raqia_rp

Who: Erelim and visitors!
When: Day 6, night
Where: Erelim
What: we won but I think in the end we lost.

[ setting four golden keys down onto the coffee table before dumping himself onto the couch ]

I'm beat. What a day.

ashesashesweallfall

Who: Those who went hunting
When: Day 6, early evening
Where: The Arena
What: Game 4 close

[Where before the trumpets heralded a small mound of finery, now they announce only the presence of a small pedestal. On it stands a wooden chest with a gold keyhole, open and empty.]

[The woman from before stands beside it.]

I hope you've been busy.

fallenature

Who: Anyone
When: Day 6, late evening, forward dated to the end of the game
Where: The Storehouse
What: Was that there before?

[ As you exit the arena at the end of Neciel's game, it seems her game has taken most of the day, and the street lamps are beginning to dim, heralding the arrival of night in the city. Or— most of them are, at least. North of the arena, one street is staying very conspicuously bright, compared to the surrounding streets.

Should you follow the road, you'll find one building has not been sealed, and has a great metal door. How could you have missed this? For those that have walked through this neighborhood before, actually, this may seem odd. It was definitely completely sealed before.

The inside is dark, mostly. But a stairwell at the end of the empty hall has light leaking through, from below. And below is. . . an unexpected mountain of furniture and boxes, filled with all sorts of things you'd find in a modern city, as if someone had taken all of what should fill the empty buildings of Raqia and piled it down in this cavern, spreading unground at least the length of a city block.

However, there are two things conspicuously absent when looking through these supplies: there is no food of any sort, or clothes. ]

ashesashesweallfall

Who: ???
When: Day 6, Morning
Where: The Arena.
What: Game 4

[The trumpet blast is bright and sharp, just as it was the previous afternoon.]

[But now, where before there was empty ground, a chaise lounge in plush red velvet contains a lovely young woman sprawled out upon it. Beside it rests an end table littered with trinkets: baubles and jewels; delicate statuary and finely-carved jade combs; bits of jewelry that glitter and catch the light. There among the rest stands a chest of dark wood, inlaid with glints of precious stone and set with a keyhole of gold.]

Come in, my darlings. Don't dawdle, now.

[[ OOC: If you have IRC, please join #raqia on the Lunarnet server ]]

opening_act

Who: Exael, others
When: Day 5, Afternoon
Where: The Arena.
What: Game 3

[ Another day, another blast of the trumpets, another game.

Exael is there this time, in her human guise, standing in the center of the arena, and in the center of a giant circular mirror with a clock face painted on, that has been installed in the floor beneath her.

Both of the painted hands are currently pointed towards XII

Exael raises both her arms with a flourish and calls out as people enter: ]

Come one, come all! Take your positions, for soon the curtains will rise on our next act!

[[ OOC: If you have IRC, please join #raqia on the Lunarnet server ]]

patchedwork

Who: ? ? ?
When: day 5, morning
Where: erelim & the dorms
What: good morning.

[ in one of the presumably empty erelim rooms, there's a loud crash. then another one - like someone or. . . or something decided to thrash the room. ]

[ if you've decided to hang back, eventually the door opens and the perpetrator sways out half dressed, holding up a shirt like a towel to his face. ]

[ later on, this new guy is exiting the elevator to the cafeteria, all dressed and munching on an apple. ]

icy_princess

Who: A new girl, and you!
When: Day 4, evening
Where: The dorms
What: A girl in navy and silver

[The elevator doors open. At first, there isn't a person visible. Then a young girl, with long white hair calmly steps out.]
Umm... hello?

paintwithallthecolors

Who: Erelim
Where: Erelim
When: Day 4, afternoon
What: FINALLY ERELIM JOINS THE MEMORY REGAIN CLUB

[ check out these berries ]

Do either of you want to go first?

heavensabove

Who: Those that answer the call, some loser nerd angel
When: Day 3, Afternoon
Where: The arena
What: Game 2

[ You've had only a full day's break since the last blast of trumpets sounded, and already there's another set ringing out from the Arena.

But when you get there this time, Exael is nowhere to be found. Good news, right? Instead there's a man with his hands over his ears, looking a little bed-raggled. But he's not in uniform, and none of you have seen him before. If that wasn't a dead give-away, the molting wings that tear through two gaps at the back of his shirt confirm it. This man is an angel too.

At his back, there are no boxes. Instead, there's a large round table, with a scattered assortment of plant matter, a few implements for working with the plants,, and chairs.

He has a scroll in his hands, and is checking people off as they arrive. ]

Is punctuality a virtue? It really ought to be. Honestly. Attention! If I could have your attention, please! There is very important information to be imparted here today, so your attention would really be appreciated! Most appreciated!

[OOC: if you have IRC, joining #raqia on the lunarnet server is helpful, but not required ]

foreveralawn

Who: Everyone
When: Day 3, morning
Where: 1st floor cafeteria
What: pressing concerns of a nutritional nature

[Quinn is in the cafeteria, in a staring contest with her daily apple. There is a sad gurgle from her stomach.]

How long d-does it take a garden to g-grow stuff anyway...

[Maybe it's time for everyone to touch base on how food efforts are coming along?? Or about other things. Whatever your hearts fancy.]

((OOC: Open mingle for everyone!! I'll be tagging around after a nap.))

fallenature

Who: Intrepid amnesiac explorers
When: Day 2, Afternoon
Where: The park
What: Probably not lions and tigers and bears. Probably.

[ For those that chose to head to where their maps indicated the park stood, you'd see calling it a "park" is really too kind. Behind a wrought iron gate, everything is overgrown and wild, and you can hear animal noises coming from deeper within, barking and rustling of greenery.

There's a hand-print set into a brick end-post, the same type as the ones that open the way into the individual team dorms. A section of gate should swing open to allow you passage, if you choose to proceed.

Do you? ]

paintwithallthecolors

Who: anyoneeee
When: Day 2, morning
Where: GREENHOUSE
What: GREENHOUSE MINGLE

[ Erelim busting in to check the place out ]

paintwithallthecolors

Who: Erelim, maybe... others...
When: Day 1, post-game
Where: Erelim
What:

[ so like the moment they get through the door into the dorms Garnet is latching onto Antares's hand and slumping face first against his shoulder ]

opening_act

Who: Those that answer the call
When: Day 1, Evening
Where: The arena
What: The first game

[ It's been some hours since Exael vanished, presumably to confer with Lord Metatron. There hasn't been much reason to stick around the empty area, unless you were concerned with missing her return.

As it turns out, there was no reason to worry. The loud blasts of trumpet herald her entrance, and for a moment, the arena is dark.

When the lights go up, a stage has appeared in the center of the arena. Exael stands upon in, in her human form, and behind her are boxes, numbered one through eight. She calls out with her voice magnified to carry easily through the arena. ]

Step right up, step right up! Now begins, the first act of redemption! As soon as all our participants from the audience have filed in, we shall begin our show!

[OOC: If you have IRC, it would be helpful if you could join #Raqia on the lunarnet server!]

opening_act

Who: Anyone
When: Day 1, Afternoon
Where: The Arena
What: With any luck, answers.

[ You've met each other, and at least some of the confused amnesiacs have ventured out into the closest thing the sealed city has to open air, outside the dormitory building they woke in. The arena loomed large, the biggest landmark the city had to offer, and at some elected to explore the large building.

For those that didn't, the grand flash of light that fills the streets, coming from the direction of the Arena may call attention to it.

For those already there, the blinding light that suddenly blazed into existence is impossible to miss, pure and bright. If they closed their eyes reflexively, they may not notice, but the observant might notice that the flash left no afterimage on their closed eyelids. For those with their eyes left open, they will find the light doesn't hurt, or diminish their vision when they look away, though they still have difficulty seeing into that burning core.

Not long after, the light starts to dim. At the core of it, a mass of brilliant wings, too numerous to count keeps itself aloft in a constant whirr of motion and feathers. Or— maybe that's wrong, in certain moments there are no pure white feathers but stripped musculature, raw and writhing, with far too many eyes hidden amongst the folds.

Will you approach? ]

raqiamods

Who: Everyone
When: Day 1, Morning
Where: The Dorms
What: It begins.

[ it's morning, and though there's no shrill of an alarm or sunlight streaming in through windows, you've all just woken up. probably. That would account for why you seem to be in bed, and why you don't remember doing anything before this. It must have been a nice restful sleep.

in this room you don't recognize.

. . . actually, maybe the reason you don't remember doing anything isn't related to having just woken up at all. if you search your mind, you'll find your recollection totally blank.

Maybe you should get up and find out what's going on ]

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