Inertia

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@LazyEgg

Don't taint my not-so innocent boy Jack, he is a very precious bloody cinnamon roll that will not be adulterated.

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@Maxx

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A handful of sharp-shaped objects were slung towards him, quills- Cacti Quills. On reflex, Jake cut open his left palm and as soon as the blood oozed out, he formed a small barrier that caught the onslaught of quills. As soon as they were caught, they began to sizzle under his bloods corrosive properties. And with the last crackle of the quills his blood began to recede back into the wound, which was than promptly closed. He eyed the cautionary eyes of the man, who most likely attacked because of the surprise he had given the man. Well it was Jack's fault so he wouldn't blame him for that.

He looked all over the man, each hair turning into a razor. Interesting powers indeed he thought, likening the man to a cactus-wolverine. Except with the blades skewn all over his body. It was effective in giving off an intimidating pressure so that was a plus for him.

"Rule number one, kid,"

He said in a hoarse, rough voice,

"Don't sneak up on anybody. It's a great way to get a faceful of something awful nasty."

"Yeah, I got that." Jack scoffed, "I'll be more careful next time around."

"Site Borea is that way, kid. It's a pretty short walk. Just follow the river down. It's hard to miss."

Another quill cracked out of his forearm, into a tree about South-East of Jake. The man pointed in a direction where one could hear the soft flow of water easily audible throughout the trees. You could even crinkle your nose to smell the fresh air that one would associate with a riverside.

"Thanks for the invaluable information!" Jake said sincerely, which was slightly, even if his voice did sound slightly sarcastic, he did bow his head, "Glad you weren't one of the mad dwellers that would've tried to hold me up for the nil supplies I owned, or something. Again, many thanks."

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After saying that he turned towards the direction he was pointed too and sauntered slowly, his hands in his pockets. He took in the scenery of the island, given the circumstances of him being placed in this place, it wasn't too bad. The air in the forest, while damp, was alot better than the place he was basically shoved into by Adelon. The skies were a nice shade of blue, a shade of blue that many people would liken to a nice, warm day where one could take a sweet nap. As sad as it was, it wasn't time for embracing the pleasant embrace of sleep, Jack had to gather his bearings and set up some sort of foothold. He planned to get information of all the 'Sites', as scantily mentioned by the officers earlier. In the long run he wanted to have a stable-ish home, and some reputation where he would be 'feared' and not many would try to approach him to steal his supplies or something.

Whilst thinking of those things and admiring the layout of the land, he come across the Site... Atleast Jack thinks he did. There was a signpost or 'board' that basically looked like it would fall apart at any moment, with even some pieces of wood hanging desperately. On the sign it simply read 'Site Borea.' Behind the signs were about three areas. One looked to be an office of sorts, another resembled some sort of headquarters and the last area seemed to be housing. He guessed that 'Site Borea' was the nucleus of this island before it all went to shit.

There appeared to be a-many people strewn about. Most were simply lazing about, "Heh, my kinda people." Jake joked silently. Others were conversing with each other. The placed appeared to be the most populated, as this was where majority were directed to by the high-ranks of Adelon. It appeared safe-ish enough to walk around, Jake would've asked for general information of the island from the populace had there not been a giant map in the open. The map was certainly not in pristine shape, given that there were many remarks on each of the sites, well, it was to be expected.

He tries to burn the memory of the map into his mind, but that wasn't going to work. Instead he looked and asked for some basic enmities like a piece of paper and a pencil/pen. And after being rudely denied by a few, one scoffed at him and threw one piece of yellowed out paper and half a pencil. Glad I didn't have to use my blood or something, well, if I needed to I probably would've huh were the words that passed through his mind before off-handedly thanking the hesitant man.

Walking back on the island, he jotted down the simple outline of the map, marking each of sites noted and even drawing simple landmarks like the trees, odd shapes/rocks and the like. It wasn't pixel perfect but it would suffice if he were to ever get lose. He remembered a chinese proverb; Better to be prepared than dead, or something like that. Was it even Chinese, or a proverb? Well whatever. On the back of the map he noted down what the prisoners roughly scribbled on the once immaculate map;

Small notes/descriptions given by the the ever loving prisoners

(White for the prisoner notes, red for Jack's own thoughts)

Site Aber -
"Free housing.", with a crudely written "Each night one bang, male or female ;)" on the upper-right side of it,

Free housing does sound promising, even alluring but the rates do seem a bit too high for my tastes, maybe a movie and dinner would first suffice~ hmm

Site Borea -
"Yer here you fuckwit."

Gosh, I didn't quite know that, thanks for the information.

Site Durahe -
"The bellends here defend their castle like constipated knights."

Huh, so it's some sort of fortified castles for diarrhetic-prisoners, intersting.

Site Haeda -
"Some free and good Kush here."

While people do appreciate a good high, but being inebriated whilst in the island with these not-so sane prisoners would be the last thing on my mind.

Site Odot -
"Single bellend claims whole area, susceptible to killing."

Sounds lovely, maybe if I want to entertain the sweet release of death I'd think of coming there... I'm also beginning to notice how British this sign is.

Site Praxum -
"FreakZ go here."

Sounds like some band, have the prisoners made a band and claimed a site?

Site Vidan -
"FORT ASSHOLE."

I don't know what to think about this one, maybe people are 'assholes' there or something. Maybe.

He amused himself, finishing up the notes on each Site. The notes atleast gave, albeit a very rough. idea of which areas are friendly- to a degree, and which areas steer clear of. He was surprised it wasn't just unintelligent garble, Jake supposed he was lucky. It was apparent that Site Borea was some sort of safe-zone, a zone of mutual peace. Otherwise he would expect these prisoners to be at each others throat, so Jake sighed in relief. However he didn't expect there to be this sort of treaties in other zones, given their notes, hell even the excursions in-between zones would be rife with danger.

He leaned back against a wall, resting a little since the trek here was a bit lengthy, and conversing with these steel-eyed prisoners does wear on you. Maybe he would take a break and wait for some sort of event to pop up.

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@Zelosse
Damn rest up man, heal up.

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@Maxx

Lmfao, I like the top-bantz.

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@JunkMail

So, most likely, what would the average knowledge people would know. Like if you just walked up to some random person, given that they're nice enough, how much information would they uhh know?

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@SepticGentleman

Ahh I see that's cool! Thanks.

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@SepticGentleman@JunkMail@Maxx

Sorry I have to bother you guys with another question;
Say if a guy were to ask around for information in Site Borea, what kinda depth of information can he get.

Like a scant description of all the sites or maybe even a map of the island showing the locations of the sites?

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@JunkMail

Hey Junk, in your post, you mentioned yourself xd.

Sum up your week in roleplaying in just 3 words

So damned slow.

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@Maxx

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The air around the vessel transporting them to 'No-Man's land' was agitatedly nervous. Almost all the prisoners were edgy and irritable, as even crossing their glances would either result in an animalistic growl, an irate glare or they just tersely looked away in skittishness. Unfriendly, unfriendly thought one of the prisoners, his back lazily leaning against the walls of the ship. He had a bored look on his face, as if the ship was just stuffy and overcrowded, which it was. He didn't have the perplexion of a prisoner being basically exiled to death on a famously dangerous island- Arkos.

Jake was one of the few prisoners that had a look of apathy. Well, it isn't to be unexpected as he did willingly give himself up, and he was given... slightly better treatment since he didn't fight back and simply complied, letting them whisk him away on their magic ride. A long yawn bequeath the young man's mouth, his eyes looking idly on the two men who looked important. Even then Jack was only half-listening to them. He had also discovered that his powers were being suppressed somehow, which were most likely the work of the rather fashionable neck brace they were wearing.

It seems like the explanation was nearing the end, with an insult to end with. Much like a cherry on top, Jack found it slightly humerous. The explanation were shallow... at best. It gave the prisoners a rough understanding of the island and its locations, somehow Jack knew they just got complacent and lazy, so he would have to gather information from the island-dwellers themselves. Something Jack wasn't exactly comfortable with, he figures some of them wouldn't be ballistic crazy, but there would certainly be more than a few.

When the ship opened the floodgates towards Arkos, everyone dashed madly towards the light of desolation. To avoid being pushed and potentially stampeded on, Jack stayed back for a little while, much like waiting for people to leave the movie theater. He was soon being rudely pushed out by one of the officers, and found himself down on the sand. The clamps on his arm and neck came off as soon as the ship left. Rubbing his wrists tenderly he looked around at the bewildered island-mates. Lastly, he grabbed a piece of razor he had embedded in his left skin and cut his index finger, the blood swirled around, akin to a dog happy to see it's master. "Powers are back, great." he mumbled before closing off the cut.

The callous and heavy-breathing around him was starting to get on Jack's nerves. Being useless and neurotic won't help anyone, but he kept his mouth tightly shut as he remembered the site- Site Borea, or something. He looked around, past the disconcerted crowd and saw a lone figure up on the trees. Heh, straight outta a novel Jake thought with a half-grimace. He looked rather experienced so the question of where the site was may be answered. He jogged up to him, noticing his greenish hue of skin- almost plantlike. Jake actually almost missed him had it not for his shifting movements. What a peculiar man, he certainly had caught the curiosity of Jack.

"Hello, fellow not-so indigenous, and hopefully non-hostile islander!" Jake called out, a small smile etched on his face to appear 'friendly', and a full-handed wave that almost looked to be in jeer, "Would'ya mind pointing out the general direction of 'Site Boreas', was it? Seems like you're in a rush to leave, so answer me this and I'll get out of your hair."

Arkos - [If you like the sound of superhumans fighting paramilitary troopers on a large jungle island, then this game's for you.]

@SepticGentleman

Uh sorry but can I request for another selfish concern of mine.
May you please put the Site's on the first/main post of the OOC, as later on I wouldn't wanna sift through the pages to find em?

Oh and getting a post up soon.