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INTRO LOG
Who: Everyone
What: First intro log ever. Welcome to Tortuga!
When: Upon characters' arrivals.
Where: Tortuga: The jungle, the town, the docks, the beach.
Warnings: It's Tortuga. There are prostitutes and pirates and a bunch of losers from somewhere else entirely. If something needs to be warned for, let me know and I'll edit it in.

ARRIVAL: When you come to, you're surrounded by tropical forest that's thick enough to make the whole clearing look like late afternoon, though it's impossible to tell what time of day it is in reality. There are the sounds of strange animals and birds from every direction, and to one side the land starts sloping steeply upward. No matter how you try, there's no way to scale it: You'll slide back down, or those with the powers of flight will find themselves tethered to the earth. In fact, the longer you stand in this clearing, the more you feel the pull to turn from that steep slope and walk in the other direction. Which is wise; this jungle is full of things that would probably like to eat you.
TORTUGA: While Tortuga usually believes in the addage "there's no such thing as a free lunch", after an assortment of strange-looking characters start emerging from the jungle, looking like a disoriented group of greenhorns, some enterprising soul is staking his livelihood on you newcomers to either have something good to trade or remember that he did you a good turn down the road after you stumbled out of the jungle. He shoos the locals and pirates away, but near the edge of town closest to the jungle where you emerge you'll find a nice set up with food and booze, if you want it. Seriously, there's no catch. Just remember him when you come back into port again, will you?
Elsewhere, there are plenty of employment opportunities, if you're already thinking that far ahead. Taverns are looking for wenches and cooks, those with carpenter experience are welcome to try down at the docks with the shipwrights, the brothels are, of course, always hiring, and there are no limits to the crews looking for more members. You'll see them, especially, hanging around outside of taverns, dressed in their fanciest getups, boasting about how much money they've pulled in on their last haul, how well they eat, and aren't they dressed so nicely? The captain's inside, go on in and put your name on the articles.
As for lodgings and other assorted things, they're around, but you'll need coin to actually obtain anything. If you've found a job, you'll probably get paid at day (or night's) end, so you're set. Otherwise, the beach is a good place to have a little camping trip, even among all the pirate camps set up. You might even make some friends down there, but check your back for the knife in it come morning. If neither of those suit your fancy, maybe someone who arrived with you and is doing better in the luck department is feeling generous and will let you share theirs. It never hurts to ask around, after all.
There are ships that come and go at all hours, and that's always viable, too. If you have found yourself enough money for passage, some might take you on as a passenger, but since this is a pirate port, the majority are going to expect you to work for it, because you will, after all, be using resources like food. It's good on the job training, with the added bonus of the threat of the different European navies patrolling the waters looking to bag themselves some pirates. Think of it as an adventure.
And of course, there are the big questions of why and how. Why are you here? How are you suddenly in a different time and place? And for God's sake, why are you in a freaking pirate port? While you guys are going to stick out like a group of waddling ducklings if you stick together, here it might be the best plan of action, to see if anyone knows what's going on.
NETWORK: Or you can post a callout on the network in
pyratacodex, if you'd rather not meet and greet. That, maybe, is a good way to get everyone's attention all at once, once you figure out how the mirrors work.
What: First intro log ever. Welcome to Tortuga!
When: Upon characters' arrivals.
Where: Tortuga: The jungle, the town, the docks, the beach.
Warnings: It's Tortuga. There are prostitutes and pirates and a bunch of losers from somewhere else entirely. If something needs to be warned for, let me know and I'll edit it in.

ARRIVAL: When you come to, you're surrounded by tropical forest that's thick enough to make the whole clearing look like late afternoon, though it's impossible to tell what time of day it is in reality. There are the sounds of strange animals and birds from every direction, and to one side the land starts sloping steeply upward. No matter how you try, there's no way to scale it: You'll slide back down, or those with the powers of flight will find themselves tethered to the earth. In fact, the longer you stand in this clearing, the more you feel the pull to turn from that steep slope and walk in the other direction. Which is wise; this jungle is full of things that would probably like to eat you.
TORTUGA: While Tortuga usually believes in the addage "there's no such thing as a free lunch", after an assortment of strange-looking characters start emerging from the jungle, looking like a disoriented group of greenhorns, some enterprising soul is staking his livelihood on you newcomers to either have something good to trade or remember that he did you a good turn down the road after you stumbled out of the jungle. He shoos the locals and pirates away, but near the edge of town closest to the jungle where you emerge you'll find a nice set up with food and booze, if you want it. Seriously, there's no catch. Just remember him when you come back into port again, will you?
Elsewhere, there are plenty of employment opportunities, if you're already thinking that far ahead. Taverns are looking for wenches and cooks, those with carpenter experience are welcome to try down at the docks with the shipwrights, the brothels are, of course, always hiring, and there are no limits to the crews looking for more members. You'll see them, especially, hanging around outside of taverns, dressed in their fanciest getups, boasting about how much money they've pulled in on their last haul, how well they eat, and aren't they dressed so nicely? The captain's inside, go on in and put your name on the articles.
As for lodgings and other assorted things, they're around, but you'll need coin to actually obtain anything. If you've found a job, you'll probably get paid at day (or night's) end, so you're set. Otherwise, the beach is a good place to have a little camping trip, even among all the pirate camps set up. You might even make some friends down there, but check your back for the knife in it come morning. If neither of those suit your fancy, maybe someone who arrived with you and is doing better in the luck department is feeling generous and will let you share theirs. It never hurts to ask around, after all.
There are ships that come and go at all hours, and that's always viable, too. If you have found yourself enough money for passage, some might take you on as a passenger, but since this is a pirate port, the majority are going to expect you to work for it, because you will, after all, be using resources like food. It's good on the job training, with the added bonus of the threat of the different European navies patrolling the waters looking to bag themselves some pirates. Think of it as an adventure.
And of course, there are the big questions of why and how. Why are you here? How are you suddenly in a different time and place? And for God's sake, why are you in a freaking pirate port? While you guys are going to stick out like a group of waddling ducklings if you stick together, here it might be the best plan of action, to see if anyone knows what's going on.
NETWORK: Or you can post a callout on the network in
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While on the one hand, he is highly disturbed at finding himself here, with a tattoo he never asked for in a place he'd really rather not lead a conversation with, there's still something kind of exciting about the whole thing. Maybe this is one of those authentic destination vacations or something.
But he's also been on the lookout for people who...Well. Stand out as badly as he does, so when he spots the woman in the Dick Tracy cosplay with piece of tech that looks like it comes right out of a bad 50s sci-fi movie, he makes his way over.
"So, are you going for the whole futuristic Maltese Falcon look or was that unintentional?"