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pajamabox2019-06-16 05:25 pm
wizardseason) wrote in pajamabox2019-06-16 05:25 pm
Day 3: Evening
Evening: 5:00pm - Midnight
[ IRL Timeframe: June 16th toNo matter when the heroes defeated their monsters, or when the sixth monster was defeated and there were none left, everyone will be treated to an unfortunately familiar feeling. The world of the past will fade, slowly at first but gradually increasing in pace until they pass out to blackness.
Everyone will wake up on a beach, and not a beach in the town their residence is in. Looks like everyone will need to take the train back home or go for a really, really long walk.
More unsettling than that is that every hero will either have a decent suntan or a mild sunburn. Social media is abuzz with comments about the island "going still" and the knights "dead on the beaches". There are reports that all twelve knights and the princess were all defeated at the same time and left on the beaches as an advertisement that the world was over this year.
Naturally, the heroes will realize that they are not, in fact, dead. Better do some damage control, there. Anyone who tried to make any recordings in the past will find that the files are corrupted and unavailable. Looks like whatever happened is going to... stay in the past.
The heroes who are due for an evening visit in the Princess' Dream Citadel or in The Wizard's House will arrive there the moment they sleep.
The Weather
- Warmer than yesterday.
- 77°F / 25°C
- Everyone's in a bit of a panic!
Prompts:
- 05:00pm Beach Wake-up Call: Every hero will wake up laying on the wet sand of the beach. There's waves gently lapping at them, waking them up slowly from their abrupt return from the past. Everyone will feel a little groggy and their clothes will be uncomfortably crusted in sand. Here's to hoping that saltwater and sand will wash out? Make sure to remove the little crabs that have started crawling over you!
- 5:00pm, Craydon: The residents of Craydon are all safely at home up the mountain by now. The only people still lingering around the Craydon beaches are fishermen working to prepare for their sunset runs. The offshore cages aren't going to empty themselves, after all! Fortunately this means they have, and can offer, blankets and hot drinks while they're heading out. It's not much, but they're here to help. At least the heroes are hopefully not alone?
- 5:00pm, Bamborough: The residents of Bamborough are really just the locals, concerned for the future of the world and of the heroes. Instead of waking up alone, they'll find little boxes of dry towels and bottled water beside them. Looks like the residents were pretty sure they were going to wake up at some point because they've left little kits to help them wake up with. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. The boardwalks of Bamborough are empty, with not a single soul out and about. The local shops, though, are pretty much business as usual. They'll immediately bustle in excitement when the heroes show themselves. Also: Free showers near the beach boardwalks! Better get all that crusty sand cleaned off.
- 5:00pm, Far Haven: The city of Far Haven is simultaneously the most cold and impersonal and the most immediately helpful. Each hero in Far Haven will wake up with a little walkie talkie beside them. If they pick it up and reach out, they'll be immediately told to come to the Far Haven hospital for immediate medical assistance. Once there, they'll be offered a free shower, water, hydration, a medical checkup, and a free coupon for the Craydon hot springs. There are even little kits set out for the knights in other towns. But... there's no one to bring them to the other towns, whoops. Guess they're carry-out only?
- 5:35pm onward, Train station(s): The train has a pretty reliable schedule for the evening, ending in Far Haven at 11:25pm. One way or another, the train is going to be how your hero makes their way back home to sleep for the night. Will the ride be uneventful, or will it be spent with others?
• Bamborough: 6:45pm, 8:30pm, 10:15pm.
• Craydon: 7:20pm, 9:05pm, 10:50pm.
• Far Haven: 6:10pm, 7:55pm, 9:40pm, 11:25pm.- 6:00pm, Bamborough: In the outdoor seating area of Slyder's Wizard Sliders, a Wizard-themed burger restaurant in the most touristy area of Bamborough near the waterfront, the Wizard herself is seated at one of the tables under a big umbrella. Despite the big umbrella, she's still wearing her massive hat: Double shade from the setting sun. Sitting on the table is a small wizard-themed drink with little lightning bolts sticking out of the blue liquid.
- 8:00pm, Far Haven: Social media is quick to add the #wizardsighting hashtag to posts made by officers at the police station in Far Haven. The Wizard is seated up on the rooftop ledge of the police station, legs dangling over the third floor edge, surrounded by fireflies sparkling in the night. All a hero has to do is tell an officer they'd like to go up to talk to the Wizard and they'll be escorted to the elevator to the roof. Up you go, heroes!
Procedure:
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The arms come back down to his sides, and that fierce grin is met with a coy little smirk from Garrot. "But if you need your ass to fight, you must've picked up some new tricks."
Yep, he's dad-joke word-twisting you with the most literal interpretation, Haizea. And this doctor looks very pleased with himself now, like he wasn't just fretting his nerves to death a minute prior.
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When he takes her to Dad Joke City, she barks out a laugh in spite of herself before deciding to go with it.
"Oh, you got no idea what my ass can do. Not yet, at least," she says lightly with a shrug and a slight eyebrow waggle.
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"So you have some weird Ass Magic as a last resort? Makes me wonder..." Garrot raises an eyebrow at Haizea, and his mouth is somewhere between a smirk and a goofy grin. "...has your ass ever killed a man? Y'know, or a woman, whatever." He chuckles and just shakes his head. "I mean, what if a monster has a Weapon of Ass Destruction?" Of course, his nerves do find a way to creep back in. These aren't stakes that someone can realistically prepare for, sadly.
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“After all, ass don’t kill people; people kill people!” she laughs at her own joke at this point, unable to keep a straight-ish face at the concept of Booty = Guns much longer. “Though I guess in our case we just kill monsters, but I’d rather keep my ass outta our dealins’ with them.”
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"Do you think we could beat a monster if, say, seven of me sat on one?" That is, it's worth noting, over one ton of Garrot. "I mean, worst case I just hold it down, right?" The tone in his voice will imply that he's actually kind of asking a serious question. Why is he like this?
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"I guess it depends on the size of the monster. And what it's made of? Some of these fuckers seem to bust open like balloons once they take enough damage. If it's one like that then probably it would only take one of your butts to take it down."
Why is she entertaining his bizarrely serious question? Why not!!!!