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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:
Reply to the appropriate toplevel comments for events below. Indicate if a post is a private conversation with "Private" in the subject otherwise all threads should be open to interaction with others. Plan OOCly how you'd like to toss everyone around.
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Honestly, Garrot just made the little emoji to buy himself some Time while he tried to figure out what the actual fuck Gyre had done. If they were hanging out in person, it'd be fine! But they aren't, and he's hellbent on not revealing his identity.
Wait.
A lightbulb moment! If it's getting words and not what he wants, it could be a language problem! Garrot has to be careful not to show his hand, but...
You might need to tell it to recognize more languages. I can tell it to listen for Amarosian, and it'll pay attention when I want to call someone a 《scum-sucking swamp shit》 or whatever else doesn't translate easily.
If you tap the globe on the keyboard, you should be able to select whatever language you want.
And now he waits again. Lucky for him, his loved ones that are, uh, grown adults are more context to text him so they aren't literally fighting with his children over screentime. So he's busy.
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《Thank you. Who are you? I didn't know any of the other knights were Amarosian.》
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《Sorry. I'm not Amarosian, I just know the language. But I think we're in similar circumstances. I don't know if anyone knows my language.》
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He grimaces at his phone unhappily, but he continues the conversation all the same.
《What's your language? I know a couple.》
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《You know, I think I can only talk to other knights on this phone. It's pretty weird to me that you won't just say who you are.》
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Garrot absolutely did not forget. If they got talking about the languages they knew, he probably would though. So a moment later, an image is sent- it's Garrot, looking a bit brooding and pensive and soggy, hoodie covering most of his face. With a Craydon sunset as the backdrop.
《I know the Common tongue, Koskenkorvan, Amarosian, and Faridan, and I can manage with the others. Perks of getting to travel the world to help people. And swears in every language and a lot of regional dialects.》
A beat.
《What languages do you know?》
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It's just after he's decided to continue that the question comes in, and he takes a breath, settling in. They can have a nice conversation. He knows they can.
《The language my mothers taught me, Koskenkorvan, Amarosian. Common. Common and Amarosian sign, most recently. I haven't traveled much, but when I did, I picked up as much as I could. You're Koskenkorvan? Or Faridan?》
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Of course, they get along fine enough now, duh.
《Have you ever even been to Koskenkorva? You don't seem like you'd like the cold much.》
Garrot has his days where he hates the cold up in the north, and he lives there! He also doesn't think Gyre would like wearing a bunch of layers, funny as the idea is to imagine.
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《I didn't. I was stationed there for a few years. The weather is bad.》
He tilts his head, scrolling up to the previous comment. Maybe he can get Garrot talking about his kids instead.
《Is it the same for your other children? You learned their languages for them?》
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But of course, he has to pivot back around to that other topic, the one that got dangled by a single word.
《Stationed? You were a soldier?》
Garrot cannot imagine any other thing that would involve being stationed anywhere, and it never explicitly came up before. Probably because they spend a lot of time bickering.
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《I was. It's one of the ways I learned to fight.》
《Are your kids okay? I heard they announced we were all dead.》
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The fact that the heroes ended up on beaches, all together, made it hard for his kids to believe he was seriously hurt. Not exactly the sort of death anyone would expect Garrot to have. But, as much as Gyre wants to change the subject, Garrot... does not.
《That explains why you don't like being ordered around. My mom was in the military, so I can almost relate.》
You absolutely can not relate, Garrot, these are two separate environments. Points for effort, maybe?
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《I was disgusted by the violence of your institutions long before I was a soldier. A parent's chastising is nothing in comparison.》
Hierarchies are inherently violent to him, and he truly despises every single one he's had to deal with in his time, from school to the military.
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There's a few moments of pause from the otherwise text-chatty Garrot, and then a message pings back up on the screen.
《Is there anything you actually like about life outside wild elf lands?》
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《Our lives are very different. We don't need to relate to work together.》
And right as he hits send the other text comes in. It startles him a little, and he sighs faintly. He does give it some thought at least? He really wracks his brain for something, and finally responds after a minute or two.
《Not much. I've met a few people who are decent enough. I read a good book or two. Everything else just makes me want to go back where it's quiet. Doesn't all this ever just exhaust you?》
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《Of course it does. That's when I go home, or just take my family to our cabin way up north for a break.》 It's not until after he hits send that he remembers Gyre's got some kind of sore spot about his own relatives.
《My "partner" is kinda the same way. Sometimes he's just gone for a week, alone in nature SOMEWHERE. Then he comes back with a new trophy for his wall and a ton of meat.》
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《That sounds right. I often wonder if you all only like this because you've built up a tolerance for it. Sounds like he doesn't have quite the callus for it that you do.》
He rereads the message and this time his eyes land on a word he missed the first time. He tilts his head, curious.
《What do you mean by trophy?》
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Garrot has absolutely gone stir-crazy in the woods before. Not his proudest moments. Now he just brings a few books. And a backup phone battery.
《You know like heads mounted on walls, taxidermy, rugs, keychains...
He made me a fuzzy cloak once!》
A few moments later, Garrot's sent over a picture someone took of him, easily over a decade younger. Naturally, he's wearing a cloak made of a heavily furred, slightly blood-spattered mammal. The upper jaw and neck serve as the hood, and the forepaws have strings installed so he can tighten it around him like a hug.
Knight Garrot has never looked close to as happy as he does in this single photo. There might even be a tear in his eye.
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Buildings don't grow up out of the ground. Nature does. People belong in nature. I used to think cities were the entire reason your societies are so sick.》
He's about to continue when the picture pops up. It takes him a second to realize what's happening, and then he spends awhile squinting and processing what this picture is. It makes his chest hurt to see how happy Garrot is here, but then he's examining the skin and the text. Wrinkling his nose. How unpleasant.
《Why is there blood still on it? Andwhy would he put a head on a wall? Doesn't it smell bad?》
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Garrot may or may not have train-of-thought rambled his way through that. In fact, his guy's tendency to invite the Monkey Knight over solely to help him remove the carcass of a giant monster from a freezer is... well, it's super creepy and Garrot doesn't want to dwell on it. He'll deal with people, not beasts, thank you very much.
So instead, he shifts back to nature and society.
《But some buildings are made out of natural products and some coexist with nature! Plus, plants creep up all the time and the rats are huge, so nature adapts!》 Garrot's absolutely trying to plead with stubborn, grumpy Gyre to see the bright side. Or maybe it's just, what's the word, rationalizations? He's a city slicker, he's way out of his element, and definitely not nervously trying to overcompensate...
《Remind me to show you some pictures of my old monastery when we hang out again, they're nice.》
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His mouth twists slightly when this poor city slicker tries to rationalize things to him. He actually shakes his head slightly, sighing at this man.
《I didn't say anything about buildings. It's cities that are the problem. A little grass between the cement is not the same as a forest. You must know that, right? That's why you're offering your monastery over whatever city you live in?》
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Honestly, Garrot's just trying to make jokes and mostly steer away from talking about taxidermy. So gross, so creepy, such soulless eyes.
《I offered the monastery because they're surrounded by nature and enjoy meditation and stuff. You'd probably like them. I didn't offer up my city because it's cold and loud and bright, which is the opposite of the woods you've lived in.》
Garrot is, of course, trying to appeal to what Gyre knows, rather than drag him kicking and screaming out of his comfort zone. But, there's a joke that needs to be made.
《You should be glad cities attract so many people, otherwise you'd never get any peace and quiet!》
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《The ass is sweet but thighs are more to my taste.》
Is he still talking about things he eats? Did he pick up the flirt Garrot laid down? Who knows! Gyre is certainly curious how he'll respond. God knows he was called a weird cannibal a couple times forty years ago, and he has no idea how times have changed.
Either way, it means he's in a lighter mood then he might otherwise be for these last couple texts. While he truly doesn't understand Garrot's need to defend his gross, nasty city, he's at least taking it more charitably then he might otherwise.
《I'd take a more populated wild for a little less suffering. The world is vaster then your cities make it seem.》
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《Not everyone wants to leave what they know. You seem to like your woods just fine, you know? Plus if people spread out more, wouldn't they use more resources over more space?》
Garrot knows that a perk of denser populations is that it's easier for more people to get access to more things. He's also not any kind of economist or anthropologist or anything like that so he's really winging it. The Monkey Knight doesn't want to ruin the fun rhythm they have going, so instead...
《Okay but can we talk about breasts? There's just so much to sink your teeth into!》
Not even Garrot knows if they're talking about body parts or cuts of meat anymore.
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This is to say, he lets that thread go for now, and after several minutes, he finally responds.
《Not always my favorite, but I've had a nice pair or two in my time.》
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So he breathes a long and deep sigh of relief when Gyre responds. Garrot dodged taxidermy, Gyre dodged the relationship between societies and nature. Considering they're kind of figuring out each other's boundaries as they go, this isn't as bad as it could be! So Garrot is proud of them both.
《Gotta find the right ones, buddy! Maybe we can go shopping sometime?》
Honestly, the thoughts of taking Gyre into a market to buy a bunch of meat or taking him to a populated place to window shop the attractive people is... great. Entertainment with bonding and all that good stuff. That said, he isn't going to completely forget that abrupt pause, or how being honest helped him out with Gyre the night before.
《And I'm sorry if I pissed you off with what I said. I wasn't trying to be mean.》
It's almost like Garrot can more easily slip out of his boisterous bravado when he's not in-person.
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