when we're old and grey, shall we? Despite the spectacularly low odds."

...sorry about him, Bull. Dorian groans at himself and slaps a hand over his own face. "My kingdom for a needle and thread. Yes, yes, give me this list, before I say anything else terrible."

[ex_broach530]

"Don't—" Bull starts, too late. He feels struck. "I'm fine," he reiterates firmly, refusing to let his voice waver. "You're fine." In every sense of the word, hurr hurr hurr. "None of this 'til death do us part crap, kadan."

Not because he doesn't feel the same way. Dorian knows he feels the same way; Bull is more forthcoming on that than he is, usually. But anything that starts with "if I die" or whatever sounds big red NOPE alarms in Bull's brain, because if it doesn't he'll have to think about Dorian dying, and then — he doesn't know what he'd do then. Doesn't want to know. No point grieving preemptively.

Anyway. The suit is light, thin, stretchy; he uses his hand to demonstrate that maybe they don't need to take it off to get what they want. Next he's going to use his mouth. Nobody's around, he's already on his knees, and he wants the distraction — also likes the idea of all the affection Dorian tends to lavish on him during oral being multiplied by the powder's effect. Probably this should fade to back at least until Dorian starts vomiting.