there's always a lighthouse. there's always a beach party.

[wheremst]

[ Welcome to... a very nice beach, actually! It's very pleasant here. Carmen has set up a couple bonfires, there's some barbecues with meat to cook... and a lot of beach to hang out on! ]

Welcome to California's Pigeon Point Light Station State Park! Between Santa Cruz and San Francisco, just south of Pescadero, this lighthouse gets it's name from the Carrier Pigeon, a ship that wrecked here in 1853! ... Sorry, old habit. Go party. We have the whole place to ourselves. Most everyone here's been through something like this, or knows someone who has. And... the vending machine's bringing in some friends of yours, too.

[ It's a warm late summer night - not too hot for bonfires, but not too chilly that you need to stick by them to survive.

You've made it to the end. There are fellow survivors to meet and commiserate with, friends to meet or catch up with, and... it's over. For those of you returning, it's been about a year since the end of Round 2, and Carmen's gotten the word out to as many people as she can between trying to help this round and tracking down Round 0. If you'd like to play a hostage from the first motive, just know that they will remember it, but it's up to the player in the main round if time has passed since then or not so... it may have been a day or two ago or it may have been months! And hell with it, if you want to play a Round 0 character you suggested back in r1, come talk to us. Why not?

EDIT: Asher has gone to the trouble of making a toplevel directory for anyone intimidated by the number of pages!

Enjoy the last log of Unknown Seas! You've earned it. Love meme will come later tonight in the ooc comm. ]

Comments

[consfound]

The problem is that he sees no issue with this setup! Misfire is likely assuming that everything will turn out for the better even if nothing is done about it!

[He clenches the communicator in his right hand and clicks the button on top with his thumb. Repeatedly.]

And why slugs?

[howveryglib]

...He does seem like he has been extremely lucky over time, at least. The slugs did have some abilities that were somewhat magical in nature...

[consfound]

None of us know how to deal with magic.

[He covers his face with his hands.]

Who did this to him?

[howveryglib]

...Technically he is in this situation because he was brutally murdered, so he is at least in a better situation than being dead.

[consfound]

Then it's his killer's fault.

[The double sin of murdering one of his boys and turning him into a cyborg. Lord Drakkon must pay.]

The murderer is an older human man, I take it. [All he has is a vague description to tell him apart from the dozens of other humans on the beach.]

[howveryglib]

...yes, that would be accurate.

[...he says, as an older human looking (admittedly weirdly tall and with a weird thing in his forehead) male.]

[consfound]

[This old human man seems to like Misfire! He can't be the killer...unless he's good at faking friendships.

Krok decides to proceed with caution.] What is your name?