asgardchrysalis | AUGUST INTRO LOG: MORE THAN MEETS THE EYE

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! ]

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Luckily, he's never seen that. Just ... normal sized psychos, and that was enough. There's a full-body shiver at the very idea of it. Sounded terrifying. This Krieg guy? Also sounded really terrifying, 'good' kind of crazy or not. Not someone Rhys wanted to run into in an alleyway.

The fact that Hyperion caused it for him ... No, that's not surprising. Why wouldn't they do shit like that? The place is rotten to the core.

But, really, what isn't?`

"Are we sure Pandoran brand psychos can't understand too?"

Is there actually such a thing as a good kind of crazy.

Wow. He really hadn't been on Pandora that long, had he? She blinks at him, mild in surprise that he didn't know the difference.

"No. They don't. I mean they do, but the big difference is they don't care. Krieg cares. He won't raise a hand against someone who doesn't try to hurt him first. That's big for a psycho. Most psychos see you and want to eat you. You can talk to them, but they usually just hear what they want to hear and what they want to hear is 'eat me while I am still alive.'" Paaaaaaaause. "Unless it's Hyperion. Krieg really enjoys smashing Hyperion personal in the face with his buzz axe. But I don't think anyone can blame him for that one."

"Nnn...o, definitely not. I just mean-- Psychos don't ... eat their clan ... mates? Brothers? Other bandits from the same clan? Do they? Look, I've met-- seen-- whatever. I've seen psychos. They were competing in this death race thing. They seemed aware enough to keep their hands off each other long enough to do that anyway."

If they see a Vault Hunter and immediately decide to attack, well ... That's a whole other thing, isn't it? Zer0 alone was something else. Imagine a whole group of them. Scary.

Gaige blinks, surprised a minute that he had such a generous views of bandits. Sure wasn't her experience, that was to say the least.

But far too naive of one too. "Uh, yeah. They do. They don't call them baby eating for nothing. They sure do eat their own kids, their siblings, their parents. You ever heard of Motor Momma? She ate her own girlfriend. Alive." Gaige shakes her head, and leans over and up on her toes to pat him on the shoulder. "Can they work together? Sure. But don't think they won't eat you too just because you had a skin pizza party with 'em."

...

Not even going to ask about skin pizza parties.

And, look, he's been working for Hyperion for years. He's heard all the propaganda about how awful they are, how bad Pandora is, and so far it's both confirmed and denied several of those. But, well, propaganda is one thing, experience is another, and it's not like he can claim to have a lot of the latter. At all.

So he raises his hands. From the grimace of his face, it's very obvious he's trying real hard not to imagine someone eating someone else alive, and getting sick from that image.

"Yeah, okay, I stand corrected. Krieg's totally different from a regular psycho."

One day, Rhys, you're going to know and not have to rely on second-hand stories. Won't that be a great day?

But Gaige grins, nodding her head. She loves her friends, "yeah. He really is. He's nice that way. He tries his best. His, smashy, screamy, best. Gets really worried that he's too big for small doorways."

It really, really won't be.

"Right. Cute. Anyway. Nice meeting you, I'm gonna go ..." he gestures vaguely in some random direction. "Mingle. Meet more people that hopefully don't know anything about people being eaten. See you around."

That's enough Pandora for the day. In fact, it's been enough ever since he arrived there up until now, despite having been away from it for a couple of months.

He gives her the finger guns too, before turning to walk away.

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