AUGUST INTRO LOG: MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE

[asgardmods]

Who: EVERYONE
What: the August intro log and first god house competition, More Than Meets the Eye
When: August 8
Where: Gladsheim Palace for breakfast, around Asgard for the game/curse
Rating: PG-13; please take anything higher than this to a private log!

morning: a warm invitation

Everyone wakes up to a friendly invitation to breakfast at the castle with the gods. For most of you, this comes as a message on your bracelet, reading:

Join us at the castle today to welcome some new Wanderers into our midst. Breakfast will be served and a lively game will be available to all of our guests, both new and old.

New Wanderers are curious on their own, and this is the first there's ever been mention of a game. Perhaps it's enough for you to make the trek to the castle, to see what all the fuss is about, or maybe even to see if there's someone you know. Perhaps you want to learn more about the game, or maybe you just want the food.

For our new guests, this comes as a bit more of a surprise. Wherever you were before in your world, without even realizing it, you wake up in a strange new place. No time or space inbetween, just an awareness of There and then Here. A matronly figure tries to explain your circumstances with a sympathetic smile, but ultimately invites you meet them all for yourselves: the Gods of Asgard, and the Wanderers that arrived before you.



The sight that greets you on the castle grounds is a rather festive one, regardless of where you're coming from. Colorful streamers and flags are draped above large tables with room for several guests. Natives bustle about, cheerfully offering food and drinks to anyone that wants some. Everyone is welcomed to mingle and greet the new Wanderers on this bright summer morning.

the game: a friendly competition

Among the brightly decorated tables are ones highlighted in a specific color for a specific god house, and most of the gods themselves can be found sitting behind it with a few of their district's natives. They are here to welcome the new Wanderers into Asgard - but they're also here to explain the rules of today's game. There are coins hidden throughout the city and disguised as mundane items, and the god house that returns the most of their coins will win an upgrade to their god housing! No hints will be given, but the natives are excited to help facilitate the activity and happily invite you to wander through their districts to find what you can.

But you don't have to know about the rules to be playing the game! The coins are already hidden throughout the city, and no one knows what they are until they've been picked up. Whether you're banding together with friends to find as many coins as you can or blindly stumbling over an unpleasant surprise, the game and the curse are in full swing!

evening: a fair prize

At sundown, all of the coins in the city disappear at once, whether they're in your pocket or still disguised as a bowl. Points will be tallied and a winner will be announced (OOCly, on August 17) - but Asgardians are keen to celebrate regardless of who wins a rather inconsequential game. The same colorful display of tables and chairs is still spread across the castle grounds, although now they twinkle with fairy lights haphazardly blinking throughout the air. Snacks and drinks are made available, as well as more dinner-shaped meals for those that request it. Mostly the natives simply want to bask in the strangeness of these Wanderers from other worlds for a moment longer - but they're also eagerly listening to any stories from the day's mischievous game. Relax, enjoy yourself, or again, just stock up on some freely served food. Whatever suits your needs today. Welcome to Asgard, dear Wanderers.

[ OOC NOTE: This is the intro log for August, as well as our first god house competition/curse: More Than Meets the Eye. You are free to play with the curse prompts and searching the city in any way you want! If you would like to submit a map to earn points for your god house, please check out the rules to learn what to do. We will accept maps until August 17, at which point a winner will be announced and members of that god house will be allowed to vote for an upgrade to their god housing. As always, please let us know if you have any questions or need any help on the mod contact page. Enjoy, friends! ]

Comments

[advivo]

The last landlord, yeah, I killed him. The current? Well... depends on the day.

[ Vergil is technically the new king of hell, right? He ate the dumb fruit and all. ]

Kill whatever demon is in my way until I find an exit. There is always one hiding somewhere annoying.

[ikols]

That all sounds like an interesting story for another day, you'll have to regale me sometime.

[ Strolling away from him, she cocks her head and her green eyes remained locked on him with a catlike shine, inhuman in ways that make her want to find out more about this demon-killer ... perhaps from a safer distance.

Big sword, again.

She drops a flirtatious wink into the mix, because why not. ]

If I tell you my name, do you think you can find me?

[advivo]

[ Oh, she has his attention. As she starts to move away his gaze follows her, mouth curved into a lazy grin, committing all he can to memory for a later date. Wouldn't mind regaling her sometime a dark room covered in velvet, with a bottle of whiskey and a nice meal. Hell, even if it ends with a knife at his throat he wouldn't mind at all.

Dante's grin grows wider, chin rising in challenge. ]

Can and certainly will.

[ikols]

Well then, you'll have to since I've no idea who my mystery man is. It's decided.

[ She sweeps down in a flourish of a curtsey, rising with a hop in her step. ]

Silvertongue will do, I think. Yes. [ No point making it too easy for him, and fortunately no one on this Asgard knows about her other titles yet. No one but the Wanderers, maybe. ] See you and your big friend around, handsome ...

[ Definitely the sword she glances down to. Right? Sure. ]

[advivo]

You'll find out his name when I find you.

[ Where is the fun without a little mystery? A game of cat and mouse but he is by no means the cat. ]

Silvertongue. [ He sweeps down into a dramatic bow and straightening again with a similar flair. ] Until next we meet.

[ Of course it's the sword. ]