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Hope RP ([personal profile] wizardseason) wrote in [community profile] pajamabox2019-11-13 07:35 pm

Day 6: "Monster Arrival"

Afternoon: 12:00noon - Evening

[ IRL Timeframe: November 13th - November 20th December 4th, 2019 ]

Following the events of the morning, with the Wizard and Protector locked in a heated duel, Gyre has paved forward with his plan to gather all the heroes to show them something. Be proud of him, he texted EVERYONE!

The fight between the two powerful entities continues, they won’t be joining anyone just yet. Sxicq, meanwhile, is… somewhere. No one really kept tabs on them, even social media has lost sight of them.

Monster Arrival: Far Haven: No one! Six is preparing to “arrive” in the evening.


The Weather

  • Clear with a few clouds.
  • 52°F / 11°C
  • Bring your heater, the chill continues!


Prompts:

  • 12:30pm Mounain, General Post:

    I.
    Gyre arrives early to the main hiking trail at the base of the mountain. There’s a big sign advertising where it starts, and he sits against one of the legs of the sign. His legs are neatly folded, his arms crossed over his chest. As people begin to arrive, he greets each of them, standing after a second or third has arrived.

    Once they’re all gathered, he raises a hand to get everyone’s attention. “Is this everyone?” he asks, clearly counting heads. A flicker of angst crosses his face as he realizes how much smaller they look without Rory and Web and Gail. As he counts, he realizes Zafika and Joanna are missing as well. He wasn’t able to talk to either of them, so he supposes he’s not surprised, but there is a little bubbling concern in his chest. He’ll have to address it later.

    He waves at the lot of them once he’s done counting, gesturing for them to follow, “We’re going to the top. I’m going to move quickly so we can get back down before dark. If you need help, ask me. Rely on each other,” is all he says before he turns and heads up the trail.

    The ground is worn enough to make the climb relatively easy, but it’s still climbing a mountain. How is everyone taking it? It’s a long trip. There’s time to catch up now that they’re all together again.

    II.
    This is the top of the mountain. When the heroes arrive, they’ll find Five and Ten seated at a small foldable table playing cards. Five is wearing jeans and a black hoodie with a computer error screen printed on it. She looks at the group of heroes arriving, giving a small wave once she’s seen some familiar faces-- but she immediately moves to hide behind Ten when she sees Luka.

    Ten, meanwhile, is wearing a shirt with a picture of himself wearing a shirt with a picture of himself wearing a shirt-- you get the idea. How did he pull that off? The shirt is printed with a picture of him here, on the top of the mountain, outside this cliff door. Did he plan for this? He gives a wave at the group, greeting them with a Microsoft Sam voiced phone message:

    All around me are familiar faces. Ha ha, hello.

    Did he just reference a song? He definitely did. That was definitely “Mad World” by Jary Gules.

  • 12:30pm Onward: Mountain, The Mountain Cave Entrance:

    When the heroes decide to descend into the cavern, what they’ll find is a strangely winding corridor that’s barely lit at all. The ceiling is rarely higher than six feet, sometimes shrinking down to four feet and even three feet near the bottom, and most of its length is only wide enough for two people to fit through. The floor is slick with water, the slope of it acting as the perfect place for water to drain into from above. This means the descent is cramped, dark, and slightly slippery.

    Good luck, heroes.

    The corridor suddenly opens up at the bottom into a wide-open cavern, the walls spreading out too far in every direction and disappearing into the darkness of the cavern. The walkway into the space narrows as it crosses over a massive pit that surrounds a central circular platform. There aren’t any other walkways leading to the middle.

    The circular platform in the center has twenty-seven metal rings that make up the floor, smaller ones in the middle surrounded by one massive ring around the outside. It'd take a lot of counting to see the 27 rings but, believe me, they're there. What the heroes will be able to spot, though, is that a few of the rings on the floor are rotating very, very slowly. It would be easy to miss, but once noticed it’s clear that there are exactly ten rings moving and seventeen that are not.

    Surrounding the center platform are twenty-seven raised platforms in a big circle around the center. Floating above four in a row are bright yellow blobs with one, two, and three eyes respectively. The fourth and fifth have the slain bodies of Four and Five. Four is wearing the game show garb they’d worn on the day of their games. Five is wearing a set of heavy black robes, not the assassin garb she’d worn on her day. The other side has five occupied platforms each with knights floating in them. Web, with Aqrisqi floating above them. Rory, with Sefaq floating above her. Gail, with Giqra floating above him. Joanna, with Fius floating above her. Zafika, with Muraj floating above them.

    Wait. When were Joanna and Zafika defeated? Both of them have a single red mark above where their hearts are like they’d each been stabbed with a blade.

    Five and Ten have followed everyone down to this room, looks like they’ll be able to answer questions… maybe? But everyone knows that neither the Wizard nor the Protector will be here, they’re still fighting up on the island’s beach.




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.



Activity Check: November 2019

[ IRL Timeframe: November 1st - November 31st, 2019 ]
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[personal profile] scandeled 2019-11-18 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
This room.

This room is awful. It would be awful enough if it weren't for the fact that she slipped and fell right on her bottom in the stupid passageway- her clothes and perfect white gloves are both dirty. But to stand in the middle, with everyone else like this... And-- Rory, Gail, Zafika. She hates this room. She wants her friends down here, with her. She wants more than anything to teleport away from here, but she can't, not with everyone else in the same awful place.

She's never been one to hold back on her sorrow. It shouldn't be too surprising to hear the weeping that's coming from her. This was all supposed to be an adventure- pretend. It's become all too real.
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[personal profile] tropicalstorm 2019-11-18 07:03 am (UTC)(link)
Haizea draws a sharp intake of breath as she comes up next to Matilda, letting out a low hissing sound as she does. This is awful. Zafika... Hadn't they promised to look out for each other? What happened to them??

But she's distracted from her own feelings by Matilda's weeping, and fishes around in her jacket pocket. She finds a paper napkin from the cafe she went to earlier and hands it to Matilda silently, giving her one gentle clap on the shoulder.
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[personal profile] scandeled 2019-11-24 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
She wouldn't notice the napkin if it weren't for the clap on her shoulder- it's enough to make her peek up to see who it is. She gives a hard sniff, choking on snot and tears as she attempts to give Haizea a blubbery smile.

It fails. Severely.

"T-theres... so... many--" She sobs.

[personal profile] daddykong 2019-11-20 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Garrot is maybe a little on the larger side, so he made sure to go last through the passageway. He'd managed to piece together that Matilda fell, but the lack of alarm from the others kept him from worrying too much. But by the time he's finally made it into the room, and this bizarre, circular platform, he doesn't have too much time to process things. You see...

Matilda Hamilton is crying.

His strides toward her are composed and confident while his eyes dart around the room, around his allies, current and... floating. Web. Rory. Gail. Joanna. Zafika. Wounds near two of their hearts. He wants to cry, to scream, to get answers, but whatever answers he gets won't change the fact that Matilda Hamilton is crying. So in those last steps, he finishes unbuttoning his dress shirt and pulls it off of his body. Don't worry, he's wearing something underneath, he's no savage.

"I..." Garrot's voice is trying for compassion, but it's decidedly more hollow. Like he's been in her shoes before. But he takes a moment to put one hand on her shoulder while the other offers her his shirt. She can turn it into a tissue, something to bury her face into and scream, whatever she needs it to be. "I'm so sorry."
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[personal profile] scandeled 2019-11-24 09:22 pm (UTC)(link)
If she didn't have her eyes clenched shut as if it might shut off the tears that way, she may have pointed out that the something underneath makes him potentially more of a savage than having nothing else. She's distracted by her own sorrow and tears, though, so she doesn't mention it, not even when she turns her head upwards when he speaks up.

She takes the shirt from him, staring blankly at it, like what is she supposed to do with this? But it's better to look at than her friends floating bodies, so she focuses on that while she continues to cry. "S-so many..."

[personal profile] daddykong 2019-12-02 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
Matilda seems more than a little shell-shocked. Maybe a handkerchief would've been better? But her makeup is probably already ruined. So rather than worry about that, he squats down a bit so he's more on her level, but that hand is still there.

"I know it hurts, but..." The compassion is there, but it's exhausted and very lacking, because he's still dealing with it himself. Joanna and then Zafika of all people, they're just... gone? No heroic moment, just... stabbed in the heart, just like that? What the fuck?!

"We gotta make sure there aren't any more, okay?" The words come easily, honeyed with parental instinct and warmth and an unspoken confidence that he'll keep her safe. "They wouldn't want that." The grief sucks, and Garrot's glad he's got years of medical experience bottling his emotions, because he's definitely gonna need some alone time later.
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[personal profile] silentwords 2019-11-23 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
Seth is a mixed bag of sorrow, misery and a burning desire to know what the fuck is going on.

He had barely met Web, but the rest he'd interacted with properly and they'd all been so nice to him...especially Zafika. Seeing them there is painful shock, like someone had just stabbed him with a knife.

He doesn't make a sound because he can't, as there are tears falling down his face, that otherwise looks strangely unaffected. It's a strange look for sure. Like he wants to bawl his eyes out but doesn't know how?

Shakily, he types without looking: "What thhe actual hell?"
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[personal profile] scandeled 2019-11-30 12:49 am (UTC)(link)
Matilda's doing enough bawling for the both of them, at least. She tries to be strong once Seth types out his exclamation, rubbing at her face frantically and making the most bizarre expression ever as she tries to hold back her hiccups and cries.

"I--- I know. It's so awful..."
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[personal profile] eutychia 2019-11-24 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
If Luka had thought ascending the mountain was a miserable affair, navigating this cavern was enough to make him miss the simplicity, dryness, and the open air of hiking. Luka manages to keep the majority of his complaints and curses internalized, but no doubt a few slipped out on the way down. Who's idea was it to come here again?!

When the group reaches the wide area containing the platform, Luka breathes an audible sigh of relief. The horrific sight of their allies bodies is spared from him, naturally.

"Is this it?" He asks aloud, to no one in particular. "Please tell me this is it."

But then the reactions of his companions start to come in. Something here was clearly wrong here.

"Hey..." Luka starts, cautiously. "What is it? What's here?"
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[personal profile] eutychia 2019-11-30 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
"Suspended?" Luka can't quite imagine the scene that must be in front of him. He quells a sense of frustration growing in him -- he absolutely hated being slow on the uptake in situations like this.

'Suspended'. It could mean a lot of things, but based on Matilda's crying, he's going to assume it's a rather gruesome sight that he is perhaps lucky to be spared.

"Wait, five?" He asks again, piecing together Ten's information slowly. Sure, some of their team had been AWOL. He knew, likely, that a few had probably been captured by the Wizard. He didn't think they would be... 'defeated', as Ten put it. "Are they dead?!"
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[personal profile] eutychia 2019-12-01 12:02 am (UTC)(link)
"When did... what happened?" Luka asks desperately, not sure if Ten even has the answers. He doesn't need a response or expect one. "We've done everything right. How did this happen?"

He feels an urge to get closer, to inspect the scene in the few ways he can. Luka wants to know everything about whatever this all is. But his uncertainty of his own surroundings stops him from making any movements, and he's left with only questions.

"Did the Wizard do this to them? What's the purpose of having the bodies on display?"

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[personal profile] sustainer 2019-11-25 05:14 pm (UTC)(link)
This is not what he expected. He's seen some of them before, of course. He's been resigned to the fact a few of them had died already since he first saw this room. He wanted to come here, and explain everything. He wanted everyone to have the same information so they could work together.

Instead, he sees two new bodies there and his eyes snap to Zafika. He takes a deep breath in through his nose, holds it for a moment. His face is completely blank, his eyes only widening very slightly as he takes in what this means. They're dead? They're dead. Five of them are dead and one of them is Zafika.

Without a sound or a comment otherwise, he turns away from the group and walks back up the way they came. He's out of here. There's about thirty seconds to stop him before he's gone.
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[personal profile] scandeled 2019-11-30 12:54 am (UTC)(link)
Matilda's been crying-- but when she catches Gyre's movements out of the corner of her eye, it's enough to make her stop being as theatric as she had been before. There's still tears, but she knows he probably doesn't appreciate hearing her wail and cry-- so when she teleports after him, her voice is shaky and there's tears, but she's not weeping anymore.

"Where are you going?"
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[personal profile] sustainer 2019-12-03 07:13 pm (UTC)(link)
He jerks in surprise when she appears so close to him, drawing a sharp breath through his nose. Teleportation is a hell of a thing to see, and he's not in the right frame of mind to deal with it right now.

"I... Away," he answers, stumbling over his own words as he takes another step away from her.
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[personal profile] scandeled 2019-12-19 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
“You can’t go away!” Matilda declares, her hand on her hip- though she doesn’t step after him. He seems like he might bite, and she’s still afraid he’ll follow up on his threats from their first meeting. But that doesn’t mean she can’t chew him out from here.

“You’re the one who brought us all here. We’re supposed to be in this together!”
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[personal profile] sustainer 2019-12-20 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
"They weren't here last time" he shouts back, pointing over her shoulder at the new bodies.

"Something killed them while we climbed a mountain! I'm leaving."

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[personal profile] eutychia 2019-12-02 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
"Gyre?" Luka raises his voice, trying to get the man's attention -- he wasn't sure exactly where Gyre was in relation to himself, and his complete silence wasn't helping Luka pinpoint him.

He listens, briefly, for some sort of reaction. But Luka's feeling impatient and proceeds on regardless.

"How much did you know about this place before you brought us all here?" Luka tries not to sound accusatory with the question.
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[personal profile] sustainer 2019-12-03 08:19 pm (UTC)(link)
He pauses when he hears his name, glancing in Luka's direction, but he doesn't make a sound. He's waiting to see what he has to say first.

The question catches him a little off-guard honestly, and he takes a few steps back towards the Princess. His voice is decidedly shaky as he says, "Some. I've been here before. I told you what I learned when I was here. I wanted to..."

He trails off, his gaze helplessly drawn back to the two new bodies. "They weren't here before today," he adds, softer.
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[personal profile] eutychia 2019-12-04 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
"Did anyone else... know we were coming here?" He asks, voice quiet as he approaches Gyre. "This has to be deliberate. Someone wanted the group to have to see this. This all couldn't have happened just this morning."

He pauses, stepping closer to Gyre with an outstretched arm which clumsily finds its place somewhere near his upper shoulder.

"Are you, ah... okay?" It's a well-meaning, if awkward, attempt at providing comfort from someone clearly unused to the role.
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[personal profile] sustainer 2019-12-04 09:15 pm (UTC)(link)
"No," he answers the second question first, blunt and automatic. He's not okay at all, and he reaches up thoughtlessly to grab the underside of Luka's offered arm. He can feel the awkwardness rolling off the princess, but the contact is nice. He needs to touch someone, but he doesn't really trust any of them enough to ask for something like that. They're not wild elves. They wouldn't get it. So he'll take this bit here, for as long as Luka lets him.

"The Wizard knew. The companions were the ones who suggested it," he says listlessly, his thoughts clearly miles away from here. "It's different with those two. The others, I think the early monsters attacked them. Two, and Three. The old woman, and Zafika, they have this mark on their chests," and he reaches forward, drawing a line that mirrors the one on the bodies over Luka's heart.

"I don't know why they'd be different."

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[personal profile] fop_lop 2019-12-19 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
In the face of such a grisly scene, Terrence is uncharacteristically cold. Unflappable and coy are normal for him, certainly, but so is empathy most of the time. Even as the others react audibly around him, the rabbit-eared young man seems largely unfazed aside from a mildly sour grimace. While he's not ignoring the others or any attempts to address him, he brushes most communication off with short responses and seems as if he's in a different dimension entirely from the others.

His movements are slow but certain as he steps close to the suspended forms on both sides and gives each individual one a considered look for several seconds. Afterward, he moves on to treat the rings in the floor and the chamber as a whole to the same scrutiny. Meanwhile, he's most certainly listening in on the conversation between Luka and Ten as well as any other tidbits going about the room. Thankfully, he's only taking notes mentally.

Even as everything quiets down and the Princess urges the knights to leave, Terrence is compelled to stick around for a while longer and will likely be the last out if not directly forced. There's something they're supposed to learn here! Even if it's just a warning or misdirection, there's something to be learned from the very fact that was presented to them as well. It's macabre, but he's going to make the most of this trip.